Chapter 1206: The Great Showdown
As a Saint of the Transcendent Realm, Azure Dragon Emperor was fully confident he could kill Gu Linfeng. If given just one opportunity, he would surely grind Gu Linfeng’s bones to dust.
The Sect Leader’s wife lightly nodded, agreeing to his request.
“Thank you, Master.”
A sinister grin flashed in Azure Dragon Emperor’s eyes. His figure shot out like the wind, transforming into a long azure dragon shadow, landing atop a hill not far from Zhang Ruochen.
From Azure Dragon Emperor’s body, an immensely powerful surge of Saint Qi emanated. Each wisp of Saint Qi turned into a dragon shadow, like ten thousand dragons coiling around him, revealing an overwhelming aura.
“Gu Linfeng, where is Mo Yin?” Azure Dragon Emperor roared deeply.
Zhang Ruochen stood between Azure Dragon Emperor and Yao Sheng, facing two supreme Saints without a trace of fear. He smiled faintly: “Naturally, she is already dead.”
“How dare you!”
Azure Dragon Emperor had anticipated this, but confirming it still made him furious. His hands clenched tightly, and crackling explosions sounded from his arms.
The Saints of the Blood God Sect all sighed deeply. With Gu Linfeng’s unparalleled talent, he could have led the Blood God Sect to glory and prosperity in the future. But today, he was about to fall.
The last glimmer of hope for the Blood God Sect was about to be extinguished.
Elder Yuan Xing and Elder Yuan Zhou were locked in fierce battles, trying to break through the encirclement to rescue Gu Linfeng.
But Lan Caiye gave the two Saint Elders no chance. She unleashed two Thousand-Mark Sacred Artifacts in succession, stirring up two surges of Thousand Ripple Annihilation Force, pressing down above the heads of Elder Yuan Xing and Elder Yuan Zhou.
The two Thousand-Mark Sacred Artifacts were a Water Dragon Pearl and a Fire Dragon Pearl, suspended in the sky like a blue and a red star, radiating icy and scorching energies.
Both Elder Yuan Xing and Elder Yuan Zhou were severely injured, barely able to defend against the destructive force emanating from the Water and Fire Dragon Pearls.
“Sect Leader’s wife, spare the Divine Son’s life. This old man is willing to submit to you.”
Elder Yuan Xing said while spitting blood.
Elder Yuan Xing understood clearly that as long as Gu Linfeng could escape, even if the Blood God Sect was conquered by the Undying Blood Clan today, once Gu Linfeng’s cultivation reached great heights in the future, he could counterattack, expel the Undying Blood Clan, and continue the Blood God Sect’s legacy.
Elder Yuan Zhou raised both hands upward, resisting the Thousand Ripple Annihilation Force from the Water Dragon Pearl, his entire body trembling: “If the wife spares the Divine Son’s life, this old man is also willing to submit.”
The Sect Leader’s wife’s expression was calm: “Kill Gu Linfeng. Eliminate the future threat.”
Clearly, in her eyes, Gu Linfeng was a massive threat. Since she couldn’t recruit him, he had to be eliminated.
“Gu Linfeng, no one can save you today. Die! Haha!”
Azure Dragon Emperor burst into laughter, slamming both palms fiercely against the ground. Two surges of azure energy surged forth, tearing the earth apart, creating a fissure that spread toward Zhang Ruochen.
Even the ground was split open—one could imagine how formidable those two surges of energy were.
Yao Sheng shook his head lightly. Facing a Transcendent Realm Saint, even he would have little chance of escape, let alone Gu Linfeng.
With that thought, Yao Sheng immediately activated his movement technique and retreated backward to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
Zhang Ruochen did not dodge. Instead, he looked up at the sky and muttered: “What is Old Man Chu doing? Why hasn’t he made a move yet? Is he waiting until the very last moment to appear?”
Knowing Chu Siyuan’s personality, he might indeed be waiting for a moment in the spotlight. After all, in his view, the Painting Sect Sect Leader was a figure of great importance—how could he just appear casually? How else would he demonstrate his significance?
Just as the earth fissure was three zhang away from Zhang Ruochen, a purple glow appeared in the sky, descending to land between Zhang Ruochen and Azure Dragon Emperor, transforming into a middle-aged man in official robes.
It was the Governor of Taizhou, Yue Shuzi.
With a thunderous roar, the earth fissure that had been torn open closed again.
Struck by an invisible force, Azure Dragon Emperor let out a muffled groan, his legs unsteady as he stumbled back dozens of steps.
“It’s… him.”
“The mountain gate is closed, and the protective formation is activated. How did Yue Shuzi enter the Blood God Sect? Could it be that the imperial army has already broken in?”
The Saints of the Blood God Sect all buzzed with discussion, eager to know what was happening.
The Saints of the Blood God Sect recognized Yue Shuzi, but Azure Dragon Emperor did not.
“Who are you?”
Azure Dragon Emperor sensed a terrifying Saintly Might from Yue Shuzi—a pressure from spiritual power.
Yue Shuzi did not respond to Azure Dragon Emperor, only letting out a light snort: “You carry the aura of the Azure Dragon Ruins Realm and possess such profound cultivation. You must be that Azure Dragon Emperor.”
“Your eyesight is not bad. This Saint is indeed Azure Dragon Emperor.”
Azure Dragon Emperor knew Yue Shuzi was formidable, but with the Sect Leader’s wife backing him, he feared no opponent. Moreover, with his Transcendent Realm cultivation, he could look down on all Saints under heaven.
“No matter who you are, since you work for the Undying Blood Clan, you only have one path—death.”
Yue Shuzi extended his right hand, his five fingers forming a seal.
At his fingertips, a series of radiant lines manifested, sketching a scroll depicting a black skeleton.
The black skeleton stepped out from the scroll, extending a bone arm over seventy meters long, striking at Azure Dragon Emperor’s head.
“Pfft.”
A bone finger pierced through Azure Dragon Emperor’s chest, spilling Saint blood. However, with his profound cultivation, he forcibly broke free.
With a tearing sound, Azure Dragon Emperor drew a crescent-shaped bronze Saint blade from his Qi Sea at his brow.
He mobilized all his Saint Qi, pouring it into the Saint blade.
The bronze Saint blade transformed into a cold azure moon, releasing sharp blade Qi. He slashed forward, and with a bang, it pierced through the black skeleton, shattering it into pieces.
Azure Dragon Emperor swung a second strike, aimed at Yue Shuzi.
Yue Shuzi watched the approaching bronze Saint blade without a trace of fear, uttering two words: “Bloom.”
In front of Yue Shuzi, a pure white lotus condensed out of thin air, radiating dazzling Saint light, colliding with the bronze Saint blade.
“Boom.”
Azure Dragon Emperor flew backward, the bloody hole in his chest rapidly expanding, spreading through his body, nearly tearing it apart. Parts of his bones were exposed.
The energy contained in the white lotus was too powerful, rendering Azure Dragon Emperor unable to fight.
Before Azure Dragon Emperor could hit the ground, Yue Shuzi struck again. He pointed a finger forward, and a beam of light shot from his fingertip, striking Azure Dragon Emperor’s head.
With a bang, half of Azure Dragon Emperor’s body exploded, leaving only a mangled corpse falling to the ground.
The cultivators in this area fell into silence, staring at Yue Shuzi in fear. Just how terrifying was his cultivation to casually kill a Transcendent Realm Saint?
The battles of Lan Caiye, Elder Yuan Xing, and Elder Yuan Zhou stopped. As for the Vice Hall Master of the Netherword Heavenly Palace, Zuo Mu, he had already been beaten into a bloody pulp by Zhu Hongtao.
As another overlord of Taizhou, Lan Caiye knew Yue Shuzi’s power well. Her brows furrowed slightly: “This is an internal matter of our Blood God Sect. It’s probably not appropriate for you imperial officials to interfere.”
Yue Shuzi smiled faintly: “This official came to the Blood God Sect at the invitation of the Divine Son. It is said that there are people in the Blood God Sect working for the Undying Blood Clan, so the imperial court had to step in to clean things up.”
Lan Caiye glared at Zhang Ruochen, a cold light flashing in her eyes. So it was this brat who had called in reinforcements.
To think he could invite Yue Shuzi—she had underestimated him.
Knowing she was no match for Yue Shuzi, Lan Caiye looked toward the Sect Leader’s wife.
The Sect Leader’s wife, however, was not focused on Yue Shuzi. She raised her delicate head, her lively phoenix eyes gazing at the clouds in the sky, revealing a beautiful smile: “We are old friends. Since you have come to Moyou Valley, why not show your true form?”
Everyone was startled, wondering who the Sect Leader’s wife was speaking to.
Could there be another expert arriving at the Blood God Sect?
Chu Siyuan stepped on a mass of purple energy, giving off an immortal aura, flying out from the clouds, stopping a hundred zhang above the ground, looking down: “The once peerless Saintess of the Blood God Sect remains young and beautiful—this old man is truly envious.”
“The Painting Gentleman, one of the Four Gentlemen of Confucianism back then, was also handsome and dashing. It’s only been a few hundred years, and you’ve aged like this.”
The Sect Leader’s wife shook her head lightly, a charming smile on her face.
Chu Siyuan’s heart stirred, as if pulled back to his youthful days hundreds of years ago. The Sect Leader’s wife now was exactly the same as the Blood God Sect Saintess back then—unchanged.
Soon, Chu Siyuan snapped awake, cold sweat breaking out on his back.
“Her spiritual power can actually affect me… How is that possible…” Chu Siyuan thought.
After all, the Sect Leader’s wife primarily cultivated martial arts, with spiritual power as a secondary focus. Chu Siyuan, on the other hand, had only ever cultivated spiritual power, never martial arts.
In such a situation, she could still use her spiritual power to influence him to some extent—truly terrifying.
Chu Siyuan’s expression turned extremely serious: “Madam has been cultivating quietly in Moyou Valley all these years, reaching a depth that this old man can no longer fathom.”
The Sect Leader’s wife smiled gracefully: “To be honest, you shouldn’t have come to the Blood God Sect. There are few of our generation still alive. One fewer means one less. Cultivation is not easy. I advise you to leave immediately and not wade into this muddy water.”
Chu Siyuan straightened his back: “Back then, this old man faced the Divine Sons of seven ancient sects without even frowning. I will not retreat today. Let’s fight. Since we have come to absolute opposition, we must settle life and death.”