Chapter 405: Chapter 405: How Dare a Piece of Trash Be So Arrogant

"How noisy."

Ye Tianling snapped coldly.

As he turned around, Saintess Tianqing suddenly took out a golden Prohibition Talisman and pressed it into his hand. She held his hand and said softly, "Be careful. They... are very strong."

Ye Tianling was a little taken aback by her intimate gesture.

But a moment later, his heart warmed slightly. "Don’t worry," he said. "They’re just a few ants, nothing to worry about. I won’t be needing this."

As Ye Tianling spoke, his cold gaze locked onto Mo Yuqing, Mo Yuqiu, and Mo Yuyan. "Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll be happy to oblige!"

"Such shameless boasting! Kneel and submit! Offer your Soul Brand and become our slave, and I might consider letting you live!"

Mo Yuyan declared with cold arrogance.

"That’s what I wanted to say to you,"

Ye Tianling said coolly.

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and clenched it into a fist.

"You’re courting death!"

Even more furious than Mo Yuqiu, Mo Yuqing acted as if his dignity had suffered a grave insult. In an instant, he gathered a tyrannical and invincible stream of Void Soul Power, manifesting a Battle Soul and directly unleashing a wave of Profound Yin Battle Intent.

This wave of Battle Intent, carrying the might of his Void Soul Power, instantly pushed his Battle Power to a level approaching six.

This was an astonishing feat—or so they believed.

Ye Tianling stood his ground, casually unleashing his Fist Intent with a single punch that shot across the sky!

"HUMMM—"

With his soul and body in greater harmony from cultivating the Nirvana Nine Transformations, and after emerging from the Returning Butterfly Cocoon, Ye Tianling’s Fist Dao was now in no way inferior to his greatest trump card, the Killing Dao.

The punch seemed to warp the very void, leaving a trail of horrifying afterimages in its wake.

"BANG—"

When Mo Yuqing’s Profound Yin Battle Intent collided with Ye Tianling’s Fist Intent, something absolutely terrifying happened.

The terrifying, sky-filling surge of Profound Yin Battle Intent was violently shattered by Ye Tianling’s simple Fist Intent!

The spear-like manifestations of his Battle Intent would occasionally appear, only to instantly explode into dust and completely disintegrate each time.

"This—"

Mo Yuqing suffered a backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood. The light blue liquid looked strange, but it was the Royal Blood of the Profound Yin Race.

"How is this possible!"

A look of horror crossed Mo Yuqing’s face. He had used his full Battle Power, yet his opponent had only struck casually—it was definitely a casual blow.

And yet, that casual blow had shattered his strongest Killing Dao!

Mo Yuqing’s expression turned incredibly grim as a realization dawned on him.

Meanwhile, Mo Yuqiu and Mo Yuyan were completely dumbfounded, staring in stunned disbelief!

"Brat from the Human Race, you have indeed exceeded my expectations. But you’re merely at the Middle Stage of the Sword Void Second Transformation Realm. This is as far as you go! The title of ’Divine Child’ is not so easily claimed!"

Mo Yuqiu spoke abruptly after a long moment of contemplation, as if he had seen through Ye Tianling’s true depths.

"Whatever tricks you have left, use them all. Let me see what you self-proclaimed nobles, you lowly crawling insects, are capable of."

Ye Tianling spoke coolly, his tone a mixture of arrogance and dominance.

Saintess Tianqing’s beautiful eyes sparkled. She was once again captivated by Ye Tianling’s charm, finding herself unable to look away.

’He’s still so arrogant and domineering, so untamable and effortlessly confident!’

Saintess Tianqing was so mesmerized she could hardly contain her emotions.

"You will see!"

Mo Yuqiu replied coldly, enunciating every word.

Mo Yuqing retreated, coughing up blood. After a single exchange, he already knew he was no match for Ye Tianling.

Thus, he could no longer spout arrogant nonsense, even though he desperately wanted to curse Ye Tianling to vent the hatred in his heart.

A light-blue bottle appeared in Mo Yuqiu’s hand. It looked like a Jade Bottle that had been magnified several times over.

As soon as the bottle appeared, he uncorked it and aimed the mouth directly at Ye Tianling.

In that instant, Ye Tianling felt as though some kind of power had locked onto his Soul.

It was a powerful Soul-killing Weapon.

Ye Tianling’s Soul Talent Sensing was actually unable to determine the item’s origin.

"This is an Exotic Treasure I collected from a battlefield of the Ancient Era. It is called the ’Soul-Devouring Treasure Bottle.’ Consider yourself fortunate to witness it; you can now die without regrets!"

As Mo Yuqiu spoke, he activated a flash of azure bloodlight that shot into the Soul-Devouring Treasure Bottle.

"WHOOSH—"

The treasure bottle flew into the air, rapidly expanding.

"HUMMM—"

In an instant, the treasure bottle had grown as large as a mountain. Its mouth was like a black hole that could swallow heaven and earth, and it emanated a terrifying, primordial aura.

"HSSSS—"

That terrifying, primordial aura enveloped not only Ye Tianling but Saintess Tianqing as well.

Saintess Tianqing immediately felt a destructive pressure bearing down on her, as if it would devour her at any moment.

She was just about to use the golden Prohibition Talisman to protect them both when Ye Tianling’s body shifted slightly. A wisp of Flame Power emanated from him, and the destructive pressure she felt instantly vanished.

"How dare a piece of trash like you act so arrogant!"

With a flicker of his figure, Ye Tianling executed the Kunpeng Carefree Travel Body Technique. He moved as if traversing the void, instantly appearing before the black hole-like region.

"Reincarnation Life and Death Fist!"

Ye Tianling threw a punch, one that truly gathered his Battle Power. Infused with both Samadhi True Fire and the Power of Karmic Fire, it was further enhanced by his formidable bloodline.

"CRACK—"

The blood-red fist seemed to shatter the very vacuum, erupting with towering flames and explosive force. As the punch flew out, the world seemed to suffocate, suddenly growing darker.

"BOOM—"

A terrifying explosion erupted. The Soul-Devouring Treasure Bottle flashed with a blinding blue light, and then, amidst a massive tremor, a great number of cracks appeared all over it.

"Ah—my treasure bottle!"

Mo Yuqiu cried out in alarm, spitting out a large mouthful of blue blood.

At the same time, the Soul-Devouring Treasure Bottle exploded, turning to dust as it was violently blown apart.

"This is impossible! Impossible!"

Mo Yuqiu’s face was ashen as he muttered to himself, completely unable to accept reality.

As he muttered, he coughed up mouthful after mouthful of vivid, azure-blue blood.

"And you? What tricks have you got? Is everyone in the Profound Yin Race as useless as these two?"

Ye Tianling’s gaze fell upon Mo Yuyan.

A chill ran through Mo Yuyan, and she staggered back three or four steps.

She immediately summoned her Lifebound Spiritual Soldier—a long spear of dark gold.

However, while the spear’s attack carried a Battle Power approaching level six and unleashed enough killing intent to drain the color from the world, Ye Tianling didn’t even bother to defend himself.

"CLANG—"

Ye Tianling simply extended his hand, stopping the tip of the long spear with his palm.

His palm wasn’t even scratched in the slightest.

"This... How is this possible?! My attack didn’t even break his defense!"

Mo Yuyan was also stunned, her heart pounding in shock.

"Alright. If that’s all you’re capable of, then it’s time I sent you on your way."

Ye Tianling stated coolly.

"You— We’re the royal Saint Children and Saintess of the Profound Yin Race! You dare to kill us—"

"So noisy. I already gave you all a chance to show me what you’ve got."

Ye Tianling cut Mo Yuqing off. With a grasp of his hand, he enveloped the long spear in Samadhi True Fire. It instantly melted into a liquid Spiritual Artifact and was completely refined.