Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

The crisis of death.

In an instant, it enveloped this realm, naturally including Ouyang Shang, Situ Jun, Chen Zhijian, and Hong Wuting.

This sudden crisis of death made them feel a cold chill all over their bodies.

There was a deep chilling sensation creeping up from the tailbone.

It spread throughout the body.

"What's going on?"

"I, I have a bad feeling..."

The few looked at each other in dismay.

Ouyang Shang's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed, "Quick, quickly stop and release the second Peak Master..."

Images of the Paradise Island flashed in his mind.

When Xu Wangchen provoked Xiao Yi.

It was precisely at such a moment when this terrifying aura of death appeared.

Afterwards...

Xu Wangchen died wretchedly in front of him.

The appearance of such feelings again made him feel extremely uneasy, with a strong sense of foreboding.

However.

His warning ultimately came a step too late.

Before him, Xiao Yi already had a layer of faint red light surrounding him, this red radiance became increasingly intense, transforming from a soft pink like peach blossoms to a glaring blood-red color.

Blood Explosion Skill!

Since breaking through to the Saint King Realm, Xiao Yi was using the Blood Explosion Skill for the first time.

This was a technique designed to kill one thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred injuries to oneself.

Unless absolutely necessary.

Xiao Yi would never resort to using it lightly.

And now...

He knew that if he continued to hold back, the second Peak Master's life would be in danger.

At the beginning of Paradise Island, the second Peak Master faced the encirclement of Situ Jun and the other three Saint King realm experts alone in order to save him.

If the second Peak Master hadn't escaped into the sea.

That strike would have claimed his life.

Simultaneously...

If not for the second Peak Master's blocking the fatal blow from the three, Xiao Yi would likely never have had the chance to enter Paradise Island alive, much less step into the Saint King Realm.

The favor of a drop of water must be repaid with a spring.

His savior is before him, at death's door, how could Xiao Yi sit idly by?

Boom!

One-fifth.

Two-fifths.

Three-fifths...

Xiao Yi kept burning the blood inside his body, while simultaneously his combat strength kept increasing.

Ten times.

Twenty times.

Thirty times...

Xiao Yi, who burned half of his blood, abruptly increased his power fifty-fold, his whole body surrounded by bright red light, his flesh, and bones swelling to the utmost extent in an instant.

Between bones, destructive, terrifying power erupted.

Boom!

Xiao Yi took a fierce step forward.

Just this step.

The void in front of him burst open abruptly, a terrifying space rift emerging unexpectedly.

Surrounded by blood-red light, Xiao Yi took a step forward.

His form directly escaped into the Void Rift.

"What?"

"Is he seeking death?"

The few were all dazed, unable to discern the significance of Xiao Yi's actions.

After all.

Inside the Void Rift, not only are destruction storms and annihilation Gang winds rampant, but time and space are chaotic; even a Saint King realm expert risks perishing if mistakenly entering without accurate coordinates.

Even a Saint King Realm expert needs to be fully prepared to traverse the void.

And Xiao Yi?

He recklessly rushed in?

Isn't this courting death?

During the moments when they were in a daze.

Suddenly...

Ouyang Shang's face suddenly changed, the void under his feet silently shattered, and a cold hand reached through the air.

Grasping Ouyang Shang's ankle.

"Not good..."

Ouyang Shang's face underwent a drastic change, this hand reaching from the depths of the void, made him feel the threat of death.

"Quickly, save Ouyang Shang!"

"Bold Xiao Yi, hiding like this, what kind of skill is it?"

"Get out here!"

Situ Jun and the other three's faces lost color, unexpectedly Xiao Yi could appear precisely behind Ouyang Shang through the Void Rift, and they all shouted angrily.

But...

How could Xiao Yi fear them?

With the void buzzing, the rift cracked open like a gaping maw, it swallowed Ouyang Shang directly.

The Void Rift was rapidly healing!

"Yin Yang Divine Palm!"

"Suppress the void!"

"One Finger to the Sky!"

Situ Jun and the other three simultaneously launched an attack, a terrifying power erupted instantly, three attacks containing heaven-destroying force rushed toward the disappearing Void Rift.

Rumble!

The void shattered.

A fearsome energy storm surged uncontrollably.

Facing the relentless bombardment of three Saint King realm experts, the void resembled a weathered porcelain, covered in fierce, ugly cracks.

Bang!

The void exploded.

A dark figure suddenly flew out from the Void Rift.

"Kill him!"

"It must be Xiao Yi!"

Situ Jun and the other three attacked at once.

This time, they showed no mercy.

However...

After a torrential assault ended.

Before them.

The dark figure was left only with a half-crippled body, a solitary eye gazing listlessly ahead, its body shattered, exploding, blood and flesh a blur.

The Primordial Spirit had long since dispersed.

This figure was not Xiao Yi.

But Ouyang Shang, recently pulled into the depths of the void by Xiao Yi!

Gasp!

All drew a sharp breath.

Situ Jun's hands trembled, his face ashen: "Ou, Ou Ouyang Shang..."

"How could it be him?"

"It's over, Situ Jun is going mad..." Chen Zhijian and Hong Wuting exchanged glances.

Ouyang Shang was the strongest of the younger generation of the Supreme Sect.

Now, so young, he had stepped into the Saint King Realm, destined to be a pillar of the Supreme Sect, but now he had died before them.

Even his physical body was personally destroyed by the three of them.

The two looked in unison at Situ Jun.

Situ Jun's face was dark as iron, his ferocious visage with blood-red eyes, gnashing teeth, shouting heaven-shaking roars: "Xiao Yi, my Supreme Sect will never share the sky with you..."

Boom!

Two Yin Yang puppets emerged behind Situ Jun.

The three figures continued to launch attacks everywhere.

Boom boom boom!

The world collapsed, sun and moon faded, universe turned upside down, time and space dissolved.

The whole world was pervaded by the breath of destruction.

This was Situ Jun, in a rage, attacking indiscriminately.

"Get out!"

"Xiao Yi, come out and die..."

Heaven-shaking angry shouts came from Situ Jun's mouth.

He's already hysterical.

Descending into a rampage state.

He wants to tear this world apart.

Suddenly...

The rampaging Situ Jun did not notice a figure suddenly emerging from the chaos of the void he had just destroyed.

The Qingping Sword in Xiao Yi's hand had completely merged with his body.

One strike.

No noise.

Silent and imperceptible.

Yet sharp beyond compare!

"Situ, beware..." Chen Zhijian's expression changed dramatically, shouting.

Hong Wuting's eyes split in fury: "Xiao Yi, stop!"

However...

The Qingping Sword-wielding Xiao Yi paid no heed to the two, the Qingping Sword with a puff, cleaving down abruptly from above Situ Jun's head.

A blood-light astonished the sky.

Situ Jun's form shattered, even the Primordial Spirit was fragmented by the Qingping Sword.

Between heaven and earth.

Blood rain scattered.

Another Saint King fell at Xiao Yi's hands.