Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 133: Soul Tribulation Mark

’No, impossible! This is absolutely impossible!’

Fang Qingxue trembled, her face turning deathly pale.

She refused to believe it.

She refused to believe Wan Xuegui could be so clever.

She refused to believe Wan Xuegui could have plotted against her.

But as a profound sense of crisis erupted within her, all other thoughts vanished from Fang Qingxue’s mind.

She could only hope—that her trump card could save her life, that it could protect her Dantian Sword Spirit from Destruction!

But would it be enough?

She didn’t know.

BOOM—

At that instant, the Thunderous Pearl detonated.

The concussive force and the resulting chaotic turbulence erupted from the center like a mushroom cloud.

Ye Tianling, a full five hundred meters away, was still sent flying by the blast.

The spatial Imprisonment covering the area shattered under the force of the blast and then vanished completely.

Consequently, all of Ye Tianling’s abilities were restored.

But for that very reason, he didn’t dare to linger. He immediately used the Turtle Breath Technique to conceal himself completely.

He was now in the Sword Soul Second Heaven Realm, but he was almost certain he was no match for Fang Qingxue.

The gap in Battle Power between the Sword Soul and Sword Spirit Realms—an entire Great Realm apart—was terrifying.

What’s more, he was only at Sword Soul Second Heaven, while Fang Qingxue was at the Half-step Sword Void Realm. Additionally, the real Wan Xuegui and the ever-looming threat of Wan Jimie were lurking outside, watching like tigers. Ye Tianling couldn’t afford to use his trump cards carelessly.

Ye Tianling waited quietly, uncertain if Fang Qingxue was dead.

Her death would certainly be a relief.

The chaotic Energy gradually dissipated.

The Spiritual Spring had collapsed, leaving only a field of rubble.

This patch of Space was as silent and desolate as ever, but the power of Imprisonment was gone.

Fang Qingxue’s snow-white Spiritual Gauze Skirt fluttered, unstained by even a speck of blood.

Her black hair was unbound, whipping about wildly.

Her eyes were blood-red, filled with a bone-deep hatred.

"Wan Xuegui, you destroyed the protection of my Soul Tribulation Mark! I will not rest until one of us is dead!"

Fang Qingxue bit out each word, her hatred chilling to the bone.

’I got away just in time,’ Ye Tianling thought, his heart trembling at the sight. ’If that life-saving Guardian had activated and locked onto me, I’d be dead or crippled!’

This confirmed it for Ye Tianling—Fang Qingxue’s background was astonishing!

’Her life-saving protection is a Soul Tribulation Guardian?’

Ye Tianling had no idea what a Soul Tribulation Guardian was.

But the word ’Tribulation’ alone was enough to prove its protection was at least at the Sword Ancestor Level!

Only an Unparalleled Sword Ancestor who had passed their Tribulation could withstand such a force!

Ye Tianling watched quietly. He was tempted to rush out and finish Fang Qingxue with a single strike, but he restrained himself.

’When it comes to treasures, I really can’t compete with these favored daughters of heaven and their astonishing backgrounds.’

’As for trump cards, Fang Qingxue surely has more than a few.’

Ye Tianling tried to activate another Thunderous Pearl, but he couldn’t establish a connection with it. He had no choice but to give up.

"Wan Xuegui, get out here!"

Fang Qingxue roared angrily.

"Get out here—"

"Get out here—"

Her voice, infused with Sword Spirit Power, thundered endlessly, echoing throughout the area.

Of course, Ye Tianling wasn’t foolish enough to reveal himself. Fang Qingxue had likely just used a powerful trump card; her Battle Power had to be off the charts.

Fang Qingxue searched carefully.

As time passed, Fang Qingxue began to cough. Crimson blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, her face grew paler, and her aura steadily weakened.

But Ye Tianling wasn’t falling for it—regardless of whether her weakness was real or feigned.

A Thunderous Pearl clutched in her hand, her eyes blazing with chilling hatred, Fang Qingxue still couldn’t find any sign of ’Wan Xuegui.’

Finally, she glanced thoughtfully at the shattered space above the former Spiritual Spring, then flew away.

After a moment, Ye Tianling, still concealed, quietly followed. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

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After flying out and entering the region of the Blood-Colored Ice Lake, Fang Qingxue’s aura grew even weaker, and the blood trickling from her lips increased.

Her passing stained a small patch of the lake water red.

Suddenly, Fang Qingxue stopped. Ahead of her stood Wan Xuegui, his face savage and sinister, contorted with extreme rage.

SWOOSH—

Fang Qingxue remained motionless, but then she suddenly burned some of her Essence Blood, channeled her Sword Spirit Power, and instantly hurled the Thunderous Pearl.

The Thunderous Pearl shot toward Wan Xuegui like a blur.

Wan Xuegui jolted, his expression changing drastically. He pushed his Ten Thousand Thoughts in One Heart Sword Technique to its absolute limit. His power at the Sword Spirit Third Heaven Perfection Realm allowed him to dodge by a hair’s breadth, and by activating his Battle Armor’s Defense Power, he finally blocked the Thunderous Pearl’s blast.

"Ye Tianling! You shameless bastard, disguising yourself as a woman to attack me!"

"Did you think I, Wan Xuegui, wouldn’t be on my guard?!"

"Go on, try it again! Try to blow me up again!"

"Hahahahaha! You missed! Can’t get me now, can you? And look at you, you seem pretty badly hurt, don’t you?"

Having dodged the Thunderous Pearl, Wan Xuegui felt a wave of profound relief wash over him and couldn’t help but start gloating.

"Die!"

Enraged, and thinking Wan Xuegui was mocking her, Fang Qingxue unleashed the full power of her Sword Spirit at the Sword Spirit Third Heaven Perfection Realm and charged directly at him!

"You think I’m afraid of you?!"

Wan Xuegui executed his Ten Thousand Thoughts in One Heart Sword Technique, also unleashing the power of his Sword Spirit at the Sword Spirit Third Heaven Perfection Realm, and clashed with Fang Qingxue.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A brutal battle erupted. The fight was cataclysmic, causing explosions to rock the Blood-Colored Ice Lake again and again.

Wan Xuegui was covered in blood, grievously wounded.

Fang Qingxue was coughing up blood nonstop, her face deathly pale, looking as if she could collapse at any moment.

’Vicious! To think Ye Tianling is this strong even when disguised as a woman!’

The longer Wan Xuegui fought, the more terrified he became. As fear took root in his heart, he stopped hesitating and prepared to seize the first opportunity to burn some of his Essence Blood and flee using Blood Escape.

Seething with hatred, Fang Qingxue clenched her teeth and continued her fierce battle with Wan Xuegui.

Wan Xuegui’s words had sobered her up considerably, allowing her to piece together part of the truth. The realization nearly drove her mad with rage.

"I really am Fang Qingxue! I was tricked by Ye Tianling, who was disguised as you! He stole the Creation Ice Blood Lotus and blasted me with two Thunderous Pearls! I only managed to snatch one of them back! When I saw you just now, I thought you were him!"

Fang Qingxue suddenly explained.

Wan Xuegui froze when he heard this.

SWOOSH—

Fang Qingxue burned her Essence Blood, transforming into a streak of bloody light that vanished into the distance.

She had been the first one unable to hold on, and had fled!

’Fuck—she’s finally gone! If she hadn’t left, I would’ve been beaten to death! I have to run! In my current state, I’m no match for that Ye Tianling! But, that bastard... I may not be able to beat you, Ye Tianling, but taking care of your disciple will be a piece of cake! That damned Que Xinyan, that fucking rat! I’m going to go recover, and once I’m healed, I’m coming to settle the score with you, you fucking rat! It had to be you who sold me out!’

Wan Xuegui’s face was a mask of fury.

Then, he heaved a sigh of relief, only to spit out several mouthfuls of blood as his injuries worsened.

But he didn’t dare hesitate or delay. He immediately burned his own Essence Blood, transforming into a streak of bloody light and fleeing.