Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 88 - 87: Earth Rank Martial Technique

"Extinguish," Zhong Wuyou commanded coldly.

He was the Young Master of Shadow Tower, the future successor, and also the number ten super genius on the Northern Mountain Ranking; the center of attention in the entire Northern Mountain County, he was the most outstanding talented martial artist.

He had the confidence that towered over his peers.

Surging True Qi emanated from within him, then flowing into his Sky-reaching Tree Martial Soul.

However, the Purple Flame did not dissipate and continued to rapidly burn his Sky-reaching Tree.

"How is this possible? What’s the deal with this Purple Flame?" For the first time, Zhong Wuyou revealed a look of surprise.

"Extinguish," he shouted again.

A larger amount of True Qi was unleashed from his body.

This time, the Purple Flame gradually faded away.

Xiao Yi watched coldly, a trace of surprise in his heart as well—such an extensive Purple Flame had been easily neutralized by him. It looked like Zhong Wuyou was indeed not an undeserved reputation.

Xiao Yi marveled silently, unaware that Zhong Wuyou’s astonishment was no less than his own.

"Ordinary flames, I can easily dissipate. But these Purple Flames actually consumed the majority of my True Qi before they were all dispersed."

Zhong Wuyou thought to himself, with battle intent clearly emerging on his face.

"Yi Xiao, this young master had wanted to spare your life for another half an hour. Since you insist on courting death, don’t blame me for being ruthless," Zhong Wuyou said coldly as he unleashed his True Qi. The Sky-reaching Tree, previously decimated by the Purple Flame, returned to its original state.

Countless roots danced in the sky once more, and nine grey dragons condensed again.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh... Countless roots violently thrashed forward.

The rocks and plants in their paths were shredded to bits.

"Fire Devouring Hundred Blades," Xiao Yi shouted coldly, with dozens of Fire Blades striking out simultaneously.

He didn’t use the Purple Flame but instead ordinary fire.

He didn’t want to waste too much True Qi on these ordinary roots.

Boom, boom...

A series of explosions rang out, with the roots blasted to smithereens.

Seeing his roots destroyed, Zhong Wuyou did not care at all. Instead, he said coldly, "Yi Xiao, don’t tell me this is all you’re capable of."

"The Fire Blades you just released are at least Xuan Rank Martial Techniques, right? With your Cultivation, how many times can you use them?"

"And my Sky-reaching Tree’s roots number in the millions. Can you destroy them all?"

Although Zhong Wuyou felt some fighting spirit, he still didn’t take Xiao Yi seriously.

Xiao Yi sneered, "Zhong Wuyou, even with millions of roots, what use are they if they can’t hit me?"

The moment his words fell, Xiao Yi’s figure vanished into thin air.

Millions of roots came flying densely.

But his figure kept weaving through the gaps, impossible for the roots to touch even his body.

Zhong Wuyou’s expression changed, "Such speed, such keen combat reflexes."

At this moment, Zhong Wuyou swung his hand, and the nine gray dragons poured out in full force.

...

On the other side, hundreds of martial artists stared blankly at the battle.

"Young Master Wuyou is so strong, even one of those roots could grind an Innate Martial Artist to dust."

"With millions of roots, I fear even an Innate Ninth Layer Martial Artist would not escape unscathed. Were we warriors within those roots, no matter how numerous, we would undoubtedly perish."

"That Yi Xiao, although strong and incredibly fast and responsive, will find it near impossible to withstand those nine columns of roots."

...

On Xiao Yi’s side, as he watched the nine grey dragons approaching, the Purple Flame once again gathered in his hand.

These nine grey dragons, formed from countless roots of the Sky-reaching Tree, must be the strongest attack of this Martial Soul. One smash could kill an Innate Ninth Layer Martialist, a Half-step Cave Profound would be seriously injured.

Naturally, he did not dare to underestimate his opponent.

Hiss... The Purple Flame once again swirled around the nine grey dragons.

This time, Zhong Wuyou did not take any chances and immediately used his True Qi to neutralize it.

Previously, the Purple Flame released by Xiao Yi wasn’t much, it was just that it had started burning on the Sky-reaching Tree, spreading quickly, turning from a spark to a wildfire.

Last time, Zhong Wuyou had to spend a significant amount of True Qi to completely counteract such a large expanse of Purple Flame.

This time, he naturally would not let it continue.

Otherwise, once his True Qi was drained, he would be defeated without a fight.

With the Purple Flame dissipated, the nine grey dragons, with their power to level everything, rushed forward. Unless something unexpected happened, they would effortlessly engulf Xiao Yi, killing him.

"Hmph," Xiao Yi snorted as the Flame Gloves appeared in his hands.

Suddenly, a sky full of Purple Flame appeared out of nowhere, enveloping the nine grey dragons and reducing them to ashes.

If it was just relying on his own True Qi, it would be impossible to instantly gather so much Purple Flame.

But the power within the Flame Gloves could do it.

Zhong Wuyou, after all, was Zhong Wuyou, with a Cultivation that was already in the Half-step Cave Profound.

But Xiao Yi’s true Cultivation was merely at the Innate Third Layer. He only reached the strength of Half-step Cave Profound with the help of various techniques.

He had no choice but to use a Spiritual Artifact now.

Meanwhile, he was also on guard. Since leaving the Xiao Family, apart from the Heavenly Star Thunder Crocodile, Zhong Wuyou was definitely the strongest enemy he had encountered.

Of course, it was not that Xiao Yi’s talents were inferior. After all, strictly speaking, he had only been in this world for a few months and the time spent on real cultivation was also just a few months.

However, Zhong Wuyou was nurtured from a young age with the abundant resources of Shadow Tower, which naturally made him formidable.

...

On the other side, a group of Martial Artists exclaimed, "Young Master Wuyou’s attack has been neutralized, it’s a Spiritual Artifact, Yi Xiao actually possesses a Spiritual Artifact."

...

Zhong Wuyou, watching the nine grey dragons being annihilated, couldn’t help but laugh, "Yi Xiao, you’re finally using a Spiritual Artifact, huh?"

"Do you think you’re the only one with a Spiritual Artifact?"

Just as he spoke, countless tendrils appeared out of thin air again.

However, this time, each tendril had a sharp long sword.

Thousands of tendrils danced, which meant thousands of swords swung.

Xiao Yi’s face showed a grave expression; the aura from each sword placed a tremendous pressure upon him.

Even the motion of each tendril was comparable to the full-force strike of the previously mentioned grey dragons.

With just this move alone, Zhong Wuyou could crush any Half-step Cave Profound Martial Artist.

Even the previous Heavenly Defect and Earth Defect, Black and White Impermanence, the four formidable Assassins would not last ten seconds against these thousand swords before being minced into a pile of flesh paste.

Zhong Wuyou arrogantly said, "This sword is called Thousand Shadows, a Mid-grade Spirit Artifact. It is an honor for you, Yi Xiao, to die by this move of this young master."

"Grind."

Zhong Wuyou waved his hand, and a thousand swords swirled down to grind their target under the dance of tendrils.

Each Spiritual Artifact had its unique effects.

The Flame Gloves, for example, greatly enhance the power of flames.

While the Thousand Shadows Sword could split into myriad forms.

A Mid-grade Spirit Artifact, controlled by the green Martial Soul, the Sky-reaching Tree, made the power of these thousand grinding swords terrifyingly strong.

Nevertheless, Xiao Yi remained fearless.

"Rumors say you, Zhong Wuyou, are arrogant and despise everything; seeing you now, it seems to be true."

Xiao Yi sneered, releasing a seeming endless amount of Purple Flame from his hands.

The Purple Flame formed a massive light screen hundreds of feet wide, standing in front of him.

A thousand swords were blocked by the Purple Flame Light Screen.

Instantly, the tendrils were burnt to nothing, and even the swords began to melt rapidly under the Purple Flame, eventually dissipating.

"How is this possible?" Zhong Wuyou’s face changed dramatically, "Thousand Shadows Sword is a Mid-grade Spirit Artifact, how could it be melted by the Purple Flame?"

...

On the other side, the several hundred Martial Artists watching the battle were also shocked, "The Purple Flame, it’s Yi Xiao’s Purple Flame again. Just now, it was this move that forced Young Master Wuyou to fight."

"Now, even Young Master Wuyou’s powerful attack is helpless in front of the Purple Flame?"

...

"Zhong Wuyou, I’ve told you before, you don’t need to wait half an hour; it will only waste my time," Xiao Yi said indifferently, waving his hand as endless Purple Flame completely incinerated the Sky-reaching Tree.

Then he turned around, ready to leave.

The Purple Crystal Spirit Flame, burning all things, was a Divine Fire that even Earth Origin Realm Martial Artists dared not withstand.

Mid-grade Spiritual Artifacts, though strong, could not withstand it.

Xiao Yi’s weakness lay in his Cultivation; with his True Qi, he could at most release a dozen or so Purple Flames.

If one day he could release an endless stream of Purple Flames, he would surely dominate Northern Mountain County.

Of course, to reach that level, at the very least, he would have to attain a Cultivation beyond the Mystic Breakthrough Realm.

Speaking of which, it is unknown by what means did the Bloodthirsty Profound Monarch kill such a powerful demon beast like the Purple Flame Lion King and obtained its Essence Blood.

It should be known that the Purple Flame Lion King was a formidable figure even at the Earth Origin Realm.

Back to the point, with the power of the Flame Gloves, Xiao Yi could release such a sky full of Purple Flame.

However, this did not mean that he could now release an endless stream of Purple Flame.

The power of a Spiritual Artifact can also be exhausted, and this was but a Low-Grade Spiritual Artifact after all.

However, it was evident that to deal with Zhong Wuyou right now, even without exhausting the power of the Spiritual Artifact, it was enough to overcome.

"Halt." Zhong Wuyou called out coldly.

"What is it, anything else?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently without looking back.

Zhong Wuyou clenched his teeth and coldly said, "Yi Xiao, do you think you’ve won? And won so effortlessly at that?"

"In all of Northern Mountain County, no one dares to look down on me like this. Even the other geniuses in the top ten of the Northern Mountain Ranking would not dare to say they can surely defeat me."

"You, an initially nameless youngster who suddenly came into renown as a Demon Hunter, what right do you have to talk about winning against me?"

Xiao Yi frowned and suddenly felt a terrifying force quickly condensing behind him.

"Thousand Shadows Sword, merge."

Zhong Wuyou shouted, and the thousands of swords, which had already melted, reappeared out of thin air, then merged into a single, true Thousand Shadows Sword.

"Earth Rank Martial Technique, Shadow Thousand Ridges."

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