Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 252: Let’s See How Long You Can Be Rampant
The Ancient Qi Ruins were steeped in a grim, blood-red slaughter.
Streaks of golden-red blood and flowing flames painted the sky, their momentum arcing across the heavens like a rainbow.
The world was a vast expanse of flowing purple light, crisscrossed by slaughter.
Sword light flashed and flames erupted as the clash between the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword and the Thunder Light Dao Sword grew ever more ferocious.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The Ancient Battlefield trembled and the earth shook.
Amidst the swirling dust and debris, shattered rock exploded and flew across the sky.
Ye Tianling was gradually adapting to his Ancestral Dao Battle Power. He grew more attuned to the world around him, becoming stronger with every exchange.
Long Yunfan’s expression was grim. A sense of crisis kept tearing out from the depths of his soul, chilling him to the core.
’Only by fighting Ye Tianling personally can one know how terrifying and tenacious he truly is.’
The most frightening part was his Daoist Sword, bonded to his very soul. If he didn’t chain it down with the utmost willpower, it would turn against him in an instant and attempt to kill its own master!
This terrified Long Yunfan to his core!
"I’ve used you to sharpen my sword, and now it is all the keener! But it’s time for this to end!"
Ye Tianling suddenly stopped in the middle of the void and spoke with indifference.
The Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword in his hand retracted all of its bloody, murderous aura, seemingly becoming one with his physical body.
Long Yunfan hovered in the distance, his expression frosty and his gaze bone-chillingly cold.
"Such shameless boasting! Ye Tianling, you are indeed a prodigy of immense power. But that’s all you are!"
Long Yunfan remained defiant, his killing intent seething.
For him, the battle had already driven him into a frenzy.
But for Ye Tianling, he was only now bringing out his full Battle Power, just getting warmed up.
While Long Fengyang had been depleting his foundations and biding his time, Ye Tianling was similarly honing his own Battle Power.
He was no Sword Ancestor. Even if he could temporarily elevate his Battle Power to this level, he lacked the deep foundation of someone truly at this Realm.
"Shameless boasting?"
A mocking sneer touched Ye Tianling’s lips.
Then, his figure abruptly vanished, only to reappear just as suddenly before Long Yunfan.
SWOOSH—
Ye Tianling channeled his power into the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword and thrust it straight at Long Yunfan’s head.
This was the Hidden Dragon Swordsmanship, but it was far more terrifying than any time he had used it before.
Ye Tianling had finally unleashed his strongest Battle Power, short of his Demon Heart Sword Body.
He had unlocked the peerless potential of his Ancient Divine Body, letting his power fully erupt.
His Hidden Dragon Swordsmanship unleashed a Sword Dao Killing Intent derived from the Reincarnation Life and Death Fist. A single strike seemed to transcend reincarnation itself.
PUFF—
Long Yunfan was struck by the sword, but he simultaneously launched a hasty, ferocious counter. With a loud BANG, he repelled Ye Tianling’s attack, but a searing pain shot through his glabella—his soul had been hit.
Long Yunfan retreated at extreme speed, yet he was still sent flying by the blow, staggering nearly a thousand meters back.
The soul-piercing injury had a critical effect on his Thunder Light Dao Sword, causing his body to tremble violently as he coughed up mouthfuls of blood.
SWOOSH—
Using Energy from the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword to fuel his Kunpeng Carefree Travel Body Technique, Ye Tianling’s figure abruptly disappeared, as if traversing the void and walking through nothingness.
At that moment, it seemed as if nothing between Heaven and Earth could stop him.
As Ye Tianling moved, he vanished without a trace. Combining the Turtle Breath Technique with the Kunpeng Carefree Travel Body Technique, his methods became uncanny and unpredictable, like the Divine Hundred Transformations.
SWOOSH—
The next moment, Ye Tianling appeared at Long Yunfan’s left and thrust his sword out once more.
PUFF—
Long Yunfan’s face was deathly pale. Dao light erupted from his body as he scrambled to defend himself again, but he was stabbed once more and knocked back.
He couldn’t stop coughing up blood. The once-fierce, evenly-matched stalemate had suddenly turned into a completely one-sided rout.
The onlookers were in an uproar.
The First Saint Son of the Cyan Dragon Race was actually losing, already showing signs of defeat.
"Do you see now? ’That’s all you are’? You’re the one who is nothing special!"
Ye Tianling sneered, standing in the void. His eyes were as cold as ice as he looked down upon Long Yunfan with an air of utter disdain for the world.
At the same time, he looked down upon the crowd of Saint Sons and Saintesses below, and even the Saint Masters!
"RAAAGH—"
Long Yunfan let out a thunderous roar.
He shot up toward the sky.
"Get down!"
Ye Tianling swung his sword in a downward slash.
The Tree Cutting Technique—the Panhuang Life and Death Killing Dao—was unleashed to its absolute limit.
The Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword actively drew blood, manifesting the Blood Killing Energy of the Blood-Colored Crescent Secret Realm.
PUFF—
A terrifying ray of bloody light shot toward the heavens as blood sprayed for thousands of meters.
The very instant Long Yunfan charged, the very instant his murderous Battle Power and the killing intent of his cyan Ancient Dragon Soul erupted, he was struck by a slash that ran diagonally from his neck, across his chest, to his waist.
As the sword struck, a multi-colored Flowing Light erupted from within Long Yunfan’s body. It gathered the Dao-rhymes of the world, exploded with a clap of thunder, and manifested a divine, ancient Spiritual radiance.
Blood gushed freely. With a single strike from Ye Tianling, Long Yunfan was sliced in two. A total of four protective Guardian treasures shattered before reforming, barely saving his life!
"Let’s see how many more times you can recover! That was just a warm-up! You really think you’re the First Saint Son? You’re not worthy! And that toad Long Cangqian is even less worthy!"
Ye Tianling barked, slashing out with another deadly strike.
This blow would surely kill Long Yunfan!
"Stop!"
Just then, Long Xuanji, the Saint Master of the Golden Battle Dragon—the Tribulation Fire Golden Dragon lineage—suddenly roared!
Simultaneously, he gathered a golden Holy Dragon Soul and unleashed a crushing attack toward Ye Tianling.
He had made his move!
A single blow shattered Ye Tianling’s killing strike.
"Void Body, emerge!"
Ye Tianling’s expression darkened, but he wasn’t surprised.
Long Yunfan was the former First Saint Son of the Cyan Dragon Race, a man of heaven-defying fortune. ’It was impossible for him to be killed so easily; it was only a matter of time before someone came to his rescue.’
’But are the Saint Masters really interfering already?’
Ye Tianling let out a sharp cry. Following Wan Jimie’s request from within the Heaven-Slaying Demon Slayer Sword, his glabella pulsed, and a bloody light scattered a cloud of blazing fire.
The cloud converged and gradually took shape, transforming into the spitting image of Ye Tianling.
The sight shocked everyone present.
Every Saint Son and Saintess was utterly stunned!
"What is that?"
"A Void Body? Ye Tianling has already condensed a Void Body? After having a Double Void Body, he can manifest another one before even reaching the required Realm?"
"How terrifying is that? How many laws of Heaven and Earth has this Ye Tianling broken?!"
"Looking back, he has been Breaking the Dao this entire time! Shattering the very laws of the world... It’s horrifying!"
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The Cultivators buzzed with discussion, all of them deeply shaken.
Even the Saintesses and Female True Disciples who had previously disliked Ye Tianling now found their beautiful eyes shining with a brilliant light, completely captivated by his incredible Talent.
"Long Xuanji? You old fossil, bring it on! I, Ye Tianling, will fight you with this Void Body! And the rest of you Dragon Race Saint Masters, why don’t you all come at me together? I’ll kill every last one of you!"
Using Ye Tianling’s voice, Wan Jimie began to spout arrogant taunts.
As he spoke, a thought from him activated the Little Faceless Technique. His Asura Killing Dao instantly transformed into the attack style of the Celestial Evil Heaven-Breaking Annihilation Dao, and he charged ruthlessly toward Long Xuanji.
"Brat, let’s see how long your arrogance lasts!"
Long Xuanji shouted coldly and charged forward, launching a powerful killing blow at the Void Body manifested by ’Wan Jimie’.
BANG—
The two killing intents collided. Every Cultivator present thought that Ye Tianling’s Void Body would be unable to withstand the killing intent of a Half-step Holy Dao expert.
But when the attacks collided, Ye Tianling’s Void Body didn’t budge an inch. Instead, it was Long Xuanji who was blasted backward, uncontrollably spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Ancestor Dao Realm? You’ve advanced your Void Body to the level of a Sword Ancestor? This Void Body... no, you refined this Void Body from Long Fengyang’s clone, Ye Fengyang, didn’t you?"
Long Xuanji seemed to have realized something, instantly concluding that this was the truth. The light in his eyes flared violently!
