Supreme of the Heavenly Realm

"Worthy of being the Netherworld Artifact of the Four Great Netherworld Emperors."

The Spirit Ghost Emperor's eyes sparkled. Such a treasure in the hands of Ye Xuan was truly a waste, and only someone of his cultivation was qualified to possess such a treasure.

Ye Xuan, at his level, wasn't fit to use a Netherworld Artifact.

"You'd better hand it over obediently to this Emperor!"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor grinned, waved his large hand, and another palm shrouded Ye Xuan.

"It's not impossible to give it to you."

Ye Xuan retreated several steps, then suddenly shifted his gaze and spoke.

"What?"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor and the Ghost Emperor were both somewhat surprised. Such a precious Netherworld Artifact, he agreed to surrender immediately without hesitation, which they couldn't believe.

However, they soon became furious.

Just as Ye Xuan finished speaking, he slashed at both of them with a sudden attack. Activating the deep power of the Heavenly Netherworld Blade, the blade aura couldn't kill them but bizarrely obliterated much of their vitality, especially catching the Ghost Emperor off guard, causing him to lose a large amount of vitality instantly.

At the same time, Ling Qianxue, Ao Wuxu, Huang Qinger, and Kun Wanyu all launched their long-prepared strikes.

Whoosh!

Taking advantage of the favorable situation, Ye Xuan activated the Void Sword, stepping onto its blade, and together with the others, broke through several wind walls and made their escape.

"You're courting death!"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor was furious, sending a palm strike towards Ye Xuan from afar. The terrifying gloomy palm force had no visible trajectory, slamming into Ye Xuan's back.

Bang!

The Xingtian Armor couldn't block this powerful palm force. Ye Xuan felt his internal organs shift instantly, bones fracturing in numerous places, as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood mixed with organ fragments, suffering unprecedented injuries, an attack that would be fatal to a typical Basic Sealing Emperor strong person.

"Huh, still not dead."

The Spirit Ghost Emperor pursued closely, surprised to see Ye Xuan still escaping rapidly. He was taken aback, then his face turned grim. This brat had an unexpectedly tenacious life.

"Let's see if you survive this."

The Spirit Ghost Emperor launched another palm strike at Ye Xuan's back.

Unable to dodge in time, Ye Xuan was like a ragdoll, crashing hard into the wall at the end of the passage, where the exit to the Third Level of Heaven loomed ahead.

Swish, swish, swish!

The others also stopped, all eyes on Ye Xuan, who was now in a dire state.

"Are you alright, Ye Xuan?"

Ao Wuxu knew Ye Xuan had withstood two attacks from the Soul Emperor, and clearly, defense was not Ye Xuan's strong suit. Having been hit repeatedly, his body was likely at its limit.

"Temporarily fine."

Having suffered critical injuries three times in succession, Ye Xuan felt his life force rapidly draining. The Spirit Ghost Emperor's attacks had a soul-devouring effect, consuming life, proving extremely troublesome.

With tremendous will, he forced himself to stay upright and continued to move forward.

"Impossible!"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor and Ghost Emperor were both shocked.

They were not ordinary Sealing Emperor strong people but Netherworld people Sealing Emperor strong individuals, especially the Spirit Ghost Emperor, a leader among the Netherworld people, reaching Advanced Sealing Emperor level strength. Such profound cultivation was exceptionally rare across the Ancient World. His attacks were unsurvivable even to typical Sealing Emperor strong individuals, yet Ye Xuan, with only Sixth Grade Martial Saint cultivation, survived.

"If we join forces and fight with all our strength, I refuse to believe we can't handle these Netherworld people."

Ao Wuxu paused. Running might not be the best solution; better to turn and fight, settling the score with the Spirit Ghost Emperor.

"Fools seeking death want to take me down with numbers?"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor seemed to disregard the others, his gaze fixed on the Heavenly Netherworld Blade in Ye Xuan's hand.

"Dragon Roar Across the Nine Heavens!"

"Phoenix Reversal Fire!"

"Kunpeng Thousand Expansions!"

All three, Ao Wuxu, wielding their ultimate skills, created quite the imposing spectacle.

"Hold them off for me!"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor signaled the Ghost Emperor and the black-robed elder to hold off the others, while he flashed forward, closing in on Ye Xuan once more.

With the Ghost Emperor and the black-robed elder's cultivation at Intermediate Sealing Emperor level, the Spirit Ghost Emperor, being an Advanced Sealing Emperor and a Netherworld person, was exceedingly difficult to handle.

Even though the opponent brought only the Ghost Emperor and the black-robed elder, the two had no problem tangling with Ao Wuxu, Huang Qinger, and Kun Wanyu.

The Ghost Emperor and the black-robed elder's strength and cultivation were nearly equivalent to Ao Wuxu, Huang Qinger, and Kun Wanyu, but within the Netherworld Ghost Cave, it was home ground for the Netherworld people. Even if fighting two against three, losing was not an option, and they seemed to manage effortlessly.

While others tangled with each other, the Spirit Ghost Emperor moved unobstructed, even when Ling Qianxue charged at him, the result was her being flicked away.

"The power of the Martial Arts Primordial Spirit can't be used."

Ye Xuan frowned. The Martial Arts Primordial Spirit, having slain four Emperor Level Spiritual Bodies, had returned to dormancy, and it would take time to recover. Even in dangerous situations, the Martial Arts Primordial Spirit's power likely wouldn't activate again.

"Die!"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor relentlessly pursued Ye Xuan. As for the others, they were left behind, but the two treasures on Ye Xuan, the Heavenly Netherworld Blade, and the Heavenly Emperor Netherworld Stone, he must obtain.

With a loud shout, the Spirit Ghost Emperor radiated black light, executing a fatal move. The violent black air currents scraped a thick layer from the once-impregnable passage walls, finally slamming into Ye Xuan's back.

At this moment, much of Ye Xuan's internal organs were shattered, even the Xingtian Armor couldn't protect him, his meridians severed, bones mostly broken, impossibly difficult to even walk, yet Ye Xuan managed swift flight, exceeding his previous speed, as if unleashing his last life force.

"What an abnormal kid!"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor's face darkened, surprised that Ye Xuan hadn't died even from this. Was this kid made of iron?

A part of Ye Xuan's back caved in, with broken Xingtian girders piercing his organs, the Heaven Armor creaked ominously as if ready to shatter at any moment. With a guttural growl, Ye Xuan swallowed the blood that surged into his mouth. Not a breath could be wasted at this moment; as for the Spirit Ghost Emperor, he must kill him, but first, he needed to find a place to recover from his injuries.

"Divine Art, Holy Sun Heavenly Light!"

Just before the Spirit Ghost Emperor caught up, Ye Xuan abruptly turned around, his eyes bursting with astonishing white light. At that moment, the whole world seemed to turn white, an intense glare spreading out, blinding the Spirit Ghost Emperor instantly.

"What?"

The Spirit Ghost Emperor was forced to shut his eyes, and when he opened them again, Ye Xuan had vanished.