King of Creation Chapter 1649 - 1634: Yuann Yinying’s Ruthless Resolve

What sort of sensation is a heart-chilling feeling?

Yuann Yinying is feeling it right now—it's truly damn cold straight to the core!

At the final instant, he uncovered Di Kuohai’s real form, filling him with wild ecstasy, yet the three-move pact had come to an end.

He tried to shamelessly break the rules, but Ye Zhen stood firmly in his way.

Ye Zhen had summoned six Dao Realm powerhouses to oversee the duel.

With Yuann Yinying’s power, facing even one Dao Realm expert pushed him to his limit; facing more was utterly impossible.

Enveloped completely by the pressure from six Dao Realm experts, Yuann Yinying sensed a freezing chill within, and abruptly, realization struck him.

This three-move agreement was a massive trap set from the very beginning.

Even funnier, Yuann Yinying himself had suggested this three-move deal originally.

Di Kuohai had long ago called in six Dao Realm experts to supervise, stressing the three-move limit, and it now appeared he had foreseen this exact moment.

Did Di Kuohai predict this outcome right before the fight started?

From the outset until now, has everything fallen perfectly into Di Kuohai’s schemes?

With that thought, Yuann Yinying’s heart plunged deeper and deeper.

In stark contrast, Ye Zhen, who had just spun around, was drenched in cold sweat.

Truth be told, Ye Zhen had prepared thoroughly for this three-move challenge, banking on his techniques and the Purple Spirit, estimating an eighty percent success rate.

The initial two exchanges played out exactly as Ye Zhen had foreseen.

He expected Yuann Yinying to deploy Teleportation Divine Power, so he countered with Void-Slaughtering Radiance and Seven Formation Profound Fire Drill to pin Yuann Yinying down in a single strike.

Then, he unleashed the Purple Spirit Immortal Sword—something he hadn’t even used against Yuann Hongying—and plotted yet another blow against Yuann Yinying.

Ye Zhen had believed the Purple Spirit’s prowess would surely handle Yuann Yinying’s third assault.

But he never imagined that Yuann Yinying’s opening strike would not only provoke the Purple Spirit but force it to retreat at top speed, refusing a direct clash with Yuann Yinying.

If even the Purple Spirit avoided a head-on fight with Yuann Yinying, how could Ye Zhen possibly manage?

Though he planned to press the attack, Ye Zhen instantly fled, deploying eighteen Mirage Avatars to take a desperate gamble.

Yet Yuann Yinying’s Spatial Slash filled Ye Zhen with terror.

Ye Zhen understood clearly that, at his current level, even with Void-Slaughtering Radiance detecting the Spatial Slash early, dodging it remained impossible.

Should he emerge too close to the Spatial Slash, Ye Zhen would inevitably get pulled into the spatial rift.

In that instant, Ye Zhen wasn’t sure if those six Dao Realm experts could halt Yuann Yinying. A slight delay, and Ye Zhen’s life would be forfeit.

Still, per the Purple Spirit’s explanation, the core killing power of Yuann Yinying’s Spatial Slash lay in spatial disconnection force, capable of slicing and consuming anything near the rift.

Not even the present Purple Spirit could fully withstand it.

With Ye Zhen’s spiritual power as backup, though, the Purple Spirit might just barely survive Yuann Yinying’s Spatial Slash, at the cost of heavy damage or even a cracked sword body.

Yuann Yinying’s Spatial Slash struck too swiftly, however; the Purple Spirit needed prior preparation to possibly endure the deadly blow.

Materials for crafting an Acquired Spirit Treasure? Ye Zhen could source them anew, with future chances aplenty. But lose his life, and all opportunities vanished.

After careful consideration, Ye Zhen poured vast spiritual power into the Purple Spirit to ready it.

To his shock, Yuann Yinying’s hawk-like eyes, sharp as lightning, spotted the faint surge of strengthening spiritual power and pinpointed Ye Zhen’s true position.

Only in that desperate moment did all of Ye Zhen’s pre-battle setups activate at last!

"Yuann Yinying, the three moves are over, do you admit defeat!"

Admit defeat!

Admit defeat! Admit defeat! Admit defeat!

The phrase 'admit defeat' boomed like endless thunder in Yuann Yinying’s mind, leaving his head ringing and his spirit dazed.

Since reaching adulthood and venturing out for training, Yuann Yinying had faced defeats, but always against foes with far superior cultivation—sometimes realms ahead.

Yuann Yinying thrived on beating stronger rivals, deliberately challenging those with higher cultivation levels; losses happened, but wins delivered greater exhilaration.

Today, however, Yuann Yinying fell to a Fifth Stage Divine Communication Realm cultivator. Even under a three-move pact, given his fame and Peak Ninth Stage Realm King Realm cultivation, this defeat was utterly humiliating!

It marked an indelible stain on Yuann Yinying’s life and a disgrace to the whole Holy Eagle Family!

Yuann Yinying had come today to cleanse the Holy Eagle Family’s shame from Yuann Hongying’s loss to Ye Zhen, only to nail himself to the same pillar of infamy.

Right then, Yuann Yinying felt as if thousands of slaps had swollen his face.

With a grunt from his nostrils, Yuann Yinying silently acknowledged the harsh truth.

He had lost the three-move bet, but admitting defeat outright? Impossible for Yuann Yinying!

Defeat demanded consequences and honoring the pact.

Dropping the grudge with Di Kuohai posed no issue; he just needed to avoid pursuing or harassing Di Kuohai for a set time.

The real problem was the promise to Ye Zhen: one million jin of Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s True Dragon Essence Blood.

Mishandling it might doom the Five-clawed Silver Dragon.

The Five-clawed Silver Dragon wasn’t merely a mount.

With its acute sensitivity to spatial power—the Dao of space laws etched into its bloodline—it tore through space as effortlessly as breathing or dining.

Yuann Yinying, focused on spatial divine abilities, often soared atop the Five-clawed Silver Dragon, watching it navigate diverse spaces. This accelerated his grasp of space laws far beyond peers.

In essence, the Five-clawed Silver Dragon served as his vital cultivation companion.

Its death would inflict losses on Yuann Yinying beyond measure!

"Yuann Yinying, are you admitting defeat?"

Ye Zhen’s voice rang out like a funeral toll at that precise moment, "Since you’ve lost, will you honor your promise? Oh, right, as a direct descendant of the Holy Eagle Family, you wouldn’t stoop to welshing on a bet, would you?

You wouldn’t renege, right?"

Yuann Yinying’s fists clenched hard. In that instant, he yearned to rip Di Kuohai’s smug mouth to pieces.

Given any chance, he’d desperately try to dodge the debt!

Yet under the crowd’s scrutiny, Yuann Yinying had no room to cheat.

The Holy Eagle Family’s honor and pride could never suffer from his open breach.

His father had taught that timely shamelessness had its place.

But in this public spotlight, now was absolutely not the time to renege.

Dare he publicly shame himself and tarnish the Holy Eagle Family’s name? His two-faced father would flay him alive before everyone to salvage their reputation!

A bitter twist touched Yuann Yinying’s lips, then he gradually turned toward his distant mount and cultivation ally—the Five-clawed Silver Dragon.

The Five-clawed Silver Dragon grasped the dire circumstances but never dreamed its master Yuann Yinying would truly extract a million pounds of its blood.

Panic filled the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s eyes as it wildly shook its enormous head in denial.

But Yuann Yinying shook his head resolutely, turning the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s face to pure horror; silver radiance flared around it, space rippled, and it tried to flee.

Yet the moment silver light erupted around the Five-clawed Silver Dragon, it let out a piercing, agonizing shriek.

Yuann Yinying had ruthlessly triggered the divine soul restriction!

"Every member of the Holy Eagle Family holds family honor above life itself.

We’ll bleed, lay down our lives, risk soul dissipation—even then, we won’t sully the Holy Eagle Family!"

With these words spoken in a deeply grave tone that moved countless ordinary martial artists, amid the roaring cheers from the surrounding crowd,

Yuann Yinying blurred forward, mounting the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s back, then fixed Ye Zhen with a venomous stare. "One million pounds of essence blood—it’s yours. Catch it properly!"

The next moment, Yuann Yinying’s fingers cut like blades across the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s vital neck artery, unleashing a half-meter-thick stream of pale golden blood.

As the pale golden blood gushed out, the surging spiritual energy within and the subtle, mysterious runes flickering in it made every onlooker’s eyes burn with greed.

With the Ancient Dragon Clan bloodline, the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s true dragon essence blood was a supreme treasure all craved.

Even slaughtering millions of Flood Dragons, tens of thousands of Horned Dragons, and Ying Dragons across endless seas and peaks wouldn’t match one pound of this essence blood’s worth.

Not only the common martial artists—even the six concealed Dao Realm experts overhead couldn’t help gulping.

For their spatial Dao schools, Five-clawed Silver Dragon essence blood was priceless for comprehension, demanding huge prices and luck to obtain—yet now a million pounds dangled before them.

Were it not for the public eye, they’d have been tempted to snatch it.

Ye Zhen ignored it all; with a shrug, several Mirage Avatars appeared, each holding massive custom containers for true dragon essence blood, scooping it up without pause.

One million pounds of Five-clawed Silver Dragon essence blood outvalued the blood from slaying a hundred Blue-scaled Dragon Kings.

The Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s aura faded rapidly; life force drained away, its breaths shifting to pitiful whimpers.

Losing tens of thousands of pounds shrank its body noticeably; it lacked strength even to speak.

"Master..." Tears flooded the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s eyes; it sensed that releasing a million pounds would kill it for sure!

"Eat them!"

Yuann Yinying flung precious pills into the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s maw like mere fodder, but though the blood kept flowing, these merely stemmed the dragon’s aura decline slightly.

"Master..." The Five-clawed Silver Dragon pleaded through its weeping dragon eyes.

Yuann Yinying’s lips trembled, his fingers shaking beyond control.

If choice existed, he’d never resort to this.

His pills excelled at restoring spiritual power and wounds, but replacing essence blood—let alone a million pounds from a Five-clawed Silver Dragon—was futile!

"I hate this too, but... Hang on just a bit more..."

Before his sentence ended, Yuann Yinying’s eyes lit up, and he barked a fierce order at the Five-clawed Silver Dragon.

The Five-clawed Silver Dragon paused but yielded instinctively to Yuann Yinying’s command, gaping its bloodied jaws wide.

In the instant that followed, as Yuann Yinying swallowed fistfuls of pills, he slashed savagely at his own wrist vein.

Mighty, power-rich blood from Yuann Yinying poured into the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s mouth, carrying a strand of essence blood—a primal essence radiating dense pale golden might!

This bold move left every martial artist, including Ye Zhen, utterly stunned!