Chapter 8

Boom!

Two powerful forces collided fiercely, a white light shooting up to the sky. Liu Yu's figure suddenly halted, standing still on the spot.

And Ye Yun, transformed into an old ox, stood firm, his clothes flapping in the wind, not retreating an inch.

A tie!

This hard clash between the two was actually a draw, neither able to gain the upper hand.

How could this be?

After all, Liu Yu was a formal disciple of Tianzhu Peak. Even though Tianzhu Peak was an outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the lowest-grade cultivation technique there was probably more than ten times stronger than the basic cultivation method!

For thousands of years, no matter how outstanding a miscellaneous disciple was, they could never be a match for the disciples of the various peaks, let alone achieve a tie.

Liu Daolies's gaze completely froze, feeling his heart twitching.

He rubbed his eyes fiercely, as if what he had just seen was an illusion.

But everything was incredibly real, the surging energy waves hitting him, making him extremely uncomfortable.

The miscellaneous disciples in the distance looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

"Just so-so."

Ye Yun smiled slightly, standing with his hands behind his back, his confidence growing. He hadn't even used his full strength in this strike.

Liu Yu's heart turned cold, his scalp tingling.

The punch from the other side had left his palm throbbing in pain.

This was a power that a miscellaneous disciple could never possess.

Even if he had been overconfident, such power should at least belong to someone at the fifth level of the Body Tempering Realm.

"You have hidden your strength deeply." Liu Yu looked at Ye Yun coldly and said slowly, "But if you think that having brute strength is enough to contend with me, you are truly naive."

"Is that so?"

Ye Yun gave him a mocking look, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Liu Yu slowly raised his hand, a faint red glow appearing on his palm. From a distance, it looked as if a blood-soaked hand was reflecting a crimson light under the sunlight.

"The techniques you have learned are just rudimentary moves, at best they can be called martial skills. But for us, formal disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, we can learn divine techniques, and when our cultivation is sufficient, we can even cultivate divine arts!"

"Divine techniques are divided into nine grades, with the first grade being the highest and the ninth grade the lowest. My Blood Seal Pulse Hand, though only a ninth-grade technique, is more than enough for you ants."

"Your talent is not bad, and you might have had the chance to come into contact with these. Unfortunately, you are too sharp, and you will never be able to touch the true path of cultivation."

Under the blood light, Liu Yu's palm slowly turned pale, and even the capillaries and meridians inside could be seen clearly through the blood light. He looked at it as if it were a rare work of art, his eyes full of appreciation.

A faint bloody smell spread in the air, enveloping a space of several dozen meters. The smell of blood made a hard-to-suppress irritability rise in his heart, which he couldn't shake off.

Liu Daolies's face changed drastically, his chest feeling extremely stuffy. Even the miscellaneous disciples a hundred meters away, though not affected by the strange blood qi, still felt some irritability and discomfort.

Is this a true divine technique? Even the lowest ninth-grade divine technique has such power, indeed, as Liu Yu said, it is not something a miscellaneous disciple can resist.

Ye Yun stood calmly in the faint blood light, his expression composed, showing no signs of irritability or panic.

However, in an instant, his brows furrowed slightly, his expression looking somewhat surprised, as if the blood light had affected his state of mind and interfered with his cultivation.

Liu Yu did not immediately attack, allowing the faint blood light to envelop Ye Yun.

"I will first shatter your state of mind, let your soul be eroded by endless negative emotions, until you can neither live nor die. Only then can I vent my anger."

He glared at Ye Yun viciously, the cold and vicious light in his eyes like a snake's tongue, flashing and disappearing.

Clearly, from Ye Yun's slightly pale face and furrowed brows, the blood light had already invaded his body and had a significant impact on him.

"This is just the beginning!"

Ye Yun frowned slightly, unable to deny that the blood light emitted by the Blood Seal Pulse Hand had indeed affected him. After all, as a miscellaneous disciple who had only practiced basic cultivation methods, he had little resistance against the martial skills of an outer sect disciple. So, the moment the blood light entered his body, he felt an indescribable irritability.

However, the moment the blood light entered his body and disrupted his state of mind, a black and white light suddenly rose from his heart, then rushed straight to his brain.

In an instant, Ye Yun saw that scene again.

Golden-armored divine soldiers came from afar, like a tide, rolling in. Every inch of the sky and earth was filled with an irresistible killing intent. He was certain that if even a trace of this killing intent escaped to the outer courtyard of the miscellaneous disciples, everyone would be slaughtered by this intangible killing intent.

Because this killing intent was too powerful.

Golden light rolled, the killing intent solidified.

A black and white light shot from afar, a man in black with a dignified and imposing figure, and a woman in white with a graceful and elegant demeanor. However, no matter how hard Ye Yun tried, he could not see their faces clearly, only a faint figure flashing in front of the woman.

This scene flashed through his mind, and then Ye Yun saw the black and white light shoot from his brain, transforming into millions of rays, penetrating his meridians and bones, spreading to every inch of his body.

In an instant, the blood light that had invaded his body was completely swept away, leaving no trace.

The pressure around him instantly dissipated, no longer affecting him in the slightest.

Spiritual energy surged like a tide.

A flash of joy appeared in Ye Yun's eyes, but then his brows furrowed even deeper, his face gradually turning pale, as if he could no longer resist the invasion of the blood light and would kneel to the ground at any moment.

Seeing this, Liu Yu's lips curled into a sinister smile, his crystal-clear blood-colored palm slowly approaching Ye Yun with each step. He walked extremely slowly, wanting to let endless fear and despair completely dominate Ye Yun's heart.

What is the most tormenting feeling?

Waiting to die!

Knowing that you are going to die, but not dying immediately, watching death slowly approach, unable to resist, and can only wait silently.

At this moment, negative emotions expanded infinitely, enough to destroy the strongest will.

Liu Yu smiled, approaching slowly. When he reached Ye Yun, he slowly extended his blood-colored palm, as if gently touching a lover's face, and gently landed on Ye Yun's body.

"How does it feel?" Liu Yu laughed loudly, his mocking and taunting voice echoing in the air.

Ye Yun frowned, lifting his eyes to look at him.

Liu Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his brows feeling a needle-like pain.

Because at that moment, he saw a strange smile on Ye Yun's face.

In that instant, Ye Yun's fists shot up, striking out without any technique, followed by another punch.

The first punch hit his blood-colored palm hard, Liu Yu's whole body shaking, a shocked cry escaping his lips. The blood light on his hand was shattered, and his entire body went numb.

Bang!

A fist rapidly enlarged in his pupils, landing on his face.

Liu Yu's piercing scream echoed, blood spewing from his mouth, his body being punched back and landing hard dozens of meters away.

Ye Yun's movements did not stop for a moment, his figure darting forward like lightning, a vast amount of spiritual energy pouring into his right leg, and he kicked out fiercely.

Liu Yu's body, which had just crawled up, was hit again, flying back once more.

"Are you a true disciple of Tianzhu Peak?" Ye Yun continued to advance, flashing to Liu Yu's side, grabbing his long hair, and throwing him back to Liu Daolies's side.

Amidst the screams, Liu Daolies felt the impact of the heavy object landing beside him, his mind completely losing the ability to think.

"Killing you is not an option, but I won't let you off easily."

Ye Yun took a deep breath, suppressing the killing intent in his heart, and walked step by step to Liu Yu, then stepped on his face.

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