Soul Emperor Martial God

"Heh," Bai Mohan still chuckled, "I really didn't expect you to be his disciple."

The 'he' Bai Mohan referred to was naturally Elder Yi.

"Could it be that you have never wondered,"

"Why couldn't he do anything to me back then, forcing him to leave?"

"If he couldn't kill me, what makes you think you can?"

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed, "A mere Heavenly Origin Fifth Layer, what gives you the right to speak to me like this?"

"Right? It's simple," Bai Mohan's chuckle suddenly turned into a sneer.

"Because I am Bai Mohan, the number one Heavenly Talent of the Royal Capital, the greatest genius of our time."

"You can't kill me."

As the words fell, Bai Mohan unexpectedly struck out with his palm.

"You're overestimating yourself," Xiao Yi said in a low voice, as he too launched a palm strike.

Their palms collided, emitting a thunderous boom.

With a bang,

Xiao Yi was forced several steps back.

Bai Mohan was sent nearly ten steps backward.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi frowned. "Peak combat power?"

"Heh," Bai Mohan scoffed. "Do I have enough right to speak now?"

"The so-called creation of Blood Intent Pills brings misery to countless living beings."

"Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect such foolish words to come out of your mouth, Xiao Yi."

"There are so many creatures in heaven and earth."

"And so many insignificant beings in the world."

"A Martial Artist strives exhaustively all their life for the ultimate end of Martial Arts."

"For this, sacrificing some insignificant beings, even if it's hundreds of thousands, millions, or even billions, what's the harm?"

"You are also considered a Supreme Genius capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with me, Bai Mohan."

"Don't you understand such a simple principle?"

On Bai Mohan's face was a look full of ferocity and disdain.

"As for his affairs, that madman who has been thoroughly forgotten and sealed away in the past."

"What does mentioning him again signify?"

"I have given you chances time and again, which you repeatedly squander."

"This is the third time."

"If you're willing to back down now, I promise you a thornless path on your arduous Martial Arts journey."

Bai Mohan said, looking straight at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's face remained cold as he snorted with disdain, "Bai Mohan, you seem to have too many last words."

"I'm giving you the chance to leave some."

"I thought I'd recall them to tell that eccentric old man later."

"Now it seems unnecessary."

"You..." Bai Mohan's face turned extremely ugly.

"Good, very good."

"Then today, you shall not be spared."

With those words, Bai Mohan's hand flashed with light.

A sharp sword appeared out of thin air.

The aura of its blade's edge was so fearsome it could dominate the world.

"The Sky-splitting Sword?" Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed.

The Sky-splitting Sword Sect, publicly known, has three Mid-grade Primordial Artifacts.

Flame Sun, Cold Frost, Divine Blade, these three swords.

All are the personal weapons of the most powerful Sword Masters of past generations.

Besides these, there was also a High-Grade Primordial Artifact called the Sky-splitting Sword.

Enshrined at the Martial Arts Stele Forest by the Sect Masters of past generations.

Even the Sect Master was not allowed to use it lightly.

And now, it was in Bai Mohan's hands?

Originally, Bai Mohan's mere Heavenly Origin Five-layered Cultivation already possessed peak combat power.

Xiao Yi found nothing strange in this.

A true genius always possesses the power to battle beyond their means.

But just now, it was at best strength that barely reached Mu Qingyun's level.

Now, with the Sky-splitting Sword in hand,

Bai Mohan's combat power was likely no less than that of Elder Duan Yun.

On the other side,

The Seven Peak Powerhouses trapped by the Ice Barrier and the blizzard rejoiced.

The Sect Master sneered, "Mo Han has comprehended 68 Martial Arts Steles of past Sect Masters."

"He's been recognized by the Sky-splitting Sword."

"With the Sky-splitting Sword in hand, Xiao Yi has no way to handle him."

"Let's quickly break through the barrier and help him."

On the other side,

Xiao Yi's expression remained icy.

"Do you think that with the Sky-splitting Sword, I can't deal with you?"

Bai Mohan sneered, "You can try."

"Ice Sky Splitting Slash," Xiao Yi said in a low voice.

A blizzard filled with destructive energy suddenly descended upon Bai Mohan.

Countless snowflakes and winds assaulted Bai Mohan.

Bai Mohan remained calm and unafraid.

He channeled the power within the Sky-splitting Sword, easily defending himself.

The terrifying blizzard struck the Sky-splitting Sword without affecting it in the slightest.

Before the wind and snow could strike Bai Mohan, they were completely blocked by the Sky-splitting Sword.

"Hahaha," Bai Mohan burst into loud laughter.

"I told you, Xiao Yi, you can't kill me,"

"The moment the seven peak powerhouses break free, will be your death."

Beneath the blizzard, the storm raged on.

Bai Mohan stood amidst it, utterly unscathed.

Instead, he laughed boisterously.

He looked, indeed, as if a god had descended to Earth.

Too bad for him, his opponent was Xiao Yi.

And Xiao Yi was not only a martial artist,

He was also... an assassin!

Bai Mohan's manic laughter suddenly ceased.

As he swung his sword to ward off the blizzard's assault,

Another sword, equally cold, thrust directly at his vital points.

It was the Frost Sword.

A cold and ruthless figure appeared beside him, sneering.

It was Xiao Yi.

Bai Mohan was startled and quickly parried with his sword.

There was a clash of metal.

The Frost Sword was blocked.

Just as he prepared to counter-attack against Xiao Yi,

Xiao Yi's figure suddenly flashed and vanished into the endless storm.

"Bai Mohan, let's see how many strikes you can fend off."

An icy voice echoed through the snowstorm.

The blizzard was unleashed by Xiao Yi.

Everything within it was under his control.

The dense wind and snow made it impossible for outsiders to see clearly, greatly reducing visibility.

But it could not obscure Xiao Yi's view.

In simple terms, within the few hundred meter radius covered by the blizzard,

Xiao Yi now held absolute dominion over this piece of heaven and earth.

Combined with his assassination techniques, the Wandering Cloud Killing Sword and Wandering Cloud Kill Step,

His strength surged once again.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

Killing Sword thrust, after thrust, in extremely sly and tricky manners, aimed directly at Bai Mohan's vitals.

The speed of the strikes became faster and denser.

Bai Mohan could only barely fend off Xiao Yi by relying on the might of the Sky-splitting Sword.

As the battle wore on, he began to struggle.

It wasn't that the Sky-splitting Sword couldn't withstand the attacks.

It was Xiao Yi's fearsome Dark Assassination Sword that made it increasingly difficult for Bai Mohan to defend.

One minute later.

A clear ringing of swords sounded.

The Frost Sword thrust towards Bai Mohan's wrist.

The Sky-splitting Sword flew out of his hand.

Xiao Yi thrust again, aiming directly at Bai Mohan's heart.

Bai Mohan narrowly dodged, avoiding the fatal blow.

But the strike still sent him flying, leaving a huge bloodied hole in his chest.

"Damn it," Bai Mohan said, his face deathly pale as he clutched the wound, seething with anger.

Xiao Yi sneered, "Bai Mohan, without the Sky-splitting Sword, how will you block me now?"

"Die."

A cold declaration fell with the blizzard.

A sword strike filled with endless killing intent, swift and unstoppable.

If nothing unexpected happened, Bai Mohan would surely die by this strike.

Yet, at this moment, Bai Mohan showed not a hint of panic.

Instead, there was only immense anger.

"Xiao Yi, you deserve to die, you forced my hand," Bai Mohan gritted his teeth.

"I've said before, I am the greatest genius of this era, and you cannot kill me."

"Today, it will only be you who dies."

As his words fell,

Bai Mohan's aura surged, his Cultivation skyrocketing.

A Martial Soul Illusion suddenly appeared behind him.

If Bai Mohan wielding the High Grade Primordial Artifact, the Sky-splitting Sword,

Was comparable to Elder Duan Yun in strength,

Then even now, without the Sky-splitting Sword in hand,

Bai Mohan's strength had reached Elder Duan Yun's level.

"Retrieve!" Bai Mohan shouted coldly.

The Sky-splitting Sword that had flown out instantly returned to his hand.

At this moment, with the sword in hand, his strength even surpassed that of Elder Duan Yun.

But Xiao Yi didn't care about this.

His eyes were intently fixed on the Martial Soul Illusion behind Bai Mohan.

The normally impassive expression on his face turned to extreme shock at this moment.

"Bai Mohan, your Martial Soul is..." Xiao Yi exclaimed in shock, "The Martial Arts Ice Crystal!"

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Third update.