Soul Emperor Martial God

"Mr. Mo Han, why bother wasting words with them?" Jin Bupo said somberly.

"Xiao Yi, this boy, daring to kill the Heavenly Gold Guards, has insulted the reputation of the Heavenly Gold Kingdom."

"In the past, the Sky-splitting Sword Maiden even inflicted a serious injury on one of the martial arts powerhouses of my Heavenly Gold Kingdom, whose injuries never fully healed."

"New hatred and old grudges, today they shall pay with their blood for their debts."

"Indeed," Han Ming also stared coldly at Xiao Yi.

"Half a year ago, he brazenly killed the Grand Guardian of the Ice Martial Kingdom in front of everyone."

"And my brother, Han Cang, though not slain by you, died because of you."

"Today I will take your life first, and as for those scumbags and that Purple Winged Eagle, I won't spare them either."

Bai Mohan furrowed his brows, a fleeting look of disdain passing through his eyes.

In his view, if it weren't for Xiao Yi repeatedly foiling his plans.

He would have refined enough Blood Intent Pills by now, his cultivation would have greatly increased, and by this time he would already be a Supreme Genius far above the likes of Bing Wujiang and Jin Bupo.

Fame, power, strength—he would have had it all.

How could he have come to almost lose everything, only being able to join forces with these factions.

In Bai Mohan's eyes, he had always held these faction members in utmost contempt.

Of course, he had now received the inheritance of the Heavenly Flame Formation Master.

At this moment, he was also in control of the Heavenly Flame Great Formation.

The Bai Mohan who was once invincible and awe-inspiring had returned.

That sensation of looking down on everything, as if he controlled all, made him exceedingly complacent.

"Xiao Yi, will you make it easy for yourself, or do we have to do it ourselves?" Bai Mohan coldly said.

Xiao Yi was just about to say something.

But the person who had been silent behind him spoke first.

"Brother Mo Han, is this really you?"

The speaker was Ling Yu.

"Ling Yu?" In Bai Mohan's chilling gaze, it was as if he was looking at a stranger.

Ling Yu's expression was extremely complex as he stared straight at Bai Mohan.

"Brother Mo Han, as fellow disciples of the Sword Sect, why must you do this?"

"Do you have some kind of difficulty?"

Ling Yu's voice carried a low tone, as well as hesitation.

"What difficulty?" Bai Mohan scoffed coldly, "Ling Yu, should I call you foolish or naive?"

"In such a situation, is there really any need for me to explain?"

Ling Yu's footsteps suddenly seemed to float.

"Why?" His eyes held disbelief.

"The Brother Mo Han I know wasn't like this."

"The Brother Mo Han I know was always humble, respected the sect, and treated fellow disciples like me extremely well."

"When Ling Yu first met Brother Mo Han, I was only 8 years old."

"Brother Mo Han taught Ling Yu swordsmanship, guided my cultivation, and even took me out for experiences."

"Whatever Ling Yu wanted to do, Brother Mo Han would agree to; whatever Ling Yu wished for, Brother Mo Han would get for me no matter what."

"Ling Yu..."

"Enough," Bai Mohan suddenly yelled coldly, "You idiot, shut your mouth."

"When you were young, you had already awakened the Star Shadow Sword Soul."

"Among all manner of souls, the sword-type soul is the most powerful."

"Not to mention your Star Shadow Sword, which is the Blue Peak, the highest rank below purple."

"Of course, I had to be good to you, of course, I had to cultivate you."

"But what did you do?"

"How many times did you disappoint me?"

Ling Yu's footsteps suddenly stumbled.

But his head was always held high, looking towards Bai Mohan, as if unwilling to let his gaze leave Bai Mohan for even a moment.

"Brother Mo Han, when have I ever disappointed you?" asked Ling Yu.

"What do you think." Bai Mohan suddenly burned with rage.

"At the Sect's grand competition, the Second Elder wanted you to go all out and defeat Xiao Yi."

"What did you do? Put on airs of arrogance, unwilling to fight again."

"If Xiao Yi had been defeated by you back then, how could he have joined the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, and how would today's events have come to pass?"

"How could I, Bai Mohan, have fallen to this state today?"

"I sent you to the East Six Counties to assist the Thousand Heroes Sect on my behalf, and to retrieve something for me."

"Who could have thought, you'd be so useless, not only failing to help the Thousand Heroes Sect."

"But also let Xiao Yi snatch away a large number of Blood Intent Pills that the Thousand Heroes Sect had refined for me."

"And because of this, he followed the trail and uncovered everything."

"If I knew back then how useless you were, why would I have wasted my time on trash like you."

Ling Yu gave a bitter laugh, "Disciples of the Sword Sect, have always been proud."

"On that day, Xiao Yi's cultivation was far inferior to mine, how could I use my full strength?"

"That day, I thought, 'If Brother Mo Han were in my place, he would certainly do the same.'"

"If I abused my powers, Brother Mo Han would blame me for tarnishing the sect's reputation, right?"

"It turns out that Ling Yu misunderstood, Ling Yu was wrong."

"As for the Blood Intent Pills, I never thought Brother Mo Han would refine such evil things."

"Even when everyone said the person behind the scenes was Brother Mo Han, even when all evidence pointed to Brother Mo Han."

"Ling Yu just wouldn't believe it."

"Now it appears, Ling Yu was wrong again, so utterly wrong."

"Fool, you're just realizing it now?" Bai Mohan sneered sardonically.

"Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish."

"All beings under heaven are but ants beneath my feet."

"You've disappointed me, so you must die too."

Laughing wretchedly, Ling Yu pleaded, "Brother Mo Han, for the sake of our past friendship, could you please stop today?"

"Stand down? Hahaha." Bai Mohan laughed uproariously to the sky.

"If it was a few minutes ago, I might have agreed to your request."

"But now, it's too late."

As he spoke, Bai Mohan turned to Xiao Yi, "Xiao Yi, you've always been exceptional in intellect, yet you've been tricked again."

"Do you think I've been talking nonsense with you all this time for no reason?"

"That Double-horned Demon Python was the source of the Great Formation's power."

"The Demon Essence of that fierce beast, the Double-horned Demon Python, is immensely vast and could not be fully absorbed by the Heavenly Flame Formation in a short time."

"If you had discovered this sooner, you might have been able to break the Formation in time."

Bai Mohan sneered, "Now, the Demon Essence of the Double-horned Demon Python has already been exhausted by the Heavenly Flame Formation."

"At this moment, the Heavenly Flame Formation is operating at its peak."

"Even I, as the Formation Setter, cannot dissipate the Great Formation."

"That is to say, until the power of the Great Formation is exhausted and it vanishes on its own, no one can leave."

"Today, you will undoubtedly die."

Bai Mohan said so much only to buy time, to allow the power of the Heavenly Flame Formation to reach its zenith.

"Spit." Ling Yu suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

It was the blood of his heart.

His complexion became extremely pale; even his previously fierce eyes turned vacant and lifeless.

His body weakened and collapsed in an instant.

"Ling Yu." The people from the Sword Sect were shocked.

Xiao Yi quickly supported him.

In Ling Yu's heart, Bai Mohan had always been a perfectly caring and loving senior brother.

That plea was his last shred of illusory hope.

Now, with all his thoughts and hopes shattered in an instant.

He simply couldn't bear it and even developed a Heart Demon.

"Ling Yu," Xiao Yi called out sharply.

"Tell me, who bestowed upon you this Cultivation?"

"The Sect Master? No."

"Your martial arts knowledge, your Star Shadow Formation, your Martial Techniques, your Cultivation Techniques, all are inherited from generations of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect."

Xiao Yi's voice grew increasingly assertive as he placed his finger on Ling Yu's chest.

"Now tell me, where did your Sword Heart come from?"

"Did Bai Mohan give it to you? No."

"It's the belief and the legacy of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect that have been upheld through the ages."

"Without the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, there would be no Sect Master, no Bai Mohan, and there would be no Ling Yu as you are today."

"Sword Dao Practitioners are the purest and also the most susceptible to cultivating Heart Demons."

"I can only guide you; to vanquish the Heart Demon relies on the power of the Star Shadow Sword within your heart."

"Will you let your Sword Heart be tainted and fall, or will you awaken and see clearly?"

Xiao Yi withdrew his finger and said no more.

However, a few seconds later, Ling Yu's eyes suddenly shone with light, regaining their former sharpness.

His pale face regained its healthy color.

His energy burst forth all at once.

His Five-layered Cultivation broke through to the Heavenly Origin Sixth Layer.

Xiao Yi smiled knowingly, "To come to a realization so quickly, this is the Ling Yu of the Star Shadow Sword that I know."

"Ling Yu, you're such an idiot," Zhong Wuyou said disdainfully.

"Bai Mohan, that scoundrel, was clearly trying to trap you in a Heart Demon to break our formation."

"With that, he could eliminate us all with minimal effort."

"Thankfully, you're only foolish, not beyond redemption."

Ling Yu gave a bitter smile and remained silent.

On the other side, Bai Mohan and his people sneered.

"He has recovered so quickly, no matter, the Heavenly Flame Formation is now complete."

"Today you are doomed to die, attack."

Bai Mohan waved his hand, and all 25 teams prepared to make their move.

Xiao Yi quickly glanced at everyone and laughed, "Honestly, the Formation is not bad, but the Formation Setter is too weak."

"To break this Formation, I'll easily carve out a path."

"I'll send you all out first."

"No, we'll stay," the crowd quickly shook their heads.

Xiao Yi frowned, "Don't waste time; they're just a bunch of chickens and dogs, I can handle them alone."

"Some things, some prices, I must bear them myself."

The crowd's expression changed.

Zhong Wuyou coldly said, "Xiao Yi, we know what you're trying to do."

"But, on their side, there are hundreds of people, too many rabble."

"Some rabble aren't worth your effort, let alone your retaliation, leave them to us."

"This... okay then." Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment but ultimately nodded.

The next second, Xiao Yi's gaze turned to Bai Mohan and his group.

"Bai Mohan, you've been waiting for the Heavenly Flame Formation to be complete."

"So have I."

"Do you really think I've never heard of the Heavenly Flame Formation and am unaware of its function and power?"

Xiao Yi suddenly laughed, a laugh so diabolical it could only belong to a demon.

Beneath the sinister smile lay a long-suppressed outburst and exhilaration.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

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Third update.