The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1410 - 1411: Blade Storm

The assault from Ao Yuntian inflicted no damage upon Qin Yong, a development that utterly stunned the disciples of the Wraith Clan.

"Unbeatable Vajra Fist!"

With fierce resolve gleaming in his eyes, Qin Yong, while deflecting the golden radiance, had already gathered immense power. Unleashing a sudden punch accompanied by a thunderous roar, the very fabric of space began to warp and fracture. The overwhelming pressure of his power nearly solidified, forming a spiral that tore towards Ao Yuntian.

"What immense power."

Ao Yuntian's heart skipped a beat; he discerned that Qin Yong's formidable might stemmed entirely from the sheer potency of his Invincible Battle Body.

Yet, Ao Yuntian did not counter. Gripping his longsword before his chest, he intercepted the substantial force that pounded like a spiral drill, compelling Ao Yuntian to retreat step by step.

Judging by the current turn of events, Qin Yong held a distinct advantage over Ao Yuntian.

"Invincible warrior!"

Qin Yong bellowed once more, his golden right arm erupting with dazzling light. He moved swiftly, striking directly at Ao Yuntian.

Observing Qin Yong's advance, an almost imperceptible smile touched Ao Yuntian's lips. He had merely been testing Qin Yong's capabilities earlier, holding back his true strength. While the Invincible Battle Body was indeed formidable, Qin Yong was an entire realm beneath him.

"Invincible warrior? I consider you naught but a fool."

Ao Yuntian spoke, then suddenly thrust his longsword, impaling Qin Yong's fist. Those who witnessed the exchange fully expected Ao Yuntian's sword to shatter instantly.

However, Ao Yuntian's longsword only bent, nearly folding in half, yet it stubbornly refused to break. It remained intact.

Buzz!

With a subtle flick of the blade, Ao Yuntian unleashed a terrifying shockwave that sent Qin Yong hurtling backward. The force transmitted through the sword nearly fractured Qin Yong's very being, and patches of his golden skin began to slough off.

The Invincible Battle Body, it seemed, had been shattered by a single maneuver from Ao Yuntian.

"Roar!"

Qin Yong let out a tremendous roar, lifting his head. With a massive hand, he swiftly grabbed Dantai Zanglian and Li Xiuyuan, then bolted in a direction to make their escape.

"Li Xiuyuan, ensure Senior Sister Zang Lian's safety. If anything befalls her, I will not forgive you."

Qin Yong paused, pushing the two forward with a palm strike before turning to face the disciples of the Dead Soul Royal Family.

"You two go and intercept those two, while I deal with the big one!"

Ao Yuntian commanded loudly.

"Yes!"

Over a dozen disciples from the Dead Soul Royal Family surged past Qin Yong, pursuing Dantai Zanglian. Just as Qin Yong prepared to intervene, Ao Yuntian launched his attack.

"You should consider yourself fortunate to die by my hand with this final strike."

Holding his longsword, Ao Yuntian stated nonchalantly, "I am the successor of the Sword Demon. This technique, I have not even employed in the Prince selection; my master once decreed I could only use it five times in my lifetime. I have never unleashed it before, and today, I shall try it upon you—I am eager to witness the true power of this move!"

Ao Yuntian's form ascended above Qin Yong, and he descended with a ferocious sword slash.

"Blade Storm!"

Boom boom boom boom!

With a single sweep of his sword, Sword Qi intertwined above Qin Yong, twirling in a cycle that nearly formed a colossal storm engulfing his body. Countless sword beams lacerated him, emitting a continuous metallic clashing sound. Eventually, the metallic impacts ceased, replaced by the sickening sound of flesh being rent. Gargantuan pieces of flesh flew outward, slipping from the vortex, revealing Qin Yong already prone on the ground, his body a mangled ruin.

"Haha, this is the Blade Storm. Its might is unparalleled, truly potent. With this technique, I am confident in my ability to contend with martial artists at the Divine Venerate Seven Souls level."

Ao Yuntian gazed upon the bloodied Qin Yong, remarking, "The Sword Qi of the Blade Storm has already permeated your entire being. Without any further action from me, your body will be shredded from within by my Sword Qi."

Having spoken, he turned away from the fallen Qin Yong and sped towards the direction Dantai Zanglian had fled.

"If only I had met you earlier, Sister Zang Lian, perhaps the outcome would have been different. You must escape!"

Qin Yong lay motionless on the ground, his gaze fixed on the heavens, sensing the rampant Sword Qi coursing through him. His blood-soaked face contorted in pain, and then his pupils dilated, becoming bloodshot as the Blade Storm's Sword Qi continued to churn within his body.

"Ahhhhh!"

Qin Yong screamed out in agony, uttering, "Sister Zang Lian, you must endure. I am unable to protect you in this life. Let us discuss this in the next."

"Senior Brother Qin Yong, why do you so readily speak of giving up? Life is indeed a precious thing."

A voice suddenly echoed beside his ear. Qin Yong glanced at the figure that materialized, his pupils constricting slightly. "Junior Brother Ye Mo," he uttered.

"Don't speak for now!"

With a flick of his fingers, Ye Mo remained expressionless as a surge of Tomb Dragon Power flowed into Qin Yong’s body. It swept through, purging all the Sword Qi remnants. Afterward, Ye Mo pressed some Pei Yuan pills into Qin Yong's mouth.

"Junior Brother Ye Mo, your strength?"

As his injuries gradually healed, Qin Yong could distinctly feel that Ye Mo's power had undergone a monumental transformation. He could no longer gauge Ye Mo; every movement exuded the aura of a seasoned master.

"I've only made a minor breakthrough, reaching the Divine Venerable Five Souls stage," Ye Mo stated calmly.

"Divine Venerable Five Souls?"

Qin Yong stared at Ye Mo, disbelief etched on his face. Advancing directly from the Early Stage to the Middle Stage of Divine Venerate, and achieving Five Souls—that was a leap of unimaginable proportions. Previously, Ye Mo, at Divine Venerable Three Souls, could already contend with ordinary Divine Venerable Six Souls cultivators. Now, with his advancement to Divine Venerable Five Souls, did that signify a combat power equivalent to the Late Stage of Divine Venerate? Perhaps even surpassing Divine Venerable Seven Souls to reach the might of an ordinary Divine Venerable Eight Souls.

The realization sent a shiver down Qin Yong's spine. Many martial artists spent their entire lives cultivating, only to be stuck in the Divine Venerable Middle Stage, unable to break through to the Late Stage. Even those who were formidable struggled to contend with Divine Venerable Seven Souls. For Ye Mo to have reached such a pinnacle was simply beyond comprehension.

"Why does Senior Sister Zang Lian desire the Myriad Demon’s Fire so intensely?" Ye Mo inquired, turning his gaze to Qin Yong.

Based on past interactions, Ye Mo knew Dantai Zanglian wasn't the type to abandon everything for mere resources. Yet, ever since their arrival in the Myriad Demon Realm, both Dantai Zanglian’s behavior and that of Qin Yong and Li Xiuyuan had been inexplicably peculiar.