Chapter 300: Slaying the Holy Son
Chapter 300: Slaying the Holy Son
Yu Feilong burned with rage; this humiliation of the Heavenly Palace had only ever been mentioned by Cheng Lingyu before. Now Hu Yuer’s repeated taunt scraped raw his wounded pride.
“You insolent brat—perish!”
Yu Feilong struck out violently, his barrage of ultimate skills threatening to tear apart the void itself.
Li Moru materialized beside Cheng Lingyu, sneering. “Disrespect the Heavenly Palace? Die.”
Though injured, Cheng Lingyu smirked defiantly. “You think you can kill me?”
Li Moru roared with laughter. “A mere Seven Levels of Soul Martial Arts? I could crush you single-handedly.”
“Then why hesitate?”
Cheng Lingyu’s icy calm stung like contempt, provoking Li Moru—one of the Heavenly Palace’s five holy sons, a future candidate to rule the sect.
“Eager to die? I’ll oblige.”
Li Moru spun sideways, activating the Skywing Escape technique. His body dissolved into a searing light blade that ripped through the void toward Cheng Lingyu.
Cheng Lingyu’s frosty gaze never wavered. A flick of his wrist awakened the magic knife in his palm. Dark energy surged, coalescing into an ethereal black blade that clashed against Li Moru’s attack.
Sparks flew as two supreme forces collided. Cheng Lingyu’s eyes gleamed coldly—the Ghostly Magic Blade had shed two seals. This ambush would end things decisively.
The Heavenly Palace had always been his enemy. From Mo Wuxie to Yu Feilong, none had shown him mercy. Now with two holy sons attacking, he’d return their brutality tenfold.
The magic knife’s emergence shook the battlefield. Divine Xiu Spirit Master bellowed, his roar materializing as a tornado of sound waves hurtling toward Cheng Lingyu.
Ready for this, Cheng Lingyu kept the knife’s momentum while his protective scroll whirled faster overhead.
CRACK!
Li Moru’s Skywing met the dark blade’s edge, nearly cleaving him apart. Cheng Lingyu staggered back from the spirit master’s sonic assault but retaliated instantly—Dreamy Demon Slash and Ghostly Magic Blade struck as one.
“INSOLENCE!” Divine Xiu Spirit Master teleported above Cheng Lingyu, stomping downward.
Cheng Lingyu’s figure blurred. His formation shattered the confining spacetime, sliding him sideways. Simultaneously, his Dreamy Demon Slash pierced Li Moru’s sea of consciousness.
A dark flash—the magic knife descended like death’s scythe. Li Moru’s head tumbled free.
Gasps erupted from the island’s spectators. A Heavenly Palace holy son, future leader candidate, obliterated by Cheng Lingyu’s ruthless strike.
Though unexpected, the magic knife’s unleashed power made it possible. Before Divine Xiu Spirit Master’s eyes, Soul Martial fusion had slain a holy son.
“You deserve death!”
Divine Xiu Spirit Master shook with fury. Witnessing the holy son’s execution before his eyes amounted to a blatant humiliation.
Yu Feilong stared in disbelief, rage boiling within him. How could Cheng Lingyu—a mere Seven Levels of Soul Martial Arts cultivator—slay Li Moru, who stood at the fifth level of Blood Martial? It defied reason.
Cheng Lingyu sneered coldly. “This world teems with frauds. Heavenly Palace’s holy sons either get crippled or slaughtered. That den of incompetence should disband.”
“You… perish now!”
Divine Xiu Spirit Master’s roar shook the air as his right hand clawed downward toward Cheng Lingyu.
Trapped by spatial confinement, Cheng Lingyu couldn’t dodge. The scroll above him flickered ominously, golden light erupting to intercept the giant hand. A shockwave blasted the assault aside.
“One magical artifact won’t save you!” Divine Xiu Spirit Master bellowed, seizing both Cheng Lingyu and the scroll. Though the defensive barrier held, crushing force leaked through, bloodying Cheng Lingyu’s lips.
Wan Fang charged with a furious roar, clashing against the Third Stage Spirit Martial expert. Nearby, Feixue struggled against Liang Wei’s Third Stage might, barely maintaining parity through relentless aggression.
Cheng Lingyu, coughing blood, spotted Wan Fang’s disadvantage. “Elder brother!” He hurled the Flying Flower Snow Moon Sword while slashing his magic knife to distract Divine Xiu Spirit Master.
The high-grade spirit artifact amplified Wan Fang’s combat power instantly. Across the battlefield, Hu Yuer traded blows evenly with Yu Feilong—a shock to spectators who’d underestimated her cultivation level.
“Skywing Escape!” Yu Feilong vanished, reappearing beside Hu Yuer with a skull-shattering palm strike.
Hu Yuer spun defensively, forced back repeatedly until Yu Feilong transformed into light wings—a universe-rending attack.
Crack!
A vertical eye split Hu Yuer’s forehead. Its beam pierced time itself, annihilating all in its path as Yu Feilong’s scream of dread echoed.
The beam of light was terrifyingly powerful, dissolving all matter and decaying every form of strength without making any sound.
Yu Feilong moved with extreme speed but couldn’t evade in time. His Skywing Escape clashed with Hu Yuer’s vertical eye, causing a cataclysmic explosion in that instant. The piercing shriek shook the heavens, startling even Divine Xiu Spirit Master.
Li Moru had just perished, and now Yu Feilong’s agonized cries filled the air. If another casualty occurred, wouldn’t Heavenly Palace face utter annihilation?
Divine Xiu Spirit Master vanished abruptly to aid Yu Feilong, only to be blocked by Wan Fang.
“Why hurry? Heavenly Palace has countless warriors. What’s losing one or two minnows?”
“Move!” Divine Xiu Spirit Master bellowed. “If he dies today, I’ll slaughter all three of you from Lou Ri City!”
Yu Feilong was sent flying with a bloodcurdling scream, half his body torn apart in the blast, his condition pitiful beyond words.
Cheng Lingyu’s eyes flashed coldly as he materialized beside the wounded man.
“What… what’re you doing?” Yu Feilong stammered, face white with terror.
“Didn’t you want me dead?” Cheng Lingyu hissed. “Here I am.”
The magic knife materialized in his grip, its edge glowing with lethal intent.
Yu Feilong shrieked in despair as Divine Xiu Spirit Master’s furious roar shook the clouds: “Cheng Lingyu! Don’t you dare!”
The commotion drew Hua Yuehong and Cold Xiu Spirit Master from their cave. They emerged just as Cheng Lingyu’s blade fell.
The Dreamy Demon Slash cleaved Yu Feilong’s head from his shoulders, annihilating his soul completely.
Cold Xiu Spirit Master trembled with barely contained fury. Hua Yuehong gaped in disbelief.
“You court death!” Hua Yuehong lunged at Cheng Lingyu, attacks merciless and precise.
“Lan Xiaozhu warned you chose wrong,” Cheng Lingyu retorted grimly. Though gravely injured, he met her assault head-on, magic knife swirling with dark energy.
Divine Xiu Spirit Master descended into madness at Yu Feilong’s death. “I’ll slaughter every last one of you!” His frenzied assault battered Wan Fang backward, blood spraying from the man’s lips.
Cold Xiu Spirit Master surveyed the battlefield coldly. With two holy sons of Heavenly Palace slain by Cheng Lingyu, only vengeance remained. Her burning gaze settled on Lou Ri City’s trio.
Hu Yuer bit her lip. The situation worsened by the moment – Liang Wei and two enraged Spirit Masters against their dwindling forces. Though desperate to aid Cheng Lingyu, she knew her efforts wouldn’t alter their doomed fate. Yet abandoning him was unthinkable.