Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

”Elder Zhang! Aaargh! You brat, you’re courting death!”

They watched as Yang Xiao, with lightning speed, had brutally blasted an Elder at the Martial Grandmaster Ninth Layer to pieces, reducing him to ash.

The expressions of the Medicine King Valley experts all changed.

The most furious among them was the Half-Step Martial Saint.

His eyes widened in fury, his hair and beard bristling. He raised his hand and slashed out, sending a blade of light as white as silk hurtling forward.

He was using none other than one of the three great Ultimate Skills of Medicine King Valley: the Bright Moon Saber Technique.

Yang Xiao had seen Yang Su use it before.

’Not bad. It’s quite powerful—several times stronger than a single strand of Crimson Sun Sword Qi. But it can’t hurt me.’

As the Sword Qi rushed toward him, Yang Xiao didn’t even bother to dodge.

Instead, he raised a hand and threw a punch at another Elder from Medicine King Valley.

He allowed the Sword Qi to strike him square in the back.

HUM!

BAM!

The two attacks landed at almost the exact same time.

But the outcomes were completely different.

Yang Xiao’s fist once again blasted a Medicine King Valley Elder of the Martial Grandmaster Ninth Layer to pieces.

However, the Sword Qi True Gang, unleashed in a rage by the Half-Step Martial Saint using the Bright Moon Saber Technique, failed to even penetrate Yang Xiao’s defenses.

His skin merely trembled, and a golden light flashed.

With just that, he blocked the incredibly fierce Sword Qi—an attack several times stronger than a single strand of Crimson Sun Sword Qi.

It dissipated completely.

It didn’t even leave a scratch.

”This... how is this possible? With a defense that terrifying, how can we even fight?”

Everyone from Medicine King Valley was stunned.

That Half-Step Martial Saint was second in power only to their Martial Saint Ancestor, Qin Xuejiao, although he was still weaker than the Great Elder, Yan Kuan.

But he was a Half-Step Martial Saint, after all.

He had even condensed the True Gang Qi that only a Martial Saint should possess.

And he had used one of Medicine King Valley’s three great Ultimate Skills.

So how?

How could he fail to even break through this brat’s defenses?

It was too terrifying.

For a moment, even though these Medicine King Valley Elders were all battle-hardened and resolute, their will began to waver.

They felt Yang Xiao was simply too frightening.

But Yang Xiao didn’t shrink back as they did.

He spun around and, with another punch, obliterated a Medicine King Valley Elder into a cloud of ash.

A keen observer would have noticed that every punch Yang Xiao threw was utterly domineering, as if backed by an endless wellspring of power.

Even more terrifying, the Fist Force he unleashed contained an incredibly dreadful Flame Power.

It could instantly incinerate a Martial Grandmaster Ninth Layer expert, reducing them to cinders.

It could even ignite the Innate Gang Qi within their bodies, burning away until not a single trace was left.

Of course, these were merely the subtleties that a Martial Grandmaster Level expert could perceive.

In the eyes of Qin Xuejiao and the Half-Step Martial Saint, however, this punch was even more terrifying.

It was clearly a simple punch, yet it was imbued with the profound principles of the Great Dao, making it impossible to dodge. More frightening still, with every punch he threw, the outwardly projected flames seemed to eventually surge back into his body.

As the flames returned, they siphoned vast amounts of energy from the surroundings and even from the bodies of the slain, growing even more powerful.

As a result, not only would Yang Xiao’s power not diminish in a prolonged battle, but he would actually grow stronger and more ferocious the longer he fought.

Terrifying.

Such a Fist Technique was simply beyond their imagination.

It completely stunned everyone present.

’I can’t let him keep killing them!’

Though Qin Xuejiao was pretentious and affected, as a Martial Saint Level expert, she could clearly see the situation. The Martial Grandmaster Level Elders were all cowed by Yang Xiao’s aura.

Even her Half-Step Martial Saint junior was frozen in a daze, unable to act.

The only one who remained unaffected was her, the Martial Saint.

How could she just stand by and watch?

These were the leaders of her Medicine King Valley—its foundation, its core strength.

So, the old woman in the red dress roared, ”Brat, face my attack!”

With a furious shout, Qin Xuejiao raised her hand and thrust a palm toward Yang Xiao.

This palm strike was derived from the Great Wheel Flame Palm, one of Medicine King Valley’s three great Ultimate Skills. It was incredibly scorching, and as Qin Xuejiao unleashed it with her full power, it was imbued with her Martial Dao Will.

It carried a stubborn obsession, an unyielding will that would not disperse.

It shot toward Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao’s movements momentarily froze.

But in the next instant, he turned and threw a punch directly at Qin Xuejiao.

Meeting her head-on.

How powerful!

Yang Xiao was actually meeting a Martial Saint head-on!

One must understand that, strictly speaking, he was still just a Martial Artist at the Peak of the Innate Realm.

Although he had many tricks up his sleeve, there was still a gap of two full Great Realms between him and a Martial Saint.

And a single Great Realm represented a nearly thousand-fold difference in power.

Although the gap between Yang Xiao and Qin Xuejiao wasn’t quite that large, the sight still filled the eyes of the Medicine King Valley members with utter shock.

At the same time, however, they couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

’This brat is powerful, but he’s far too arrogant. Does he really think a blow from our Martial Saint Ancestor is so easy to block?’

’Even I, having cultivated True Gang and entered the Half-Step Martial Saint Realm, wouldn’t dare to face a true Martial Saint Ancestor head-on. He’s a dead man for sure.’

Just as this sentiment flowed through the minds of the remaining Medicine King Valley leaders, a shocking scene unfolded before them.

Yang Xiao’s fist struck Qin Xuejiao’s palm.

And unbelievably, he didn’t seem to be at a disadvantage.

After the clash, they each took several steps back.

Yang Xiao retreated thirteen steps.

Qin Xuejiao retreated nine.

Although she still held a slight advantage, it wasn’t by much.

Especially considering Qin Xuejiao had attacked first, while Yang Xiao had been forced into a defensive posture.

For Yang Xiao to fight her to a near-standstill under such unfavorable conditions... it meant their strengths were likely comparable.

In fact, Yang Xiao might even be the stronger of the two.

But how was that possible?

”No, my eyes must be playing tricks on me. How is this possible? That’s our Martial Saint Ancestor... and this brat...”

No one could believe it.

It was simply too incredible to accept.

Only Yang Xiao remained unsurprised.

A cold sneer appeared on his face.

’The True Greater Yang Fire in my body is in no way inferior to a so-called Martial Saint’s True Gang. Coupled with my Observing Micro High Level Spiritual Power, my strength is definitely at the Half-Step Martial Saint level.’

’Especially since I’ve succeeded in tempering my skin and membranes and have begun tempering my flesh and blood.’

’My original weaknesses—my defensive power and Physical Strength—have improved significantly.’

’I’m definitely not inferior to a Half-Step Martial Saint like Yan Kuan.’

’As for this old woman, she’s only slightly stronger than Yan Kuan, and not by much. When I use the Flame Emperor Divine Fist—the very Fist Technique I relied on to reach the pinnacle in my past life... achieving this kind of result... is perfectly understandable.’

’It’s not surprising at all.’

’If I *couldn’t* achieve this, *that’s* when I would be surprised.’

’I’d think there was something wrong with my cultivation in this life.’

’I can’t get complacent. That hand seal attack that pursued me before was more than ten times stronger than this old woman. If I run into whoever launched it, I’ll have no chance of winning. I need to find an opportunity to escape now.’

The thought flashed through Yang Xiao’s mind.

His Spiritual Power swept out, as he waited for an opportunity to act.