Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Instant Kill

Others had just arrived.

What greeted them was a shocking scene.

A tiny fist imprint shattered the intertwined beams of black and white light, breaking apart the Yin-Yang Diagram.

Yang Wufa, the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect, was surrounded by a powerful aura, but that tiny fist imprint crushed this aura and struck him directly.

“Boom!”

Yang Wufa’s body exploded.

He was dead!

Holy crap!

He was dead!

Many people stared wide-eyed, unable to help but rub their eyes.

Did he really just see that? Could it be an illusion?

Yang Wufa is dead?

How is that possible?

Lu Ye walked over to the splattered remains, picked up the Storage Ring, glanced around, locked onto a direction, and swiftly left.

“Wow…”

A wave of astonishment spread.

It was said that the Genius Ancient Battlefield had random teleportation, but due to the large number of newcomers, a dozen or so people ended up here.

They witnessed the entire process of Lu Ye killing Yang Wufa.

Until Lu Ye’s figure vanished at the end of the horizon, the dozen people were left in shock.

“Wait, that was Yang Wufa, right?”

“I think so…”

“The Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect?”

“I think so…”

“He got punched to pieces?”

“I think so…”

“How could that be!!!!”

“I think so…”

Everyone was dumbfounded. The Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect, a prominent figure in the Genius Ancient Battlefield, just got crushed in a single encounter?

A crowd gathered around.

They looked at the shredded garments.

Confirmed this was indeed the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect, and disbelief flickered in everyone’s eyes.

The fall of one genius signified the rise of another.

Jiulong Valley.

All the talented disciples had not yet fully entered; they were still lining up to get in.

At the Yin-Yang Sect, a blood-colored stone shattered without warning.

This was the Blood Soul Stone, used to monitor the survival of disciples in the Genius Ancient Battlefield.

“Who fell so quickly?”

A group from the Yin-Yang Sect looked over. The Saintess, Luo Yuan, had not yet entered and also caught a glimpse.

That glance left her stunned.

“The one who fell was… the Holy Son?”

An elder’s voice trembled with disbelief.

Boom!

The Yin-Yang Sect erupted instantly.

“How could the Holy Son fall? He reached the Breaking Embryo stage and even condensed into a Celestial Infant, how could he fall?”

“And fall so quickly?”

Others heard the commotion and were equally shocked.

No way, is this for real?

The new Holy Son is already dead before everyone can even finish lining up for the ancient battlefield?

This Holy Son is a total joke!

Luo Yuan fell silent.

She remained deeply silent.

After a long silence, her red lips parted to utter two words, “Waste!”

But even if he was a waste, he was still the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect.

Luo Yuan’s robes fluttered as she flew toward the entrance.

She wanted to see who could kill Yang Wufa so fast.

Meanwhile, at the Supreme Imperial Court, Shangguan Wuchang had a hint of surprise.

“There are such powerful figures? Looks like it won’t be too boring.”

He too took off.

Shangguan Huanling smiled softly; it wouldn’t just be boring—it would hold tremendous surprises!

Having been reborn, Lu Ye seemed even stronger now.

After killing Yang Wufa, Lu Ye felt no ripple of emotion because, in his previous life, Yang Wufa had also died at his hands.

Back then, the two had a battle that shook countless geniuses, showcasing all sorts of abilities for an entire day and night, with Lu Ye eventually forcing Yang Wufa down despite being gravely injured.

And now, it only took one punch.

His goal was clear: it was Stone Sword Cliff.

The Stone Sword was his imperial weapon from his last life, not a Celestial Artifact, but an imperial weapon from when he became an emperor, though during the dark chaos, the Stone Sword was shattered, with the sword spirit within perishing.

After that, he completely stopped using weapons, even up to the Celestial Lord Realm, he had no Celestial Artifact.

Even though he could forge artifacts, he made a Celestial Artifact for each of his eight women, he himself had no Celestial Artifact.

Lu Ye was a nostalgic person.

His sword had shattered, so what? When his sword broke, he transformed into the sharpest sword himself.

Now that he was reborn, he could reclaim his weapon, and this time, he wouldn’t allow his sword to break again.

Stone Sword Cliff’s geographical conditions were special, located on the mountain ridge where the second layer was closest to the heavens.

At the top of the ridge, bizarre stones jutted out, one resembling a sword, absorbing spiritual energy from heaven and earth, basking in the essence of the sun and moon, forming a naturally nurtured Stone Sword.

Back in his past life, when Lu Ye first acquired the Stone Sword, he feared a monkey might jump out while he was forging with it.

Thankfully, nothing that outrageous happened.

The first layer also had many treasures, like the Heavenly Spirit Pool, the Three Fire Mountains, and the Hundred Herb Valley, along with plenty of Pure Clarity Water…

But there was no rush.

He’d grab the Stone Sword and then return.

If the entrance to the second layer hadn’t changed this life, it should still be near the Three Fire Mountains.

The Three Fire Mountains were once a single volcano, later becoming five, then nine, due to countless people perishing inside while seeking divine fire.

Historically, there emerged a Heavenly Fire Emperor, who collected seven types of divine fire in one go, and it was said at that time he vaulted seven realms, jumping from Breaking Embryo First Layer to Breaking Embryo Eighth Layer.

At that moment, gaining the power of all seven divine fires could have easily allowed him to reach the Virtual Refinement stage, but he kept calm and compressed his power, resulting in only seven realm breakthroughs.

Of course, after these seven breakthroughs, everyone knew not to attempt another breakthrough for at least six months, or else they’d be ruined.

Waves of heat rolled over.

Green, red, white.

Three colors of fire danced lightly on the mountains, with the volcano’s mouth spewing black smoke mixed with a marvelous glow.

Some were directly transported here, especially the disciples of the Mountain River Pagoda Sect, their eyes glued to the three different divine flames, nearly drooling.

No artifact smiths or alchemists could resist the temptation of even one kind of powerful divine fire, let alone these three kinds.

Naturally, not many could withstand the divine fire scorching their Yuan Baby or Yuan Dan.

Lu Ye rushed over.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he headed toward the second volcano. The white flames blazed fiercely, yet he showed no fear.

However, his target wasn’t the volcano’s mouth; the divine fire was within. He sprinted towards the mountainside of the second volcano.

He walked until he was out of sight from the crowd.

Then, he vanished.

“What did he go do?”

“No idea!”

“Shall we go check it out?”

“This flame…”

“Let’s try it!”

The flames on the mountain surface were merely the leftover might of the true divine fire; the actual temperature was just so-so.

One genius moved through the flames to where Lu Ye had disappeared and found there was also a tempest eye for teleportation here.