Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

Chapter 452: Another One Wimps Out

"AHH—"

Bai Changsong let out a miserable scream, but Ye Tianling simply unleashed a brutal, killing intent. He drove his Samadhi True Fire and Karmic Fire into a complete frenzy, fiercely incinerating Bai Changsong’s Soul Qi.

Bai Changsong’s Soul Qi exploded, scattering in all directions. His technique was nearly identical to Xi Junchang’s; he immediately used Soul Slash, trying to escape!

"ROAR—"

Ye Tianling’s body shuddered. His Samadhi True Fire Void Soul manifested, and he unleashed the Taotie Devouring Heaven Divine Skill in its entirety.

Combining it with the Devouring Technique from the North Nether Divine Skill, he instantly swept toward the soul fragment Bai Changsong had severed and devoured it completely.

BOOM—

The soul went berserk. A massive amount of Soul Qi Origin flooded into Ye Tianling’s soul, and his eyes instantly turned a deep, scarlet red!

"ROAR—"

Ye Tianling’s body grew frenzied, and his form seemed to suddenly double in size.

He roared, and a terrifying beam of blood-light shot out from between his eyebrows, sweeping directly toward Bai Changsong, who had severed a part of his soul and was fleeing with Blood Escape.

SPLAT—

Bai Changsong was struck directly by the destructive blood-light from Ye Tianling’s brow. His soul cracked, suffering a fatal blow.

Ye Tianling’s attacks, infused with the Dao-rhythm auras of Thunderbolt, Thunder Flame, Karmic Fire, and Samadhi True Fire, were the absolute bane of the Soul Race.

Every single blow inflicted horrific damage.

Bai Changsong was forced completely onto the defensive, beaten so badly by Ye Tianling’s sudden explosion of battle power that he was unable to fight back at all.

The so-called trump cards he deployed were met with an overwhelmingly destructive impact and were all crippled.

Now, his Blood Escape Technique also failed to save him. Instead, he was engulfed by the blood-light and dragged directly into a bizarre, blood-colored prison.

"Ah— Ye Tianling, you deserve to die!"

He roared, but in this strange land, a burly, blood-colored figure suddenly appeared. It wielded a Blood-Colored Giant Axe and, without a word, brought it down upon his soul.

"AHH—"

Bai Changsong screamed miserably as his soul exploded with a deafening RUMBLE. He had lost seventy percent of his Origin!

He had already lost ten percent of his Origin from using Soul Slash. Now, this single axe blow cost him another seventy percent of his Soul Origin, plunging him instantly into a near-death state.

"Stop struggling. The more you struggle, the faster you’ll die. This is a type of Soul Slash attack, incredibly brutal. Just be a good boy and think of Ye Tianling as your ancestor, your grandfather, that you should serve and be loyal to him. Then you’ll slowly recover."

Li Rushan gave the captured Bai Changsong a cool glance. An indescribable, strange feeling welled up inside him—a sense of schadenfreude that actually brought him a bit of pleasure.

He couldn’t resist speaking, his words naturally laced with mockery and sarcasm.

"One day, I’ll rip that stinking mouth of yours apart!"

Bai Changsong calmed down, speaking weakly.

Then, another shadow of the blood-colored axe came crashing down.

SPLAT—

Bai Changsong coughed up mouthfuls of blood, beaten to his knees. He couldn’t get back up for a long time.

"Tsk, tsk. So the proud Prince Bai Changsong has a day like this, too. Why do I suddenly find this so satisfying?"

Xi Junchang remarked inexplicably.

"I find it quite satisfying as well," Li Rushan said. "Aside from Bai Changxi, I can’t really stand the sight of anyone else from the Celestial Wing Soul Clan."

Although Li Rushan and Xi Junchang were at odds, they now found themselves inexplicably on the same side.

"For once, you’ve said something worth a damn. To think that we two arch-rivals would see a day where we agree on something... it’s fucking ironic."

Xi Junchang wasn’t bothering with decorum at this point. He didn’t even know how many days he had left to live, so his language had become extremely coarse.

"Heh, I just wonder how many more this Ye Tianling can drag in here."

Li Rushan didn’t respond to Xi Junchang, but in truth, Xi Junchang had said exactly what he was thinking.

Hearing their exchange, Bai Changsong nearly coughed up blood in fury.

’Damn it, how is this Ye Tianling such a monster? He completely wiped the floor with me, Bai Changsong, right in front of the Celestial Wing Soul Clan’s number one Divine Child!’

’Even though I’m a Prince-Level existence, I’m not that much weaker than Yao Qiye or the Nine Demon Beauties!’

Bai Changsong was truly shaken to his core, utterly terrified.

At the same time, he finally took Li Rushan and Xi Junchang’s earlier words to heart.

Despite his indignation, he began to focus his thoughts on phrases like, ’Grandmaster Tianling, I have no killing intent toward you.’

And just as predicted, he gradually became safe, no longer suffering the axe blows from the blood-colored phantom that appeared out of nowhere.

However, as he repeated this mantra in his mind, Bai Changsong’s heart was filled with an incredibly complex mix of emotions.

"Another one has caved."

Die Xin watched Bai Changsong’s display, a look of disappointment in her eyes.

She sighed softly.

Her words made Bai Changsong burn with shame, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into—it was as if his secret submission had been completely seen through by Die Xin’s perceptive eyes.

"Being alive is better than being dead."

After a long moment, Bai Changsong could only sigh in resignation.

"True. Being alive is better than being devoured."

Die Xin sighed and said no more. She silently closed her eyes and sat cross-legged in the blood-colored prison.

It was possible to cultivate here.

One could even make progress, absorbing the blood-colored energy between Heaven and Earth to advance one’s Realm.

It was just like a Secret Realm.

But aside from Mu Yuxi, no one else dared to cultivate, fearing their souls would be tainted.

Mu Yuxi had been watching coldly from the side, saying nothing.

She was still cultivating, trying her best to purge all thoughts from her mind, but she simply couldn’t.

So, she had to resort to meditation again and again.

And what did she meditate on?

She meditated on how Ye Tianling could humiliate her more excessively, assault her, even abuse her.

But none of this was real; it was all just in her imagination.

But after dwelling on these thoughts, not only did she fail to gather more hatred, but she found that thinking about it so much had stirred a wisp of desire within her Demon Heart, to the point that she had even become a little wet.

Realizing this, Mu Yuxi was so overwhelmed with shame and anger that she wanted to die. For her, this was the most terrifying form of torture.

"AAAAAAAAHH—"

Suddenly, Mu Yuxi couldn’t take it anymore and let out a frantic howl.

The sound was incredibly sharp and tragic.

Her cry not only stunned Bai Changsong, Li Rushan, and Xi Junchang, but even Die Xin’s Dao Heart, which she had just managed to calm, almost shattered.

Die Xin was both furious and enraged, but the moment her anger flared, a chill ran through her body. The killing intent was about to descend again.

Her face turned deathly pale, and she shot Mu Yuxi a look of utter exasperation.

"This woman has gone mad!"

She said indignantly.

Mu Yuxi collapsed onto the ground, lying motionless. Her eyes were ice-cold, as if she had truly been tortured to the point of madness.

This scene sent another chill through Die Xin’s body and soul, and a thought suddenly, truly took root in her mind: ’In this life and the next, I will never again contend with Ye Tianling.’

Once this thought appeared, it immediately took root and began to spread like wildfire.

’This Mu Yuxi endured even that slaughter before; her willpower was astonishing! And as a Demon from the Celestial Demon Blood Domain, her Demon Heart is her Dao Heart! But now, she’s been tortured into madness! This Ye Tianling... he’s truly a Great Demon, more terrifying than any Demon of the Demon Race!’

Die Xin gave a bitter, internal laugh.

’This time, if I survive, I must remember this lesson well!’

Die Xin lamented internally.

’Survive?’

’It seems my fate will be much the same as Mu Yuxi’s, won’t it? I’ll not only lose my body but also might be refined into a Tripod Cauldron, or tortured until I’m completely insane.’