Chapter 17 : Demon King Lun Ri 1 (1/2)
Chapter 17 : Demon King Lun Ri (1)
On the battle stage, surrounded by spectators, Xu Hui was hell-bent on destroying Li Qi Ye. He wanted to pull out his muscles, flay his skin, and smash his body into a thousand pieces.[1]
Nan Huai Ren and Protector Mo wanted to believe in Li Qi Ye. Although the chance of him winning was slim, he had continuously performed miracles in the past.
“Hey, can he really beat Senior Xu?”
Ever since Li Qi Ye went through the Chaotic Heart Forest in one go, the disciples of the Nine Saint Demon Gate considered him as a real opponent.
An older senior shook his head:
“The difference between them is too great. It is a mortal versus a Heaven’s Mandate cultivator. Li Qi Ye wouldn’t be able to win unless he was somehow given an Immortal Emperor’s true energy, but even that isn’t realistic. Even with it, he wouldn’t have enough blood force to activate the energy.”
“That is true, a mortal cannot activate a single usage of an Immortal Emperor’s true energy. The ‘Fierce Slaughter Sword’ technique of Junior Xu is overly powerful from its mysterious truths. A life or death battle with that technique would not bode well for his opponent.”
A disciple that had previously sparred with Xu Hui offered his opinion.
“Don’t forget about his Silver Eagle Physique as well. Although it is only a Houtian rank physique, it has considerable speed. If you combine both his speed and power, you can say that his offensive power is nearly unmatched in our generation.”[2]
Cultivators valued physiques very highly. They ranked from weakest to strongest as the following:
Mortal Physique, Houtian Physique, Xiantian Physique, Emperor Physique, Saint Physique, and lastly, Immortal Physique.
The majority of the world has the Mortal Physique, including Li Qi Ye. It is the weakest both in terms of physical strength and blood force.
Xu Hui roared; sword energies rotated around his bodied in an upward manner. They became a giant, impenetrable fortress of visible, radiant swords, all pointing towards Li Qi Ye. The technique served as a defensive measure as he was channeling his energy.
“Open!”
A heavenly sword came out from Xu Hui’s mouth; it split into eight different heavenly swords. These swords were gigantic, towering at two hundred meters each. A single strike could split the earth itself.
“Fierce Slaughter Sword, Heavenly Sword Yan Jin!”
A disciple couldn’t help but exclaim their jealousy and envy.
“Xu Hui’s true energy is formed by Yan Jin’s Heavenly Jade with a complete magical pattern. Heavenly Sword Yan Jin is for offense and Fierce Slaughter Sword for defense. Within our generation, he is nearly unbeatable. “
Witnessing the scene, Protector Mo was humbled. Xu Hui proved to be more powerful than expected, especially when he has the possession of the Yan Jin sword. Protector Mo himself wouldn’t be able to pierce through Xu Hui’s defenses. After his failed attack, the Yan Jing sword formation would immediate counter attack at the time when he is the most vulnerable.
Xu Hui maneuvered his swords at Li Qi Ye, and maniacally yelled:
“Come here, you bastard. Today, I will slice you into a thousand pieces!”
“Phoo, phoo!”
Li Qi Ye spat into his palms and then rubbed them together; this rather crude gesture was completely different from his normally elegant demeanor.
“A thousand pieces?”
Li Qi Ye retorted.
“You, alone, is not enough. Let me beat you into a pig’s head; even your parents will not recognize who you are after I am done.”
Li Qi Ye slowly took out the Serpent Punishing Stick.
Nan Huai Ren almost went unconscious from the scene; wasn’t that the fireplace stick in the grand chamber of the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect? He was expecting Li Qi Ye to use the “Invisible Dual Blades” technique; maybe its miraculous power would help him tie the fight.
However, Li Qi Ye wasn’t using the blades, but a wooden stick instead… The Yan Jin sword would cut that thing in half in a second.
Protector Mo’s only thought at this moment was to save Li Qi Ye’s life the moment it was in danger, no matter the cost.
“Using a wooden stick to fight against the Yan Jin sword? Could it be an Immortal Emperor grade weapon?”
Yu He squinted his eyes and opened his heavenly vision technique in order to see through the wooden stick. He was, indeed, worried that the stick was a treasure made by an Immortal Emperor.