Like a dancing long whip, sweeping forward.

Xiao Yi neither dodged nor shied away.

Just as he was about to reach out and grab it, his body suddenly shifted.

A long whip was already wrapped around his arm.

When the whip coiled, it naturally pulled his body.

At that moment, another even longer whip struck heavily on his arm. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The crackling sound of the whip, with Gongsun Huowu’s power, could have shattered rocks to dust.

Yet when it hit Xiao Yi’s arm, it couldn’t do any harm to him at all.

His physical strength had already reached the Saint King Realm Eighth Layer.

Moreover, he practiced an extraordinary body cultivation skill, the Asura Battle Body.

Such a trivial whip force, how could it hurt him?

"Hmm?" Gongsun Huowu squinted her beautiful eyes, "I forgot, you, little thief, are also an Asura Hall warrior, with impressive physical strength."

"Hmph." Gongsun Huowu snorted coldly.

In her hand, another long whip swiftly lashed out.

Swish... swish... swish...

The long whips continuously and rapidly lashed out.

The long whips danced and instantly blocked all of Xiao Yi’s escape routes.

Pa...

Long whips wrapped around Xiao Yi’s body in an instant.

"Little thief, is this all you can do?" Gongsun Huowu sneered coldly.

"Hand over the three inner cores obediently, and I’ll let you go this once."

Xiao Yi glanced at Gongsun Huowu, "Is this meager skill enough to make me hand over the inner cores?"

Gongsun Huowu’s pretty face turned angry, "It seems you arrogant little thief won’t concede until you suffer."

Bang... bang... bang...

The long whips that were entangled around Xiao Yi’s body suddenly burst into flames.

The original long whips instantly turned into fiery whips.

"Choose life or those three inner cores," Gongsun Huowu’s tone showed clear impatience.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "The flames are too weak, turn up the heat a bit."

"You..." Gongsun Huowu’s expression was shocked.

Under the entanglement of her fiery whips, with flames blazing, Xiao Yi was completely unharmed?

Pa...

Xiao Yi’s arm shook, and the long whips that were originally entangling him shattered instantly.

Gongsun Huowu’s earlier attacks might have injured ordinary body cultivation martial artists.

But to Xiao Yi, who cultivated the Asura Battle Body, it was nothing more than a joke.

Even with Gongsun Huowu’s full power attack, she couldn’t even scratch him.

"Quite a skill." Gongsun Huowu suddenly displayed a fierce fighting spirit in her eyes.

"Heavenly Dance of Flames."

Swish... swish... swish...

One fiery whip after another danced out once more.

As Gongsun Huowu’s body swayed, hundreds of long whips seemed to form a formation of their own.

"Is this the method of the Heavenly Rope Prefecture?" Xiao Yi muttered to himself.

All around him was engulfed by countless whip shadows.

With the boiling of flames, the whip shadows crackled wherever they passed, and the ground was whipped out with sparks shooting in every direction, boasting a formidable momentum.

"Too weak." Xiao Yi shook his head.

However, a few seconds later, Xiao Yi’s eyes lit up.

In front, Gongsun Huowu’s figure was moving rapidly.

Her lithe figure danced, beautiful and enchanting; while the swift whip shadows danced as well, filled with killing intent.

Every time Gongsun Huowu danced, the power of the whip shadows increased by several degrees.

"Interesting." Xiao Yi nodded while looking at the surrounding whip shadows.

This array of dense whip shadows, trapping the enemy within, followed by continually increasing the power of the whip shadows until finally eliminating the enemy inside, was indeed formidable.

Unfortunately, for the current Xiao Yi, it still was not enough to be of note.

If Gongsun Huowu had Saint Emperor Realm cultivation, she might be worth a fight.

Swish... Xiao Yi’s figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

Moving at extreme speed, he left afterimages flashing through the air.

Under the afterimages, he launched a punch.

Where the punch passed, whip shadows scattered.

He merely wanted to test his newly advanced physical strength.

However, as the whip shadows scattered, the long whips that danced became chaotic and rebounded in all directions.

Gongsun Huowu’s dance also lost its rhythm, and she even forgot to dodge.

Pa... pa... pa...

Each long whip rebounded and struck heavily on Gongsun Huowu.

Every long whip that passed resulted in a resounding slap.

Where the long whip falls, the clothes are torn apart, followed by skin and flesh marked with whip scars.

As the whip’s rebound ends, Gongsun Huowu’s face turns pale.

On her body, whip marks appear.

Simultaneously, where the whip marks are, her clothes are torn completely.

The originally fiery red garments are now nothing but strips of fabric...

"Ah." Gongsun Huowu exclaims, her pale face turning bright red.

The strips of torn fabric barely cover her, exposing vast areas of skin.

Xiao Yi’s face twitches, and he turns away, refusing to look.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has encountered a martial artist of this caliber wielding a whip.

Xiao Yi shakes his head and turns to leave.

Unexpectedly, at that precise moment, an imposing momentum suddenly descends.

A middle-aged man, having arrived without notice, stands not far from the two.

"What a pair of sordid lovers," the middle-aged man sneers coldly.

"However, the young master of Heavenly Rope Prefecture, Gongsun Huowu, daughter of one of the famous heavenly talents of the Eighteen Mansions, unexpectedly indulges in such pursuits?"

The middle-aged man’s face is filled with mocking amusement.

Gongsun Huowu hurriedly retrieves a set of clothes from the Universe Ring and dresses.

For martial artists traveling outside, the Universe Ring usually contains spare clothing.

"You..." Gongsun Huowu’s flushed face exudes both shame and fury, glaring coldly at the middle-aged man.

"I didn’t expect Elder Jin Xiong, a senior with a long-standing reputation, to be a man of vile words."

"Jin Xiong?" Xiao Yi glances at the middle-aged man, his expression shifting slightly.

If judging by the man’s appearance alone, he does not recognize him.

But the name Jin Xiong, he knows well.

He is precisely the Great Elder of Ten Thousand Gold Mansion, father of Jin Hu.

"It seems he’s here for me." Xiao Yi sneers.

"No." Jin Xiong shakes his head, "Originally, I was indeed here for you."

"But now, I’ve changed my mind."

"Together, I’m here for both of you."

"For me?" Gongsun Huowu squints her eyes, "What does Elder Jin Xiong mean?"

Jin Xiong remains silent, not even sparing Gongsun Huowu a glance.

He doesn’t bother with someone at the Ninth Layer of Saint King Realm.

His gaze is fixed on Xiao Yi.

On this monster who defeated his Ten Thousand Gold Mansion’s Fourth Elder with a single sword.

Whoosh... Jin Xiong’s figure moves instantly.

A fierce palm directly charges at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi is equally alert, as the Cold Flame Sword appears in his hand.

The sword is drawn, and eighty thousand new rays fall from the sky, as the Star Illusion River sweeps by.

Boom... a blast erupts in the air.

Jin Xiong is forced to retreat several steps, while Xiao Yi retreats over ten steps.

Nearby, Gongsun Huowu’s face shows shock, "So strong, is this his real strength?"

So young and able to challenge a long-renowned powerhouse of Ten Thousand Gold Mansion, what a formidable strength!

"Saint Emperor Realm Eighth Layer combat power?" Jin Xiong coldly looks toward Xiao Yi, "No wonder you could defeat my Ten Thousand Gold Mansion’s Fourth Elder with one sword."

Whoosh... Jin Xiong’s figure moves again.

Xiao Yi likewise slashes his sword, as Starlight River sweeps by.

However, this time, Starlight River shatters instantly.

Jin Xiong remains unmoved, but Xiao Yi is blown back dozens of steps by the residual palm wind.

"Peak of Saint Emperor Realm." Xiao Yi’s face changes.

Jin Xiong sneers, "Recently harmed my son’s life?"

"Boy, starting tomorrow, within the territory of the Eighteen Mansions, news will spread."

"You, little thief Xiao Yi, stole Gongsun Huowu’s Fire Essence Vein."

"Gongsun Huowu, enraged, pursued you relentlessly, and you, arrogant and murderous, killed her in return."

"Finally, you two mutually perished."

"Hahaha." Jin Xiong laughs loudly, "Would you be satisfied with such an outcome?"

"Satisfied." Xiao Yi suddenly laughs coldly.

Sizzling... suddenly a sound cuts through the air.

Jin Xiong’s laughter abruptly halts.

Rolling... a head suddenly rolls on the ground.

In front, Jin Xiong’s body is now a headless corpse.

Behind, a Fog Demon with a terrifying face somehow swings its astonishingly sharp scythe.

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Chapter Eight. (Explosion)

Today’s update, complete.