Capítulo 1526: Chapter 1499: You’re Worse Than an Ant!
“It’s over!”
Yun’s head buzzed with shock, instantly going blank.
That voice was all too familiar.
It was Wang Shaojie, sneaking around with Ye Yingge in the cave!
Why are you coming out at this moment?
Yun felt an icy shiver all over; dying in battle was not frightening, at most he’d lose one life. At least his family would get the protection of the Wang Family, continuing in their prosperity.
But if Wang Shaojie died,
his family would face the wrath of the Wang Family.
No one could be spared.
“Run, Young Master, quickly run…” Yun turned his head with difficulty, his face dry like old tree bark, yelling out in deep fear and despair.
“…”
Wang Shaojie, adjusting his clothes as he walked, looked utterly bewildered.
He saw something hovering in the air.
A dry corpse with a bark-like face was shouting at him.
Stunned for a moment,
he finally recognized it was Yun, his guardian.
“Y-Yun, why… why are you like this?” Wang Shaojie looked confused, seeing Yun, who might turn into a full corpse at any moment, his face growing pale.
Yun was one of the reasons he could roam recklessly on the battlefield!
But now…
Yun was on the brink of death, possibly falling at any time.
How could he not panic?
Yun mustered all his remaining strength and shouted, “Young Master, run, quickly run… Go back and tell the master that Xiao Lin killed me…”
Boom!
A terrifying energy erupted from within Yun.
His previously withered body suddenly regained vitality.
Surging white light enveloped him.
He was burning his Primordial Spirit.
The blazing fire of the Primordial Spirit filled every inch of his skin and muscle, making Yun’s entire body transparent, bathed in white light, like a god, like a saint.
Suspended mid-air.
With a boom, Yun broke free from Xiao Yi’s constraints, reaching out with his palm.
Limitless earthly power gathered.
Void trembled.
In his hand, a shaft of white light slowly condensed into a silver-white spear.
The spear’s entire body gleamed with white light.
As if a white dragon coiled around it.
The spear tip was incomparably sharp; a mere gentle swing emitted a humming sound of spatial shock. Yun stood firm, guarding Wang Shaojie behind him, with a ferocious yet hysterically crazed gaze fixed on Xiao Yi: “As long as I’m here, you won’t harm the Young Master!”
“I said, even if the king of heaven comes, he won’t save him!”
As Xiao Yi spoke,
a massive sword shadow had already formed in the void.
The giant sword towered over ten thousand feet, surging with golden light, entwined with dragon and phoenix patterns.
One sword to astound the heavens.
One sword to shatter the sky.
Xiao Yi flicked his fingers.
The suspended giant sword descended from above, sweeping across with annihilating sword intent that cut through everything. Where it passed, the void trembled, terrifying fissures spread over tens of miles.
This is the space of the boundary battleground!
Much more stable than in the Unharmed Heaven Realm.
Xiao Yi could easily cleave through the battleground space with this sword, showing how terrifyingly sharp it was.
“Young Master, activate the Qiankun Command given by the master, quickly go!”
Yun turned to glance at Wang Shaojie, who was stunned by the terrifying sword light, then turned abruptly back, his face covered by white light, eyebrows like blades interlocked, shouting, “Flying Dragon in the Sky!”
Ang!
The pure white light on the spear in his hand expanded thousands of times in an instant.
A silhouette nearly ten thousand feet merged with his body.
Shooting straight to the heavens.
Charging at the towering sword shadow.
This was a battle to the death.
And…
This was also Yun’s last desperate strike, unleashing all his strength into a potent and terrifying ultimate attack.
Without hoping to kill Xiao Yi.
Just hoping to secure enough time for Wang Shaojie’s escape.
However.
Yun still underestimated Xiao Yi’s power.
He was not merely an expert who had just entered the Saint King Realm, as Yun had thought, but a standout among the Saint Kings. Even the Supreme Sect’s leader of the Unharmed Heaven Realm was far from being Xiao Yi’s opponent.
Bam!
The collision of sword and spear caused a sudden halt in that stretch of void.
As if everything had fallen into a stationary state.
Then…
With a resounding crash.
The spear of a thousand feet shattered explosively.
Yet the sword shadow was unaffected, suddenly slashing down from the sky, ripping Yun into countless pieces with a boom. Even his Primordial Spirit’s flame was completely annihilated by the terrifying Sword Intent.
The giant sword of a thousand feet continued to descend.
It seemed almost certain to cleave Wang Shaojie apart.
But just at the moment when it was half a meter from his head, the giant sword of a thousand feet stopped with a hum.
Thud!
Wang Shaojie was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he fell to his knees.
Xiao Yi flickered and landed in front of him.
Gulp!
Wang Shaojie swallowed hard, the cold sweat on his forehead trickling down as he forced himself to look at Xiao Yi with fear in his heart: “Who… who are you?”
“If you don’t recognize me, don’t you at least recognize them?”
Xiao Yi sneered coldly.
Behind him…
Shu Feng.
Wei Du.
Luo Xiang…
The corpses of the squad of warriors, drawn by the power of the Origin of Heaven and Earth, slowly floated around Wang Shaojie.
Their lifeless eyes, filled with a cold and eerie light, fixed on Wang Shaojie, sending a chill down his spine, as if he had fallen into a millennium-old ice cellar.
Scrambling backwards using hands and feet.
The corpses of Shu Feng and the others also moved with his crawling, continuously approaching him.
As if they were vengeful spirits seeking retribution, relentlessly entangling him.
“Are… are you Xiao Lin?”
Wang Shaojie finally remembered what Wang Hui had mentioned before – that Shu Feng and the others had a new recruit named Xiao Lin in their squad, but he hadn’t paid attention at the time. In his eyes, what could a mere recruit do, even if the strongest recruit?
After all, his father was the commander of the Vermilion Bird Legion.
Who could possibly harm him?
But now…
He finally understood how wrong he was.
Grievously wrong.
The opponent not only dared to seek revenge but had already slain Wang Hui, Yun, and others.
Leaving him alone.
“Tell me, how do you want to die?” Xiao Yi asked.
Die?
Wang Shaojie shivered all over and quickly said, “No, I don’t want to die… Xiao, Xiao Lin, as long as you spare me, I promise not to seek revenge. Moreover, I can introduce you to my father. With your strength, plus my father’s recommendation, becoming a vice-legion commander is undoubtedly attainable…”
“I’m sorry, but what you propose has no use for me. Right now, I just want to kill you and avenge them!” Xiao Yi stepped forward, step by step, accompanied by the advancing corpses of Luo Xiang and the others.
Trapping Wang Shaojie within.
Thud!
Thud!
Wang Shaojie’s heart raced, the fear on his face intensifying, and his hoarse voice screamed: “Why? They are merely ants, it’s their privilege that this young master took a liking to their spoils, that they had value to be utilized. Why must I be buried with them?”
Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow, shaking his head with a cold laugh: “Even now, you’re so obstinate. You think you’re superior, more noble than them? That’s only what you think, but in my eyes, you’re not even worth the ants!”
“You…”
Wang Shaojie opened his mouth, but under Xiao Yi’s terrifying pressure, he couldn’t even speak.
Xiao Yi said: “Since you have no final words to leave behind, allow me to send you on your last journey!”
Buzz!
Xiao Yi flicked a finger, a glint of cold light congealing at his fingertip, shot towards Wang Shaojie’s head. What seemed a casual flick was in fact an attack capable of shattering the heavens and earth. If it landed on Wang Shaojie, he would surely find no escape from death.
However…
At this critical juncture.
A purple light suddenly emerged from Wang Shaojie’s body, transforming into a purple shadow that deflected the fatal attack. Following that, a purple glow gradually converged in front of Wang Shaojie, materializing into a majestic man in a purple robe.
He stood with his hands behind his back, like the master of the vast starry sky.
His face was filled with cold indifference and pride, his eyes seemed to pierce through the void, his deep voice full of authority and dominance: “Daring to harm my son—don’t you wish to live?”