Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

Those blood-red markings.

Like silk threads in a web, even Lu Changsheng found he couldn't dodge them.

Or rather, there was no way to dodge.

The blood-red markings seemed to be one with him, materializing in his immediate vicinity in an instant.

There was no escape.

He could only watch as the markings enveloped his body.

His expression changed drastically.

"Damn lunatic, using a bloodline Secret Technique on me! Hmph, I know what you're doing—you want to trap me! You bastard, it looks like you're willing to throw away your own life just to let that brat escape, aren't you?"

Lu Changsheng was furious.

As the blood-red markings covered him, his face was grim, but he showed little fear. He knew what this Secret Technique was.

It merely used the power of a connected bloodline to trap him for a short while, rendering him immobile.

In that short time, with the strength of the two before him, it was impossible for them to inflict any real harm on him. However, it might give that brat Yang Xiao a chance to flee.

Even if he did escape, Lu Changsheng was confident he could hunt Yang Xiao down later and kill him.

But to be hindered by such a weakling, and in a way that was impossible to avoid, filled Lu Changsheng with rage.

Utter rage.

Furthermore, as an assassin, he was accustomed to a certain principle: if the first strike failed, an immediate retreat was necessary.

But this time, his attack had already been delayed for quite a while, giving him a strange sense of crisis.

A very strong one.

So strong it was starting to make him feel unnerved.

This feeling made Lu Changsheng decide he couldn't play around anymore. He had to kill these two cleanly and efficiently, lest further delays lead to unforeseen complications.

Just as this thought arose, Lu Changsheng's entire body was completely encased by the blood-red markings. He subconsciously glanced over at Yang Xiao.

'Eh? He's not running?'

He had originally thought that Yang Xiao would seize this opportunity to escape.

But clearly, he had guessed wrong.

Not only had the brat not run, but he was swinging his sword, charging right at him.

"Foolish brat! Do you think you can kill me with your paltry strength? How laughable!"

Lu Changsheng roared.

Yang Xiao, however, remained silent.

His eyes shimmered with immense gravity and overwhelming killing intent.

He had only asked Lu Changhe if there was a way, never expecting that this elder of the Lu Family would directly use his own life to activate a Secret Technique, creating this perfect opportunity to slay Lu Changsheng.

Under these circumstances, Yang Xiao felt that any hint of hesitation, carelessness, or failure on his part would be the ultimate disrespect to him.

It would be a crime.

Therefore, at this very moment, Yang Xiao poured his entire Heart Spirit into this single strike.

In his eyes,

there was only the sword.

And his target, Lu Changsheng.

This man had to die!

SWOOSH! A brilliant flash of light, like moonlight, streaked through the air.

The Bloodthirsty Divine Sword in Yang Xiao's hand instantly struck Lu Changsheng's body.

Slicing him in two.

'A direct hit!'

The strike was a success.

Yang Xiao felt a flicker of relief, but it was immediately followed by a wave of bitterness.

The price for this was too great.

Lu Changsheng, who had been struck, was also extremely surprised. Yang Xiao's sword had actually managed to slice through his Immortal Divine Body.

Its power was truly extraordinary.

However, despite being sliced in half, he was still laughing. "You really do have some skill. But do you think I'll die just like this? Can the body of a True God be destroyed by a mere Mortal like you? Once I break free from this damned bloodline Secret Technique, I have countless ways to become whole again. It was just one sword strike. Did you really think I was some common mortal?"

Lu Changsheng's eyes were filled with contempt.

"Is that so?"

Yang Xiao finally spoke.

He gave Lu Changsheng a cold glance.

With a flick of the Bloodthirsty Divine Sword in his hand,

an immensely powerful devouring force surged out from within it.

At that moment, Lu Changsheng, who had been fearless despite being cut in two, saw his expression change in an instant.

He sensed an irresistible Devouring Power that seemed intent on consuming his very being.

His Immortal Divine Body, his undying Divine Soul...

both felt as if they were being torn away from him.

"No! Damn you, how can you possess such a terrifying Devouring Secret Technique? It's impossible! Lord Demon Venerable has only one agent—me! Where did you learn this?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiao's interest was piqued, but he did not respond.

Although he was very curious about this so-called Lord Demon Venerable, right now, nothing and no one could stop him from killing this man.

Not even his own curiosity.

'He's not even curious? Hmph, it seems he's truly dead set on killing me. But even so, what does it matter?'

Seeing that Yang Xiao showed no intention of even asking, Lu Changsheng, a man skilled in psychological games, was momentarily stunned. This little brat was truly resolute.

But he immediately sneered at Yang Xiao. "Even if you can devour this physical body, don't think for a second you can make me perish! As long as my Divine Soul Brand is indestructible, I can resurrect through a Clone! Just you wait! Sooner or later, I'll make you understand the immense price of offending me, Lu Changsheng!"

With a final roar, Lu Changsheng's Divine Body and Divine Soul were instantly sucked away.

They were transformed into boundless energy and absorbed by the Bloodthirsty Divine Sword.

A mighty Tier Six Divine Sect had his true body slain just like that.

But Yang Xiao didn't stop.

He raised his hand.

His eyes were filled with utter ruthlessness.

And resolve.

"Elder Changhe paid such a heavy price. Did you really think I would let your Divine Soul Brand remain indestructible? How laughable!"

As his voice fell, the world before Yang Xiao's eyes changed.

It was as if he could see the long river of time and the very essence of space.

Suddenly, with a light grasp,

he plucked a tiny point of light from within it.

Within that point of light was the distinct likeness of Lu Changsheng.

This time,

on his face,

was absolute terror.

Absolute dread.

"No, impossible! How could you possibly grab my Divine Soul Brand?! You... just who are you?!"

Lu Changsheng was truly terrified.

Only a being at the Divine King Level could pluck a True God's Divine Soul Brand from the river of the void. How could this young man before him possibly do it?

But Yang Xiao had no intention of wasting words on him.

He uttered a single word.

"Perish!"

In that instant, Lu Changsheng—the one who thought he would rise again; the Longevity Demon who betrayed the Lu Family, used the Lu Family members to cultivate his Devouring Secret Technique, and showed no mercy even to his own kin—

had his Divine Soul Brand sucked into the Bloodthirsty Divine Sword as well.

In a flash, it was converted into a stream of energy.

And with that, Lu Changsheng was utterly and completely erased from this world.

With his death,

countless seemingly brilliant young geniuses across the world also dropped dead at the very same moment.

This caused waves of terror and panic.

These were all the Clones Lu Changsheng had refined—over ten thousand of them. But with the destruction of his Divine Soul Brand, every single one of them perished instantly.

This ensured that the conceited, arrogant, and incomparably evil man would never have a chance to revive again.

And yet, Yang Xiao's mood remained somber.

Because Lu Changhe's life had also reached its end.

But just as Yang Xiao walked toward him, wanting to see if there was anything he could do to help,

a terrifying aura

suddenly manifested at the top of the Ascension Platform.

Immediately after, Yang Xiao saw a figure appear before him in a flash.

His expression shifted slightly.

The aura of this figure was even more terrifying than Lu Changsheng's had been.

As deep as an abyss, as oppressive as a prison.

Incomparably dreadful.

It seemed to be...

a Divine King!

And, perhaps, a Supreme Divine King!