Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The battle raged as night gave way to day, and as the first rays of dawn shone down, the Barbarian God Battle Platform was nearing its conclusion.

The battles for the remaining six positions had also concluded.

Aside from the top five, Pann Wu possessed the mighty Giant Spirit Battle Body, and not even Yuh Huatian was his match. Thus, he secured sixth place.

Yuh Huatian, in turn, took seventh, while eighth and ninth place went to Feng Yang and Mengg Yiren, respectively!

As for Ruo Xiangyi, she took tenth place. However, the crowd didn’t dare to look down on her; they were deeply wary of this woman. The memory of her terrifying song still sent shivers down their spines.

Perhaps everyone understood that Ruo Xiangyi had only taken tenth place not because she lacked the strength, but because she simply didn’t wish to fight.

For the only one in her heart was the person she so desperately sought.

Of course, there was also Mo Wentian. He had been injured in battle and failed to make it into the top ten, becoming the only one eliminated. For Mo Wentian, this was a tremendous humiliation, and he directed all his hatred toward Ye Wushuang, resenting him to the core.

With the rankings for sixth through tenth place settled, it was time for the top three.

Of the three, only Ye Wushuang’s rank remained undecided. What came next were his duels against Beize Yunzhuo and Wudao.

At this thought, the crowd could only sigh. They had witnessed Ye Wushuang’s Demon Fiend-like talent, a level of genius that left them feeling powerless. However, Ye Wushuang’s Cultivation was still far too low compared to the other two.

It would have been one thing if he were facing ordinary opponents, but he was about to face two terrifying Demon Fiends. As for the outcome of those two battles, the crowd believed they already knew the answer.

Wudao, first!

Beize Yunzhuo, second!

Ye Wushuang, third!

This was the final verdict in the minds of the crowd.

Dawn had just broken. A dazzling, crimson sun rose slowly, unleashing its glorious light between heaven and earth!

Ye Wushuang’s figure stood in the center of the Barbarian God Battle Platform. His white robes fluttered gently, and a few strands of black hair at his temples danced in the wind.

His face was a mask of tranquility, unmoved by the world around him.

His eyes were just as placid—clear, bright, and profound. They betrayed no emotion, only serene composure.

However...

Within his heart burned a Battle Intent that could pierce the very heavens!

’Who has never been young and full of spirit? Who wouldn’t fight for the glory of reaching the Peak? Wudao, Beize Yunzhuo, Liuu Tianlan... they all want to contend for it. Do they think I, Ye Wushuang, don’t want to as well?’

’To live a life is to not live it in vain. So, I too must fight for my place!’

WHOOSH!

At that same moment, on the other side of the Battle Platform, the cross-legged Beize Yunzhuo’s eyes suddenly snapped open, shooting out two sharp glints of light that pierced the void, sharp and terrifying!

At the same time, Wudao’s eyes also opened. Deep within his pupils swirled an endless darkness, as if it would devour a person’s very soul. A single glance was enough to inspire terror.

”The final two battles are about to start!”

As they watched the three pairs of eyes, the crowd’s gazes sharpened, their stares fixed on the platform. Even though they believed the outcome of the final two battles was already decided, Ye Wushuang’s trump cards remained a tantalizing mystery. They were eager to see what he had been hiding.

”Brother Ye!”

Below the Battle Platform, Yangg Qing’er’s beautiful eyes were also fixed on Ye Wushuang.

She was Ye Wushuang’s woman now. As she watched her man stand atop the Peak for the final showdown, her eyes filled with nothing but pride.

Ye Rou also clenched her delicate fists, her eyes fixed on the final two battles.

It wasn’t just them; everyone from the Ancient Spirit Sect watched with bated breath. This white-robed figure, once so far behind them, had now soared far beyond, standing at the very Peak.

Third place. For Ye Wushuang, that rank was already enough to leave everyone in awe and make the Ancient Spirit Sect immensely proud.

Originally, the Ancient Spirit Sect hadn’t dared to ask for more.

But...

Now, for some reason, they desperately hoped Ye Wushuang would shatter all expectations and write a legend of his own.

On the Battle Platform, Jian Bufan, Yunn Xiao, Yuh Yuzhen, Ao Wuchang, and the others—everyone who had crossed blades with Ye Wushuang—all watched him, awaiting this battle.

For a moment, the very air seemed to freeze, creating a suffocating tension.

Ye Wushuang’s eyes flashed as he turned his head to look at Beize Yunzhuo and Wudao.

The crowd knew the battle was about to begin.

”Who will you choose?” the giant elder in the sky called out. Both Beize Yunzhuo and Wudao were terrifyingly strong. Who would Ye Wushuang choose?

The giant elder was equally curious about Ye Wushuang.

In all his endless years, this young man was the only one he could not see through. The only one.

”I choose him. Beize Yunzhuo!”

Ye Wushuang pointed at Beize Yunzhuo. ’Dii Qingxue was injured by him. Since she can no longer fight, I will be the one to settle this score!’

’He’s challenging me!’

Seeing Ye Wushuang’s gaze land on him, a cold glint flashed in Beize Yunzhuo’s eyes. ’He’s not challenging Wudao, but me. Does he think I’m weaker than Wudao, too?’

’Ye Wushuang is looking down on me!’

”Why must you seek your own humiliation? If your Cultivation were higher, perhaps you’d have a chance, but you don’t. The outcome of this battle is certain. Do you still wish to continue?”

Beize Yunzhuo said coldly. Even though he had been defeated, it was by Wudao, whom he considered his greatest rival. ’And Ye Wushuang... he’s a nobody. What right does he have to fight me?’

He had lost the battle for the Peak, but his pride as a genius remained intact. He didn’t even bother to stand, hoping Ye Wushuang would recognize the futility of his challenge and back down.

”You’ve always thought of yourself as the strongest genius, full of pride and confidence. And what was the result? You lost. And now, you don’t even dare to accept a simple challenge? You’re acting like a coward!”

Ye Wushuang spoke coolly, his words dripping with undisguised sarcasm. ’Beize Yunzhuo lost to Wudao, and now he doesn’t even dare to accept my challenge, yet he still runs his mouth. How laughable!’

”Since you’re looking for a thrashing, I’ll grant your wish! I’ll let Dii Qingxue see just how much of a good-for-nothing the person she was so desperate to protect really is!”

Beize Yunzhuo’s face darkened. He would make Ye Wushuang understand that even in defeat, the gap between them was still far too vast!

RUMBLE!

Instantly, Beize Yunzhuo’s body shook. He rose from the ground, unleashing a powerful aura that billowed forth like a monstrous wave, crashing toward Ye Wushuang.

”Since you want to fight, I’ll grant your wish. I will show you what it means to overestimate your own abilities!” Beize Yunzhuo snorted coldly, taking a step forward as the aura of a Divine Beast erupted from him, soaring into the sky.

Before he even got close to Ye Wushuang, he threw a punch through the air. The space in all directions trembled, then shattered like a mirror with a loud BANG.

The fist blasted through the air, accompanied by the roars of a dragon. The swirling Space Fragments were continuously drawn to the fist!

A punch like this might not have seemed particularly special during his battle with Wudao, since both of them were terrifyingly powerful.

But...

Now, facing Ye Wushuang, its terrifying nature was thrown into sharp relief.

It seemed as if even a casual punch from him possessed supreme might, more than enough to completely crush Ye Wushuang. This level of power was simply horrifying!