“Martial Saint…”

Li Che’s eyes held neither joy nor sorrow, only flickering electric light and condensed golden smoke.

No one anticipated that the Dragon Queen Consort would be able to break through to the Martial Saint Realm at this moment, nor imagined her fierce resolve—to forsake life and death—and boldly step forward like Yellow Sword Wine.

Life and death hinge on a single thought, often enough to hinder countless people.

What delusion drives her?

Because of You Liqing?

Fair enough.

Martial Saint…

Li Che’s gaze burned brightly, a surge of battle intent erupted within him, yet he harbored little fear. His five fingers clenched, his physical strength pushed to the extreme.

Refining Furnace Body, Vajra Dragon Elephant!

Bang—!!!

Facing the Dragon Queen Consort who had momentarily transcended into the Martial Saint Realm by shattering her limitations.

The Bull Demon unleashed an earth-shaking roar.

If you want to kill me, why wouldn’t I want to slaughter you?

Wanting to force my daughter into a ghost marriage—how vile is your intent?

If you don’t die, who will?

Without hesitation, the Bull Demon’s body exploded, countless clouds of Qi-blood surged like wolf smoke billowing upward as he disregarded the Consort now elevated to the Martial Saint Realm.

In the instant the sound wave detonated, the ground crumbled as though covered by overlapping layers. The Bull Demon took the Lingxu Baqi Step, executing a Martial Saint Ultimate Study, pushed to Transformation Realm!

Eight steps shattered the void, eight overlapping Bull Demon phantoms!

These were traces of him lingering—it was afterimages. After the eighth step, he stomped heavily down, his momentum overwhelming, 216 streams of True Gang exploded simultaneously, and the two Divine Seeds roaring furiously behind him unleashed the power of Divine Skills, fully activating Dragon Elephant Sky Gang!

The Bull Demon soared several tens of feet in an instant, his velocity explosive, each step fell faster than the pace of the sound explosion itself.

The Dragon Queen Consort’s dragon bone armor, washed in azure light, shuddered visibly.

“A Great Grandmaster… dares battle a Martial Saint?!”

“Ignorant of life and death!”

The Consort roared, her dragon claw punched violently through the void, her Heavenly Person Sensing pushed to the limit. It nearly depleted all the air around her, gripping every streak of airflow within dozens of feet tightly into her fist.

The Bull Demon’s shoulders swung, fists cleaving mountains like blades, the fist strength unleashed rushing forth like the breach of a heavenly river, furiously torrenting outward.

Dragon Maiden versus Bull Demon!

A clash of fists!

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…

In the dense forest, wild winds stirred madly.

A figure wearing a mask carved of Star Wood stood under the tree shade. The sunlight was brilliant, but he cared not for the brightness.

He was one of the Star Constellation Killers of the Hunting God Pavilion, holding a lofty status within it. Inviting him to act required an extraordinary price, for his cultivation had already reached the Martial Saint level.

Though only Martial Saint First Level, he still ranked among the top-tier combat powers of Qianyuan Dao City.

And him…

He was not invited by the Dragon Queen Consort but by Su Daoling, the Divine Talisman Half-Saint of the Su Family, who paid the price to summon him.

Before, he was invited by Yellow Sword Wine to hinder Su Daoling, and now Su Daoling summoned him anew. It could only be said…the Su Family’s Divine Talisman Saint was truly easygoing.

Yet this is the nature of the Hunting God Pavilion, valuing only profit. As long as one can afford the cost, they can hire the Pavilion’s assassins.

Of course, the higher the assassin’s rank and strength, the higher the cost.

Assassins of their caliber, Star Constellation Killers, would even stand among the elite in Divine Capital, let alone Dao City.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

The spiraling gust swept through and morphed into a sudden storm, shaking the surrounding trees violently.

Beneath the Star Mask, his narrow eyes squinted; the Star Constellation Killer had yet to sense the impact brought forth from the clash between the Consort and the Netherworld Bull Demon in the distance.

“Unique sound-sealing and aura-isolating techniques of the Netherworld…”

“Yet, they can’t deceive the heavens and earth.”

A Martial Saint’s Martial Dao Will merges with heaven and earth, achieving an extraordinary Heavenly Person Sensing—a perception rivaling that of the Divine Embryo Heaven and Earth Soul.

He immediately sensed changes in the airflow and discovered within it the fiery Qi-blood and Gang Wind energy laced throughout.

His five fingers clenched, and a sheathed long blade dropped into his hands, its surface emanating ferocious divinity, clearly a high-grade Divine Weapon.

“Netherworld Bull Demon…”

“The mysterious Netherworld—the culprit behind the obliteration of Golden Light Prefecture’s Hunting God Pavilion—today, I shall claim your life.”

As the words fell.

The ground beneath the Star Constellation Killer abruptly sank, his immense power sought to erupt and ascend into the sky.

Yet…

His body, in the end, failed to ascend.

For…

Unnoticed, a figure had appeared above his head.

A man sat cross-legged overhead, hanging a sword-scarred wine gourd at his waist and carrying a sword box on his back.

“Brother, we meet again.”

Yellow Sword Wine leisurely sealed the stopper of his wine gourd, smiling as he looked down toward the Star Constellation Killer of Hunting God Pavilion.

Beneath the Star Mask, the killer’s eyes slightly contracted.

The Star Constellation Killer’s gaze revealed a trace of gravitas and bewilderment.

“Yellow Sword Wine?”

In an instant, it was as though something had dawned upon him.

“You joined the Netherworld?”

Yellow Sword Wine burst into hearty laughter.

“Riding the blade and wind to strike, slaying demons across heaven and earth, with wine I revel, without wine I go mad…”

“Under the name of Netherworld Wine Sword Immortal, greetings.”

As the words fell.

The sword box opened.

An overwhelming brilliance of sword light surged skyward.

“Your Excellency…stay for a chat.”

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…

Dense deathly aura and corpse qi slowly seeped outward bit by bit. The spring-nourished weeds teeming with vitality on the ground instantly wilted, all life extinguished, utterly dying.

A towering figure clad in a black robe and veiled hat stood still, his form imposing like a small mountain. Within a ten-foot radius surrounding him, the air seemed frozen like a glacier, the temperature plunging directly to the freezing point.

The veiled hat lifted, the curtain fluttered with the wind, faintly revealing a jet-black complexion beneath, as smooth as jade, crisscrossed with blood-colored patterns intertwined.