Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

BOOM!

Yang Dingtian’s body began to burn, his physical form dissolving into a terrifying mass of fire. The flames gradually turned black, even burning a hole through the light barrier on the Barbarian God Battle Platform.

The spectators’ pupils shrank. The blackening fire, wreathed in crimson flames, resembled a world-burning Demon Fire. It was terrifying.

What surprised the crowd even more was that Yang Dingtian’s aura had vanished. There was no sign of life; he had completely merged with the flames.

Dii Qingxue’s brow furrowed, her expression turning grave. She seemed to be pondering, as if she had some knowledge of this technique.

Seeing the light barrier gradually burn away, the giant elder’s eyes narrowed. With a wave of his sleeve, a brilliant light showered down, and the barrier healed itself once more. It was as if, on this Battle Platform, the elder was the absolute master.

”Dingtian, you’re insane! Stop it, now!”

The Sect Master of the Fiery Sun Sect had a terrible expression on his face. He bellowed like thunder, trying to stop Yang Dingtian. The desperation in his voice made everyone realize just how extraordinary this technique was.

And indeed, at that moment, Yang Dingtian was simply terrifying. He gave off an aura of omnipotence, of indestructibility.

Faced with that mass of black flame, their hearts trembled in terror!

It felt as if a single touch would mean instant annihilation, with no chance to even resist.

Even Beize Yunzhuo and Wudao narrowed their eyes at Yang Dingtian’s technique, clearly regarding the black flame with immense gravity.

Below the battle platform, Yunn Xiao’s expression was grim, tinged with worry. The black flame gave off a deathly threat. ’To survive this fight, he has no choice but to concede!’

”But he won’t concede,” Jian Bufan said from the side, his gaze fixed on Ye Wushuang. Ye Wushuang’s eyes were calm. Incredibly calm.

This serenity also drew the crowd’s attention.

They saw no trace of apprehension or fear in Ye Wushuang’s eyes—only a calm, profound depth that was bewildering and impossible to read.

’Isn’t Ye Wushuang afraid of Yang Dingtian’s technique?’

The crowd stared, waiting for Ye Wushuang’s decision.

Then, Ye Wushuang moved.

As the crowd watched, he walked fearlessly toward Yang Dingtian, step by step. ”So this is your final trump card? The one thing you’re relying on, your key to victory?”

”That’s right. You have the option to concede, but I don’t think you will. Therefore, today, you are destined to die.”

Yang Dingtian’s voice echoed from within the fire. It was ethereal, yet brimming with confidence. As his voice rang out, a hazy figure materialized from the ball of black fire within the crimson flames.

A pair of desolate black eyes, like two Swords of Death, shot toward Ye Wushuang, filled with a chilling killing intent.

Ye Wushuang met the gaze, and his steps never faltered. Just as Yang Dingtian had said, he would not concede—he had never even considered it!

”This must be the Demon Spirit Black Fire. Born in the Land of Ten Thousand Demons, it absorbs the world’s Magic Power, making it indestructible and undying. It’s just one step away from becoming the legendary Supreme Sacred Fire.”

Ye Wushuang stared at the black flame, speaking slowly like a learned scholar. The crowd’s eyes followed his, also focusing on the black fire.

They suddenly understood. So that’s what it was called—the Demon Spirit Black Fire!

Ye Wushuang continued to walk forward, his Flame Battle Saber in hand, as he went on, ”This Demon Spirit Black Fire is your final, life-or-death trump card. To kill me, you devoured it, and were even mad enough to fuse with it, to become one body with it. Its World-Burning Power is certainly enough to make most opponents concede in fear.”

”You’re not wrong. But so what?”

Yang Dingtian’s voice was grim. ’Crazy? I’d go crazy if I *didn’t* kill him. Ye Wushuang is my inner demon! If I don’t erase him, my Dao Heart will be broken. I’ll never be able to reach the Peak on my path to becoming a true expert!’

”’So what?’ I just wanted to say that even with all this... you’re still too weak!”

His quiet words rippled through the air, echoing in everyone’s ears. The sheer arrogance made their hearts tremble. In the face of Yang Dingtian’s terrifying power, Ye Wushuang still saw him as too weak!

All eyes in the crowd fell upon Ye Wushuang. They saw that he had already raised his Flame Battle Saber and was slashing down toward the Demon Spirit Black Fire.

As the Battle Saber fell, the crimson flames around it blazed, swelling and blossoming outward!

”I am now one with the Demon Spirit Black Fire! As long as the flame burns, I cannot be killed! What will you use to fight me? That Flame Giant Saber in your hand?”

Yang Dingtian’s ethereal voice drifted out as the black fire burst from its crimson shroud. It surged toward Ye Wushuang like the falling night, intent on swallowing him in darkness.

BOOM!

The massive Flame Battle Saber slashed down, its brilliance blossoming, but in the endless darkness, it was like the light of a firefly, unable to cause even a ripple.

”Hahaha! Ye Wushuang, your defeat is sealed! You’re powerless! Your saber cannot destroy me!”

Yang Dingtian’s triumphant laughter rang in the ears of the tens of thousands of spectators, echoing arrogantly across the Battle Platform!

The darkness swallowed everything. The destructive flames scorched every inch of space at the center of the Battle Platform as they enveloped Ye Wushuang’s body.

”Brother Ye!”

Yangg Qing’er and the other women’s faces paled, their eyes filled with endless worry.

Nangong Liuyun and the other Elders and Disciples also frowned, their expressions turning grave. Ye Wushuang refused to concede, fighting for the honor of the Sect. All they could do was pray silently for a miracle.

’You bastard, you’d better not die!’

Mengg Yiren was furious. She hated Ye Wushuang more than anyone and wished she could kill him herself.

However, Ye Wushuang possessed the method to awaken her Celestial Fragrance Divine Consort Body. If he died, that method would disappear with him, a possibility she was absolutely unwilling to accept.

Therefore, she could only pray that Ye Wushuang wouldn’t die!

However, praying for the safety of the very man she wanted to kill created an extreme contradiction that infuriated Mengg Yiren. The hatred she felt for Ye Wushuang deepened even further.

”How does it feel? Are you terrified, waiting for annihilation in the darkness?”

Another mocking taunt echoed from the darkness.

Terrified?

Ye Wushuang stood perfectly composed. Was there even the slightest trace of terror on his face?

On the contrary, his eyes were growing ever brighter, as brilliant as the stars.

At the same time, the crowd suddenly gasped in astonishment.

Within the darkness, the flicker of light that had been on the verge of being extinguished began to blaze with new intensity. Streaks of purple swirled within the fiery red as it slowly began to rise.

It was like a brilliant sun rising into the sky, blossoming and driving back the encroaching darkness.

”Darkness is terrifying, but dawn will always come!” Ye Wushuang said coldly, as his Sun Flame poured continuously into his Battle Saber, cleaving apart the Demon Spirit Black Fire.

No, it wasn’t cleaving it apart—it was devouring it. The Ultimate Yang fire was a Celestial Fire, its power far surpassed that of the Demon Spirit Flame.

Ordinary attacks couldn’t extinguish the Demon Spirit Black Fire, but the Ultimate Yang True Fire could devour and annihilate it.

”Aaaargh...” As his body was being devoured, Yang Dingtian let out a heaven-shattering scream, instantly snapping the crowd out of their daze.

”Dingtian!”

Seeing this, the Fiery Sun Sect Master’s face contorted in horror. ”Concede!” he roared. ”Concede now!”

”Ye Wushuang, I concede!”

Yang Dingtian screamed as well. In the face of the Ultimate Yang True Fire, he felt true terror. If he didn’t concede, he would surely die.

At this, Ye Wushuang shook his head and retracted his Flame Giant Saber. Now that Yang Dingtian had conceded, he could no longer kill him.

The black fire instantly receded, revealing Yang Dingtian’s figure. He was in a pathetic state, his face pale, as if he had just endured some terrible torture.

”I thought someone as proud as you, so determined to kill me, would fight to the death and go out in a final blaze of glory. What a pity. I’m disappointed. In the end, you’re just a coward.”

Ye Wushuang sheathed his Battle Saber and turned to leave.

”Coward!”

Yang Dingtian’s expression turned savage. Every one of Ye Wushuang’s words was like a sharp needle piercing his heart, causing his eyes to turn bloodshot. ”You bastard! I’ll kill you!”

RUMBLE!

With a terrifyingly savage expression, Yang Dingtian’s black fire transformed into a giant palm and shot toward Ye Wushuang. In a shocking turn of events, the terrifying black fire swept over him. ”Ye Wushuang, go to hell!”

”Brother Ye, watch out!”

An angry cry also escaped Yangg Qing’er’s lips. Yang Dingtian had already conceded, yet he was still launching a sneak attack on Ye Wushuang!