Qian Ye reached for the heavy sword, ignoring the longsword thrusting at his chest. With a swift motion, he aimed Dongyue straight at his opponent’s heart!
The Winged Angel warrior was momentarily terrified, having seen clearly that Qian Ye’s body was extraordinarily strong. Such a counterattack to vital points, it was uncertain if he could severely injure Qian Ye, but Qian Ye’s strike would surely take his life.
Loving his own life, the Winged Angel warrior swung his sword desperately against Dongyue, feeling as if struck by lightning. His longsword bent out of shape, and he was sent flying backward. But Dongyue, swift as lightning, still touched his chest before being pulled back and sliced horizontally at the Red Scorpion general.
The Winged Angel warrior screamed in agony, blood spurting from his back. That light touch from Dongyue had left him with a gaping, front-to-back wound.
Qian Ye grabbed the Red Scorpion general’s heavy sword with his left hand, blood immediately pouring from his fingers. The Red Scorpion general exerted his origin power several times, but the sword remained stuck, immobile. As Dongyue swept in, the general’s face turned red, and he roared, unable to withdraw the sword. Yet, he was extremely fierce, ignoring Dongyue, and desperately pushed his origin power, intent on piercing Qian Ye.
Qian Ye’s expression was calm, and Dongyue fell like a mountain. Just as it seemed he would cleave the Red Scorpion general in two, Qian Ye suddenly flicked his wrist, changing the sword’s trajectory from slicing to smacking, sending the general flying sideways. Under the force of Dongyue, the general’s origin power dissipated, leaving him powerless.
With just a few moves, Qian Ye had defeated two elite warriors, yet none of the other soldiers in the courtyard retreated or showed any fear.
Qian Ye paused, leaning on his sword, and swept his gaze over the soldiers, bellowing, “Step aside! Don’t throw your lives away!”
Suddenly, applause echoed, and the soldiers parted, allowing Xu Lang, clad in battle armor, to enter the courtyard. “So you do care for your soldiers. But one of the famous Imperial Twins, colluding with the Blood Race and storming the military headquarters—who would believe that?”
Xu Lang walked up to Qian Ye, slowly drawing two short blades from his waist. “I heard you also came from the Netherworld Training Camp. Let me show you the gap between the first-ranked fighter and yourself.”
The blades seemed to come alive, dancing in Xu Lang’s hands. He glared at Qian Ye, his handsome face twisting into a mad, ferocious grin.
Qian Ye said just one word: “Leave!”
Xu Lang’s smile froze, and his eyes filled with murderous intent. With a sudden scream, he launched his twin blades, one aiming for Qian Ye’s throat, the other for his abdomen.
Qian Ye didn’t dodge, raising Dongyue to counter-strike Xu Lang’s heart, ready to go down together.
Xu Lang shouted, retracting his blades and blocking Dongyue, using the momentum to leap back, distancing himself from Qian Ye.
But he had gravely underestimated Qian Ye. Despite Dongyue’s weight, Qian Ye wielded it as if it were weightless. In a flash, Dongyue struck again, matching Xu Lang’s speed.
Xu Lang was shocked and instinctively blocked with one blade while aiming the other at Qian Ye’s heart, hoping to force him to defend. But as he struck, he realized his mistake. Qian Ye, who had been fighting through the enemy ranks, used only mutually destructive attacks, never defending. Xu Lang’s blades, though powerful, couldn’t ensure a fatal blow against Qian Ye’s incredible strength. But Qian Ye’s one strike could surely end his life.
Indeed, Qian Ye ignored the blade aimed at him, easily parrying Xu Lang’s defensive move, and stabbed straight for his heart.
Xu Lang twisted, narrowly avoiding Dongyue, then pounced like a leopard, aiming his blades at Qian Ye’s vitals. But Qian Ye ignored the attack, swinging Dongyue to force Xu Lang back.
Xu Lang’s movements were lightning-fast, his blades flashing in improbable angles, but every time, Qian Ye’s Dongyue parried them. Whenever their blades clashed, Xu Lang was jolted, forced to retreat and regroup. In moments, Xu Lang was in dire straits.
Throughout the fight, Qian Ye didn’t defend, each move a mutual destruction. Dongyue, heavy as a mountain and swift as thunder, was too much for human flesh to withstand. Even a graze from Dongyue was more than Xu Lang could bear.
The intense battle was over in seconds, and anyone watching could see Xu Lang was on the ropes, relying only on his agility and skill. Ashamed and enraged, Xu Lang took a desperate risk, aiming his blocking blade at Qian Ye’s wrist, while the other aimed for his chest.
Qian Ye’s wrist was hit, and Dongyue dropped, barely missing Xu Lang. Meanwhile, Xu Lang’s other blade pierced Qian Ye’s abdomen, burying half its length.
Xu Lang grinned, twisting the blade to widen the wound, feeling a moment of triumph. But he saw Qian Ye’s calm, mocking eyes.
Qian Ye released Dongyue, letting it fall, and punched Xu Lang square in the face!
In that instant, Xu Lang understood pure power.
Xu Lang’s face caved in, blood, tears, and snot spraying everywhere. Colors blurred, and the world spun. He collided with something, pain and dizziness overwhelming him, until he passed out.
After defeating Xu Lang, Qian Ye looked pale, pulling the blade from his abdomen and tossing it aside. He picked up Dongyue.
Three officers were quickly defeated, yet the elite warriors’ morale remained unshaken. They charged, narrowing Qian Ye’s space, and several spears, specially crafted to pierce protective origin power and tipped with black titanium, jabbed at him.
The spears struck, and Qian Ye staggered, his breath weakening.
A faint roar, like the sea, filled the air, bringing a sense of dread. Even the most resolute warriors felt fear.
But the sound vanished, and Qian Ye’s eyes flashed, sweeping the area. “Get out!”
As he spoke, Qian Ye stomped, and the ground shook. Warriors tumbled, some even flying into the air. Walls and buildings crumbled, exposing underground chambers.
From the rubble, several figures emerged, including Ye Pupil, weak and limp, her shoulders and limbs pierced by spikes. Held by a burly man, she could barely stand.
Hearing the noise, Ye Pupil lifted her head, recognizing Qian Ye. Confused, she hesitated, “Qian… Ye?”
Qian Ye’s eyes turned deep blue, activating True Vision. He saw Ye Pupil’s shattered blood energy, like torn fabric, and felt a profound loss, as if the color and life had drained from a vibrant painting.
“Qian Ye, why are you here? Go, leave now!” Ye Pupil, regaining some memory, urged.
Qian Ye trembled, “What happened to you? What did they do?”
Ye Pupil struggled to remember, “Chaos Grinding Wheel?”
A cold, sinister voice interrupted, “General Qian Ye, truly valiant. I admire you greatly.”
Qian Ye noticed a middle-aged, pale, snake-like man beside him.
Li Fengshui’s eyes narrowed, “But have you considered the consequences of this assault? This is the military headquarters—attacking it is treason. But, since you are a rare talent, if you join the military, I will guarantee today’s events are forgotten.”
Qian Ye’s eyes turned blood-red, and he laughed, “Forget? I will not forget!!”
A thin, nearly invisible blood line appeared, connecting Qian Ye to Ye Pupil and the burly man.
Li Fengshui sensed danger and slashed at the line, but was too slow. Qian Ye moved, circling Ye Pupil and the man.
The burly man screamed, his arms flying off. Qian Ye knocked him aside and reached for Ye Pupil, but a pale, long-fingered hand blocked him. The clash sent chills through Qian Ye, and Li Fengshui appeared, dragging Ye Pupil away.
Qian Ye, panicked, pulsed his blood core, a mix of blood energy and origin power, like a volcano, destroying the invading force and launching a counterattack.
Qian Ye advanced, clashing with Li Fengshui. Li Fengshui felt molten lava flooding his body, his injuries flaring. His face flushed red, then pale, and he pointed at Qian Ye, “You, you are also…” before spitting blood.
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