Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 401 I’m Willing to Call You the Strongest!

"Only one move left!"

Xiao Yi cracked a smile, his eyes playfully fixed on Yang Yuhuan.

However, his heart was far from being as relaxed as he appeared; in their previous exchanges, Yang Yuhuan had not launched any offensive moves, primarily focusing on defense. Yet even so, it was enough for Xiao Yi to see the enormous gap that existed between them.

The two strongest moves of "Sword Qi Blue Lotus," Blue Lotus Reincarnation and Eternal Life.

In front of Yang Yuhuan, they were extremely fragile.

Destroyed with a simple gesture.

This proved the insurmountable chasm in combat strength between Xiao Yi and him.

Yang Yuhuan looked down at his palm and suddenly smiled, saying, "Not bad at all. Your talent and attainment in the way of the sword rank in the top ten of all the geniuses I’ve seen."

As a sovereign equivalent to the leaders of the top ten sects,

he was often invited to participate in the celebrations of various great sects.

He had naturally seen countless geniuses.

Xiao Yi’s talent in the way of the sword was indeed extraordinary.

Yang Yuhuan smiled and said, "I am growing more and more interested in taking you as my disciple."

"Hmph!"

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, "I told you that you are not worthy!"

"Is that so?"

Yang Yuhuan slowly spread his hands open, his lips curving into a playful smile, "Then I shall show you whether or not I am worthy of being your master!"

As soon as the words fell.

A circular shockwave burst forth violently from Yang Yuhuan’s body.

Hum!

The shockwave spread like a vast tidal wave.

Roaring thunderously.

The shockwave moved in every direction, causing the ground to tremble and thick floor tiles were flung up into the air. Behind him, massive cracks suddenly appeared on the enclosing wall of the Nangong Family estate.

The cracks spread across it like a spider web.

Then...

Boom!

The high wall, half a meter thick, burst open.

Turning into a sky full of dust.

Whirling up into the sky amidst the wind, the dust amassed behind Yang Yuhuan into a towering sandstorm, like a hand covering the sky, obscuring the sun. It was as if a black cloud had descended, turning day into night, so thick that one could not see one’s own hands.

With a mere gesture, he changed heaven and earth!

Yang Yuhuan’s power was otherworldly, like that of a celestial being!

"Xiao Yi, if you survive this move, I shall spare your life!"

Yang Yuhuan’s face was expressionless as his palm pressed down from above toward Xiao Yi.

Hum!

The boundless sandstorm behind him churned wildly, as if invisible hands were kneading it, shaping it forcefully into the form of a gigantic palm. Like the hand of a god descending from the heavens.

Xiao Yi’s eyebrows knitted together: "Divide the Two Waters – White Heron Island!"

"Blue Lotus Reincarnation!"

"Eternal Life!"

Xiao Yi merged his whole body with the Shadowless Sword.

Where Sword Intent directed, the sword edge followed.

Countless Sword Qi Blue Lotuses multiplied endlessly, converging into a hundred-zhang tall Sword Qi Flower Lotus, spinning continuously. They bloomed and released a bright, emerald-green light, radiant as jade, covering the sky and shooting straight toward the gigantic sandstorm palm.

Hum!

The Blue Lotus collided with the gigantic sandstorm palm.

Blue light and gray light burst forth at the same time.

Boom!

The terrifying energy created during the collision formed a fearsome shockwave that swept in all directions, and the walls formed by Xiao Yi’s manipulation of the powers of the earth shattered amidst a rumbling noise, stone by stone exploding into pieces.

The earthen wall also exploded with a bang.

A cloud of dust filled the sky, obscuring the sun.

The skies above the majority of the imperial city were enveloped in frightening gray dust.

In the rolling dust and smoke.

A streak of bright emerald-green light was particularly dazzling on the ground, and all the strong warriors who had lost the barrier of the earthen wall were scattered in all directions, afraid of being inadvertently caught in the crossfire.

"Who won?"

"Naturally, it’s His Highness the War King. Didn’t you see the power of his palm just now? Even a Peak Dharma Manifestation Realm expert can’t withstand it!"

Sun Yao clenched his fists tightly, excitement written all over his face, "Xiao Yi could die at His Royal Highness’s hand. Even in death, he will be remembered throughout history!" Your adventure continues at novelbuddy

At that moment...

Within the swirling dust.

A green light shot up into the sky, cleaving the dense Black Cloud in two. The chilling Sword Qi shot up like a pillar supporting the heavens. The terrible energy fluctuations billowed forth, causing the dust above the sky to stop abruptly, as if time and space had frozen. Then, after a split second, a humming sound burst forth, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

The blue sword light formed a terrifying storm, forcefully blowing the sand and dust in all directions.

Everyone hastily took cover.

The roaring sounds were unceasing.

In the midst of this dust storm were countless fragments of buildings, shooting forth with the force of a thousand arrows unleashed.

Boom, boom, boom!

Within a radius of a thousand zhang, everything had been leveled to the ground.

The vast Nangong Family residence had half of it sliced away, leaving a scene of desolation and ruins everywhere.

When all became quiet again.

The crowd cautiously looked towards the battlefield, only to see Xiao Yi standing with his sword, with a trickle of fresh blood rolling down his mouth, falling onto the dust-covered ruins. As his blood exploded upon impact, it bloomed like a garish red plum amidst the dusty battlefield, strikingly conspicuous.

Pfft!

Xiao Yi suddenly opened his mouth, but before he could speak, his body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the midst of the blood sprayed.

His complexion turned ghostly pale, and he plunged the Shadowless Sword into the ground with a "pfft" sound, propping himself up with the support of the sword to avoid falling.

"It looks like His Highness the War King really did win!"

"Hahaha, I’ve always said Xiao Yi was overreaching, daring to challenge His Royal Highness... He was on a path to certain death!" Sun Yao said smugly, his eyes gleeful as he looked towards Nalan Qianqiu and the Shadow Demon among others, "You all saw that, right? With His Royal Highness’s move, Xiao Yi has only one path—death. All of you who follow Xiao Yi will die as well!"

"No!"

Nalan Qianqiu suddenly spoke up, his eyes intently fixed on Xiao Yi, "Headmaster Xiao hasn’t lost!"

"Huh?"

Sun Yao was stunned and scoffed, "Still in denial when death is at your door? With the Prince himself taking action, if Xiao Yi could win, I’d twist off my head and use it as your night pot!"

However...

Nangong Shengji beside him said in a deep voice, "Nalan Qianqiu is right, Xiao Yi hasn’t lost!"

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"What?"

Sun Yao was shocked and looked back toward the battlefield.

In the midst of the ruins.

Xiao Yi stood on one hand with his sword, his pale face flushed with unbearable excitement and agitation. He grinned and said, "You, lost!"

In the full view of the public.

Yang Yuhuan, standing proudly between heaven and earth like a supreme monarch, slightly furrowed his brows. Drip, a drop of fresh blood fell from his right hand through the gaps of his fingers.

Yang Yuhuan opened his right hand and looked down at the blood mark on his palm.

The blood mark was not large.

But it was made by Xiao Yi’s preceding strike, which not only split open his sky-concealing hand but also left a cut on his palm.

Yang Yuhuan’s expression was incredibly complex.

He had forgotten when he last sustained an injury.

Phew!

Yang Yuhuan exhaled a long breath, his eyes blazing as he stared at Xiao Yi and slowly said, "Eighth Layer Cultivation of the Tao Tribulation Realm, yet possessing Sword Intent of the fourth stage, I take back my previous words. Among people of your age, I am willing to call you the strongest."