The first blade of light swept across Ye Yu’s body.
Next came the second, third, and fourth.
Countless blade glares pierced through Ye Yu with ease.
He still didn’t make a single move.
Only when it reached the eight hundred and ninety-ninth strike did Ye Yu suddenly raise his hand and catch the edge of the blade.
In an instant, every long blade dissolved into pure white light and vanished.
Tang Wushuang froze where she stood, staring in disbelief at the long blade in her left hand.
The Illusory Blade... was caught?
In her entire life as a yokai, this was the first time she had ever seen such a thing.
Ye Yu said calmly, “Whether it was the two blades you first revealed or the countless phantoms that followed, they were all just illusions meant to deceive.”
“In truth, from beginning to end, you had only one blade.”
“The Mantis Clan’s Illusory Blade is nothing more than that.”
Ye Yu pressed lightly. Using the Demon Arrival Heaven Method as his foundation, he snapped the long blade in two on the spot.
With it, Tang Wushuang’s fighting spirit shattered as well.
In that moment, despair washed over her. She knelt before Ye Yu and raised her head. “Can you tell me how you saw through it?”
Ye Yu chuckled and did not answer.
To see through the Illusory Blade, he relied, ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) of course, on the dream-born talent Heaven-Defying Comprehension.
That talent does more than accelerate cultivation; it also perceives the essence of all things.
It strips away appearances and looks straight into the original core.
Seeing the true body of the Illusory Blade was only the most basic application.
He could even imitate it.
He slowly closed his eyes. After a brief thought, he gripped the air with both hands, and two long blades took shape from condensed yokai power.
With a light swing, two became four, four became sixteen...
A world of blades appeared once more.
This was not a simple copy; in Ye Yu’s hands, the Illusory Blade seemed strengthened.
Innumerable blade glares screened off heaven and earth.
They not only locked onto an opponent’s vital aura with ease, but also punched straight through the opponent’s psychological defenses,
making them involuntarily feel an absolute mismatch—seeking only a swift death.
At the brink of death, a faint smile appeared on Tang Wushuang’s face.
To die beneath the Mantis Clan’s ultimate secret art—wasn’t that an honor in its own right?
Only, the scene now was far too dramatic.
She remembered how Ye Gongqiang had once told her that his nephew was a peerless prodigy, one in ten thousand.
Back then, Tang Wushuang had only sneered.
A prodigy? She had seen far too many prodigies.
She had eaten far too many prodigies.
So by comparison, she was the true prodigy.
Only upon meeting Ye Yu did she realize how mediocre those so-called prodigies—and she herself—really were.
There truly are prodigies in this world; it just wasn’t her.
[swish]
As the blade glare flashed by, Tang Wushuang was annihilated, body and soul.
After finishing off the new city lord, Ye Yu turned and looked toward Ye Gongqiang in the distance.
By now, the man’s gaze was vacant.
His faith had clearly collapsed.
That was exactly the effect Ye Yu wanted.
He wanted his uncle to understand just how foolish his former choices had been.
With a sweep of Ye Yu’s wide sleeve, countless sword auras burst forth and riddled Ye Gongqiang’s body through and through.
The uncle was dead beyond any saving.
After tidying up the trash, Ye Yu turned, ready to say a few words to Xiao Wen.
He suddenly saw Ye Xiang already standing before him,
lifting a hand to rummage through the hair on top of his head.
“Hey, old man, what are you doing!”
“It’s fine, it’s fine. I’m checking your breed. Hm, all black bear fur—very good. I remember when you were born, there wasn’t any Mantis Clan holding you!”
Ye Xiang was so agitated his words tumbled out.
He had clearly been worried after seeing Ye Yu display the Illusory Blade.
After all, that was the Mantis Clan’s ultimate secret, forbidden to anyone outside their kind.
So Ye Xiang suspected Ye Yu might have some kind of gene mutation, which was why he came to check.
Frankly, he’d only gotten a bit smarter lately—that’s the only reason he didn’t blurt out the truth.
Otherwise, Ye Yu’s killing intent toward him would have been deeper than the sea.
Three days later.
After settling Ye Xiang and Xiao Wen, Ye Yu chose to leave again.
Before departing, he explained things clearly to Xiao Wen.
He would soon enter the God Realm; if he couldn’t come to see them in the future, he asked for their understanding.
Xiao Wen felt complicated.
People always wish their children would become dragons, but if a child truly becomes a dragon, how could he stay by his parents’ side every day?
Perhaps this is what gain and loss means.
Composing herself, Xiao Wen simply urged Ye Yu to stay safe and let him go.
Since he had become a dragon, he should soar across the nine heavens.
A mother must not be a burden.
Ye Yu nodded heavily, then left behind a great pile of cultivation materials and departed.
As for the old man, there was no need to explain anything.
With his peculiar way of thinking, real conversation was impossible—better to let Xiao Wen take her time explaining.
Some time passed.
Ye Yu stood atop the highest peak in the Yokai Realm, gazing at the sky.
A gentle wind blew, stirring his robes—and the sheets of paper in his hand.
During this time, it wasn’t that he couldn’t step through the void into the God Realm; he had been forcibly suppressing his realm, doing his best not to enter.
The reason was simple.
Using the talent Heaven-Defying Comprehension, he wanted to feel this world more deeply and find the shortest path to ascend to the God Realm.
It might sound vague and ethereal,
but after careful study, he truly worked it out.
Ye Yu discovered that after stepping into the Emperor Realm, one could sense the power of the Great Dao.
To advance quickly from early Emperor Realm to the peak, the simplest method was to temper one’s own path using the Dao of heaven and earth,
to bring the two as close to the same frequency as possible.
That way, it was like controlling the subtlest threads of heaven and earth.
By forging the body with the power of heaven and earth, he could not only greatly hasten his cultivation, but also refine a physique comparable to the New God Realm.
Entering the God Realm in a most perfect state would smooth the Great Dao ahead—benefits upon benefits.
Ye Yu wrote down all his insights in a book, intending to send it to the Celestial World for his wives, so they could step into the God Realm as soon as possible and reunite with him.
Perhaps that was the most meaningful—and most romantic—thing in this dream.
