Splash!

The blood-red blade dragged a fierce gale, erupting with a thunderous roar.

This strike—Xu Yang held nothing back!

Having just broken through to the Myriad Manifestations Realm Perfection, his combat strength was several degrees stronger.

Even Song Yuanhao, with the power of his True Monarch Blood Bone, would be wounded by it.

But now, his eyes seethed with venomous hatred, his face twisted in madness, paying no heed to the terror of this blade, but instead pounced savagely toward the Asura Blood Saber.

The barbaric markings still surging on his body suddenly condensed, then fused together with a surge of might, transforming into a ferocious giant blood maw out of thin air.

Boom!

Clang!

Blood sprayed wildly, the blade trembled furiously!

Xu Yang's face changed, hastily leaping back.

The impact nearly wrenched the Asura Blood Saber from his grip.

"Not a True Monarch—yet stronger than a True Monarch!"

This was Song Yuanhao's current state.

If he perfectly achieved his breakthrough, even Gu Jun might struggle to withstand him.

"Xu Yang, you fucking bastard, you destroyed everything I had!"

"You're nothing but a bastard child—what worth are you?"

Song Yuanhao flew into a rage, the barbaric markings on his face squirming and twisting like snakes—a sight that sent chills down the spine.

Xu Yang replied coldly, "Song Tianchou is already dead. You should go join him!"

Song Yuanhao's whole body trembled, roaring in lunatic fury, "I'll kill you!"

Boom!

He leapt up, forming hand seals, and the countless barbaric markings on his skin soared into the air like dark golden pythons, spreading to shroud the entire royal court.

This sudden turn made Xu Yang's whole body tense—facing a deadly enemy!

"Kid, be careful."

"This old man's scalp is tingling with dread!"

Gu Jun's voice rang out, deepening the heaviness in Xu Yang's heart.

Even his master felt a chill down his spine…

Boom!

A terrifying pressure suddenly crashed down from the heavens above.

"Heaven Locking!"

Xu Yang hastily raised the Heaven-locking Realm.

Swoosh!

Innumerable chains intertwined, forming a pocket world that surged upward.

But in the blink of an eye, it collided with the barbaric markings' field, and its expansion was immediately stifled.

Song Yuanhao sneered viciously, "I may not have truly broken through to the True Monarch Realm, but the relic left by the Barbarian God—his only remnant body—is something you cannot even fathom!"

"You think a mere field can stop me?"

"Break!"

He slapped his palm downward.

The field of barbaric markings quaked, releasing a beastly, deafening howl.

The raging force shredded every building inside and outside the royal court to pieces!

Boom!

The Heaven-locking Realm was struck as if by lightning, fracturing with cracks!

Xu Yang gripped the Asura Blood Saber, his aura climbing skyward, his gaze locked onto the condensed giant palm above.

Crack!

Just as the Heaven-locking Realm faltered under the strain, a phantom—too fleeting to see—appeared like a specter beneath the fissures.

Whoosh!

A cluster of violet Spirit Fire emerged out of nothing and instantly surged into a massive wall of flame.

Gu Jun's phantom appeared, one hand curved upward, bellowing sharply.

Splash!

With the rise of his palm, the mighty wall of fire churned violently, like a wrathful beast surging upward with ferocity.

"Pill Sovereign Gu Jun?"

Song Yuanhao's face shifted slightly, then derisively smiled, "Just a mere remnant soul."

"Today, master and disciple—you'll die together!"

RUMBLE!!

The heavens and earth collapsed, fire waves roared to the sky.

The entire royal court quaked violently, the ground crumbling, stones howling through the air.

The horrific spectacle was shocking—terrifying the last few Barbarians outside, driving them to flee in confusion.

Song Yuanhao let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from his lips, the markings on his body dimming significantly.

Bloody drops dripped from the corners of his mouth; he gave a sinister smile.

"So you've restored yourself to such strength?"

"But, do you think that's all the Barbarian God left behind?"

As his words fell—

Xu Yang's heart skipped a beat!

Gu Jun spoke calmly, "Show everything you've got."

As his words faded, a massive surge of Purple Sun Heaven-Burning Fire burst forth from him.

The Spirit Fire rolled, gradually coalescing into the form of a giant cauldron. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The Ancient Saint Cloud Tripod!

Without a fleshly body, his strongest arts were this Purple Sun Heaven-Burning Fire and the Ancient Saint Cloud Tripod.

"Heh heh."

Song Yuanhao grinned, his body spasming violently as a speck of dark golden spirit-light slowly emerged on his brow.

That gleam of spirit-light made Xu Yang's mind reel.

Every color in the world seemed to fade beneath its glow, as if an endless darkness engulfed everything, with only a pinpoint of spirit-light tearing through, illuminating the void!

Soul-seizing, spirit-devouring!

As the spirit-light emerged, Song Yuanhao howled in agony.

Waves of barbaric markings erupted from his body, surging like tides to form clouds, enveloping and pressing down around that speck of spirit-light.

Compared to before, this was like heaven and earth apart!

Gu Jun's face changed dramatically.

Shua!

The Ancient Saint Cloud Tripod, wrapped in boundless Purple Sun Heaven-Burning Fire, soared upward.

Clang!

A deafening boom shook the sky apart!

The tidal wave of barbaric markings was blown apart, yet that spirit-light remained untouched, ensnared by the barbaric markings, and with unstoppable force, it smashed the Ancient Saint Cloud Tripod down with a horrific impact.

Gu Jun's figure trembled; like lightning he snatched up the Ancient Saint Cloud Tripod and Purple Sun Heaven-Burning Fire and vanished into the Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant!

"Kid, we're in deep trouble."

"That spirit-light is too terrifying, I can't block it!"

Gu Jun's voice was weak.

Just that single collision had nearly shattered his soul with its force.

He couldn't resist it!

"Swallow him for me!"

Song Yuanhao controlled the barbaric markings and spirit-light, diving straight down.

Xu Yang's body convulsed—the pressure exceeded even most True Monarchs!

What exactly had the Barbarian God left behind?

Terrified, Xu Yang suddenly sneered coldly.

Splash!

A burst of divine light erupted like a geyser!

Then, a magnificent ancient palace appeared out of nowhere, enveloping Xu Yang within.

Barbarian God Hall!

The strongest treasure of the Barbarian Race!

Left behind by the Barbarian God!

"Barbarian God Hall?"

Song Yuanhao paled slightly, immediately remembering Tuoba Hongyu.

The Barbarian God Hall was taken by Tuoba Hongyu; if not for Xu Yang, that woman would have been under his control!

His rage soared even hotter!

"Relying on the Barbarian God Hall? Dream on!"

Song Yuanhao sneered in mockery.

Only he understood how terrifying the Barbarian God's relics truly were.

Barbarian God Hall—what was that worth?

Boom!

Waves of barbaric markings thundered down, submerging the entire Barbarian God Hall.

Barbaric markings, snakelike and ferocious, struck home, but none could penetrate even a little within.

The Barbarian God Hall blocked every attack completely outside.

Seated cross-legged inside, Xu Yang's face was grave.

Though the Barbarian God Hall resisted the barbaric markings, that speck of spirit-light made his skin crawl even through the barrier—like the next instant the protection would shatter!

"The Barbarian God Hall can't stop that spirit-light!"

"Kid, do you have anything left?"

Gu Jun's voice was bitter.

Who'd have thought, after being driven to desperation, Song Yuanhao could obtain such a miracle!

The Barbarian God's final remnant!

Faced with this, even Gu Jun was at wit's end!

They couldn't win—no trick would avail them.

Xu Yang gave a wry smile, "Teacher, right now, let's just hope someone else arrives in time."

He suddenly looked up.

That spirit-light surged out from the tidal wave of barbaric markings, and the instant it touched the Barbarian God Hall, the Hall let out a wailing cry.

Pfft!

The spirit-light was like an indestructible arrow—tearing through as easily as breaching brittle paper, piercing the Barbarian God Hall effortlessly.

It was like a dazzling sun vanishing into thin air.

"Damn it!"

Xu Yang cursed under his breath and, without hesitation, summoned the Celestial Refining Divine Tripod above his head.