Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 258: A Sword that Shocks the Saints, Long Fengyang’s Dead End
"You—Ye Tianling! I came with utmost sincerity, yet you humiliate me like this!"
Long Qingwan was burning with rage. Her breathing grew ragged, and her ample chest heaved violently.
Ye Tianling’s main body moved. In the area where Long Yuchen had been killed, Long Yuqian and Long Yunfan paled, their figures flashing like lightning as they instantly retreated several thousand meters.
But after their hasty retreat, they realized Ye Tianling had merely stepped into the void to position himself between his two Void Bodies.
The scene drew a wave of derisive laughter.
Many of the Saint Sons and Saintesses looked at Long Yunfan and Long Yuqian with mockery and amusement.
Now, it was not Ye Tianling who was the laughingstock, but Long Yunfan, Long Yuqian, and the other members of the Dragon Race.
Long Qianying watched on coldly, while Long Cangqian had been observing Ye Tianling’s fight the entire time, a vicious and cruel light flashing in his eyes.
’The stronger you become, the greater my sense of accomplishment will be when I kill you. My Ancient Divine Body and Taotie Divine Soul have awakened, reaching Perfection through the Refinement of the Blood Killing Secret Realm. With the Fierce Souls of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Secret Realm as my foundation, all of you... are destined to become nothing more than foils for me, Ye Cangqian!’
’Long Cangqian? A Dragon? Mere reptiles. I am only using this as a springboard to ascend to godhood in a single step, seize control of my destiny, and rise to ultimate power!’
Long Cangqian watched with cold indifference.
He would not make a move unless he absolutely had to.
Let them fight to the death. In the end, their Qi Fortune and Life Charts would coagulate, like raising venomous Gu, onto the single victor.
Then, he only needed to devour that victor, and all of their Qi Fortune, Life Charts, and destiny would be completely concentrated upon him.
Long Cangqian’s thoughts were a deep secret; no one knew, and no one could possibly know.
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"Humiliate you?"
Ye Tianling’s main body stood between Que De and Wan Jimie, a contemptuous sneer on his face.
His rhetorical question was exceptionally mocking, causing the expressions of Long Qingwan, Long Xuanji, and the others to darken.
Ye Tianling’s complete disregard for Long Yunfan and Long Yuqian made their earlier, panicked retreat—like birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring—all the more humiliating.
"That’s right, I *am* humiliating you! Not only am I humiliating you with my words, but in the future, I’ll be ramming you with my Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod!"
As he spoke, Ye Tianling extended his hand, and the Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod swung into view.
At the same time, he made a fierce thrusting motion into the empty air.
This depraved, perverse gesture once again drew a chorus of jeers.
Ye Tianling didn’t know it, but his signature move had already inspired many of the True Disciples to emulate him.
They found the move to be domineeringly arrogant, devilishly unrestrained, and yet incredibly stylish—it was just too cool.
"I’ve decided. When I get back to the Jiuli Sacred Land, I’m going to forge a Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod of my own, using the fangs of the Tri-Eyed Race. It’ll be thick, massive, and ferocious! If I see anyone I don’t like, I’ll just stab them to death with one thrust!"
The Saint Child of the Jiuli Sacred Land, Li Jiuchu, suddenly spoke up.
His voice was loud, chiming in almost immediately after Ye Tianling had spoken.
His words immediately caused an uproar.
Even Ye Tianling’s expression froze for a moment, and he shot Li Jiuchu a baffled glance.
Li Jiuchu possessed the blood of a Divine Demon and was the First Saint Son of the Jiuli Sacred Land.
His strength was unparalleled. He was arrogant and domineering, but also decisive and ruthless in battle.
When Ye Tianling looked over, Li Jiuchu immediately clasped his fist in a salute and said, "Tianling Divine Son, give them a good fight! Beat those reptiles to death!"
"Er—don’t speak nonsense."
The Saint Master of the Jiuli Race, a middle-aged man with a salt-and-pepper beard, was mortified upon hearing this.
The expression on his face, which was lined with wrinkles as if carved by a knife, immediately became quite a spectacle.
He then shot Li Jiuchu an unnatural glare and softly chided him.
"Heh heh."
Li Jiuchu paid him no mind. A vicious glint flashed in his eyes, but it wasn’t directed at Ye Tianling; it was aimed at Long Fengyang.
Long Fengyang and his group looked displeased.
Long Qingwan also knew the situation was beyond salvaging. The four of them exchanged a look and said, "If that’s how it is—then it’s a pity!"
Under these circumstances, the four of them would no longer hold back.
Ye Tianling snorted coldly, his qi and blood flaring to life.
Que De and Wan Jimie immediately sprang into action, engaging the enemy once more.
"Come, Long Fengyang! Didn’t you want to kill me? Today, I’ll smash you to a pulp again!"
Ye Tianling’s gaze locked onto Long Fengyang, focusing all the hatred and enmity in his heart.
"You alone?"
Long Fengyang abandoned his attack on Ye Tianling’s Dao Body and turned to face Ye Tianling’s main body directly.
In his eyes, if the main body died, it didn’t matter how strong the Dao Body was—it would all be for nothing!
Long Fengyang and Long Qingwan exchanged a look, their understanding perfect. They both locked onto Ye Tianling’s main body at the same time.
Meanwhile, Long Xuanji and Long Wentian moved to intercept the two clones, Que De and Wan Jimie.
"Heh—"
With his main body locked down by two Half-step Saints, it was indeed difficult for Ye Tianling to traverse the void.
But how heaven-defying, how resolute was his Strong Heart?
He would rather die than retreat. With the Little Dragon Girl’s promise, he firmly believed that as long as his will remained, he could not die!
And as for his will, Ye Tianling was confident. Even if he were reduced to ashes, that one breath, that one obsession to save Long Tianyu and Long Tianmo, to save Lin Yuchan and Ye Yueling, and to protect Ouyang Ruoxue, would never be extinguished!
’I am a Divine Child! I have transcended the Three Realms and Five Elements, and I am not subject to the Six Paths of Reincarnation! I am the sole Inheritor of Huaxia’s entire Immortal Buddha Divine Clan civilization!’
The obsession flashed through Ye Tianling’s mind, his resolve hardening even further.
’With my Supreme Dragon Soul, I make a Blood Sacrifice to the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword! Let the Dragon Blood on the twentieth floor of the Space-Time Soul-locking Tower burn!’
’Let the foundational Energy of the Blood-Colored Crescent Secret Realm burn with abandon!’
’Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Immortal Sword Technique! Samadhi True Fire! Go completely berserk!’
’Reincarnation Life and Death Supreme Dao and Panhuang Life and Death Killing Dao, emerge as well!’
At that moment, just as Long Qingwan and Long Fengyang charged him, Ye Tianling transformed into a ball of fire.
BOOM—
The raging Samadhi True Fire completely engulfed him.
This peerless strike, his strongest strike, had been prepared for the sole purpose of killing Long Fengyang!
Ye Tianling abandoned all defense.
He knew he would likely have his body, and even his Soul, instantly shattered by Long Qingwan’s Half-step Holy Dao killing intent.
But that sliver of time would be enough for him to complete his world-shaking surprise attack!
Besides, the Heaven-Slaying Demon Slayer Sword, which had always been by his side, would certainly not stand by and do nothing!
"I’ll let you, Long Fengyang, open your damn dog eyes and see just how powerful I, Ye Tianling, truly am!"
Ye Tianling roared. A bloody light erupted as the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword manifested a blade of pure black hole.
This was a true black hole!
The Battle Power of this strike surpassed the one that had killed Long Tianxiao by ten times, a hundred times, even a thousand times!
WHOOSH—
At that moment, every single True Disciple, every Saint Son and Saintess, and even every Saint Master present shot to their feet with a clamor.
Their gazes were all captivated by Ye Tianling’s peerless strike.
Expressions of heart-stopping, utterly indescribable shock appeared on their faces!
Their eyes were wide open, pupils constricting, some even dilating and losing focus—all because this one strike was simply too earth-shatteringly unbelievable!
