Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Go!"

Situ Jun suddenly spoke.

He was controlling the Black and White Impermanence, these two Saint King level puppet holy soldiers, guarding him on both sides. The three figures simultaneously charged at Xiao Yi.

The Black Impermanence swung the Soul-hooking Lock Chain in its hand fiercely, and with a crisp sound, a black light enveloped the area.

Xiao Yi snorted coldly and swept his sword horizontally.

Clang!

This sword forcibly split the Soul-hooking Lock Chain, bursting into dazzling sparks.

However...

Just as Xiao Yi's sword was about to follow up its success and strike the Black Impermanence, the puppet suddenly vanished. In its place, the White Impermanence appeared at the position he intended to attack.

The White Impermanence lashed its Ghost Whip fiercely.

Bang!

A dazzling flash of light erupted.

Though the scattered sparks seemed like trivial embers, they fell into the ocean below, instantly causing the seawater to boil.

In an instant, clouds of steam billowed up.

"Spatial Teleportation? Do these Saint King weapons possess such a function?"

Xiao Yi frowned and then looked at Situ Jun, who was controlling the two puppets, "It seems I must attack Situ Jun's true body. Otherwise, even shattering these two puppet holy soldiers will be pointless!"

With this thought.

Xiao Yi held the Qingping Sword horizontally in front of him, forming seals with both hands, a blood-red light hovering behind him.

"Blood Demon Sword!"

The blood light behind Xiao Yi continuously condensed, gathering in his hands, and as it touched the Qingping Sword, the blood light adhered to the sword edge.

The entire Qingping Sword instantly transformed into a longsword dyed in blood.

As Xiao Yi swung his arm.

The blood-colored Qingping Sword whizzed towards the front, exploding fiercely.

The cascade of blood-colored sword rain fell like a torrential downpour.

Drip, drip, drip.

The intense sword rain made the whole world soak in blinding blood light, as if turning this entire realm into a bloody battlefield.

"Do you think such petty tricks can hurt me?"

Situ Jun sneered disdainfully.

Controlling the Black and White Impermanence puppets to shield himself.

Thunk, thunk, thunk!

The blood rain constantly struck the Black and White Impermanence puppets, while Situ Jun chuckled, "My pair of puppet holy soldiers are even more robust than the Sacred Body specializing in Body Refinement; how could they be cut apart by you?"

However...

Situ Jun's smile abruptly vanished the next second.

The blood-colored sword rain passed directly through the two Black and White Impermanence puppets, completely ignoring them, all heading straight for Situ Jun himself.

"This can't be..."

Situ Jun's expression changed drastically.

He never expected that these sword rains could ignore physical entities and specifically target Primordial Spirit with soul attacks.

Each drop of blood-colored sword rain was infused with powerful and sharp spiritual force.

This was the terror of the Blood Demon Sword.

The demon who created the Blood Demon Sword had once sacrificed the lives of an entire world.

If he were to kill them one by one, even a powerful Saint King would spend immense time slaughtering an entire world's beings, wouldn't he?

The demon created the Blood Demon Sword, such a supreme sinister technique.

Specializing in attacking Primordial Spirit and soul!

With a single strike.

Billions of lives perished.

The unceasing impact of the sword rain caught Situ Jun off guard, causing him severe injuries, his body continually retreating, blood spraying from his mouth.

His face suddenly turned pale.

"Not good!"

"Situ brother, are you alright?"

Ouyang Shang and Chen Zhijian quickly intervened, blocking some of the sword rain, giving Situ Jun a chance to catch his breath.

Situ Jun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes like rubies, emitting a cold blood light: "You bastard, I didn't expect him to integrate Primordial Spirit attack into the sword technique..."

"Can you still fight?" Chen Zhijian asked worriedly.

"Don't worry!"

Situ Jun nodded, grinning viciously, "It's been so many years since anyone dared to make me bleed, Xiao Yi, right? I'm going to tear you to pieces, make you unable to live or die..."

Ouyang Shang said sternly, "Soon, Mr. Chen and I will jointly attack him, Elder Situ, you find an opportunity to deliver a finishing blow!"

"No problem!"

Situ Jun agreed with Ouyang Shang's proposal, "I have a Yin Yang Life-taking Array that can absolutely trap him, leaving him without the power to resist. You two, quickly make your move..."

"Alright!"

Ouyang Shang and Chen Zhijian exchanged a glance and simultaneously charged at Xiao Yi from left and right.

One wielded the God-slaying Knife.

The dazzling knife radiance was astonishingly fierce, even gods would face slaughter before it.

Ouyang Shang's pair of black dragon gauntlets danced fiercely, a wave of black light pulsed, with poison flowing on dragon scales and barbs exuding a bloodthirsty sharpness.

They were highly poisonous.

They must not be touched.

Xiao Yi wielded the Qingping Sword, fighting one against two, parrying on both sides.

It was a difficult, even battle against the two.

This battle saw no one holding back.

Every move was lethal.

Though Xiao Yi was extremely formidable, even having endured the Divine Sealing Tree's bud, further boosting his combat strength, facing the all-out attacks from two Saint King Realm experts simultaneously, he couldn't easily break free.

"Dragon God Protection!"

Ouyang Shang shook his arms, clapping his hands together.

In an instant.

A booming roar erupted from the black dragon gauntlets on his arms, suddenly unleashing a black poison dragon that charged at Xiao Yi, claws stretched wide.

"Dragon Slayer!"

Xiao Yi gripped the sword with both hands, lifting it overhead, then suddenly cleaved down.

Crackling thunder gathered from all directions.

Condensed on the sword.

Boom!

The sword struck the dragon's head.

This sword was extremely sharp, breaking open the dragon's head.

But Ouyang Shang's lips curled into a cold, triumphant smile: "Mr. Chen, strike now!"

"I've been waiting for this moment!"

Chen Zhijian laughed heartily.

The God Slaying Bone Knife in his hands suddenly merged into his body.

Legend has it that this Saint King weapon was forged from the bones of a deity who invaded the Nine Heavens Domain. After years of ritual refinement by Chen Zhijian, it could already merge with him.

Once merged.

Chen Zhijian was like a god possessed.

A golden figure materialized behind him.

One step forward.

The golden figure evolved four arms, swiftly gripping Xiao Yi's hands and feet.

The two simultaneously looked towards Situ Jun: "Situ brother (Elder), if you don't act now, when will you?"

"Hahaha, I'm coming!"

Situ Jun's arrogant and triumphant laughter ripped through the sky, as the Saint King puppet holy soldiers Black and White Impermanence beside him simultaneously emitted black and white light.

Their Soul-hooking Lock Chains and Ghost Whips entwined.

Complementing each other.

Spinning incessantly.

Forming a Yin-Yang Formation Map, enveloping Xiao Yi with a swoosh.

In that instant.

Xiao Yi's vision went black; when his eyes opened again, he was facing a black and white world, sharply contrasting and unfamiliar. At the same time, Situ Jun's smug voice echoed in his mind: "Hahaha, Xiao Yi, you are in my Yin Yang Demon Prison; you are doomed!"