Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

Chapter 458: Bai Changyi Succeeded?

"Yes, we should have a result in about ten breaths! After all, once Ye Tianling dies, his independent Holy Dao Space will activate on its own. Everything inside the Holy Dao Space will naturally flow out. However, since it was Changyi Divine Son who killed Ye Tianling, we shouldn’t covet his Sacred Artifact.

On this point, I am willing to take the initiative and yield my claim."

Although, in his heart, he was somewhat displeased with Bai Changyi’s ’ruthless’ methods.

But considering that once Bai Changyi seized the Sacred Artifact, he might continue to suppress them, Yao Qiye’s words were actually carefully calculated.

’What if, once Bai Changyi has control of the Sacred Artifact, he just wants to know what we’re all thinking?’

’If he found out I was unhappy, wouldn’t I be making an enemy of him?’

’But if I put on a good show, the chances of me and Yao Nine Beauties being released would naturally be much higher.’

"We naturally won’t want it either!"

Die Xin and the others chimed in.

BZZZZ—

At that moment, the entire Blood-Colored Space suddenly began to tremble.

"He’s dead! Ye Tianling is dead! Changyi Divine Son must have succeeded!"

Yao Qiye’s eyes filled with anticipation. Yao Nine Beauties, Bai Changsong, Die Xin, and the others also stared at the changes in the void, full of hope.

BZZZZ—

Just then, a blood-red cage descended from the void.

BAM—

The cage slammed violently onto the ground, nearly sending Yao Qiye and the others flying.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

The manifestation of a burly, blood-colored phantom appeared. Its Blood-Colored Giant Axe swung out abruptly, hacking down nine times on a man with disheveled, blood-like hair, his body mangled, bleeding, and his face covered in wounds!

"AAAAHHH—"

The man screamed miserably.

"Is that Ye Tianling?"

A strange expression appeared on Xi Junchang’s face.

The muscles on Die Xin’s pretty face twitched uncontrollably a few times.

Li Rushan’s mouth twitched, but he said nothing.

"Changyi Divine Son!"

The look of anticipation on Yao Qiye’s face froze, and his voice trembled.

"Changyi Divine Son, control your emotions! Don’t let hatred arise, or you’ll trigger the killing intent!"

Yao Nine Beauties shouted urgently.

After Bai Changyi was struck by four more axe blows, the attack finally stopped, leaving him collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

His once-powerful Cultivation had already plummeted to the Early Stage of Sword Void First Transformation.

Of his Three Souls and Seven Spirits, only one Soul and the Seven Spirits remained.

He had lost ninety-nine percent of his Soul Origin Power.

Now, even an ordinary Void Realm First Transformation Cultivator could kill him with a single slap.

A Divine Son of the Soul Race, now reduced to such a pathetic state.

Yao Qiye’s expression was exceptionally grim.

And Yao Nine Beauties’ eyes revealed utter shock and astonishment.

"W-Why did this happen?"

Yao Qiye was in disbelief.

’Could it be that the heavily injured Ye Tianling was still able to... beat Changyi Divine Son, who was at his peak, into this state?’

’Could it be that Ye Tianling is truly a peerless Divine Son?’

Yao Qiye’s heart suddenly filled with extreme unease.

’Did we really just pick a fight we can’t win this time?’

"You all are really something else."

Suddenly, Ye Tianling’s voice echoed from the void.

The entire world turned a deeper shade of crimson.

It was as if the sky and earth themselves had begun to weep blood.

Ye Tianling’s voice was cold—so cold that it sent a stinging pain through the souls of everyone present.

With the exception of Mu Yuxi, who was not deeply affected, everyone else—Die Xin, Li Rushan, Xi Junchang, Bai Changsong, Yao Qiye, Yao Nine Beauties, and Bai Changyi—felt a piercing pain in their souls.

Bai Changyi was already on the verge of death. Rocked by the pressure in Ye Tianling’s voice, he coughed up more blood, nearly unable to hold on.

Seeing him in this state, Yao Qiye and Yao Nine Beauties no longer bothered to curry favor with him.

Mu Yuxi didn’t spare Bai Changyi a single glance from beginning to end. Die Xin felt a slight urge to help, but ultimately held back, afraid of bringing trouble upon herself.

As for Bai Changsong, he merely gave Bai Changyi a cold look and said nothing.

He hadn’t offered any warning to Yao Qiye or Yao Nine Beauties earlier, let alone reminded Bai Changyi how to deal with the crisis here. Clearly, his relationship with Bai Changyi wasn’t as good as everyone had imagined.

"Ye Tianling, do you have any idea who you’re dealing with? We are Divine Sons and Divine Ladies who have awakened from our slumber since the ancient era of our Masters! We all possess a Life Guardian Brand! If we self-destruct and activate this brand, we will summon the most powerful guardian projection. When that happens, not only will a Sword Ancestor Level entity appear, but even more powerful beings might emerge to stand up for us!"

Yao Qiye took a deep breath, gathered his Soul Power, and spoke in a defiant tone.

"Oh, I know. A certain old dog named Bai Mei already tried to kill me. A pity he couldn’t take my life. So, to repay him for his ’care’, I’m going to take good care of you all, too! You like treating others as livestock to be slaughtered, don’t you? Well, I’m going to squeeze every last drop of value out of you, devouring your potential bit by bit!

Don’t be in a hurry. This is a process that you will remember for generations to come, never to be forgotten!"

Ye Tianling spoke word by word, his voice exceptionally chilling and cruel.

"Bai Mei... That’s Bai Yimei, the Daoist Ancestor of the Celestial Wing Soul Clan."

Die Xin murmured, revealing the identity of the old man, Bai Mei Sword Ancestor.

As she said this, Bai Changsong gave her an inscrutable look.

"You think pointing that out will let you stay out of this? That it’ll save your skin?"

Bai Changyi was a Divine Son, after all. After a moment’s respite, his Divine Blood Talent began to heal him, and he quickly recovered some of his strength.

His tone was ice-cold as he directly rebuked Die Xin.

Die Xin just gave a cold sneer and didn’t respond.

Any thought she’d previously had of helping Bai Changyi had long since vanished.

’Thinking you can stay out of this just by revealing Bai Yimei’s identity?’

’Do you take that Ye Tianling for an idiot? As if he couldn’t have guessed?’

"Whether she’ll live or not is hard to say, but she’ll definitely have it better than you,"

Ye Tianling retorted coldly.

With that, he directly gathered a sliver of his will and made it descend into the body of the blood-colored phantom, commanding, "Hack them! Every time they recover a bit of Primordial Qi, land another axe blow. If they kneel, kowtow, and beg for mercy, you can spare them the torture. Otherwise, hack them and then let them recover a little. Every ten minutes, strike them in a way that causes the most excruciating pain!"

Ye Tianling issued the command.

He was in an extremely weakened state and had forced this projection of his will here solely to viciously torture these so-called geniuses.

Meanwhile, in the outside world, he had charged into the Hell Demon Gate, but he was not in any danger.

It was the region of the Hell Red Lotus Fire.

It was a true sea of flames.

The Flame within was strong enough to bring about total Destruction—but as it happened, Ye Tianling was naturally unafraid of fire.