Chapter 1200: Chapter 1200: Death of the Evil Cultivator
Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...
Xiao Yi no longer gathers flames, but raises his sword and charges.
In an instant, within a hundred-meter radius, Sword Qi crosses fiercely.
Cold and sharp Sword Qi, densely packed, all aimed at the elder.
The elder neither dodges nor flinches, just stares coldly at Xiao Yi.
Countless sword energies hit him, yet all were blocked by a layer of dark aura enveloping him.
As long as the power of the Blood-sucking Pearl isn’t exhausted, he won’t be harmed in the slightest.
Xiao Yi was helpless, trying one last tactic.
This was his last resort. If he couldn’t prevail, he’d have to...
Thinking thus, Xiao Yi clenched his teeth and swung the Cold Flame Sword like a dance, endlessly.
Up to now, Xiao Yi had employed nearly all his means, still unable to deal with the Blood-sucking Pearl.
This path leads only to death.
But, in fact, he has one last card, something always his greatest trump.
Yes, the Ice Phoenix Sword.
But that backlash is too terrifying.
The extreme cold backlash is one of the few pains he finds hard to endure.
Of course, Xiao Yi doesn’t care about this pain.
What he cares about is the previous experiences of backlash, which are etched in his memory.
After each backlash, the injuries he received were almost impossible to heal with Elixirs.
The meridians inside his body were severely damaged, leaving him shattered, with his spirit deeply wounded, requiring long recovery just to heal.
Xiao Yi doesn’t have the time to get injured, nor the time to wait for recovery.
Moreover, an ancient evil artifact like the Blood-sucking Pearl is no trivial matter; even if he destroyed it and killed this elder, he’d lose half his life.
If the damage is severe, his cultivation would decline, potentially rendering his months of hard training futile.
If there’s another way, he’d never choose to use the Ice Phoenix Sword.
But if there truly is no way, rather than wait for the Blood Elixir’s power to deplete and die, he can only give it his all.
Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...
The rampant cross-cutting Sword Qi bombarded for two hours.
Yet, the elder remained unharmed.
The Blood-sucking Pearl showed no significant depletion of power either.
The Blood Qi Power contained within the Blood-sucking Pearl filled Xiao Yi with horror.
But the elder was equally shocked.
"Such prolonged Sword Qi cross, yet his aura shows no sign of weakening." The elder stared at Xiao Yi, baffled.
"How could someone at the mere Saint Realm Peak possess such astounding Primordial Power?"
Xiao Yi paid no heed to the elder’s amazement, gripping the Cold Flame Sword tightly.
Then he flashed forward, slashing towards the elder.
"Blood Realm Slash." Xiao Yi roared fiercely, delivering a full-strength slash.
This would be his last slash, his final attempt.
If it still has no effect, he’d have to use the Ice Phoenix Sword.
Clang...
On the Cold Flame Sword, blood-colored energy surged, before reaching the elder, its blade turned and struck heavily on the Blood-sucking Pearl.
"Still using the same tactics?" The elder remained unmoved, sneering chillingly.
"Useless, after another half day, your bloodthirsty intent will be exhausted."
"Then, it will be the time for this old man to take your life and break free, hehe hehe."
Amid the eerie laughter was pride, and an uncontrollable urge to kill when gazing at Xiao Yi.
The Blood-sucking Pearl remained unharmed.
Xiao Yi showed a grim expression, his spirit now linked with the Ice Phoenix Sword within him.
This was his last trick.
However, just as he was about to summon the Ice Phoenix Sword and harness its power...
Suddenly, the Cold Flame Sword flickered with light.
"Hmm?" Xiao Yi was startled, "Sword Spirit?"
The sword body of the Cold Flame Sword kept vibrating.
"You want to absorb this power?" Xiao Yi’s expression changed.
Xiao Yi was aware that the Cold Flame Sword houses a Sword Spirit.
He recalled warning the Sword Spirit.
He knew that the vibrating and flickering lights of the sword body were the Sword Spirit seeking his approval.
"Absorb, absorb hard for me." Xiao Yi responded instantly, showing delight, and shouted.
Almost at the moment Xiao Yi’s words fell.
The sword body of the Cold Flame Sword ceased vibrating, but the light grew even stronger.
"Hmm?" The elder, who had remained disdainful and murderous, suddenly changed his expression.
"Absorbing the power within the Blood-sucking Pearl?"
"Hmph, just a mid-grade Holy Artifact, biting off more than it can chew."
The elder sneered coldly, and with a thought, the Blood-sucking Pearl glowed intensely.
The Blood-sucking Pearl was under his control.
But, after a few seconds, the elder’s face drastically changed.
"How is it possible, the Blood-sucking Pearl can’t withstand the absorption from a mere mid-grade Holy Artifact?" The elder’s eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Boy, get lost." The elder finally took action for the first time.
Withered hands grasped fiercely towards Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi was unafraid, Sword Qi condensed in his hand, pointing directly ahead.
The sword finger and withered hand collided instantly but remained in standoff, neither yielding.
"Without the Blood-sucking Pearl, I don’t need to fear you." Xiao Yi sneered.
Xiao Yi held his sword in one hand, touching it against the Blood-sucking Pearl; and with the other, his sword finger resisted the elder’s withered hand.
Their clash proceeded like this, marking the first appearance of a decisive outcome.
It was evident that the glow on the Blood-sucking Pearl constantly dimmed, its aura growing weaker.
While on the Cold Flame Sword, the light grew stronger, its aura more surging.
"How is it possible, how is it possible..." The elder appeared frenzied.
The bloodthirsty power he painstakingly absorbed, the Essence Blood of countless demon beasts and human Martial Artists, was rapidly being absorbed by someone else?
His aura was connected with the Blood-sucking Pearl.
He could clearly feel the power rapidly draining within the Blood-sucking Pearl, even his body’s Primordial Power was continuously depleting.
"Impossible... impossible..." The elder could no longer remain calm.
His body emitted a frenzy of Primordial Power, attempting to repel Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi watched coldly, feeling unafraid.
The Sword Qi within his sword finger firmly resisted the elder’s Primordial Power.
And the Cold Flame Sword in his other hand, ’obeying’ Xiao Yi’s orders, was absorbing vigorously the Blood Qi Power within the Blood-sucking Pearl.
Xiao Yi looked at the increasingly radiant Cold Flame Sword, his face lit up with joy.
The Blood-sucking Pearl, indeed an ancient evil artifact, immensely powerful.
Yet Xiao Yi remembered that the Cold Flame Sword, though initially crafted, was already a formidable item revered within the Sword Domain.
Although he didn’t know why such a powerful sword was merely a mid-grade Holy Artifact.
But Xiao Yi only needed to know that it was now overwhelming the Blood-sucking Pearl, just this will suffice.
"Seems like in half a day, it won’t be me dying, it’ll be you." Xiao Yi coldly smiled at the elder.
"Impossible... impossible... damn, you’ll pay." The elder looked frantically.
The evil cultivator practiced the Evil Dao, and while owning the Blood-sucking Pearl, his power was indeed formidable, even eight Vice Hall Masters combined couldn’t prevail.
But now, it was clear that his mental state was exceedingly unstable.
Within mere minutes, the aura on the Blood-sucking Pearl decreased rapidly.
"Damn, you’ll pay..." The elder’s wild gaze suddenly fixed on Xiao Yi.
"You’ll pay..."
This was the elder’s last word.
BOOM... a thunderous explosion instantly ravaged the entire Demon Beast Forest.
"Self-destruct?" Xiao Yi’s pupils shrank, his complexion changed dramatically.
The self-destruction of a Martial Arts Emperor, and at such close range, how terrifying must the power be?
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The third update.
