NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1428: Times Have Changed!
"Long time no see, how have you been?"
Xiao Yi, dressed in a white robe, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Shang Duxing with a hint of a devilish smile.
Shang Duxing's face darkened.
His tightly clenched fists emitted a creepy creaking sound, his eyes flickered with red light, and his gaze was cold to the extreme, filled with intense hatred and immense killing intent.
Shang Duxing had been an unparalleled Tianjiaao since childhood.
He was once one of the top three in the prodigy list of their era, progressing smoothly from a humble beginning to entering the Saint King Realm.
He had never encountered any setbacks.
Until he came across Xiao Yi, his misfortune began.
First, he arduously opened the boundary passage to the Qingtian Realm, only to have Xiao Yi, this madman, directly blow up the passage as he was about to step into the Qingtian Realm.
If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would've nearly perished in the chaotic void.
Even though he narrowly escaped death, Shang Duxing had to retreat for a long time to heal, and if it wasn't for Li Tianchao giving him the Dragon Blood Ginseng Emperor, he might still be in seclusion.
But.
When he emerged from seclusion, he received the news that his only surviving son, Shang Wen, was cut down by Xiao Yi with a single sword.
How could he tolerate this?
How could he not be furious?
He wished to devour his flesh and gnaw his bones.
Seeing Shang Duxing's gaze filled with hatred and killing intent, Xiao Yi feigned innocence: "What's wrong, Elder Shang? We meet as old friends, and I come from afar as a guest; why such hostility? Is this how your Supreme Sect treats guests?"
Hospitality?
Shang Duxing was so infuriated he nearly coughed up blood!
Guest my ass!
If only I could tear you apart!
Shang Duxing snarled through gritted teeth: "Guest from afar? Xiao Yi, you shamelessly killed countless experts of my Supreme Sect, destroyed Yuanjiang City, and now threaten us at the gates. Do you expect me to lay out a feast and welcome you?"
"What? You say those Yuanjiang City fellows are from your Supreme Sect? My bad, I thought some wicked bandits occupied your territory and obstructed my reunion with an old friend, so I killed them in anger. Didn't realize they were yours. You should've said so earlier; had I known, I wouldn't have slain them." Xiao Yi appeared heartbroken, beating his chest.
"You..."
Shang Duxing's eye twitched fiercely, anger rising to his throat.
He wanted to howl, "I've never seen anyone so shameless!"
It's not just Shang Duxing who's angered to the point of vomiting blood.
Even the First and Second Peak Masters beside Xiao Yi exchanged awkward glances, uncomfortable due to the moment, surrounded by experts from the Unharmed Heaven Realm, observing.
They wanted to distance themselves from Xiao Yi.
This guy is truly shameless!
"Elder Shang, your Supreme Sect's hospitality truly disappoints me!" Xiao Yi sighed, shaking his head.
Shang Duxing's eye twitched wildly, grinding his teeth: "Xiao Yi, you've gone too far!"
"Oh?"
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, playfully looking at him, body slightly leaning forward, solemnly enunciating, "I've bullied you, what can you do?"
"You seem to have forgotten the pain after the wounds healed, so soon forgotten how I trampled you in the boundary passage?" Shang Duxing roared, his figure suddenly moved, disappearing instantly.
His silhouette flickered like an illusion, constantly shifting in the void.
Appear left, disappear right, fast at times, slow otherwise.
No matter how he transformed, one thing stayed the same; it remained impossible to pinpoint where he would appear next.
Buzz!
Without any sound, he suddenly appeared behind Xiao Yi.
A stream of silver light surged, transforming into a sharp edge, striking down on Xiao Yi.
"You're dead!"
Shang Duxing's eyes flashed madly, revealing bloodthirsty ferocity, "My son, let me avenge you!"
A thunderous strike, capable of slaying a Saint King.
However.
Just as the deadly blow was about to land on Xiao Yi.
Standing seemingly oblivious to Shang Duxing's moves, Xiao Yi suddenly spun around.
Shang Duxing's vision blurred.
A palm appeared out of nowhere, firmly clutching the silver edge, unable to move an inch.
"This is impossible..." Shang Duxing's expression changed dramatically.
Don't underestimate such seemingly simple attacks.
In reality...
From movement technique to final attack, he employed four types of Origin Power.
Faced even with peers at the Fifth Layer of the Saint King Realm, he was confident of severely wounding them.
Yet now, Xiao Yi not only detected his movements but also blocked the lethal blow barehanded!
"Release!"
Shang Duxing exerted force, attempting to pull the blade free.
Desperately next second.
No matter the force exerted, the blade, condensed of Origin Power, refused to escape Xiao Yi's grasp.
Origin Power.
Drawn from the depths of Heavenly Dao, the strength of the weapon rivaling Saint King's arms.
Even more so because all this Origin Power is fully controlled by Shang Duxing, its calamitous force surpassing regular Saint King's weapons.
At his command.
Yet now...
No matter how hard he tried or commanded, the blade remained.
Shang Duxing found it hard to fathom; months ago, Xiao Yi hadn't yet breached the sealing king level, offering no resistance, only detonating the passage to force him back.
Within mere months, he grew into an overwhelmingly superior stronghold.
"It's only been months; how have you grown so powerful?" Shang Duxing expressed disbelief.
"Thirty years east, thirty years west...we are no longer the same!"
Xiao Yi's eyes shone sharply, a finger pointed, a chilling light darting forth, "Shang Duxing, you attempted to invade Qingtian Realm, slaughtering its life essence. I promised I'd slay you personally, and now I'll fulfill that promise!"
"No!"
Shang Duxing's face drastically changed, forcibly severing his link to the Origin Power, retreating rapidly.
"Do you think you can escape?" Xiao Yi smiled coldly.
His strike, following his voice, appeared by Shang Duxing's ear.
Instilling an immediate shiver.
A sense of death enveloped him.
The cold aura felt like being in the Nine Serenities Netherworld.
"My life is over!"
Shang Duxing's face filled with despair, the shadow of death completely engulfing him.
A loud bang.
Shang Duxing's body burst apart, his Primordial Spirit facing imminent obliteration by Xiao Yi.
Yet just then...
Suddenly, a cold voice echoed: "You truly think my Supreme Sect has no one, killing our experts on our grounds?"