Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Blast Origin Pill

Before Zhou Liang could even finish the thought, Ye Xuan’s palm had already collided with his.

BANG!

A muffled boom echoed out. The life-and-death aura of the Great Annihilation Life and Death Hand was instantly obliterated by the power of Ye Xuan’s palm.

’What’s going on? We’re both Tier Four Peak Celestial Martial Artists, so how can he have such a terrifying palm strike?!’ In all his life, Zhou Liang had never seen such a powerful martial technique. He felt like a lone sailboat on a vast ocean, about to be smashed to pieces by an irresistible tidal wave.

’How could a boy of seventeen or eighteen have mastered such an astonishing martial technique?’

Feeling the overwhelming, surging power of the Kun Palm, Zhou Liang panicked. He tried to retreat and defend, but he was far too slow.

Ye Xuan wasn’t about to let him escape. His formidable Profound Power was unstoppable. The palm struck Zhou Liang’s chest, and his Profound Power defenses instantly shattered. BANG! He was sent flying, a spray of blood arcing through the air, and crashed heavily to the ground like a sack of broken rags. The light in his eyes faded in an instant.

"Zhou Liang!"

The moment Ye Xuan unleashed the Kun Palm, Xu Liang sensed something was wrong and rushed forward. But it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as Ye Xuan struck Zhou Liang dead with a single palm.

At this point, all four disciples sent by the Profound Mystery Sect to the Thirteen Nations Alliance had fallen. Not a single one survived.

"Brat, I’ll kill you."

Xu Liang roared and lunged.

"Raging Waves Saber Art!"

The battle saber in his hand suddenly transformed into a vast ocean. Light from the blade, like a black tide, threatened to annihilate everything as it surged forward with destructive power, completely enveloping Ye Xuan.

Zhou Liang’s death had driven Xu Liang into a complete rage; he wanted nothing more than to cut Ye Xuan down with a single slash.

SHIIING!

The Dragon Pattern Sword at his waist flew from its sheath. With eyes like cold stars, Ye Xuan made the longsword tremble, and a dragon’s cry rang out. The brilliant Dragon Pattern Sword transformed into an azure dragon and plunged into the shadow of the black saber.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

With a rapid succession of ringing clashes, Xu Liang’s ocean of saber shadows was shattered in an instant. A streak of azure light shot out from within, slicing off a corner of his robes.

Ye Xuan pressed his advantage, the Dragon Pattern Sword becoming a misty halo of light that swept forward like a wave.

Xu Liang was horrified. ’Ye Xuan’s swordsmanship is leaving me completely overwhelmed, unable to fight back! How is this possible?’ The Raging Waves Saber Art he cultivated was an incredibly powerful, Celestial Grade saber technique from the Profound Mystery Sect. Furthermore, his Wolf-Slaying Saber was a Fifth-level Profound Soldier forged by one of the sect’s master artifact refiners.

He could clearly sense that Ye Xuan was far inferior to him in both Profound Power intensity and Profound Soldier grade. Yet, under the relentless assault of Ye Xuan’s swordsmanship, he felt completely overwhelmed and unable to defend himself, a realization that shocked him to his core.

’What kind of monster is this kid? To have achieved such a level in the Sword Dao at his age?’

PFFT!

Lost in his shock, Xu Liang had a momentary lapse in concentration. A flash of sword light streaked past, tearing the robe over his chest and leaving a line of blood. He staggered backward several steps.

Ye Xuan’s gaze turned cold. He leaped forward again, a cold light flashing from his blade, intending to cut Xu Liang down on the spot.

"Xu Liang!"

At the critical moment, two other deacons from the Profound Mystery Sect arrived. A giant flame bear materialized above the head of a middle-aged, red-robed man, who then sent a palm strike hurtling toward Ye Xuan.

The other deacon wielded a silver fan. With a flourish, the fan seemed to scatter starlight, transforming into countless points of brilliant light that shot toward Ye Xuan’s vital points—his glabella, throat, lower abdomen, and groin.

Even as they attacked, they didn’t forget to glance at Xu Liang’s condition.

"Xu Liang, you couldn’t even take down one boy? You must have underestimated him. If Elder Gale finds out about this, you’ll be in serious trouble." In their minds, the only reason Xu Liang could have been injured was that he had been careless.

Xu Liang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "There’s something strange about this kid," he said grimly. "You two, be careful."

"Relax. He’s just one kid. Watch the two of us take him down."

With a cold shout, the two attacked with their full strength.

Rather than meet their combined attack head-on, Ye Xuan quickly retreated.

The man with the silver fan, thinking Ye Xuan was trying to flee, immediately charged forward. He sneered as he waved his fan—SWISH SWISH SWISH!—unleashing what looked like streaks of silver lightning. A sky-full of silver threads sealed off every one of Ye Xuan’s escape routes.

Ye Xuan was inwardly startled. ’The Profound Mystery Sect’s Martial Artists are truly terrifying. At the same level, they far surpass the experts of the Thirteen Nations Alliance. It’s not just because their Cultivation Techniques are generally superior, but also because their martial skills and combat awareness are beyond comparison.’

Beneath the canopy of silver light, Ye Xuan felt that he would be struck no matter which way he retreated. At the same time, the red-robed middle-aged man and Xu Liang charged forward again, clearly intending to trap him.

Ye Xuan sneered inwardly. ’It would be a joke if I let them surround me.’ An idea sparked in his mind. Ye Xuan feigned a look of panic, retreating continuously until he was just about to run into the attack of silver threads.

Dongfang Yanyu and the others watched, their hearts in their throats. They trembled with anxiety. To them, it looked as if Ye Xuan had nowhere left to run. If this continued, he would certainly be killed. They wanted to rush in and help, but they couldn’t muster even a shred of Profound Power.

Yun Aoxue, on the other hand, clenched her fists, overcome with self-reproach. She was filled with immense regret. Ye Xuan had put himself in this dangerous situation to save her. If she could choose, she would rather have died moments ago than see him now trapped in peril.

"Heh heh." The man with the silver fan sneered as he watched Ye Xuan, who looked like a cornered animal under his assault. He could already picture the moment he would cut Ye Xuan down.

Just then, an intense sense of crisis welled up in the silver-fanned man’s heart. WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! Three streaks of black light had appeared at his feet from out of nowhere. They shot upward, furiously striking his protective layer of Profound Power.

THUK! THUK! THUK! Under the assault of the three black lights, his protective Profound Power proved as fragile as an eggshell, shattering instantly.

’What is that?!’ The man with the silver fan was horrified. Forgetting all about killing Ye Xuan, he instinctively tried to defend himself, but the black light was too fast. He only managed to block two of the streaks; the third pierced straight through his lower jaw.

PFFT! Blood and brain matter sprayed into the air. The man’s eyes were wide with disbelief; he could never have imagined that he would fall just like that. He died with his eyes wide open, his body slumping lifelessly to the ground.

"You dare to kill me..." As he was being killed, the man with the silver fan finally reacted, managing to cry out five words.

Ye Xuan collected the man’s silver fan and Storage Ring, letting the corpse fall to the ground. He sneered inwardly. ’Is there something wrong with this guy’s head? He was trying to kill me just a moment ago, and now that I’ve killed him instead, he has the gall to ask how I dare.’

Even if a titan from the Profound Domain wanted to kill him, he, Ye Xuan, would not surrender without a fight—let alone to a mere deacon from the Profound Mystery Sect.

Not far away, Dongfang Yanyu and the others watched in horror. A moment ago, the man with the silver fan had Ye Xuan completely suppressed, but in the blink of an eye, he had fallen. They all stared blankly, scarcely able to believe their own eyes.

They had clashed with the silver-fanned man before. His strength was by no means weaker than that of Chu Yunfei, who was on the verge of breaking through to Tier Six. Yet such an expert had died at the hands of Ye Xuan, a disciple from the Liuyun Kingdom. Even though they knew Ye Xuan was incredibly powerful, they were still profoundly shocked to see him slay the man.

Seeing that Ye Xuan was about to be killed by his companion, the red-robed man had been watching relaxedly, not rushing to join the attack. But in the blink of an eye, it was the man with the silver fan who had died at Ye Xuan’s hands. Incredulous and furious, the red-robed man and Xu Liang let out a great roar and charged, their eyes bloodshot with rage.

Before they even reached Ye Xuan, a martial soul resembling a long, black staff had already appeared above Xu Liang’s head. As soon as it manifested, a hazy black light enveloped his battle saber, and he brought it down on Ye Xuan in a frenzied slash.

Meanwhile, the Flame Giant Bear martial soul above the red-robed man’s head roared wildly. Its power suffused his body, wreathing him in a layer of ethereal crimson flames. The force of his palm strike sent a scorching wave of heat sweeping toward Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan didn’t move an inch. Only when the black battle saber and the surging, giant flame palm were upon him did he finally strike out again with his Dragon Pattern Sword. In an instant, his blade was entangled in the shadow of Xu Liang’s saber. At the same time, he activated his Annihilation Flying Daggers to intercept the red-robed man’s attack. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Amid the ringing clash of metal, terrifying waves of Profound Power radiated in all directions, effortlessly blasting nearby trees to dust and gouging deep craters in the ground.

The two had assumed that by attacking together with their full strength, they could easily take care of Ye Xuan. But to their astonishment, Ye Xuan was fighting both of them at once without being at the slightest disadvantage.

’Damn it.’

Their eyes were bloodshot. Shocked and enraged, they each quickly swallowed a Pill. BOOM! The auras around their bodies instantly surged again.

The aura from the black, staff-like martial soul above Xu Liang’s head grew even more oppressive. A hazy light suddenly burst forth from its fourth star ring, and a wave of black martial soul power swept out. Ye Xuan felt a portion of his own Profound Power instantly dissolve.

’Such powerful corrosive energy! What in the world is that martial soul?’ Ye Xuan was taken aback; he hadn’t expected Xu Liang’s black martial soul to possess corrosive properties.

Meanwhile, the red-robed man’s flame power was also rising rapidly, his Profound Power showing faint signs of breaking through to the Tier Six Martial Venerable realm.

Ye Xuan understood at once. ’They must have taken Fifth Grade Blast Origin Pills.’ A Fifth Grade Blast Origin Pill could instantly increase a Martial Artist’s strength by more than thirty percent. It also made them fight more ferociously the longer a battle dragged on, but their Profound Power would often become unstable and detonate at the end.