Chapter 365: Chapter 365: The Awakening of the Celestial Evil Sword’s Divinity

Teng Chuanxing became utterly docile. He cautiously bowed and backed away, only feeling a sliver of security after retreating a considerable distance.

Seeing the once-arrogant Prince Celestial Serpent reduced to such a state left the crowd of Cultivators clicking their tongues in amazement.

"Tsk tsk, Prince Celestial Serpent. Still think it’s so disgraceful for me, Yao Lun, to be a mount?"

Yao Lun asked, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction.

"PFFT—"

Teng Chuanxing spat out a mouthful of old blood.

’I finally managed to calm the storm, so can you please not fan the fucking flames?’

His eyes were filled with resentment, like those of a jilted wife, as he glared fiercely at Yao Lun.

"You wretched spawn! Know your place! Is this any place for you to speak? You should be learning from the Divine Child’s heroic and dashing style, his invincible and grand bearing! And look at you, baring your teeth and grinning. What a disgraceful sight!"

the Elder Roc King chided.

At his reprimand, Yao Lun immediately deflated.

Meanwhile, Prince Celestial Serpent, Teng Chuanxing, was so overwhelmed with gratitude he was on the verge of tears. "Elder Roc King, you’re truly the best! For the first time, this Prince has discovered how endearing an old man like you can be. I absolutely adore you!"

"The Tianling Divine Son’s bloodline is astounding, and his Battle Power is unparalleled. He must be at least at the Profounder Level—a true Young Venerable. How enviable! The younger generation is already beginning to take charge of this era. We old folks have no choice but to admit our age."

Seeing the matter concluded, the Celestial Serpent King sighed with emotion.

"But of course. This is an age that produces many heroes, a new era where Young Venerables will clash. Therefore, we of the older generation should be more tolerant. As for the youngsters fighting and killing, as long as it doesn’t go as far as digging up ancestral graves, we should take matters of life and death lightly. As long as we don’t interfere, let them kill as they please. Death comes for everyone eventually, anyway."

The Elder Roc King sighed wistfully.

The Celestial Serpent King’s mouth twitched. ’Fuck your ancestors!’ he thought. ’You old bastard! Before the Tianling Divine Son showed up, why weren’t you so damned enlightened? Weren’t you the one who, just five days ago, with your own shameless mouth, arrogantly declared, "Whoever the fuck touches my son, I’ll slaughter their entire clan"?!’

Though he cursed inwardly, the Celestial Serpent King still pinned his hopes on the other Unparalleled Princes and Princesses of the Celestial Serpent Royal Family. He hoped they would have some heaven-defying opportunity to rise to supreme power, allowing them to suppress the might of this Kunpeng Divine Son from the Golden Roc Lineage.

He forced a smile and said, "We’ll let them be, then. However, there should be some respect and protection for Divine Sons and Divine Ladies, as well as for high-priority Princes and Princesses. It would be best if an incident like today’s never happens again."

The Elder Roc King said, "In that case, we can issue a joint announcement."

The Celestial Serpent King breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "Excellent. Let’s get right on it."

The Elder Roc King agreed at once.

He had figured it out—this ’Kunpeng Divine Son’ was even more unruly than he had imagined. He suspected that if Ye Tianling were to make a move against any of those Princes and Princesses, he would show absolutely no mercy.

And unlike the Celestial Serpent King, who had many reservations, some of the old hardliners were not so cautious. If something were to happen, the mess would be difficult to clean up.

Therefore, this announcement was absolutely necessary.

The two of them conversed as they swiftly flew into the distance.

With the Elder Roc King and the Celestial Serpent King gone, how could Teng Chuanxing dare to linger?

He immediately bowed, cautiously excused himself, and then, once he was a safe distance away, transformed into a streak of bloody light and vanished in an instant, fleeing at lightning speed.

As for the Alien Race Cultivators who had been following Teng Chuanxing, they were now trembling in fear, kneeling with their heads pressed firmly to the ground, not daring to utter a word.

"Alright, all of you can scram!"

Ye Tianling said dismissively with a wave of his hand.

"WHOOSH—"

The group of Alien Race Cultivators immediately scattered like startled birds, using Sky Control to frantically flee for their lives.

Ye Tianling turned, his gaze sweeping toward a distant area. Among the crowd of spectating Alien Race Cultivators, Tu Xiaotian was hiding, preparing to retreat quietly.

Ye Tianling’s Soul Talent had noticed the old bastard long ago. ’And now this Tu Xiaotian thinks he can run?’

"Who gave you permission to run? Yes, you, that so-called Guard Tu, Tu Xiaotian. The three-eyed old bastard! Get over here!"

Ye Tianling’s gaze shot over, his incredibly intense eyes locking directly onto Tu Xiaotian.

Tu Xiaotian’s panicked retreat came to a sudden halt. His expression instantly darkened, and a vicious glint appeared in his eyes.

But the moment he turned around, that vicious and cruel look instantly morphed into one of humility, reverence, and fawning sycophancy.

"Kunpeng... Kunpeng Divine Son... You-you are magnanimous. Please, please forgive this old man... Spare this lowly one’s worthless life... This lowly one knows his mistake."

Yao Lun and the others hadn’t even noticed Tu Xiaotian yet. They only spotted him when he stepped forward, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

’As expected of the Divine Child,’ Yao Lun thought, ’he sensed him from so far away, yet I didn’t notice at all!’

Yao Lun felt a pang of guilt. He had been planning to flatten the entire Guard Mansion, but now the Divine Child had been forced to act first. Wasn’t this a dereliction of his duty?

"Tu Xiaotian, you have three fucking eyes and you’re still this blind? You dared to threaten the Kunpeng Divine Son of my Golden Roc Royal Family? You dared to spout such arrogant nonsense about killing him?"

Yao Lun roared, a savage light flashing in his eyes. If Ye Tianling hadn’t remained silent, signaling him not to act rashly, he would have already charged over and beaten Tu Xiaotian to death.

"Know your mistake? You’re not mistaken. How could you possibly be wrong?"

Ye Tianling wore a smirk that wasn’t quite a smile.

After fully activating his Soul Talent, its effects gradually became apparent. Ye Tianling could faintly sense that killing intent still lingered in Tu Xiaotian’s heart.

Ye Tianling had never held a favorable impression of the Alien Races to begin with, and his words were now dripping with mockery.

As soon as he spoke, Tu Xiaotian’s kneeling body trembled slightly. A frenzied impulse clearly surged through his bloodline.

’The Ability of my Soul Talent has grown stronger, but under these terrifying new rules, its overall effect seems weaker. However, if I don’t spread the Talent’s perception out and instead focus the Sensing area on a single point, it becomes extremely useful.’

Ye Tianling mused.

The earlier battle with Prince Celestial Serpent had already allowed Ye Tianling to hone his Battle Power and gain a clear understanding of his current strength.

Now, testing the application of his Soul Talent on Tu Xiaotian was also yielding excellent results. After a moment of precise, focused Sensing, he detected a hidden trace of hatred and killing intent from Tu Xiaotian.

"Kunpeng Divine Son, this lowly one was blind and wronged you. This lowly one is willing to apologize and compensate you for your losses."

Tu Xiaotian was also extremely decisive. Seeing that even the Celestial Serpent King dared not act against the Kunpeng Divine Son, he feigned submission on the surface.

But deep down, he was biding his time, waiting for an opportunity—waiting for the geniuses of his Tri-Eyed Race to emerge, waiting for the rise of the Tri-Eyed Race’s own Divine Son and Divine Lady.

’The moment I get the chance, I will repay today’s humiliation ten thousand times over!’

As this thought crossed his mind, Ye Tianling’s Sensing became even clearer.

At the same time, the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword emanated a wisp of Divinity, its intent connecting with Ye Tianling’s.

"How about this. You said before that this Divine Child was hiding behind a woman, that I lacked the skill to fight you. So now, this Divine Child will give you a chance in a battle of life and death. You will receive one strike from my sword. If you survive that single strike, we will consider this grudge settled. If you are unfortunately killed, it will only be because you offended your superior and were too weak. Your death will be well-deserved!"

Ye Tianling spoke indifferently.

In his hand, the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword clearly conveyed an intention to him: ’Drink blood to whet my edge, Devour the Double Battleaxe containing fragmented Divine Power, use a Blood Sacrifice to the Xuanyuan Soul, and awaken my growing Divinity.’

And hidden within Tu Xiaotian’s body was just such a Double Battleaxe!

A sharp glint flashed through Tu Xiaotian’s eyes as he asked, "May I ask the Divine Son, am I to defend only, or may I fight back?"

Ye Tianling said flatly, "Like a true life-and-death battle, the outcome decided in one move. You can fight back. Use as many moves as you want. I will only make one."

In the depths of Tu Xiaotian’s pupils, killing intent surged! The Double Battleaxe connected to his Soul began to resonate in response.