"My god, he still has so much Spiritual Power!"
"Is this kid a freak?! What on earth is his body made of?"
The Niu Family Elders exclaimed in shock.
After fighting for so long and expending so much Spiritual Qi, this kid was still pumped full of adrenaline. Would his Spiritual Power never run dry?
"Oh no! Protect the clansmen!"
Recovering from their shock, the Elders immediately unleashed their Beast Soul Power. Their Spiritual Qi materialized into massive hands that hurtled toward Ye Xuan.
"You think you can stop me? Today, I, Ye Xuan, will slaughter every last person the Niu Family sends! Divine-Demonic Overlord Body!"
With a low roar, a twenty-meter-tall Divine Demon Statue suddenly materialized behind him. Ye Xuan was finally fighting for real.
"What... what is that?! Why is it so massive?"
"Is that a Beast Soul? But I’ve never seen a humanoid Beast Soul, let alone one this gigantic!"
"Even if it is, with a size like that, it has to be at least a Fierce Beast level Beast Soul or higher!"
Those witnessing the Divine-Demonic Overlord Body for the first time were absolutely dumbfounded. Amidst their astonishment, the Divine Demon Statue raised its hands and slammed them down toward the ground. The colossal palms blotted out the light, like a descending sky. And in that moment, the sky came crashing down.
BOOM!
Two deafening explosions echoed in quick succession as a massive crater was instantly gouged into the earth. Everyone caught in the blast was crushed into meat paste, including the Niu Family Elders who had just attacked. An instant kill—it was an absolute slaughter!
"No! Elders!"
Niu Tong’s eyes were bloodshot; he couldn’t believe what was happening right in front of him. These Elders were not weak Cultivators. In fact, one of them shared the exact same cultivation base as him. Yet, with a single wave of those hands, they were squashed into mincemeat. He wondered what grade of Martial Techniques Ye Xuan was using to possess such terrifying power.
The moment this Divine Demon Statue appeared, Ye Xuan’s combat prowess seemed to increase tenfold. Shock gave way to sheer terror for Niu Tong! For the first time, he looked at Ye Xuan with genuine fear. Ye Xuan’s strength had far exceeded his wildest expectations; his mere aura was enough to turn Niu Tong’s legs to jelly.
While Niu Tong stood paralyzed, Ye Xuan’s voice drifted over.
"This is completely pointless.
"None of you can even ignite my will to fight. Let’s stop playing around. Just die."
A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from Ye Xuan’s body.
THUD THUD THUD THUD THUD.
The Niu Family members who were frantically trying to flee were all forced to their knees. This group hadn’t even reached the Frenzy Spirit Realm. Against Ye Xuan, who had manifested his Divine Demon Statue, his mere aura was enough to claim their lives! Such was the absolute disparity between them.
If the Niu Family had ten thousand Cultivators, they might have been able to resist this oppressive momentum through sheer numbers. But right now, these five hundred people were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.
PFFT...
A moment later, the sound of blood being violently coughed up echoed through the air. Under Ye Xuan’s overwhelming pressure, these weaklings all died as blood seeped from their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths.
"Lian’Er!"
Ning Zheseng cried out in alarm. Fang Lian, who was standing beside him, was also bleeding profusely. He hurriedly channeled his Spiritual Qi, pulling Fang Lian into his arms and shielding her. Only then did she feel slightly better.
"Niu Tong, kill him! I want him dead!" Ning Zheseng suddenly snarled at Niu Tong.
"Understood! Kill!"
Since Ning Zheseng had given the order, Niu Tong had no choice but to attack. He immediately unleashed his Beast Soul Power and charged at Ye Xuan. Bolstered by the Beast Soul Power, his Spiritual Qi coalesced into a small mountain hovering above his head. This was the Niu Family’s signature technique—the Cyan Mountain Palm. As a Profound Level inferior-grade Martial Technique, its palm strike hit like a devastating avalanche, boasting astonishing power.
But it was useless. The Spiritual Qi mountain was shattered by a single slap from the Divine Demon Statue. Niu Tong spewed blood and was sent flying backward. When he crashed into the ground, he was completely unable to stand back up.
"Young Master Ning, run! This Ye Xuan is not someone we can defeat!"
Disregarding his own heavy injuries, Niu Tong frantically warned Young Master Ning. Young Master Ning didn’t say a word. He abruptly fired a bolt of Spiritual Qi, severing the ropes tethering the carriage, and firmly slapped the unicorn’s back. The unicorn instantly turned around and bolted.
Ye Xuan hadn’t expected Ning Zheseng to flee so decisively. He sneered coldly, "Coming and going as you please? What kind of place do you think my Hongtu Town is?!"
Ye Xuan’s speed spiked drastically as he vanished, reappearing right behind the galloping unicorn in the blink of an eye. Having advanced to the 4th Layer of the Frenzy Spirit Realm, Ye Xuan’s speed was no longer inferior to the unicorn’s. Once in range, the Divine Demon’s colossal hand executed a devastating horizontal sweep. Before the strike even landed, howling gales whipped up like a furious dragon.
Not daring to be careless, Young Master Ning hastily unleashed his Beast Soul Power. A miniature unicorn materialized above his head—the Beast Soul he had awakened was precisely the Unicorn Beast Soul. Pushing his Beast Soul Power to its absolute limit, Ning Zheseng’s body erupted in blinding, radiant light.
Despite his desperate efforts, his body was mercilessly swatted away. He crashed into the ground and spewed a mouthful of blood, feeling as though his internal organs had all shifted out of place. He was too strong. Even a basic attack from that Divine Demon Statue was something he simply couldn’t withstand.
The only reason he hadn’t been swatted to death was because, in the nick of time, his Level Three intermediate-grade Protective Talisman had automatically deployed its Guardian Barrier. Unfortunately, a Level Three intermediate-grade Protective Talisman was no longer enough to stop Ye Xuan.
Compared to Ning Zheseng, Fang Lian suffered a truly tragic fate. Her body was pulverized instantly; she was dead before she even hit the ground. Even the unicorn was splayed across the earth, whimpering incessantly. Its eyes were dim, already on the brink of death.
At this moment, Ning Zheseng gritted his teeth, struggling to stand up. Just then, another colossal palm descended from the heavens.
"No!"
Ning Zheseng let out a scream of utter despair, but his cry was swiftly drowned out by a deafening crash.
BOOM!
The earth quaked violently as the terrain trembled. A five-meter-deep palm print was stamped into the open clearing.
Ning Zheseng touched his own face, his heart pounding like he was on a roller coaster. He thought, "Am I not dead? I still have feeling. I still have my thoughts. Thank God, I’m not dead! I actually survived!"
Lying at the very edge of the colossal palm print, Ning Zheseng was drenched in cold sweat. It seemed that Ye Xuan’s strike just now had missed. After the initial surge of ecstatic relief, Ning Zheseng’s mind went completely blank. Having lived a life of pampered luxury since childhood, this was the first time he had ever felt so close to the brink of death.
In fact, he had quite literally pissed his pants in terror. A large, wet stain marred his trousers, and a faint stench of feces wafted through the air. It seemed the holy trinity of shit, piss, and farts had all decided to make a guest appearance in that heart-stopping moment.
"I scared the shit out of you that easily?"
Off to the side, Ye Xuan’s mocking voice drifted over. Clearly, his attack hadn’t missed by accident—he had deliberately aimed to terrorize Ning Zheseng. Yet, he hadn’t expected this kid to be such a coward that he would completely lose control of his bowels and bladder.
"Speak. How do you want to die? Should I slice your head off with a sword, or should I stomp it until it explodes?"
Ye Xuan’s words instantly jolted the dazed Ning Zheseng back to reality. He immediately began begging for his life, "Don’t kill me! Please, don’t kill me! I don’t want to die! If you kill me, my Ning Family will never let you get away with it! You won’t be able to hide what happened here today. If you kill me, you’ll die a grue—"
BOOM!
A heavy crunch echoed as brain matter splattered in every direction. Ye Xuan had stomped his head until it exploded.
Ning Zheseng was dead. His world grew permanently silent, never to be disturbed by the noise of the living again.