Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates
Chapter 121 - 119 Bing Ya Shows Her Strength

Chapter 121: Chapter 119 Bing Ya Shows Her Strength

The overwhelming palm shadow eclipsed the sun, like Divine Punishment descending, bearing the momentum to obliterate everything, earth-shattering and rolling in overwhelmingly.

Boom!

In an instant, the sound shook the heavens, gravel flew, and Xiao Ye’s residing mountain peak was destroyed from top to bottom by this palm strike, turned into ruins.

"Zhao Qian!" Xiao Ye was both shocked and furious.

How could he have imagined, even after becoming a Direct Disciple, Zhao Qian would dare to strike with such unbridled aggression—was he so emboldened simply because he was the Great Elder’s Direct Disciple, to behave so recklessly?

"I originally wanted to deal with you slowly, but since you dared to harm Yimei, I will erase you now!" Zhao Qian’s expression was cold as he stepped through the void, appearing like an invincible king, the terrifying power fluctuations sweeping across the sky caused even distant mountains to tremble.

Boom!

Zhao Qian struck out with another palm, and the overwhelming hand obliterated everything in its path.

Ptooey!

Xiao Ye scrambled to dodge but still got grazed. Despite his powerful physical defense, he still got injured and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Humph, what does it matter if you become a Direct Disciple? In my eyes, you are still nothing but an ant!" Zhao Qian’s body exuded overwhelming power as he pursued Xiao Ye, an unstoppable force.

"Heaven Burning Slash!"

"Four Tripod Heavenly Technique!"

"Fighting Fist Technique!"

Xiao Ye roared, drawing the Heavenly Termination Saber, and channelling all his strength to its pinnacle, his formidable presence surging mightily through the Nine-layered Heaven.

His Cultivation had not yet truly entered the Seventh Level of the Innate Realm, but the power he exhibited was certainly sufficient to cross a major realm and defeat a Martial Artist in the Late Stage of Innate Realm Seventh Layer.

Yet his opponent was Zhao Qian, who had already reached the Early Stage of Innate Realm Ninth Layer, the Heaven’s Chosen Son of Chongyang Sect, the one listed on the Hidden Dragon List of Black Dragon Country, truly a generation’s Young Supreme.

"I will make you realize, the techniques you pride yourself in are no match for me," Zhao Qian’s body surged with True Qi, his overwhelming palm nearly covered the sky, plunging the day into darkness.

Clang!

Xiao Ye’s Blood Qi converged into two real and one illusory Giant Cauldrons, buzzing non-stop before dissolving into nothingness. Under the tumultuous Blood Qi, Xiao Ye immediately spewed out another mouthful of fresh blood.

Immediately after, the Flame Blade Light of the Heaven Burning Slash was also shattered by Zhao Qian’s palm, even the Heavenly Termination Saber was knocked from his grip.

All of Xiao Ye’s strength burst forth, yet it still couldn’t withstand Zhao Qian’s palm. He was sent flying into a mountain peak, his body drenched in blood. If not for his formidable physical body, he would have surely perished.

The disparity was simply too great!

Zhao Qian was more than two major realms above him, a casual palm strike could severely wound him, all his trump cards weren’t enough to contend.

"Run, run to your heart’s content. The Fourth Elder’s seclusion spot is very far from here; he won’t know you’re in danger," Zhao Qian laughed arrogantly, striking out with another palm, the tremendous energy boiling and surging, obliterating the mountain where Xiao Ye stood.

"Zhao Qian, one day, I will kill you!" Xiao Ye’s eyes brimmed with cold fury, then decisively fled.

Only by preserving his life, would he have a chance for revenge!

Liu Yiyi stood on the summit of a mountain, her expression cold: "Xiao Ye, even if you become outstanding, you will never surpass your brother Zhao Qian."

Boom!

Zhao Qian chased relentlessly, and mountains along the way collapsed under his attacks, as if doomsday had arrived, dust filled the air, and the earth cracked open.

"Is there really no one in Chongyang Sect to stop Zhao Qian?" Xiao Ye spat another mouthful of blood, his eyes full of despair.

The commotion of the battle was so intense, other Direct Disciples surely noticed, but so far, not a single person had come forward to stop Zhao Qian, or even to speak a word of justice.

"Good! Such a Sect is truly heartless!" said Xiao Ye in a bitter laugh.

At that moment, Zhao Qian had caught up, covering within a radius of a hundred steps all around Xiao Ye with his overwhelming palm, and Xiao Ye, too heavily wounded to escape any longer.

"Ants, die!" Zhao Qian’s face full of arrogance, as if he could already see the scene of Xiao Ye’s flesh and blood flying.

Boom!

Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold aura swept across the entire Heavenly Dome, transforming into an Energy Light Column that cut across the void, striking against Zhao Qian’s palm.

Boom!

An intense sound echoed, the shockwave surged in all directions for tens of miles, shaking all the mountains around.

Zhao Qian’s face changed, his palm was actually caught by someone.

"Zhao Qian, my Master is in seclusion, and you dare to be so presumptuous?" A figure in green clothes, with a light veil and an enchanting posture, appeared in front of Xiao Ye.

"Sister."

Seeing the Green-clothed Woman, Xiao Ye’s heart filled with gratitude, but at the same time, he worried. Zhao Qian’s power was too terrifying, Bing Ya might not be able to withstand him.

"It’s you." Zhao Qian stopped, staring at the Green-clothed Woman. Xiao Ye didn’t see it, but Zhao Qian’s eyes showed a rare hint of wariness.

"He is my Junior Brother, only I can bully him. Apart from me, no one else is allowed!" Bing Ya’s eyes glowed with a chilling light as if it could freeze the void.

Hearing this, Xiao Ye gave a wry smile; his sister’s tone was as domineering and protective as the Fourth Elder, but to him, it sounded very warm.

Everyone else feared Zhao Qian’s strength and background, but Bing Ya alone stepped forward to shield him from Zhao Qian.

"Hmph, no one can stop the person I, Zhao Qian, want to kill!" Zhao Qian snorted coldly, the wariness in his eyes dissipating, returning to his arrogant demeanor.

"Is that so?" Bing Ya smiled lightly, "It seems you have forgotten our battle."

At these words, Zhao Qian’s face suddenly changed, as if recalling something, his gaze flickered.

Xiao Ye was astonished; from Bing Ya’s words, it seemed that she had fought Zhao Qian before, and it looked like Zhao Qian had suffered a considerable loss.

"Could Senior Sister’s cultivation be on par with Zhao Qian?" Xiao Ye thought to himself, somewhat shocked.

When Bing Ya had previously taken action to subdue him, she always directly utilized the Martial Arts True Intent, and had never used her cultivation, so he was unaware of her current level of strength.

"I, Zhao Qian, have long since surpassed my former self!" Zhao Qian bellowed, a terrifying surge of power sweeping across the heaven, followed by a palm thrust towards Bing Ya.

Bing Ya’s figure was graceful and full of a sacred aura. Suddenly, her hair began to move without any wind, and a power surge no weaker than Zhao Qian’s erupted from her delicate body.

Boom!

With a graceful wave of her hand, the vast Innate True Qi unraveled Zhao Qian’s attack like a ribbon, the fearsome shockwave rapidly spreading in all directions.

"Early Stage of Innate Realm Ninth Layer!" Xiao Ye’s heart pounded fiercely, stunned as he looked at Bing Ya.

Her cultivation was so strong, not the slightest bit inferior to Zhao Qian!

"You... You’ve also broken through to this level!" Zhao Qian was also completely shocked.

He was well aware of Bing Ya’s terrifying capabilities. Now that she possessed the same level of cultivation as him, he knew he wouldn’t be able to kill Xiao Ye today.

"Scram!" Bing Ya’s hair danced in the air, her aura still sacred; she looked coldly at Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian’s expression changed slightly, but he managed to hold back.

"Hmph, a piece of trash who only knows how to hide behind a woman is not worthy of my effort to kill; I don’t want to dirty my hands," Zhao Qian said mockingly, glancing at Xiao Ye before turning to leave.

Zhao Qian’s words ignited a fury in Xiao Ye’s heart, his knuckles cracking loudly.

"Zhao Qian, you insulted and ruined my mountain, pursued me to kill—do you really think I, Xiao Ye, am so easily bullied?" Xiao Ye stepped forward, his voice echoing across the heavens, his bloodied body radiating an unwilling spirit.

"Today I may not match up to you, but I have the confidence that in a year’s time, I can easily defeat you!"

As his words fell, the entire world fell silent.

Zhao Qian suddenly turned, laughing wildly at Xiao Ye: "A year?"

"Fine, I will wait. I want to see how this ant can become strong in a year’s time."

"I hope by then, you won’t be so cowardly that you still need a woman to protect you."

Zhao Qian, full of mockery, walked over to Liu Yiyi, and the two left together.

"How dare you challenge Brother Zhao Qian, truly courting death," Liu Yiyi said coldly, glancing at Xiao Ye as if looking at a dead man before leaving.

Bing Ya was surprised to see Xiao Ye challenging Zhao Qian.

Although she had managed to frighten Zhao Qian away, she knew very well Zhao Qian’s strength. Xiao Ye daring to challenge Zhao Qian was unexpected even to her.

Bing Ya took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Xiao Ye, "You’re seriously injured; this is a healing pill. Take it quickly."

"Thank you, Senior Sister," Xiao Ye said gratefully, taking and swallowing the pill before starting to regulate his breathing on the spot.

Xiao Ye’s physical body was robust, granting him extraordinary recovery power. Just three days later, his injuries were almost healed, and his Blood Qi surged vigorously once more.

"Hm?" In an instant, Xiao Ye’s expression changed slightly, feeling the True Qi liquid dots inside his body radiate an intense light, causing a powerful fluctuation and reaching the verge of breakthrough.

"Who would’ve thought that it would be Zhao Qian’s pressure that led me to a breakthrough!" Xiao Ye inwardly exclaimed, focusing his mind and channeling the Four Tripod Heavenly Technique to strive for the Seventh Level of the Innate Realm.

Three hours later, Xiao Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp gaze like twin bolts of lightning striking through the void.

"Innate Realm Seventh Layer!" Xiao Ye stood up, his face full of excitement.

A crystal only the size of a fingernail had now replaced the liquid True Qi within his body. Xiao Ye knew this was the result of the continuous condensation of Innate True Qi.

True Qi crystallizing, the hallmark of the Seventh Layer of the Innate Realm!

This was a brand new level; having stepped into the Seventh Layer of the Innate Realm, one could be considered a powerful figure throughout Black Dragon Country. And it was also the level that only direct disciples of the Great Sects in Black Dragon Country could achieve.

"With my current strength, I can stand shoulder to shoulder with martial artists of the Innate Realm Eighth Layer!" Xiao Ye’s face was filled with confidence.

"Xiao Ye!" At this moment, a figure dressed in a black robe appeared before him; it was the Fourth Elder.

"Master!" Xiao Ye promptly greeted him with respect.

The Fourth Elder nodded, his expression somewhat grave as he said, "I’ve heard about your conflict with Zhao Qian. I now command you to immediately leave the Sect; otherwise, your life will be in danger!"

"What?" Xiao Ye was stunned.

Zhao Qian was just a direct disciple of the Great Elder; why did even the Fourth Elder seem to fear him?

A bad premonition flashed through Xiao Ye’s mind.

(End of this Chapter)