Soul Emperor Martial God

"You... you can't kill me..." Bai Mohan was frantically howling.

"I... I concede."

Bai Mohan was shouting loudly.

His gaze turned to the 27 judges outside the barrier.

Unfortunately, his voice did not carry out.

The 27 judges outside were merely watching this side with a look of horror on their faces.

The barrier was transparent.

They couldn't hear any sound from inside, but they could see everything that was happening.

From the start of the combat, to now, their expressions changed continuously.

They saw Jin Bupo and the others consume the Black Sea Essence.

They saw Jin Bupo and others join forces to besiege Xiao Yi.

They also saw Xiao Yi single-handedly kill all 25 people.

How could one describe such a supreme monster, young yet possessing such combat power?

Of course, no matter how their expressions changed, they were unable to affect any changes within the barrier.

Inside the barrier.

"Hehe." Xiao Yi was laughing viciously with satisfaction.

Step by step, he approached Bai Mohan.

He had long understood the function and power of the Heavenly Flame Formation.

Bai Mohan previously thought he could outsmart him by using the time to allow the Heavenly Flame Formation to take shape.

Little did he know, Xiao Yi was also waiting.

The completion of the Heavenly Flame Formation was nothing but Bai Mohan digging his own grave, marking a place of certain death for himself.

Xiao Yi swung a streak of Sword Qi from his hand.

"Spurt." Bai Mohan was hit by the Sword Qi and vomited blood as he was struck and violently injured in an instant.

"Die." Xiao Yi's voice became cold and indifferent.

The second Sword Qi would directly end Bai Mohan's life.

However, at that very moment.

A figure from afar, flying at an extremely terrifying speed, leaped over.

Before the person arrived, a terrifying Cold Frost aura instantly struck.

With a hiss,

The Cold Frost aura pierced directly through the barrier, shattered Xiao Yi's Sword Qi, and even blasted Xiao Yi away.

"Spurt." Xiao Yi violently spat out a mouthful of blood, and his icy gaze turned to the outside of the barrier.

"Ice Shadowless."

Xiao Yi's expression turned solemn and anxious.

"Elder, save me." Bai Mohan seemed to see a lifesaver and roared while quickly fleeing.

"Thinking of escaping?" Xiao Yi's expression was ferocious, he gritted his teeth and attacked with his sword.

Yet, the power and speed of Ice Shadowless, a Late-stage Earth Extreme Martial Artist, were too terrifying.

"Disperse." Ice Shadowless simply issued a light command.

The entire barrier, instantly dissipated.

The Heavenly Flame Formation also vanished at that moment.

"Kid, you're seeking death." Ice Shadowless's gaze turned towards the 25 bodies floating on the sea surface.

Among them were two Heavenly Talents from his Ice Martial Kingdom.

They were the leaders of the Mystic Ice Saint Sect and Ice Martial Sect's two teams, respectively.

"Elder." Bai Mohan had already escaped to Ice Shadowless's front.

"Xiao Yi is extremely cruel, and murderous by nature."

"A total of 25 teams died miserably under his sword."

"Elder must seek justice for us."

"Bastard, I want your life." Ice Shadowless was extremely furious.

"Ice Shadowless, calm your anger." The 27 judges instantly descended from the high skies.

Ice Shadowless's angry gaze fixed on the 27 judges.

"Step aside for this old man."

"As judges of the Demon Hunting Hall, not only did you fail to protect the participating Heavenly Talents, but you also let them die miserably."

"And now you still have the face to stop this old man?"

"I will settle this matter with you later, get out of my way."

The 27 judges did not step aside, but instead spoke in a grave tone, "Ice Shadowless, this second round of competition allowed for killing and contesting."

"The rules for the first two rounds of the East Sea Festival were also set jointly by you 32 leaders."

"What does this have to do with us?"

"Rubbish." Ice Shadowless angrily said, "The rules state, if a team is defeated, they may declare their own defeat."

"Don't tell me that Han Ming and the others didn't cry out their concessions before they died."

"That is indeed the case." the 27 judges said.

"25, no, 26 teams, united here to set up..."

27 judges hadn't finished speaking.

Beside them, Bai Mohan shouted loudly, "Judges of the Demon Hunting Hall, I implore you to make a fair and just decision on this matter."

"As judges, having watched participating heavenly talents die horribly, you have already failed in your duty."

"And now, are you still looking for other excuses?"

The 27 judges frowned and said, "Young Master Bai Mohan, please allow us to finish."

"What's there left to say?" Bai Mohan retorted coldly.

"Two heavenly talents from the Ice Martial Kingdom have perished here, that is the fact."

"What use is there in talking about reasons?"

"From 16 kingdoms, no fewer than 25 heavenly talents, including the Eldest Prince of the Heavenly Gold Kingdom, the future King of the Heavenly Gold Kingdom, all perished here."

"Given the severity of this incident, I wonder whether you can bear the consequences."

After speaking, Bai Mohan turned to look at Bing Wuying.

"Commander Bing Wuying, you must uphold justice in this matter."

"Xiao Yi, a man with a nature of slaughter, deserves to be executed by everyone."

"I beseech you, senior, to avenge those heavenly talents who have died."

With that, Bai Mohan bowed deeply, his face filled with righteous indignation.

"Commander Bing Wuying, this matter..." the 27 judges hurriedly tried to say something.

"D*mmit, get away from me!" Bing Wuying was already burning with rage.

His gaze gradually shifted from the bodies of Han Ming and the other person.

He turned to look elsewhere.

There lay the bodies of hundreds of martial artists.

Lin Jin and the others had already slain every one of those warriors.

"All of my kingdom's heavenly talents have died," Bing Wuying uttered through gritted teeth, his voice cold.

The Mystic Ice Saint Sect, including Han Ming, the most outstanding young disciples of this generation, all dead.

Notice the Ice Martial Sect, the most outstanding young disciples of this generation, all dead.

Bing Wuying's fury could no longer be contained.

"Commander Bing Wuying, you cannot just listen to one side of the story," the 27 judges hastily spoke, quickly explaining the situation.

Including that Bai Mohan had set up a formation.

Including how 25 teams had banded together to lay an ambush here, attacking the disciples of the Sword Sect.

"When everyone's already dead, what difference do more reasons make?" Bing Wuying voiced hatefully.

"All I know is that the heavenly talents from both of the Ice Martial Kingdom's Martial Arts Holy Lands are dead."

"Today, Xiao Yi and everyone from the Sword Sect, not a single one will be allowed to live."

"Commander Bing Wuying, you..." the colors drained from the faces of the 27 Demon Hunting Team judges.

Bing Wuying's icy gaze swept over Xiao Yi and the others.

Xiao Yi and his companions showed no change in expression.

They had anticipated this.

Lin Jin, Qin Feiyang, Tie Niu, Liu Yanran, and the four others.

Ling Yu, Zhong Wuyou, Bai Bingxue, and the multitude of Sword Sect disciples.

They all knew what Xiao Yi meant by his previous statement.

"Some things, the cost must be borne by myself."

They already understood that Xiao Yi's killing these team-leading heavenly talents would bring a lot of trouble, even revenge.

Thus they said, "The cost, we'll bear it together."

So, they had cleanly killed those hundreds from the 25 teams who had sought Xiao Yi's life.

"Heh." Lin Jin and the others let out a slight smirk.

"Heh." Xiao Yi looked at them, sharing a knowing smile.

Everyone remembered, back during the East Desolate Beast Tide in Northern Mountain County, they had fought side by side in the same way.

Xiao Yi naturally remembered too.

And he had been prepared all along to make the final outcome just like back then.

To take it all upon himself, to deal with it.

"Bing Wuying, stand aside," Xiao Yi said coldly, looking at Bing Wuying.

"Today, Bai Mohan must die."

"Anyone who impedes me, dies!"

"What a big talker," Bing Wuying sneered coldly.

"If you won't stand aside, then all of you will die together," Xiao Yi's eyes surged with a terrifying killing intent.

A translucent Ice Crystal Jade Bottle appeared in his hand.

The drop of Black Sea Essence inside it was instantly consumed by him.

A terrifying aura erupted suddenly from his body.

"Bing Wuying, Late Earth Extreme Realm, is it?" Xiao Yi said with a cold smirk at the corner of his mouth.

"Killing a commander must be much more serious than wiping out all the martial artists from these 25 teams, right?"

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The first update.