Soul Emperor Martial God

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

Xiao Yi relentlessly attacked Bai Mohan.

The Frost Sword and the Sky-splitting Sword continuously collided.

Amid the crisp symphony of sword sounds, Bai Mohan was repeatedly forced back, coughing up blood each time.

"How is this possible, how is this possible?" Bai Mohan's face drastically changed.

"How could you possibly possess such combat power?"

"I don't believe it."

Bai Mohan's face was painted with disbelief and slowly, it twisted into a sort of madness.

He had even summoned his Martial Soul Illusion, deploying his full strength.

Yet, he was still being overpowered by Xiao Yi.

For him, who owned an undefeated myth, this was unfathomable.

But the harsh reality was right before his eyes.

Every strike from Xiao Yi hit him like a heavy blow, causing his qi-blood to churn within.

Elsewhere.

Within the Ice Barrier, the urgency was written on the faces of the seven peak combatants.

"What's going on? How could Xiao Yi suddenly become stronger?" the Sect Master said anxiously.

At the same time, his sword strikes against the Ice Barrier grew more frantic.

He only wanted to break through the Ice Barrier swiftly to confront Xiao Yi.

Elder Duan Yun, standing next to him, watched the distant battle, his expression somewhat grave.

"It's not that Xiao Yi has become stronger, but the Frost Sword has."

"What?" the Sect Master frowned.

Duan Yun declared solemnly, "The Frost Sword is now on the cusp of becoming a High-Grade Primordial Artifact."

"Xiao Yi is channeling his Primordial Power back into the Frost Sword."

"In doing so, he temporarily amplifies the power of the Frost Sword."

"Channeling power back into the Frost Sword?" the Sect Master paled, saying, "That's impossible."

"The vast power contained within a Mid-grade Primordial Artifact."

"The amount of Primordial Power needed to amplify a Mid-grade Primordial Artifact to this level would be astronomical."

The Great Elder spoke gravely, "No, Elder Duan Yun is correct."

"I have once seen the True Qi Vortex that Xiao Yi had condensed, a full seven hundred zhang."

"I suspect Xiao Yi was still holding back then."

"His real Qi Spring should be over seven hundred zhang, around eight hundred zhang, perhaps."

"An eight hundred zhang Qi Spring?" The other six peak combatants widened their eyes.

"Isn't Elder Bai's Qi Spring only about five hundred zhang?"

"Doesn't that mean Xiao Yi's Qi Spring is more than half larger than Elder Bai's?"

Duan Yun nodded, "With such a vast Qi Spring, no wonder he can channel so much power into the Frost Sword."

"However, given Xiao Yi's current Cultivation, he won't last long."

"Right now, the Primordial Power inside him must be depleting at a terrifying rate."

"He can maintain this level of combat for at most about ten minutes."

"Nevertheless, to prevent any mishaps, we must still escape quickly."

At this moment, the formerly thick Ice Barrier had layers scraped off one by one.

It had thinned by more than half.

It wouldn't be long before the seven could break free.

On the other side, at a distance.

Xiao Yi continued to hammer his sword against Bai Mohan.

Blood ceaselessly flowed from Bai Mohan's mouth, and his wounds grew ever more grave.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi sneered, "Without your Sky-splitting Sword, killing you would be like slaughtering a chicken."

Xiao Yi had not only amplified the power of the Frost Sword.

He had also utilized Asura Transformation earlier to enhance his Physical Strength.

Twenty drops of Asura Power had been consumed in an instant.

Of course, his Physical Strength was now only at the Earth Origin Ninth Layer.

It wasn't much help at this level of combat.

Still, it provided a certain degree of amplification.

Time gradually passed, and minutes later.

Bai Mohan's injuries had become even more severe.

His sword swinging and reaction speeds were also slowly decreasing, weakening.

One minute later.

Bai Mohan once again violently coughed up a mouthful of blood.

With a clang, the Sky-splitting Sword flew from his grasp.

Xiao Yi sneered, "You've lost, and now it's time for you to die."

"You... you... you can't kill me," Bai Mohan finally showed panic on his face.

Xiao Yi wasted no more words, thrusting his sword straight toward Bai Mohan's throat.

But, just at that moment.

From afar, a terrifying flame shot towards them.

The flame was incredibly fast.

Simultaneously, another horrific blaze came from a different direction.

With a boom, the first flame blasted Xiao Yi's sword away.

The second flame hit Xiao Yi squarely, sending him flying.

Xiao Yi wasn't badly hurt, just a trace of blood seeped out.

Those two flames had definitely reached the level of peak combat power.

They'd appeared so suddenly that, caught off guard, Xiao Yi took a bit of a hit.

At this time, Xiao Yi's gaze fixed on the distance, his expression turning grave.

There, several formidable teams of Martial Artists were rapidly approaching.

In the next second, they reached Bai Mohan, swiftly taking him under their protection.

"The Heavenly Flame Guard!" Xiao Yi clenched his teeth.

The Heavenly Flame Guard, under the command of the King, represented the strongest force of Martial Artists.

They numbered very few, just a dozen or so.

But each member was a Heavenly Origin Third Layer and above.

The four captains leading them were all at the Heavenly Origin Ninth Layer, ranking among the peak combatants.

It was the sharpest sword in the King's hand.

"Heavenly Flame Guards, your timing couldn't be better," Bai Mohan's face, once stricken with panic, now bore no trace of it.

Instead, it was replaced by maliciousness and ferocity.

"Slay that boy for me."

Among the troop, the four leading figures nodded.

"With us here, Elder Bai needn't worry."

With that said, the four leaders waved their hands decisively, "Go, capture the traitor Xiao Yi."

Dozens of Heavenly Flame Guards sprang into action in an instant.

Xiao Yi frowned.

There was no doubt that these four were the Captains of the Heavenly Flame Guards.

Their cultivation had reached the Heavenly Origin Ninth Layer, identifying them as peak warriors.

However, they were probably only on par with Mu Qingyun's level.

He was not afraid.

"Those who obstruct me shall die," Xiao Yi declared coldly, sword in hand as he charged.

But a group at the Heavenly Origin Third Layer, plus four peak warriors who were somewhat similar in strength to Mu Qingyun, did not concern him.

However, the next moment.

These four groups moved in a mysteriously coordinated manner.

Simultaneously, the four Captains' aura soared as their strength surged.

"A formation?" Xiao Yi's expression changed.

The squads became four formations.

The four Captains were continuously absorbing the Primordial Power of the dozens of their subordinates for their own use.

This was far from a simple case of one plus one equals two.

The purpose of a formation is to make one plus one equal three, even four.

Heavenly Flame Guards, being the strongest swords under the King's command.

It was not surprising they possessed formations.

Seconds later, the four Captains joined forces to attack.

Xiao Yi's brow furrowed tightly, and he struck out with his palm.

Slap, slap.

After several clashes of palms, Xiao Yi was actually forced back, clearly at a disadvantage.

At the same time, all four were conjuring a potent flame in their hands.

Heavenly Flame Guards, each one a master of fire control.

Several seconds later.

The four hurled their flames.

Xiao Yi's expression changed as the Frost Sword barely managed to block.

With a thunderous bang.

Xiao Yi was directly blasted away, violently spewing a mouthful of blood – clearly, he had sustained serious injuries.

"This is bad," Xiao Yi's face turned rather unsightly.

The situation had suddenly shifted.

And worse.

The seven peak warriors within the Ice Barrier had already broken the barrier and were free.

Duan Yun heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Today's affair can come to a close now."

"Xiao Yi is defeated."

"He has fought one after another, first defeating Mu Qingyun, Master Xue, and Blood River, then dueling with the Sect Master and myself."

"Finally, he forcibly trapped us and battled intensely with Elder Bai."

"With such continuous battles, his energy is greatly depleted, and he can no longer maintain his peak combat power."

"Defeat was only a matter of time."

"Hmph," the Sect Master scoffed coldly, "Defeat? I want him dead."

As the words fell.

The Sect Master, Master Xue, Blood River, along with Mu Qingyun, joined forces and advanced.

Xiao Yi, already engaged in an intense battle with the four vastly empowered Captains of the Heavenly Flame Guards, had no chance to defend himself.

The four suddenly appeared behind Xiao Yi, unleashing their full force.

A sword and three palms heavily bombarded Xiao Yi's back.

"Puh." Xiao Yi once again vomited blood and was directly sent flying.

By the time he steadied himself, his face was as pale as paper.

Clearly, he was gravely wounded.

"Despicable," Xiao Yi's face turned cold.

"Despicable?" Master Xue laughed coldly, "Weren't you arrogant just a moment ago?"

"Today, I want you dead."

The four united again, charging straight at Xiao Yi.

Meanwhile, the four Captains of the Heavenly Flame Guards stopped their attack, not because they wanted to spare Xiao Yi.

Rather, the flames they were condensing grew even more terrifyingly potent, apparently brewing an even more fearsome attack.

And Xiao Yi, besieged by the four from the Sect Master's party, had no way to stop them.

A minute later.

That flame had reached an exceedingly horrifying level.

At that moment, the four released the flames from their hands, hurling them towards Xiao Yi.

The Sect Master and the others quickly retreated.

The flames bombarded Xiao Yi directly, submerging him completely.

The Sect Master and his party sneered as they then approached the four Captains of the Heavenly Flame Guards and bowed slightly.

"This time, we are grateful for the assistance of the Heavenly Flame Guards."

The four Captains nodded, returning the gesture, "The Sect Master is too kind."

"The traitor Xiao Yi has been killed, and we should return to report to the King."

"Is that so?" Just then, an aged yet haughty voice echoed throughout the Sky-splitting Sword Sect.

A figure suddenly appeared from the sky.

A terrifying Sword Qi, as if tearing through the boundaries of space, struck straight towards them.

The Sword Qi flashed by.

The Fire Sea that had submerged Xiao Yi was instantaneously extinguished under the Sword Qi.

Revealing the extremely disheveled Xiao Yi within.

Xiao Yi, with not a trace of panic on his face, looked up at the figure in the sky and smiled faintly.

"Have you finally decided to show yourself?"

On the other side, Duan Yun and the others changed color, "Great Freedom Sword Dao?"

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Second update.