Chapter 483: Chapter 265: Slay

’This can’t go on!’ Song Yushao grew more alarmed the longer they fought.

They had exchanged over a hundred moves, and his strength was already beginning to fail. But Xu Yang, bolstered by both the Unmoving Bright King Body and the Golden Gang Skill, seemed to have an inexhaustible wellspring of physical power. He was like a tireless monster, his aura only growing more formidable.

He was already feeling his body overheat from circulating his Gang Yuan at such a frantic pace. Yet Xu Yang remained as placid as a still well, each of his movements measured and composed.

’I have to kill him today!’

Xu Yang’s talent terrified Song Yushao.

If word of such talent got out, plenty of people would be willing to trample over the Song Family to curry favor with Xu Yang. Even the higher-ups of the Purple Sun Sect might move against the Songs for his sake.

His ancestors may have been disciples of the Purple Sun Sect, but they were just ancestors. In the face of such a dazzling genius, that little bit of ancestral protection meant nothing.

If he didn’t kill Xu Yang today, the Song Family would have two choices: either abandon their legacy and flee, or wait for Xu Yang to consolidate his power for a while before he returned to annihilate them all.

And it wouldn’t take long. With the talent Xu Yang had displayed, he could easily crush and kill him in a year, maybe even half a year.

At this thought, Song Yushao made his decision.

BOOM!

A vast aura erupted from his body, his disheveled hair whipping wildly in the wind.

Song Yushao circulated his Gang Yuan, drawing upon the Power of Heaven and Earth around him. Behind him, his Martial Dao Imagery swelled into a towering, cataclysmic wave.

A grave expression crossed his face. He knew the technique he was about to use was a desperate gamble; one misstep and he, too, would be utterly destroyed.

’It’s all that idiot Song Shirong’s fault!’ Song Yushao raged internally.

He hadn’t even known about the affair between Xu Yang and the Song Family at first. It was only after Song Shixian took the Jade Water Saber to kill Xu Yang and subsequently vanished that Song Shirong had finally told him everything.

All this, for a spoiled brat like Song Wenxuan, had brought disaster upon the Song Family and dragged him into a fight to the death with Xu Yang. He wished he could kill the Patriarch, Song Shirong, himself.

If it weren’t for Song Shirong, how could the Song Family possibly have provoked someone like Xu Yang?

"This ends now!"

Song Yushao roared, brandishing his longsword. His Sword Intent exploded, and with a tremendous RUMBLE, the Martial Dao Imagery behind him surged toward Xu Yang.

Canglang Sword Technique—Boundless Ocean!

This was the ultimate technique of the Canglang Sword Technique, its most powerful strike, and a move of pure desperation. It used the entirety of one’s Martial Dao Imagery to annihilate the enemy.

In a way, a Martial Dao Imagery was the physical manifestation of a Martial Artist’s will and Heart Spirit. Therefore, to use it to attack an enemy was to engage them in a direct clash of will and Heart Spirit.

This kind of confrontation was the most perilous; any injury sustained would be completely incurable.

But after such a long and grueling battle, he still hadn’t been able to overcome Xu Yang. Aside from the powerful Heart Spirit he had cultivated over many years in the Celestial Essence Realm, he had no other method that could surpass Xu Yang’s. His only choice was to take this desperate gamble and try to crush Xu Yang with his Martial Dao Imagery.

The sword light soared into the sky as the Martial Dao Imagery unleashed an immense pressure, surging forward like an entire ocean. The earth trembled, and stones shattered.

The Power of Heaven and Earth erupted. A sharp beam of sword light tore through the air, and the entirety of Yunxi Villa began to shake. Countless buildings collapsed from the tremors.

’This old geezer is going all out.’

Xu Yang’s heart tensed. He felt the sheer power of this technique, and the Bright King Image behind him immediately dissipated.

"Are you scared?"

Song Yushao shrieked, thinking Xu Yang had retracted his Bright King Image because he was afraid of being crushed by the Martial Dao Imagery.

"Scared?" A crimson light surged in Xu Yang’s eyes, which now glinted with a chilling, palpable killing intent.

BOOM!

The next moment, a sharp Sword Intent burst from his body, so palpable it was nearly solid, and cleaved through the oppressive pressure bearing down on him.

"What?"

Song Yushao’s pupils contracted violently. He felt a terrifyingly sharp Sword Intent fill the air, making him feel as if his body were about to split apart. It was like having needles pressed against his back.

Then, the void behind Xu Yang twisted. A Blood Prison, roiling with a sea of blood, manifested with a terrifying pressure. Its aura of utter annihilation swept over everything.

"The Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture at the Great Success Realm!" Song Yushao gasped, instantly recognizing the Martial Technique.

This was a Cultivation Technique that demanded extremely high Comprehension. Countless people in the Purple Sun Sect had attempted to cultivate it, but those who even reached the Entry Level were as rare as a phoenix’s feather. Even some Elder Level figures had to give up after years of failing to make any progress.

He had only ever seen the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture at the Great Success Realm in one other person: the Peak Master of Li Fire Peak.

Other than the Peak Master of Li Fire Peak, no one else in the entire Purple Sun Sect had brought the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture to the Great Success Realm. Yet Xu Yang had actually cultivated this Supreme Technique to such a level.

Although the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture at the Great Success Realm had not yet reached the level of Severing Illusion, capable of slaying both body and soul, it already possessed some of its unfathomable power.

"Damn it!" Song Yushao’s hair stood on end. He knew just how terrifying the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture was, and the thought of retreating immediately sprang to his mind.

With Xu Yang possessing the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture at the Great Success Realm, his own chances of killing him were practically zero. If he wasn’t smart enough to back down now, he would almost certainly be the one to die.

But just as the thought of retreating arose, a golden blade of light shot into the sky, streaking like a bolt of silk toward the beam of sword light.

BOOM!

The blade of light tore through the air, slashing out with a sharp, tyrannical aura that seemed unstoppable, as if it could split the heavens and sunder the earth.

This strike was irresistibly sharp, carrying an earth-shattering momentum.

PSSSH!

The onrushing Martial Dao Imagery was instantly sliced open. It collapsed with a RUMBLE, more than half of it dissipating completely.

An involuntary grunt escaped Song Yushao’s lips. He felt a searing, tearing pain in his Heart Spirit, as if it were being ripped apart.

With the force of a landslide, the sharp edge of the blade continued onward, slicing into the thick beam of sword light.

Unlike before, there was no earth-shattering crash. With just a PSSH, the irresistibly sharp edge of the blade severed the beam of sword light completely.

Song Yushao’s face was deathly pale. He had tried to crush Xu Yang with his Heart Spirit, but when his Martial Dao Imagery was broken, his own Heart Spirit suffered a devastating blow. He felt a splitting headache.

The blade of light swept onward, striking heavily against his Protective Gang Yuan.

BANG!

The Protective Gang Yuan, woven from light and the Power of Heaven and Earth, exploded violently. The sharp Sword Intent burst forth, and Song Yushao, feeling as if he’d been struck by lightning, was sent flying as blood sprayed into the air.

"AHH!"

A shrill scream echoed as Song Yushao was flung backward. A hideous wound stretched from his shoulder all the way to his ribs, deep enough to reveal the jade-like luster of his bones.

Pain twisted Song Yushao’s features. His face was a mask of disbelief. He had been grievously wounded. After their long battle, Xu Yang had suddenly unleashed the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture at the Great Success Realm and injured him so severely in a single blow.

He was like a cold, sinister viper that had only just now bared its vicious fangs to deliver the fatal strike.

"The Ancestor is injured!"

Song Shirong and the others had just arrived outside Yunxi Villa when they heard Song Yushao’s scream, and their expressions changed drastically.

Song Yushao’s voice was filled with such agony that his injuries were clearly severe. Otherwise, with the willpower of a Celestial Essence Martial Artist, an ordinary wound wouldn’t have made him scream.

"Hurry! Nothing can happen to the Ancestor!"

Song Shirong roared, abandoning the others and rushing into Yunxi Villa like a madman.

Song Yushao was the pillar supporting the entire Song Family. If something happened to him, the family would be devoured by the other great clans in an instant.

"Flee!"

Song Yushao didn’t hesitate. Not even bothering to staunch the bleeding from his hideous wound, he spun around in mid-air. His Gang Yuan drew upon the Power of Heaven and Earth, and his figure shot into the sky.

He couldn’t kill Xu Yang at his peak, much less now that he was grievously injured. To continue fighting was a death sentence. Xu Yang’s talent was far more terrifying than he had ever imagined; only a Martial Artist at the Celestial Essence Second Layer could possibly match him.

Song Yushao fled like a panicked stray. That last strike had scared him witless. As for the Song Family being annihilated by Xu Yang in the future? He couldn’t care less. As long as he escaped, he would immediately leave Cyan Yang City and find somewhere to hide.

He was only a little over a hundred years old and still had nearly a century of life left. He didn’t want to die here.

"You think you can run?" Xu Yang roared.

He had held back his Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture precisely for this moment.

Song Yushao had first fought the Crimson Flame Tiger and was already injured. Then, after a long and grueling battle, his Gang Yuan was depleted. Now, grievously wounded on top of it all, his speed had been drastically reduced.

Xu Yang’s killing intent surged. He poured his Gang Yuan into the Jade Water Saber like a bursting flood, and with a raise of his hand, he unleashed a golden beam of Sword Qi.

BOOM!

The Sword Qi tore through the air like a clap of thunder. Carrying an indomitable and piercing Sword Intent, it slammed into Song Yushao’s back in an instant.

BANG!

Song Yushao convulsed as if struck by lightning. The Sword Qi and his Protective Gang Yuan exploded simultaneously, sending a fresh spray of blood into the air.

"AHH!"

The scream was ear-splitting. Pain caused Song Yushao’s vision to go black. The sharp Sword Qi invaded his body, feeling like thousands of tiny knives carving him up from the inside.

His back was a mangled ruin of flesh and blood, exposing his jade-like bones and a spine that resembled a great dragon.

He could no longer maintain his ascent. Trailing blood, he plummeted from the sky.

"Ancestor..."

Song Shirong’s eyes looked ready to burst from their sockets, and his voice was shrill with despair. He had just rushed over in time to see the horrifying sight of Song Yushao nearly being cut in half at the waist.

The Stabilizing Needle of his Song Family, their great pillar of support, was now beaten to within an inch of his life. He had even lost the ability to fly, falling powerlessly from the sky.

Song Shirong felt as if the sky itself had collapsed, his heart filled with terror.

BOOM!

The next moment, he saw a supremely domineering figure, wreathed in golden light, shoot into the sky. Emitting an immense aura and trailing a Blood Prison behind him, his sharp Sword Intent seemed poised to sunder the heavens.

"Xu Yang, spare me!" Song Yushao shrieked, begging for his life. "Spare me, and the Song Family will be yours to command!"

He didn’t want to die; he hadn’t lived long enough. The dignity of a Celestial Essence Martial Artist was nothing in the face of death.

"Xu Yang?"

Song Shirong’s face went deathly pale, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Only then did he remember that Xu Yang cultivated the Golden Gang Qi, which matched the figure about to kill Song Yushao.

’Xu Yang broke through to the Celestial Essence Realm and suppressed Yushao Ancestor? He beat him so badly that Yushao Ancestor is begging for his life?’ Song Shirong’s face was a mask of utter disbelief.

The country bumpkin he had once looked down upon had actually forced the pillar of his Song Family to beg for mercy. He had brought a cataclysmic disaster upon his own family.

In that moment, Song Shirong was filled with bone-deep regret. He regretted taking his anger over his beloved son Song Wenxuan’s death out on the uninvolved Xu Yang, provoking such a genius and bringing this calamity upon the Song Family.

"Xu Yang, spare my ancestor! The Song Family will agree to any demand!" he couldn’t help but shout, willing to pay any price to save Yushao Ancestor and the Song Family.

If this matter wasn’t resolved, the annihilation of the entire Song Family was imminent. Even if some of their bloodline survived, they would be reduced to the lowest dregs of society, never to reclaim their former glory.

"I’ll only be at ease when you’re dead!"

Xu Yang’s voice was laced with ice, his gaze frigid as he stared at the pleading Song Yushao.

The once-magnificent Celestial Essence Ancestor of the Song Family was now just a panicked, ashen-faced man, his eyes filled with a desperate desire to live.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he swung the Jade Water Saber, which flashed like a cold glint of light across Song Yushao’s neck.

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