“Getting anxious so easily?”
Ye Junlin clicked his tongue.
“Lord Hei Jue, save me! This guy’s magical treasure is strange; it can affect the divine soul…” Before he could finish, the Blade of Soul Destruction suddenly slashed out at an eerie speed. In the blink of an eye, the Red-Haired Yaksha King’s divine soul was sliced in half and vanished into thin air.
The Red-Haired Yaksha King shivered all over, his eyes losing their light in an instant, and he plummeted straight into the sea, creating a massive wave, after which there was no trace of movement.
“You!”
Hei Jue’s eyes turned frosty, and his heart sank slightly.
He could tell the flying knife’s properties were quite bizarre; even a divine soul as strong as an Immortal Emperor could be severed. It was terrifying.
“Your turn.”
Ye Junlin sneered, his fingertip suddenly pointing towards the distant Hei Jue.
Swoosh~
The Blade of Soul Destruction spun through the air in various arcs before slashing towards its target with lightning speed.
“Hmph!”
Hei Jue’s gaze was profound, his figure shifting unpredictably, transforming into thousands of indistinguishable phantoms, making it hard to grasp.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, the Blade of Soul Destruction missed several times before eventually hovering in the air, constantly swaying.
“Hmm?”
Ye Junlin was somewhat surprised—there really was a target that the Blade of Soul Destruction couldn’t hit?
Whoosh!
In the next second, a man in a black mask appeared beside the Blade of Soul Destruction, raising his hand to grab the dark golden flying knife. His palm erupted with overwhelming power, countless dark purple lightning bolts surging wildly.
“A magical treasure with such powerful properties should belong to me!”
Hei Jue acted dominantly, wanting to forcibly seize the Blade of Soul Destruction for himself.
“Not good, Ye, he’s trying to steal your magical treasure!” Li Ruotong said anxiously.
Strangely, Ye Junlin seemed unfazed, his expression as if he were looking at an idiot.
“Reclaim!”
Immediately, the Blade of Soul Destruction vanished into thin air, as if the system had retrieved it directly.
“What’s going on?”
Staring at the suddenly vanished magical treasure, Hei Jue’s face showed shock.
He had never seen such a situation before!
There wasn’t a trace of energy fluctuation left in the air; it was as if it had completely disappeared from the world.
“Hey, looking for this?” Ye Junlin raised his hand, and the Blade of Soul Destruction reappeared, swirling continuously in his palm.
Hei Jue was silent for a few seconds before squeezing out a phrase between his teeth, “You really have some tricks up your sleeve.”
To take the magical treasure from him without any warning was quite a skill indeed.
“But you should know, with just this little trick, you don’t pose any threat to me!”
Boom~
As soon as the words left his mouth, an overwhelming aura of an Immortal Emperor at the sixth level enveloped the entire area.
In Hei Jue’s hand appeared a pitch-black, icy great halberd, erupting with intense light as he held it.
It was a top-grade Immortal Emperor artifact, given to him by Rosa’s father as a reward after becoming one of Rosa’s guards!
“He… he actually has a top-grade Immortal Emperor artifact?!” Li Ruotong’s pupils trembled; the mere aura exuded by the great halberd filled her with fear and unease.
“Hehe, surprised, are we?”
Hei Jue said proudly.
Whoosh~
The turbulent dark purple Asura energy continuously gathered at the blade of the halberd, emitting an overwhelming energy wave!
The Asura Clan’s unique Asura energy has various grades, ranging from dark green, dark black, dark purple, dark red, to dark golden!
Among them, dark green Asura energy is relatively common. If one can transform it into dark black, they are likely to become a pillar of strength in the clan.
Achieving dark purple means being a first-class powerhouse!
As for dark red, only royal bloodlines possess this qualification.
And no one in the Asura Clan currently has dark golden Asura energy.
It is said that this type of Asura energy can be traced back to the first Asura King, but for some unknown reason, it didn’t continue, leaving it in the realm of legends.
Thus, the highest recognized level is dark red Asura energy!
But one thing is certain: whoever possesses dark golden Asura energy is destined to become the future Asura King and lead the Asura Clan to new glory!
The Asura King is a supreme symbol, even above the position of clan leader, which is elected every ten thousand years!
Back to the point.
With dark purple Asura energy, Hei Jue’s individual strength was undeniably formidable.
This was also a symbol of his prideful status!
“Human race, die for me!”
Hei Jue’s face brimming with killing intent, he swung the pitch-black great halberd with force, executing his strongest move against Ye Junlin.
Boom!
The sound of an explosive impact shook the air, the halberd wrapped in Asura energy descended like a divine mountain, overwhelming the entire crowd.
Hei Jue was confident; with the top-grade Immortal Emperor artifact backing him, he could easily crush this ignorant Immortal Realm native!
Clang~!
A loud clash rang out, vibrating the surroundings, creating monstrous waves across the sea for miles.
“You…”
Hei Jue’s expression showed shock as he realized that no matter how hard he pressed down on the great halberd, it couldn’t budge an inch, firmly blocked by a golden longsword in front of him.
At that moment.
Ye Junlin held the Cangyuan Sword, silver-white hair flowing like a waterfall, a playful smirk on his lips,
“Isn’t it just a top-grade Immortal Emperor artifact? It’s like nobody has one.”
At those words,
Li Ruotong’s mouth twitched violently, feeling as if a knife had stabbed her heart.
Ye, how could you say something so insulting?
Seriously, enough is enough!
“Hmph! Then it’s perfect; since we’re the same, this duel will be interesting!” Hei Jue quickly readjusted his stance, sneering.
Since both had top-grade Immortal Emperor artifacts, there was no question of who bullied whom.
“Same?”
Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow and then shook his head, saying, “No, no, no, we’re not the same.”
Whoosh!
An ethereal ancient crown emerged above his head, radiating millions of brilliant immortal lights.
In an instant, waves of overwhelming aura erupted from Ye Junlin’s body, his gaze sharp, exuding an imposing aura.
“What!?”
Hei Jue’s expression changed drastically, feeling as if he was carrying a divine mountain on his back, unable to circulate his immortal power, thoroughly sluggish.
In the face of Ye Junlin, the Asura Clan’s high duke, he felt as insignificant as dust.
“This is the Immortal Path Crown of the Great Heaven Position!”
Hei Jue exclaimed in disbelief.
In the past, he had been full of ambition, wanting to refine all the Immortal Sovereign-level laws to secure the greatest advantage for his future ascension to Immortal Emperor.
But in the end, he couldn’t hold out and had to settle for becoming an Immortal Emperor, missing out on that strongest Immortal Emperor qualification.
So, upon seeing Ye Junlin’s Immortal Path Crown, Hei Jue felt immense shock in his heart, mixed with inexplicable emotions.
There was envy, jealousy, disbelief, and an unwilling sense of awe!
Just how long would one have to endure to achieve this?
Those who could reach such heights were undoubtedly individuals of great perseverance!
In that moment,
Hei Jue’s confidence took a severe hit, and his pride plummeted.
Facing Ye Junlin, the Asura Clan’s high duke, he no longer felt a shred of arrogance in his heart!