Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

"Right, you two, did you manage to find out where Zhu Bufan, who came with me, is now?" Turning her head to look at the two delicate maids, Huo Ling asked seriously.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ling, we sisters actually asked many servants as well, but nobody knows exactly who was arranged to serve Master Zhu Bufan. Besides, we are just lowly maids, we can't find out anything too in-depth, please forgive us, Miss." As they spoke, the two maids were about to kneel down, but seeing their appearance, Huo Ling hurriedly stopped them.

"It's not your fault, but he's not been seen in the arena either, nor has he come to find us. So where on earth has he gone?" A rare trace of worry crossed Huo Ling's beautiful face. Having not seen Zhu Bufan for a whole month, Huo Ling's worry deepened by the day.

"Damn it! What does it matter to me whether he appears or not? Why should I go looking for him? Forget it, I'm being so stupid!" Feeling her own worried mood, Huo Ling vigorously shook her head to cast those thoughts aside, then took big strides away from the arena, with the two maids quickly following Huo Ling's footsteps, fearing they might fall behind.

"I hate this!! Why?! Why did they have to kill my family?? I want to kill, kill them all, kill everything under the heavens!!" The roaring voice echoed again in the underground cave, with Zhu Bufan, controlled by resentment, once again lunging at Emperor Yan.

"Failed again? This hatred is too strong, isn't it?" Seeing Zhu Bufan lunging at him, Emperor Yan's complexion lost its usual frivolity, a trace of solemnity even flickering across his youthful face. With one stretch of his little hand, the Wutian Black Flame Long Sword reappeared in Emperor Yan's hand.

"Ghost Technique? Ghost Cry Sky Roar!"

The gloomy voice resonated, and blood-colored Sword Qi instantly transformed into a sky filled with vengeful souls pouncing towards Emperor Yan, an eerie and inexplicable scene, as if the blood-colored hell had been brought onto the human realm, with chilling Killing Intent and surging resentment alternately emerging.

"Another new technique? Just what kind of Swordsmanship is this, why is it so formidable?" Seeing the sky filled with resentment as if swallowing him whole, Emperor Yan furrowed his brows. Then, wielding the Wutian Black Flame Long Sword in hand, he stabbed at the void, countless Flame Sword Qi surged out like spikes, charging towards Zhu Bufan's eerie Vengeful Soul Sword Qi.

However, as soon as Emperor Yan's Wutian Black Flame Sword Qi was released, something surprising happened. Zhu Bufan's Sword Qi, akin to vengeful souls, upon meeting Emperor Yan's attack, immediately opened their mouths to devour, quickly consuming a large amount of Wutian Black Flame, and the inflated Sword Qi continued to fly towards Emperor Yan.

"So it turns out that this ability is actually devouring? What kind of Martial Arts is this that it can reach such an exaggerated level?" Watching the vengeful souls approach, Emperor Yan didn't even think to dodge. Sure enough, after advancing a short distance, the Vengeful Soul Sword Qi started to twist and contort.

"Although it can devour other's Primordial Qi, Wutian Black Flame isn't just any Primordial Qi transformation, thinking of devouring, you are still a bit too early for that," Emperor Yan coldly said, watching the twisting Vengeful Soul Sword Qi. As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of Vengeful Soul Sword Qi exploded into pitch-black waves of flames.

"Roar!! Evil Technique? Blood-colored Pan-Nie!"

The blood-colored Phoenix Sword Qi, like a real phoenix, was 'depicted' under Zhu Bufan's sword, a pair of sword wings burst out of the flames, soaring out just like a phoenix bathing in fire, hugging towards Emperor Yan.

"Not this move again!" Seeing the blood-colored Phoenix wings enfold towards himself, Emperor Yan's expression darkened immediately, a complete contrast to his usually bright and adorable demeanor, clearly having suffered from the Blood-colored Pan-Nie before.

"Here it comes!" As soon as the thought crossed Emperor Yan's mind, the originally slowly wrapping blood-colored Phoenix Wings suddenly became myriad Sword Qi piercing towards Emperor Yan's entire body, the dense Sword Qi leaving no gaps, sealing off all the enemy's retreat routes completely, a decisive strike.

"Ha!!"

With a loud shout, Wutian Black Flame surged from all around Emperor Yan's body, instantly shattering all the surrounding Sword Qi, but Emperor Yan's expression didn't relax at all because he knew this was just the prelude.

As expected, the shattered sword energy immediately regenerated in an instant. Not only that, but the scattering Sword Qi fragments also autonomously transformed into smaller Sword Qi, continuing to fly towards Emperor Yan, and no matter how many times the Sword Qi was shattered, it would regenerate like the immortal phoenix of Pan-Nie, incessantly enveloping Emperor Yan, a terror far beyond the Chenjiang Duanliu Break by many times or even more.

"It's just... endless!!"

Annoyed by the countless Sword Qi, Emperor Yan finally couldn't help but roar out loud, the powerful Wutian Black Flame burst like a bomb, shattering the enveloping wings of the blood-colored phoenix into dust, but instantly, the Primordial Qi turned into a blood mist and once again took on the form of a phoenix, hurtling straight towards Emperor Yan.

"The second layer of attack, really now, where did this idiot learn such a peculiar Martial Arts? Even I, facing him solely in terms of Martial Arts, am slightly at a disadvantage?" Seeing the blood-colored Sword Qi take the form of a phoenix in midair and dive towards him, shock filled Emperor Yan's heart, but the Wutian Black Flame Long Sword in his hand burned even more intensely.

"Chenjiang Duanliu Break? Overwhelming Sky Formation!"

The delicate childish voice carried a gravity beyond its years. A sweep of Emperor Yan's Flame Sword unleashed the Overwhelming Sky Formation like a monstrous wave, assaulting with layers upon layers of frenzied flames. This was countless times more dense than the Overwhelming Sky Formation used by Zhu Bufan, and far more powerful in force.

'Crackle crackle...'

The moment Emperor Yan's Chenjiang Duanliu Break collided with the Blood-colored Phoenix, the Phoenix crazily began to disintegrate under the relentless sword energy. Though it ceaselessly self-repaired, under Emperor Yan's incessant and flawless sword energy, the rate of collapse outpaced its regeneration, threatening to completely fall apart.

"Haahh!!"

"Here it comes!!" Hearing Zhu Bufan's bestial roar, Emperor Yan tensed up inside. Following that, the disintegrating Blood-colored Phoenix suddenly transformed. Countless fragments morphed into myriad tiny Phoenix Sword Qi, fiercely bombarding Emperor Yan's Chenjiang Duanliu Break. Despite its unity, the Break's strength gradually weakened after the third transformation, even though Zhu Bufan's Sword Qi faded ten times faster than Emperor Yan's.

"As expected, this three-stage attack martial art can freely adapt according to the opponent's moves. And this Emperor's Hatred seems to be the most suitable for this technique. Though there was another move capable of devouring Primordial Qi before, it obviously doesn't match up to Emperor's Hatred and doesn't qualify. No kidding! Who in the world created this martial art, enabling such long-term free transformation? And how can it correspond with the Soul Sword's attribute? How is this possible?" Watching as his Overwhelming Sky Formation was being gradually devoured, Emperor Yan felt his own inner turmoil rising like towering waves.

"Wave-Rolling Formation."

With a gentle flick of his Flame Sword, the surging flames and sword energy immediately morphed into a Water Dragon Pillar, as if swept up by a tornado. The swift transition, in just a fleeting moment, showcased Emperor Yan's terrifying proficiency with the Chenjiang Duanliu Break.

Once the Wave-Rolling Formation was activated, like a tornado, it scattered the numerous tiny Blood-colored Phoenixes. Finally, Zhu Bufan's mysterious martial art was completely deciphered by Emperor Yan, and Zhu Bufan once again revealed his true form within the blood mist.

After the dispersal of the blood mist, Zhu Bufan's figure was revealed anew. At this moment, his body was wrapped in intense Killing Intent and resentful rage. The Martial King Pattern, driven by Zhu Bufan, erupted with brilliant crimson light, illuminating him with a blood-soaked horror. His blood-red eyes radiated a fierce red glow akin to high-wattage lamps.

His hair, once tied up, was now loose and danced without wind behind him. Emperor Yan could vaguely see a blood-colored halo resembling a light ring, with nine sword-shaped pillars prominently visible. Beneath Zhu Bufan's feet, a Fire Lotus spun, lifting him into mid-air as he looked down upon Emperor Yan, who had been thwarted.

"How interesting, how very interesting! Hahahaha," Laughing upon seeing Zhu Bufan's stance, Emperor Yan, who had intended to use this opportunity to knock the long sword from Zhu Bufan's hand as before, suddenly burst out laughing, "Interesting indeed, if the Emperor wants to play, then I shall indulge you, you fool. Come, show me new techniques. Just two moves are far insufficient for the Emperor's enjoyment!"

"I hate!! I hate it!! Why!! Why did you have to kill them? Why? I just wanted to give them an ordinary life, so why did you relentlessly force me to this point?" Faced with Emperor Yan, whose interest had been piqued, Zhu Bufan began to speak incoherently, his Blood-colored Mist Long Sword raised high as an intense evil aura surged forth.

"Evil Technique? Blood-colored Pan-Nie!!"

Another blood-colored Phoenix manifested, but this Blood-colored Pan-Nie differed from before. With two swift slashes from Zhu Bufan, two Blood-colored Phoenixes rushed towards Emperor Yan from the left and right.

"This move has already been used many times, hasn't it? Do you still think it can affect this King?" Seeing the two phoenixes approaching, Emperor Yan's body erupted with astonishing fire waves. With a swing of his Flame Sword, he spoke, "Foolish, now witness another of the Emperor's ultimate skills, Devouring Demon Heavenly Dragon Break? Myriad Dragons Shock!"

With a slash through the void, the surrounding space began to violently fluctuate. Unlike an Earth Rank attack that could control space, this slash utilized a special force that vibrated the space beneath the sword. Consequently, the space around began to ripple like a calm lake surface disturbed by a thrown stone.

"Roarrr!!!"

A dragon-like roar suddenly surged from the oscillating space, and upon contact, the two Blood-colored Phoenixes were shaken into a form that could no longer reassemble. The rippling spatial waves rapidly approached Zhu Bufan. Sensing the danger, Zhu Bufan, without hesitation, retreated explosively using the Fire Lotus beneath his feet.

"Where do you think you're going!"

"Chenjiang Duanliu Break? Breaking Flow Formation!"

The moment Emperor Yan pursued with a light stomp, Zhu Bufan, who should have been retreating, suddenly stopped. Filled with resentful Killing Intent, Zhu Bufan fiercely struck down towards the chasing Emperor Yan with the Breaking Flow Formation.