Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

’Perfect. Time to test out my newly comprehended Sword Technique!’

Seeing Zhenkong Ancestor’s supremely confident strike,

Yang Xiao smiled faintly.

The Dragon Roar Sword in hand, Yang Xiao neither dodged nor evaded, simply slashing out.

In an instant, the phantom of a star flashed between heaven and earth, following the sword’s edge as it sliced directly toward Zhenkong Ancestor’s fist.

BANG!

Zhenkong Ancestor felt that what he had just collided with wasn’t a sword at all.

It was a colossal star.

What was even more terrifying was that this star had exploded.

His fist...

No, his entire arm...

...had been blown to bits.

He retreated violently.

”How... how is this possible?”

Zhenkong Ancestor, his face a mask of shock, clutched his right shoulder. It was now an empty, mangled ruin, with only a stump of bone and countless shreds of flesh remaining.

This power...

...was too horrifying.

’If I hadn’t retreated so quickly...’

’...half of my body would have probably been obliterated.’

’How is this possible?’

”S-such power... could it be... you... you really consumed the Medicine King?”

After a long moment, Zhenkong Ancestor finally processed what had happened. His pupils contracted. For the first time, he felt boundless terror toward the youth before him, who was casually wiping his sharp sword clean.

Yang Xiao chuckled. ”Didn’t I tell you earlier? You were the one who didn’t believe it.”

As he spoke, the sword in his hand pointed forward once more.

A simple gesture.

But it made Zhenkong Ancestor’s heart clench violently.

With his discerning eye, he could naturally tell that this sword was no Unparalleled Divine Weapon, but merely a Middle-Grade Weapon. For an ordinary person, it might be extremely powerful.

But for a magnificent Tier Six Peak Martial Saint like himself, it was far too inferior.

Yet it was precisely this Middle-Grade Weapon...

...that had managed to blast his right arm into a pulp.

’It’s utterly terrifying.’

’This kid is too strong.’

’I’m probably no match for him.’

’This is a lost cause. Survival is the top priority.’

The thought of retreat surfaced in Zhenkong Ancestor’s mind, but he didn’t let a hint of it show on his face.

Instead, he put on a furious expression, looked at Lu Fangliang, and bellowed, ”Traitorous disciple! Are you truly going to betray my Medicine King Valley?”

Lu Fangliang’s expression flickered.

But he said nothing.

He wasn’t an idiot.

Although he had previously held back against Zhenkong Ancestor, refraining from using lethal moves out of consideration for their past relationship.

Just moments ago, Lu Fangliang had even considered pleading with Yang Xiao on his behalf.

But when he thought about Zhenkong Ancestor’s earlier actions...

...that unhesitating murderous intent...

...a chill ran through Lu Fangliang’s heart.

He did cherish their old ties.

But not to the point where someone was trying to kill him...

...and he would still plead for their life.

’Wouldn’t that be foolish?’

So, Lu Fangliang remained silent.

At most, he would simply refrain from taking action himself.

Seeing Lu Fangliang’s silence, Zhenkong Ancestor was enraged both inwardly and outwardly. He roared, ”Fine! Excellent! To think my Medicine King Valley produced an ungrateful wolf like you! Today, this Saint will risk his old life to kill you both right here!”

As he spoke, an aura several times stronger than before surged from Zhenkong Ancestor’s body.

It pressed down hard on the two of them.

This time, even Yang Xiao couldn’t help but frown slightly. ”Using a Secret Technique?”

A Secret Technique was different from a Secret Skill; a Secret Skill specifically referred to a Divine Power Secret Skill.

A Secret Technique, on the other hand, was more like the late-stage eruption in the Starburst Skill.

Zhenkong Ancestor’s aura was only that of a Tier Six Peak Martial Saint, but his current presence was comparable to Tier Seven—a full tier higher. This couldn’t possibly be his true power.

It had to be the result of a Secret Technique.

However, Yang Xiao was not the least bit afraid.

He was on a whole new level now.

”Brat, die!”

Just as his aura reached its peak, Zhenkong Ancestor let out a soft roar and thrust out his only remaining left fist.

Yang Xiao showed no weakness.

He raised his hand and slashed out with his sword again.

A Bursting Strike.

Vowing to meet Zhenkong Ancestor head-on!

However, this slash hit nothing but empty air.

Because...

”That old bastard actually ran away!”

Yang Xiao was stunned.

He hadn’t expected Zhenkong Ancestor to be bluffing. The moment he threw that punch, he had fled without a shred of hesitation.

But...

Seeing Zhenkong Ancestor’s retreating figure, a strange smile appeared on Yang Xiao’s face. ”If you old fogey had fought to the death, I might have been a bit wary of you. But now? Die!”

With a thought,

a glazed radiance appeared behind Yang Xiao, and two pairs of wings, spanning over a thousand feet, materialized behind him.

In an instant, the wings shrank to a tenth of their former size,

now only a hundred feet long.

But Yang Xiao smiled in satisfaction.

His figure flashed like lightning.

At the same time, he slashed with the sword in his hand.

TZZT!

The light of the sword flashed.

It struck Zhenkong Ancestor squarely on the head.

Instantly, it burst apart.

Splattering all over the ground.

Yang Xiao stopped.

He turned back.

Just in time to see a headless corpse flying toward him.

Who else could it be but Zhenkong Ancestor?

”What a shame.”

Yang Xiao raised a fist and punched the headless corpse. Searing Fist Force instantly surged into it. A magnificent Tier Six Peak Martial Saint,

the supreme ancestor of Medicine King Valley, had fallen on the spot.

His body was not left intact.

Only some remnants of flesh and blood were left on the ground.

How lamentable.

”If he hadn’t fled without a fight, he might have had a sliver of a chance to live.”

Lu Fangliang walked over and sighed softly.

At the same time, his eyes lit up as he looked at Yang Xiao.

The two of them had similar cultivation levels at the moment.

Both could be considered Early-stage Martial Grandmasters.

But their strength was enough to contend with a Martial Saint.

This was especially true for Lu Fangliang’s Innate Treasure Skill, the Greater Yang God Arrow, whose destructive power was nearly on par with Yang Xiao’s current First Sword Dao Technique, the Blazing Sky Slash.

It might even be superior.

Naturally, a trace of battle intent stirred in his heart.

”What’s this? You want to fight me?”

Yang Xiao could see his eagerness.

Lu Fangliang nodded.

”That’s right. I want to fight you.”

Among his peers, Lu Fangliang found it difficult to find a worthy opponent.

Even Qin Rufeng, the number one True Disciple of Medicine King Valley, renowned for being peerless in both alchemy and swordsmanship,

could not withstand a single blow from him.

But now, the power Yang Xiao displayed was even greater than his own, which naturally ignited his will to fight.

Yang Xiao didn’t refuse.

He nodded and said, ”In that case, I shall experience your Innate Treasure Skill for myself.”

At these words, Lu Fangliang’s eyes sharpened.

But he quickly broke into a smile. ”I’ve also never seen a Swordsmanship as explosive as yours, Brother Yang. Excellent. Let’s have a good, hearty battle today.”

”Then you’d better give it your all. It would be embarrassing if I beat you to a pulp without you even forcing me to use my Swordsmanship. Haha...”

Yang Xiao laughed heartily.

Lu Fangliang was not to be outdone.

However, he didn’t speak, instead choosing to prove his strength through action.

He raised his hand, and a flash of light appeared.

A purple-gold spear landed in his hand.

At its tip, a Purple Flame raged.

Its aura was surprisingly not much weaker than the True Greater Yang Fire within Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao glanced over and saw that this spear was no simple object. It was actually a Treasure Artifact!

In this world,

artifacts also have ranks.

The lowest are Mortal Artifacts. The sharp weapon in Yang Xiao’s hand, in fact, belongs to this category.

Above Mortal Artifacts are Spiritual Artifacts. The so-called Sacred Weapons could, in a sense, be considered Pseudo Spiritual Artifacts.

They just haven’t truly gained a Spirit.

Above Spiritual Artifacts are Treasure Artifacts.

Treasure Artifacts are so powerful that even an ordinary Great Divine Power User might not necessarily possess one.

To think he would actually see one here.

Moreover, the patterns on this Treasure Artifact were clearly Greater Yang Treasure Patterns.

There were even more of them, and they were more profound than the ones on Lu Fangliang’s body.

Yang Xiao was, naturally, overjoyed.

”Now I’m truly interested! Come, let’s have a great battle!”

Laughing loudly, Yang Xiao indeed did not use his sword. Instead, he raised a fist and charged toward Lu Fangliang.

(P.S. First chapter is out. Please add this to your collection!)