Chapter 1234: Chapter 1234: Martial Soul Suppression?
Qin Hao looked coldly at Xiao Yi.
No, to be precise, he was watching Xiao Yi dissolve into nothingness under the fire of his Martial Soul.
"Originally, the first person I wanted to fight after coming out of seclusion was Fang Shushu."
"Unfortunately, Fang Shushu left the Four-direction Domain; it’s also unfortunate that as my first opponent, you’re too weak."
Qin Hao shook his head, the contempt on his face turning into a tinge of disappointment.
"Originally, wielding that mid-grade Holy Artifact, you should have been able to put up a fight against me."
"At the very least, it could have given me a practice bout, rather than being such a thorough defeat."
"Is it necessary?" Xiao Yi ignored the black flame on his body, letting out a cold laugh.
In fact, with Qin Hao’s current strength, whether or not Xiao Yi held the Cold Flame Sword was irrelevant.
The vast gap between the Saint King Third Layer and the middle Saint Emperor Stage wasn’t something a Cold Flame Sword could bridge.
"I’ve said it, defeating you is enough." Xiao Yi’s cold laugh turned into a grin.
Inside his body, a strand of Primordial Power was already connected with the Blood Pill.
Xiao Yi’s greatest life-saving card was naturally the Ice Phoenix Sword.
However, Qin Hao hadn’t forced him to that extent yet.
Nor did he want to use the Ice Phoenix Sword.
Currently, the only thing that could bridge this massive power gap was the Blood Pill inside his body.
"Explode, Blood Pill." Xiao Yi muttered softly in his heart.
He had never wanted that Blood Pill to grow stronger.
For once such a bloodthirsty thing erupts, the consequences are unimaginable.
But now, he had no choice.
He even chose to voluntarily detonate the Blood Pill.
In front of him, Qin Hao’s face showed no intention to fight, looking at Xiao Yi as if he were a dead man.
"Facing death, you still dare act wild."
Bang... The black flame encircling Xiao Yi’s body exploded once more, its power surging sharply.
"I no longer have the patience to watch you slowly die."
With the surge of Primordial Power in his body, the power of the fire from his Martial Soul increased tenfold.
It wouldn’t take long for Xiao Yi to be burned into nothingness.
"Then let’s see who dies first." Xiao Yi coldly laughed.
Inside, that Blood Pill was ready to erupt.
However, at this moment, an inexplicable agitation within caused Xiao Yi’s face to change.
His cold smile turned into a look of extreme seriousness.
Qin Hao noticed, and coldly laughed, "Feeling extremely uncomfortable?"
"The Primordial Power’s suppression, the flames burning your body, the utter pain throughout yet unable to resist—does it hurt?"
"Remember, if you don’t have the strength, don’t act wild. This is the consequence of provoking my Qin family now."
"Oh, but it seems you have no future left." Qin Hao coldly laughed once more.
Qin Hao coldly laughed, but suddenly his face changed.
"Hmm?" Qin Hao looked at Xiao Yi in shock.
The black flame on Xiao Yi’s body gradually dissipated, and the oppressive aura on him was also gradually disappearing.
"How is this possible?" Qin Hao’s face was full of shock.
Xiao Yi laughed, albeit a peculiar laugh.
A moment ago, he had intended to detonate the Blood Pill.
However, just a second before the detonation, a sudden agitation within made his face fall.
That agitation came precisely from the Ice Phoenix Sword within his body.
Xiao Yi suddenly realized that his Primordial Power had never been suppressed.
If it were suppressed, how could he control it so precisely, connecting it precisely with the Blood Pill?
The Primordial Power of all the martial artists around was chaotic and uncontrollable.
But his Primordial Power was always surging powerfully, unaffected at all.
Martial Soul suppression? He didn’t see the Ice Phoenix Sword being suppressed; instead, it was agitating wildly within.
At this time, Qin Hao’s face had already drastically changed.
"How could it be? How could the fire of my Martial Soul just dissipate?"
The flame gathered in Qin Hao’s hand had already dissipated, and even the Martial Soul Illusion behind him was collapsing.
The surging Primordial Power in his body was in chaos and running rampant.
"Now it’s my turn." Xiao Yi coldly laughed, abandoning the thought of detonating the Blood Pill, and withdrew that strand of Primordial Power.
Clang...
An ice-cold sword, exuding a frigid aura, instantly formed.
"Blood Realm Slash." Xiao Yi uttered lowly.
A stream of blood-colored Sword Qi struck, and before Qin Hao could react, he was blasted away with a single strike.
"Hao’er." In the spectator stand, the Old Patriarch Qin exclaimed.
The Qin Family Martial Artists could barely sit still.
"How could this be? How could the eldest young master’s Primordial Power suddenly become unstable and be suppressed by that Xiao Yi?"
On the Martial Arts Arena.
Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh...
A series of blood-colored Sword Qi shot out.
The sword in Xiao Yi’s hand was merely an ordinary sword formed from condensed Primordial Power.
But in his hand, in the hand of this supreme Sword Cultivator, it was no inferior to a Divine Weapon.
With the sword drawn, nothing could stand in its path.
Boom... Boom... Boom...
Explosive sounds rang out on Qin Hao’s body.
"Pft... Pft... Pft..." Qin Hao continuously retreated, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
Whoosh... Xiao Yi’s figure flashed, wielding the sword as he stepped out.
In fact, with his strength, detonating that Blood Pill made defeating Qin Hao not difficult.
After all, the Blood Pill already contained a tremendous amount of Blood Qi, and the Blood Realm Four Forms derived from it were exceptionally powerful.
Nonetheless, since now there was no need for such trouble, Xiao Yi spared himself the effort.
Without the Martial Soul augmentation from his second awakening, defeating Qin Hao was not challenging for Xiao Yi.
"Blood Storm Slash." Xiao Yi shouted fiercely.
Although Qin Hao’s black Martial Soul was suppressed, his aura had surged considerably.
Amidst the surging Primordial Power of the middle Saint Emperor Stage, his Protective Elemental Power was extremely strong.
Though with Xiao Yi’s current cultivation, relying solely on the Blood Realm Slash could at most lightly injure him.
Boom... Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword.
"Pft." Qin Hao spewed another mouthful of blood, with his blood surging, almost erupting.
"You have lost." Xiao Yi said coldly.
With Xiao Yi’s current power, just one sword could make him violently bleed to death.
"Lost?" Qin Hao’s face twisted in anger, "No, I haven’t lost... Pft."
At this moment, in the spectator stand, Elder Qin’s eyes suddenly narrowed, a sinister glint flashing across them.
"Take action."
Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh...
A series of powerful presences instantly leaped towards the Martial Arts Arena.
"Elder Qin, you..." The Fang Family Master and Old Master Guu’s faces changed at once.
"Hmm?" On the Martial Arts Arena, Xiao Yi reacted quickly, immediately sensing faintly a chillingly murderous Palm Wind attacking him.
"Xiao Yixiao." The Fang Family Master shouted, "Qin Zhen, you dare?"
Whoosh... The Fang Family Master instantly leaped out.
Elder Qin coldly laughed, "Want to save this boy? Better look after your daughter first."
Several Qin Family Elders instantly attacked Fang Muxue and others.
"Bastard." The Fang Family Master burst into anger, his figure pausing, immediately heading towards Fang Muxue.
"So fast." On the Martial Arts Arena, Xiao Yi’s face changed.
Before he could react, a terrifying force had already slammed him a hundred meters away.
"Pft." Xiao Yi spewed a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.
With just one palm, Elder Qin severely injured him.
"Boy, I’ll have your life."
Elder Qin struck with another palm, aiming directly at Xiao Yi.
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Chapter four. (Added)
