Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 503 - 499 Crisis_2

Chapter 503: Chapter 499 Crisis_2

"Despicable wretch, you think you can kill me."

Xue Lingzi’s palm emanated a trace of blood-red True Yuan, swiftly coating the blade of his frosty knife, then he turned to Ye Xuan, "Junior Brother Ye, I’m afraid I can’t protect you any longer, take this chance to get away!"

"Senior Brother, take care!"

Ye Xuan knew that under the siege of these two, it was impressive enough for Xue Lingzi to defend himself and there was no way he could look after him anymore. Without hesitation, after giving a fist salute to the other party, he decisively burst into a sprint to escape.

"Thinking of escaping?"

The moment Golden Raging Saint saw Ye Xuan attempting to flee, he immediately gave chase. Let Lord Wind and Shangguan Hong deal with Xue Lingzi, the big fish; this little fish would be his to handle. If he let the other party escape, then what face would he have as a Saint of Daluo Heavenly Palace?

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two figures rapidly darted through the corridor, quickly leaving the battlefield behind.

"Boy, you can’t escape. Just surrender quietly and hand over your belongings, and if I’m in a good mood, maybe I’ll spare your life."

Golden Raging Saint looked at Ye Xuan ahead of him with a mocking gaze, considering him as little more than a minnow. No matter how much he fled, he couldn’t escape the palm of his hand and wouldn’t get far.

"We’ll see about that when you catch up to me."

Ye Xuan responded noncommittally, his broad dragon wings suddenly flapping hard behind him, his speed surged, leaving a trail of afterimages in the corridor.

"Merely a lowly trick."

Golden Raging Saint smirked with disdain, his hand flipping over, as a speck of golden light condensed in it. As the light faded, there appeared a golden lance, seemingly forged from pure gold, engraved with patterns of blazing flames. As he wielded it, not only was it incredibly sharp, but it also carried a scorching whirlwind.

Zipping...

Golden Raging Saint thrust his lance forward, with the tip of it flickering mid-air, the Qi Force like shooting stars, exploding the afterimages left by Ye Xuan in the corridor, and even Ye Xuan himself was hit by the lance light, plummeting from mid-air.

"Not worth a single blow."

Seeing this, Golden Raging Saint grinned with a sneer, his disdain in his eyes intensifying. To him, Ye Xuan was nothing but trash, easily disposed of.

Having said that, he darted forward to Ye Xuan’s location, ready to collect the corpse.

"Hmm? This sword isn’t bad."

Golden Raging Saint noticed the Dragon Abyss Ancient Sword in Ye Xuan’s hand, his eyes lighting up slightly, "Such a fine sword, wasted on a piece of trash like you. From now on, this treasured blade has a new master, I, Golden Raging Saint."

Just as Golden Raging Saint was about to claim the sword, suddenly, Ye Xuan’s hand holding the sword moved unexpectedly. As Golden Raging Saint drew near, unguarded, the sword light slashed through the air sharply.

Pu-chi!

Golden Raging Saint had quick reflexes, but he was still struck by the sword, a deep wound opening up on his chest. Had it been any deeper, his internal organs would have been severely damaged.

Even so, the Sword Qi had already injured Golden Raging Saint’s insides, forcing him to violently cough up a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Damn it, you dead trash dare to be so cunning, ambushing the Saint!"

Golden Raging Saint was so angry he felt like his lungs would explode, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Ye Xuan, as if he wanted to tear him apart alive – this damned thing dared to feign death.

"In war, deception is the norm, it’s your own stupidity to blame. If you have regrets, save it for hell."

Ye Xuan had originally doubted his ability to match Golden Raging Saint, which is why he had resorted to this ruse, taking advantage of his opponent’s complacency to gain an upper hand. To his surprise, it had worked.

"Brat, you’ve got quite the nerve. You dare to kill a Saint of Daluo Heavenly Palace?"

Just when Ye Xuan was prepared to strike down Golden Raging Saint with all his might, suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from behind him. The next moment, a silver-haired youth with an imposing aura walked out into view.

This silver-haired youth exuded a chilling presence, likely due to his Cultivation Method affecting the temperature around him. It seemed as if one could see a glacial world through his pupils, utterly cold.

Another thorny opponent.

"Ice River Saint Child? You’ve come at just the right time, quick, let’s join forces and kill this brat, then divide the treasures on him."

Seeing the arrival of the silver-haired youth, Golden Raging Saint was visibly excited, clearly recognizing an ally, while his gaze at Ye Xuan suddenly surged with a chilling light.

"Shut up. You trash, incapable of even handling an unknown disciple of the Xuantian Sect, you’re a disgrace to us Saints. And you still have the face to suggest joining forces with me?"

Ice River Saint Child didn’t even give Golden Raging Saint a glance, his words seemingly casual.

"Damn you, this brat is my prey. Are you thinking of hogging it all for yourself?"

Golden Raging Saint was initially stunned, then his face darkened quickly.

"Your prey? If I hadn’t shown up, you wouldn’t even have your life left, let alone talk about prey. You idiot, don’t worry, the Saint Child will have meat and will leave you some soup to drink," Ice River Saint Child said indifferently.

"You!"

Golden Raging Saint was somewhat furious; the treasures from Ye Xuan should have been his, but now he could only drink some soup?

Ye Xuan had no interest in their conversation. The moment Ice River Saint Child appeared, Ye Xuan was already thinking of an escape route. If it was just one person, he might manage, but he was now facing two great Saints from the Daluo Heavenly Palace; he was no match for them. At this moment, he had already calculated his escape plan, and without a second word, turned and dashed away.

"Ice River Heavenly Prolongation!"

As Ye Xuan moved, Ice River Saint Child also made his move. With one palm strike, the entire passage was encased in ice, and the world around Ye Xuan became one of cold, the frigid air aggressively eroding and freezing his body to prevent him from advancing.

"Heartfire Sword Qi!"

In this critical moment, Ye Xuan used the fifth form of the Illusion Fire Meteor Sword, condensing Sword Qi into the highest Sword Realm and creating what is called "Heartfire" within the Sword Qi. "Heartfire" is a combination of Sword Intent and soul power; this friction-generated "Heartfire" is potent enough to burn everything.

As the Heartfire Sword Qi formed, the chilling air around Ye Xuan instantly dissipated, no longer able to bind him in the slightest.

"Not good, don’t let him escape!"

Golden Raging Saint shouted immediately.

More than the treasures on Ye Xuan, he now thirsted for Ye Xuan’s death. This ant had wounded him deeply, a ruthless humiliation. If Ye Xuan escaped, where would he leave his face?

"What a fiendish kid, a mere First Grade Martial Venerate, yet capable of breaking my technique."

Ice River Saint Child frowned, then chilling air writhed around him, condensing into a pair of crystal ice wings on his back. The ice wings flapped, scattering cold everywhere as he chased after Ye Xuan with full force.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

One by one, ice arrows condensed in mid-air; within the passage, not only were their movement speeds extremely fast, but every turn, acceleration, and deceleration were executed perfectly, as if calculated with the utmost precision. The ice arrows often narrowly missed Ye Xuan, who relied solely on his sharp intuition to repeatedly dodge.

Being passively targeted would inevitably lead to getting hit. While moving forward, Ye Xuan was also preparing to counter-attack, releasing Sword Qi from his fingertips, striking his pursuer unexpectedly.

Clearly, due to his vast superiority in strength, Ice River Saint Child was at ease, continuously swatting away the Sword Qi, creating a chorus of clanging sounds. These attacks of Sword Qi didn’t harm him at all.

At that moment, Golden Raging Saint caught up as well. His eyes fixed on Ye Xuan’s back, the golden spear in his hand thrust out fiercely, tearing through the void as if penetrating the air.

"You’re still running? I, the Saint Child, swear not to rest until you’re dead. Take my ultimate move, Golden Radiance Deathstrike!"

Ripples stirred in the air, the spear light flickering rapidly within them, its trajectory unseen.

Pfft!

Caught utterly off guard, Ye Xuan dodged several golden ripples, but still, the spear light hit him in the back. He couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Good chance!"

The eyes of Ice River Saint Child lit up; he formed Hand Seals, and terrifying cold air gathered within them, turning into a three-foot-long ice arrow. Its edges were sharp and glinting with cold light, the ominous icy sharpness as if tearing through tens of meters of air, freezing a section of the void.