Soul Emperor Martial God Chapter 5067: When Xiao Yi woke up, when he settled the accounts

Amidst the void, a tempestuous storm raged on, and the battle persisted.

The Taixu Palace had, in a way, initiated a strategic withdrawal. However, the combat power arrayed across the five heavens remained entrenched within the void.

These five heavens fell under the absolute dominion of the Heavenly Emperor, leaving Xiao Yi powerless to compel their departure, even if he wished to. Consequently, despite the absence of the Taixu Palace's direct combat power, the endless void still found itself embroiled in a fierce, large-scale conflict. A chaotic melee ensued among the Blood Flame World, the rogue cultivators, mysterious forces, and the might of the five heavenly powers.

The void had become a colossal battlefield.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Myriad bolts of thunder descended, obliterating countless formidable bees into utter nothingness. It was, of course, Ran Qi who unleashed this devastating assault.

For the preceding months, Ran Qi had tirelessly moved from one battlefield to another, offering support across the Blood Flame World. Having just resolved the crisis on this particular front, Ran Qi traversed the void once more, setting his sights on the next engagement.

Suddenly.

A streak of light shimmered directly in his path, halting his advance.

The moment the light materialized, an intimidating spear intent emanated from it.

Cang! Boom!

Ran Qi’s spear thrust out instinctively, crackling with surging thunder. Upon their forceful impact, Ran Qi found himself at a disadvantage, forced back heavily.

"Hmph." After stabilizing himself, Ran Qi grit his teeth, his spear-wielding hand trembling ever so slightly.

"Gun Boy." Ran Qi narrowed his eyes.

Up to this point, among the young disciples who had surfaced, only Jian Tong and Huo Tong hailed from the Taixu Palace. The origins and identities of others, like Blood Boy, remained shrouded in profound mystery. The moniker 'Gun Boy' was, in fact, self-proclaimed by the combatant during Ran Qi’s initial encounter.

"Ran Qi." Gun Boy gazed at Ran Qi’s unsteady hand, a sneer twisting his lips.

"It appears your ceaseless efforts to aid all the battlefields have left you quite depleted."

"So what?" Ran Qi countered, pointing his spear forward, his imposing aura undiminished.

"So what?" Gun Boy scoffed. "This young master has been anticipating your arrival for quite some time. While the wait has been tedious, the thrill of lying in wait and having prey stumble into one's trap… that feeling is truly exquisite."

"Ah, yes, there’s a common saying for it, isn't there? 'Waiting for nothing,' hah."

Ran Qi squinted. "You seem exceedingly confident in your prowess."

"And you seem to have never witnessed a hunter being bested by its prey."

Gunboy sneered, "After this duel, the name Ran Qi will cease to exist."

"This Gun Boy declares it so."

Meanwhile, on another front.

A battlefield ablaze with flames unfolded. This realm belonged to Yan Yi and Huo Boy.

Within the Taixu Palace, Yan Yi had recently been freed from his restrictions and had once again returned to the void. He too, shortly after departing the Taixu Palace, had been continuously reinforcing various fronts within the Blood Flame Realm.

Just as his energy reserves were significantly depleted, Huo Boy made his sudden appearance, intercepting him in the void.

Huo Boy's expression was grim, and a cold sneer played on his lips.

"This young master guarantees that after this battle, Yan Yi will vanish from the void forever."

"Hahahaha!"

Two months passed.

The scene shifted to the battlefield designated for Ran Qi and Gun Boy.

"Six Terrifying Spears, kill!" Ran Qi bellowed with all his might.

"Demon Spear!" Gun Boy roared back, his voice icy.

The two spears clashed instantly, exploding with immense force.

Thunder engulfed a vast expanse of the star field. The spear strikes were sharp, potent, and unleashed a tempest of destruction.

As tranquility returned, Gun Boy sported a smirk, while Ran Qi stood panting, his energy nearly spent.

One was a highly accomplished ancestor, poised and full of vigor, having waited patiently. The other was merely at the peak of his cultivation, yet severely drained from his relentless journey, only to be ambushed en route.

The outcome, therefore, was hardly surprising.

Two months of intense combat had irrevocably sealed the fate of this duel.

"You have lost," Gun Boy declared, pointing his spear at Ran Qi, a mocking grin on his face.

Suddenly.

A dark light shot from Gun Boy's hand, engulfing Ran Qi and seizing him.

The speed of this dark projectile was blindingly swift. Ran Qi, already nearing exhaustion, had no hope of evading or dodging it.

The black luminescence instantly consumed Ran Qi entirely.

After an extended period, normalcy gradually returned to the area.

Ran Qi's pupils contracted sharply.

In the subsequent moment, the fierce light in Ran Qi's eyes abruptly vanished, replaced by a vacant, soulless stare.

Gunboy sneered, "From this day forward, you shall be a loyal hound to that certain individual."

On the other battlefield, the encounter between Yan Yi and Huo Boy mirrored this exact scenario.

The circumstances were identical.

One combatant was a seasoned ancestor, brimming with energy and having laid in wait. The other was at the zenith of his power but utterly depleted, ambushed mid-journey.

The conclusion was equally predictable.

A plume of black flame enveloped Yan Yi.

When the ethereal chaos subsided, Yan Yi's once vibrant eyes were now vacant and devoid of any light.

Huo Boy let out a series of strange, unhinged chuckles, a sound that was neither fully laughter nor sorrow. "It's over. You, Yan Yi, are defeated."

"From this moment on, you are nothing more than a puppet, just like me, dancing to the tune of that adult... hehe..."

Though Huo Boy's lips curved into a smile, it was a ghastly sight, his eyes betraying a profound sorrow.

In the boundless void, a tempest raged.

This all-consuming war had engulfed the entire endless void, even drawing in the Taixu Palace some time ago. However, two months prior, the Taixu Palace had suddenly made a decisive withdrawal.

Yet, having been entangled in this conflict, could the Taixu Palace truly extricate itself so easily?

That colossal dark net was on the verge of closing shut.

A terrifying hand seemed to grasp the entirety of the endless void within its palm.

On this fated day.

The Taixu Palace, a revered sanctuary of martial arts, was violently breached by an overwhelming force.

A colossal shadow descended from the heavens above the Taixu Palace, unfurling like a shroud.

It was as if a gathering storm cloud had descended upon the hallowed grounds.

Instantly, a chilling, deathly atmosphere permeated the entire Taixu Palace.

Whoosh, whoosh...

The Twelve Dao Ancestors were jolted into immediate alarm.

Gazing at the ominous expanse overhead, which threatened to engulf the Taixu Palace, the Twelve Dao Ancestors' countenances contorted in sheer terror.

"What a dreadful presence!" Mingli Daozu exclaimed, his face paling. "It radiates a profound darkness and icy chill."

Tianchao Dao Ancestor's expression mirrored the fear, gasping, "This aura... it belongs to the Tenth Emperor Realm, a demigod!"

Hooowl!

Suddenly, from within the swirling darkness, a black tornado plummeted from the sky.

Within this vortex, a monstrous beast materialized out of thin air.

The creature was entirely black, resembling a canine, yet it possessed no claws, limbs, or feet, only a visage of savage ferocity.

Witnessing the beast's apparition, the Twelve Dao Ancestors' shock intensified. "Impossible! The ultimate Heart Demon, the Chaos Fierce Beast?"

The Chaos Fierce Beast?

It was whispered to be the harbinger of the end of all Heart Demons, the most formidable of beasts.

One could only confront such a Heart Demon after attaining the Dao Ancestor level.

It was a terrifying entity that all Twelve Dao Ancestors had yearned to conquer.

"Taixu Palace, surrender, or face annihilation," the colossal beast rumbled, its voice a deep, resonant threat.

Abruptly.

Two figures detached themselves from the ranks of the Twelve Dao Ancestors.

Bang! Bang!

With two sickening thuds...

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Mingli Daozu and Tiancai Daozu simultaneously spat blood, their faces drained of color.

Behind them, Heavenly Sword Dao Ancestor and Wuxiang Dao Ancestor had delivered devastating blows to their backs.

"Heaven Sword! Wuxiang! You..." Daozu Mingli's face contorted in disbelief.

Heavenly Sword Dao Ancestor sneered, "When weighed against the destruction of Taixu Palace, I choose the former."

Would this day mark the final chapter for the Taixu Palace?

The answer remained shrouded in uncertainty.

However, on this very day, within the Yanlong Territory, specifically the Eastern Region.

Xiao Yi, who had been in deep seclusion, finally stirred, his eyes slowly opening as he emerged from his cultivation.

"It is done," Xiao Yi declared, a radiant joy suffusing his features, his expression brimming with newfound confidence.

"This time, it is time to settle the score."

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This is the second update.

Today's update is complete.

I will take a day off tomorrow and resume three updates per day the day after tomorrow.