Soul Emperor Martial God

"Kid, I want you dead."

The roar squeezed out from the Vice Manor Master's throat, like a frenzied fierce beast.

"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered coldly, his figure flickered, disappearing from the spot once more.

When he reappeared, he was already behind another elder.

With a thrust of his sword, this Saint Realm Peak elder fell instantly.

"Great Elder, Vice Manor Master, save us." A group of Saint Realm elders' faces changed dramatically.

"Humph." The Great Elder snorted coldly, his figure flickered, charging straight at Xiao Yi.

Swish... Xiao Yi's silhouette flickered, retreating in an instant.

The Manor's Great Elder is a fierce fighter of the Third Layer of Saint King Realm, not as easy to kill as those ordinary Saint Realm Peak elders.

In the span of several breaths, Xiao Yi flashed to the side of Qing Lin, who had been blasted away, and caught him with one hand.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Yi furrowed his brow, glancing at Qing Lin.

"Barely." Qing Lin shook his head, "The backlash from my Martial Soul is severe, and I was beaten badly by that old guy."

"A period of rest and recovery will heal it."

"That's good." Xiao Yi nodded.

"There's no time to talk." Qing Lin urged, "The Mountain Villa disciples are all dead, and the Black Poison Formation is incredibly weak now."

"With your skills, breaking the formation is a breeze. Quickly, break it and escape."

Qing Lin knew well how strong Xiao Yi was in formations.

The formation outside the Black Poison Pond, Xiao Yi could easily break it.

Now, even though this Black Poison Formation is also strong, it's much weakened, so it's not hard to break.

In the distance, the Vice Manor Master's face was icy, "Want to break the formation and flee? Hmph, don't even think about it."

"Maintain the formation." The Vice Manor Master glared at the Great Elder and the others.

"As long as we are here, the Black Poison Formation can still be maintained, still trapping these two little thieves."

"As long as these two little thieves can't escape, this old man can make them wish they were dead."

"Understood." The group of elders responded, their frightening eyes seemingly wanting to tear Xiao Yi to pieces.

On the other side, Xiao Yi glanced at Qing Lin, "Leave the rest to me."

With that said, his figure flickered, advancing instead of retreating, heading straight towards the group of Manor's elders.

"Courting death." The Great Elder's eyes turned cold.

"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered, "Did you all always think I wanted to break the formation and leave?"

At the moment his words fell, the Blizzard Sword in Xiao Yi's hand disappeared into thin air.

"Cold Ice Domain, rise."

"Cold Ice Three Palm."

Bang... Xiao Yi struck with one palm.

"Overestimating yourself." The Great Elder sneered.

He was confident that with his Third Layer of Saint King Realm cultivation, killing a mere Heavenly Extreme Peak was as easy as killing intent.

However, he didn't see, that Xiao Yi at this moment, his eyes were filled with bloodlust, his palms containing a boundless Blood Sea seemingly.

Bang... a loud explosion.

The Great Elder and Xiao Yi clashed palms, yet was blown away instantly, seriously injured in no time.

"How is it possible." The Great Elder's eyes were filled with disbelief.

The next second, a surge of boundless killing intent immediately bound him.

The torrential killing intent explosively crushed him.

Bang... another explosion.

However, this time it was the Great Elder's body turning into a cloud of blood mist in the high sky.

At the same time, the originally slain elders by Xiao Yi's sword, whose bodies fell from the sky, also turned into blood mist as if on cue.

The sound of blood mist explosions began from the first, thereafter, it became continuous and unending.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Within the entire Manor, blood mists kept exploding, resembling blossoming blood flowers, magnificent yet tragically beautiful.

Those were the Mountain Villa Martial Artists who had already died.

Xiao Yi showed no restraint, nor the slightest bit of hesitation.

After several breaths, the explosions came to an end.

The entire Manor was immediately filled with an overwhelming scent of blood.

Strands of blood mist enveloped the entire Manor.

"Explode." Xiao Yi muttered lowly, his gaze fixed on the Second Elder, Third Elder, and the others.

"No..." The group of elders exclaimed, faces filled with panic.

"Little thief, stop at once." The Vice Manor Master roared, attempting to intervene.

Yet observing Xiao Yi's bizarre methods, he was utterly helpless.

Moreover, the elders turning into blood mists happened rapidly.

By the time he reacted, all the elders were dead, leaving only a sky full of blood mist.

The once grand Black Poison Villa now only had him, the Vice Manor Master, as the sole survivor.

"Fifth Layer of Saint King Realm, is it?" Xiao Yi sneered coldly, staring directly at the Vice Manor Master.

"Three Saint Kings, ten Saint Realm Peaks, plus all the Heavenly Extreme and Saint Realm experts in the Manor's Qi-Blood."

"Can you still withstand it?"

Beneath Xiao Yi's bloodthirsty gaze was a grin as sinister as a demon's.

His hand slightly lifted in a phantom grip.

Crack... Instantly, the Vice Manor Master was restrained by an overwhelming killing intent.

"How is it possible... Black Poison Formation, rise..."

The Vice Manor Master's face changed dramatically, shouting, intending to leverage the formation's power.

But, unbeknownst to him, the pervasive blood-colored killing intent within the Manor had long suppressed the entire formation's thinning black aura.

Under the suppression of boundless killing intent, the Vice Manor Master couldn't move.

Yet, his surging aura was still resisting.

"Explode." Xiao Yi whispered lowly.

The torrential killing intent erupted instantly.

However, no matter how the killing intent rampaged, it couldn't do anything to the Vice Manor Master.

The Vice Manor Master, with a five-layered cultivation of the Saint King Realm, wasn't so easily dealt with.

"Explode." Xiao Yi whispered lowly once again, his phantom-grasped hand clasping tightly.

"It's useless." The Vice Manor Master sneered, "Though I don't know where you got such bizarre, formidable techniques."

"But your cultivation is too weak, you can't do anything to me."

"Moreover, such powerful techniques, you can't sustain them for long."

"When these strange murderous intents all dissipate, that will be your doomsday."

"I want you two to bury with my Black Poison Villa, no, when the Manor Master returns, I'll ensure your entire Black Cloud Academy suffers."

The Vice Manor Master, unable to move, could only angrily roar.

"Hmph, say that again if you survive." Xiao Yi sneered coldly, his phantom-grasped hand constantly clenching tightly.

Both hands appeared to be lifting emptily, but in truth, to control the towering killing intent was as onerous as holding heavy mountains, the pressure immense.

Gradually, his hand forcefully clasped, thin streams of fresh blood seeped out.

"Heh-heh, kid, you're nearly at your limit." The Vice Manor Master grinned sinisterly.

"Damn." Xiao Yi squinted.

If he still couldn't deal with this Vice Manor Master, he would soon reach his limit as well.

Yet at this moment, the fresh blood seeping from Xiao Yi's palm did not drip but instead gathered at his palm.

Subsequently, the blood vanished abruptly, disappearing mysteriously.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi, always perceptive, noticed this anomaly in an instant.

But he couldn't fathom what was happening.

However, it seemingly no longer mattered.

Because the torrential killing intent pervading the air once again erupted, without any sign.

The restraining and suppressing killing intent on the Vice Manor Master suddenly increased in power.

Xiao Yi's face changed.

He could distinctly feel his body growing increasingly weak.

Blood continuously seeped from his palms, yet continued to disappear into thin air.

"What's happening, Cold Ice Three Palm is absorbing my Qi-Blood." Xiao Yi's face tightened in shock.

The next second... Boom... In the high sky, a deafening explosion.

The Vice Manor Master's body instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, thus dying.

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Second update.