Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 111 - 109: Ferocious Enemies

"There’s no suspense now that Helan Xing is making his move!"

"That bastard got lucky, but becoming a cripple is worse than death!"

Guo Wenzhan watched as Helan Xing made his move first; he couldn’t help suppressing his desire to strike, his face cold and grim.

Among everyone present, none hated Xu Yang more than him, Helan Xing, and Surihan!

The others might want to see Xu Yang defeated, killed even, but their anger was nowhere near as fierce as the three’s.

Helan Xing made his move silently—no one warned Xu Yang!

The miserable Surihan’s pupils contracted, a wild joy spreading across his face.

"Xu Yang, you’re dead!"

Xu Yang’s brows tightened, every hair on his body standing on end!

A terrifying sense of danger rushed at him from behind!

"Shit!"

Without hesitation, he dove forward violently.

BOOM!

A thunderous crash; where he had just stood, a giant pit was blasted out.

Xu Yang saw this, his face turning pale, feeling as if facing a great enemy!

Helan Xing—his aura was overwhelmingly powerful!

Far stronger than before!

Xu Yang might have defeated Surihan, but now, facing Helan Xing—he didn’t stand a chance!

Helan Xing sneered, "Relax, I won’t kill you. I’ll just cripple you!"

"Cripple me?" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Xu Yang sneered, "So the Barbarian Race’s ’top prodigies’ are nothing but bunch of shameless thugs. If you’ve got the guts, why not wait till I reach the Yang Realm before coming at me?"

The crowd’s expressions instantly grew even gloomier.

In truth, even Surihan making a move was bullying the weak, but he still lost!

A mighty Yang Realm bullying a Yin Realm—if word got out, they’d be a laughingstock!

Only now did many realize—Xu Yang was just an Early Stage Yin Realm Martial Artist!

Helan Xing was one of the top ten Blood Generals, lofty and proud beyond measure.

At this moment, Xu Yang’s words made the muscles on his face twitch uncontrollably.

"Stop talking to him, he’s stalling for time!"

"Hmph, why bother worrying about such things when dealing with a Qian clansman?"

Guo Wenzhan immediately shouted.

Helan Xing laughed madly, "Little bastard, I swear I’ll make you suffer!"

BOOM!

He was upon him in an instant, his aura even more violent and savage than before, almost matching a Middle Stage Yang Realm Martial Artist!

With a single palm, the space twisted; waves of fury crashed like mountains collapsing, destroying everything!

Xu Yang’s face changed dramatically; instinctively, he raised his saber, retreating constantly.

BANG!

Xu Yang’s face twisted in agony, the skin of his palm splitting open, barely able to hold onto the Demon Dragon Saber, his whole body sent flying several meters away.

SPLURT!

Xu Yang spat out a mouthful of bright blood, his face deathly white!

"What inheritance did he obtain? His power seems to have completely transformed."

Xu Yang was shaken to his core.

Helan Xing hadn’t used his full strength, yet was already this terrifying—if he unleashed his inheritance, Xu Yang couldn’t even imagine the outcome.

"Today, no one will be able to save you!"

Swish!

Helan Xing leapt into the air, both palms flying out; seal marks formed out of thin air, crashing down like a prison from the sky.

The power around was sealed in all directions—a chilling, horrifying force!

"Damn it!"

Xu Yang grit his teeth, his gaze wild.

At this moment, he could only go all out!

Just then, an angry shout rang out.

"Stop!"

"Helan Xing, are you trying to kill my husband?"

Husband?

Hearing Tuoba Hongyu openly declare Xu Yang’s identity in front of everyone, Helan Xing shuddered, his eyes turning red. For a moment, he ignored Xu Yang, but glared deathly at Tuoba Hongyu: "This Qian clansman—what right does he have?"

Tuoba Hongyu walked over from beneath the Heavenly Monument, speaking each word clearly: "Even if he didn’t exist, I still wouldn’t choose you!"

"Helan Xing, you truly disappoint me!"

"Aaaahhhh~!!!"

Helan Xing looked crazed, letting out a sky-shaking howl.

Tuoba Hongyu’s words struck like knives straight into his heart—he couldn’t accept it.

"Xu Yang, DIE FOR ME!" He suddenly lowered his head, murderous intent flooding his eyes.

Now, he wasn’t just planning to cripple Xu Yang—he wanted him dead!

Xu Yang retreated frantically.

Just as the countless seal marks smashed downward, a graceful figure shot forward at astonishing speed, blocking Xu Yang from harm.

Tuoba Hongyu stood unwaveringly before Helan Xing!

"Get out of the way..."

Helan Xing’s face changed dramatically, trying desperately to restrain himself.

BOOM!

The mass of seal marks barely missed Tuoba Hongyu, crashing to the side threateningly.

Helan Xing’s aura was thrown into chaos, reverse-flushed as he vomited a mouthful of blood, eyes filled with bitter fury.

Meeting Tuoba Hongyu’s icy gaze, he bit his lip until it bled, slowly shifting his gaze away, then glared fiercely at Xu Yang: "You bastard, don’t let me catch you alone!"

With that, he turned and stormed off.

The whole area fell deathly silent.

Even Guo Wenzhan glanced at Helan Xing and couldn’t help but shiver—not daring to get involved with this mess.

This guy was on the verge of madness!

But honestly, who could accept this?

As onlookers, watching Tuoba Hongyu side with Xu Yang was hard enough; for Helan Xing, who had loved her for years, it was pure agony.

"Are you alright?"

Tuoba Hongyu turned to Xu Yang.

Xu Yang finally exhaled in relief, shook his head lightly, his face still grim.

Even if Helan Xing was bullying the weak, Xu Yang couldn’t accept it.

His strength—still not enough!

Staring after Helan Xing’s retreating figure, Xu Yang’s eyes flashed coldly: Don’t let me catch you alone either!

"Is it because of the Blessing Elixir?"

Tuoba Hongyu’s expression was helpless.

Xu Yang receiving the Barbarian God’s inheritance would surely stir up a storm—much more than they’d expected.

"That’s right!" Xu Yang didn’t deny it.

"What inheritance did you obtain?"

"Cangxu Divine Eyes!"

After that battle, many had already guessed—there was no point hiding it.

Besides, he suspected Tuoba Hongyu’s own inheritance might be even more astonishing!

"Cangxu Divine Eyes... Pupil Technique..." Tuoba Hongyu’s eyes flashed with brilliance; she gazed at Xu Yang deeply, then suddenly teased, "Will you be my husband?"

Xu Yang furrowed his brow, scoffing, "Princess, are you sure you want to accept me?"

"Don’t pretend you’d sacrifice everything for the Barbarian Race when, deep down, you’re more unwilling than anyone!"

From Tuoba Hongyu’s very first probe, Xu Yang had seen her ambition.

This talk was just to fool Helan Xing!

Directly exposed, Tuoba Hongyu’s beautiful face turned cold. She snorted and looked away.

Just then, Tuoba Dajiang and Wuo Chengfeng woke up from their inheritance.

Tuoba Dajiang approached, glanced at Xu Yang, then fixed his gaze on Tuoba Hongyu: "Princess, treating a Qian clansman like this will upset everyone!"

Wuo Chengfeng—originating from the Kunwu Division!

But his gaze toward Xu Yang was just as hostile!

You could say, among the dozens of Barbarians here—none bore Xu Yang any goodwill!

If not for Tuoba Hongyu, they might have pounced, tearing him limb from limb!

All of them—enemies!

"What do you want?"

Tuoba Hongyu frowned.

Tuoba Dajiang grinned, "Taking the Barbarian Race’s top inheritance without paying a price? That’s too much!"

He paused, fixing Xu Yang with a cold gaze: "I’m not bullying you; since your strength rivals someone newly stepped into the Yang Realm, if you can pass through the Army’s Nine-Shadow Battle Formation, this matter is settled. If you can’t, destroy the inheritance you gained yourself!"