’A head growing on a dick?’

Even a princess as composed as Xia Xinqin couldn’t help her face flushing crimson at Ye Tianling’s words. A strange look appeared in her eyes.

Xia Xinran, on the other hand, was far more free-spirited. Dressed in the robes of a Daoist Nun, she still couldn’t help but let out a "PFFT" and burst into laughter.

Her laughter started a chain reaction. Jiang Xiangning’s face flushed beet red as she tried to suppress her own giggles, while Jiang Zhu’Er, that Little Fox, just laughed openly. "That’s... that’s such a vivid image!"

The Little Fox was naive and artless, simply saying whatever came to mind.

As a result, when Teng Chuanxing heard this, he was so enraged that he actually coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Damn you! You wretched—"

Teng Chuanxing roared in fury, immediately summoning his Spiritual Soldier, the Ruyi Shuttle.

The Ruyi Shuttle resembled a long rod, about five feet seven inches long and as thick as a thumb.

SWOOSH—

Wielding the Ruyi Shuttle, he brought it smashing down toward Ye Tianling.

"Tsk tsk—"

Ye Tianling clicked his tongue mockingly. "You’re showing off a stick that thin? That just puts your own shortcomings on full display!"

As Ye Tianling spoke, with a wave of his hand, his Spiritual Artifact—the Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod—materialized. The fist-thick rod simply ignored Teng Chuanxing’s Ruyi Shuttle as it slashed horizontally through the air.

BANG—

Ye Tianling was too fast. The moment he activated his Kunpeng Carefree Travel Body Technique, Teng Chuanxing’s attack missed.

And Ye Tianling’s Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod smashed right onto Teng Chuanxing’s head.

Aaargh—

Teng Chuanxing’s tadpole-like head jerked down violently. A tremor shot through his body, and the world swam before his eyes. The blow had nearly caved his skull in.

"Damn it!"

He roared in fury, suddenly manifesting his Flood Dragon Battle Soul. The Battle Soul of a Void Realm expert appeared, and a terrifying, ferocious might instantly bore down on them.

VMMMM—

In the span of a single breath, Teng Chuanxing’s Battle Power erupted.

As a being who had entered the Void Realm, Teng Chuanxing’s attacks against Ye Tianling, who was only at the Sword Spirit Second Heaven Realm, were actually empowered by the Law.

In an instant, his Battle Power seemed to increase by about fifty percent.

At the same time, Ye Tianling felt the ambient pressure of the world increase dramatically. It was an unspoken weight, like trying to row upstream against a powerful current.

’A Realm disparity? So this is the New World... It’s this harsh?’

Ye Tianling’s heart skipped a beat, but he paid it no mind. ’It’s just a slight disadvantage, the difference between swimming with the current and against it. Disparities aside, I’ll still have no problem thrashing this reptile.’

HISS—

Ye Tianling’s figure blurred. He activated his Little Faceless Technique, and in that moment, he condensed the phantom of a Golden-winged Roc Battle Soul. However, this was not a true Battle Soul, but one formed entirely from Samadhi True Fire.

VMMMM—

Ye Tianling’s Golden-winged Roc was not as massive as before, only about thirteen to sixteen feet in size.

Even so, it still drew a wave of gasps from the crowd.

"Die!"

Teng Chuanxing bellowed and sent his Flood Dragon Battle Soul charging toward Ye Tianling’s.

He intended to use his superior Realm to forcibly crush Ye Tianling’s Battle Soul.

BOOM—

The Golden Roc Battle Soul, formed from Samadhi True Fire, collided with the Flood Dragon Battle Soul.

Upon impact, Teng Chuanxing suddenly trembled violently, letting out a series of miserable screams.

The Golden Roc Battle Soul, however, had actually grown stronger, its body now wreathed in wisps of flame.

ROAR—

Faintly, the cry of a dragon seemed to echo from within the golden flames.

SCHLICK—

The Golden-winged Roc Battle Soul soared into the air, its claws lashing out to viciously grab the little snake, which was tiny in comparison.

SCHLICK—

Terror filled Teng Chuanxing’s face. He tried to flee at once, but the Golden-winged Roc instantly caught his Battle Soul.

With the Kunpeng Carefree Travel Body Technique manifested, Ye Tianling’s Battle Soul could similarly traverse Heaven and Earth and walk through the void, making it incredibly heaven-defying.

Aaargh—

Teng Chuanxing screamed again as Ye Tianling’s Golden Roc Battle Soul, having caught the little snake soul, tore it apart with its claws and then took a huge bite.

RIP—

The little snake was instantly caught and torn into several pieces.

BOOM—

Teng Chuanxing self-detonated a portion of his Battle Soul to break free, but Ye Tianling’s Battle Soul still managed to devour several more mouthfuls.

"AAAAAH! You’ve ruined my Battle Power! I’ll fight you to the death!"

Teng Chuanxing roared. Ye Tianling recalled his Battle Soul, his figure flashed, and he viciously smashed his Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod down from behind.

CLANG—

This Prince Celestial Serpent’s head was indeed incredibly hard. The blow produced a metallic clang, as if he’d struck a wall of bronze and iron. Even Ye Tianling’s hands went slightly numb.

Aaargh—

Teng Chuanxing cried out in pain again. His pointed head was instantly dented by the strike.

Ye Tianling showed no mercy. Gathering the terrifying physical strength of his Emperor’s Qi Sword Body, he smashed the rod down again.

CLANG—

Aaargh—

CLANG—

Aaargh—

...

Ye Tianling was moving so fast that he created more than ten afterimages, each one delivering a vicious blow to Teng Chuanxing.

After more than a dozen strikes, even for a member of the Demon Race, known for their physical prowess, and even for Prince Celestial Serpent, who had reached Great Success in physical cultivation, such a savage bombardment was unbearable.

SQUELCH—

Ye Tianling smashed his rod down again. The sharp, granular edges on the Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod finally cracked Teng Chuanxing’s skull open.

SPURT—

A bright jet of blood sprayed from Teng Chuanxing’s head like a fountain.

At this point, a huge gash had appeared on the top of Teng Chuanxing’s head. Combined with his combat form and the way he was twitching intermittently...

The sight was simply too gruesome to look at.

"Tsk tsk, now it looks even more like the real thing."

Ye Tianling held back. Unlike when he faced the Golden-winged Little Roc King, he hadn’t actually felt a strong sense of crisis from Teng Chuanxing.

And though Ye Tianling had tried to land a killing blow several times, he hadn’t managed to kill Prince Celestial Serpent as he’d intended.

Ye Tianling nodded slightly, his look of extreme satisfaction and his scathing commentary making Teng Chuanxing realize something. The Prince wished he could dig a hole and crawl into it.

His combat form was similar to his true form. With his skull cracked open, combined with Ye Tianling’s description and the strange, bizarre looks from the other Cultivators, how could he not understand what was happening?

Aaargh—

Prince Celestial Serpent shifted back into his human form and immediately performed a Blood Sacrifice on his Ruyi Shuttle with his Essence Blood, then charged viciously toward Ye Tianling again.

"You piece of trash whose head is growing on his dick! Even if your Realm were seven levels higher, you’d still be garbage!"

Ye Tianling’s figure flashed, and he shot straight up into the sky.

"Behold my Foshan Shadowless Kick!"

BOOM—

Ye Tianling descended from high above. His body expanded slightly as a foot came down from the heavens, seemingly out of the void itself.

That kick stomped down viciously right on top of Teng Chuanxing’s head.