Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 853 - 851: Decisive Kill

"If you want to fight, then we'll fight!"

Xiao Yi sneered coldly, his war intent exploding around him in an instant without reservation.

That terrifying war intent coalesced into tangible war flames.

Bursting forth from his eyes.

In Po Jun's eyes, there was also substantial war intent, the clashing war flames in the void forcefully blasted open a true vacuum zone between the two of them.

All of a sudden...

Blinding silver starlight erupted from Po Jun.

The Cultivation Technique that Po Jun practiced was one that drew from the power of the seven stars above the firmament to refine his own body, and he could already begin to manipulate the power of the stars. With every move, countless starlights converged within his palms.

Turning into a long spear aglow with dazzling silver light.

"The spear's name is Po Jun Spear, the weapon destined to take your damned life!" Po Jun harrumphed coldly, his spear already following the sound of his words.

Whiz whiz!

The Po Jun Spear shot through the air, its tip dotted with starlight.

It was as if a radiant stretch of the Xinghe appeared out of nowhere, with the speckled silver starlight dazzling the eyes as it formed a celestial canopy of stars. It was so disorienting that one could not discern the trajectory of the Po Jun Spear, making it impossible to dodge.

Witnessing the spear's radiance, which resembled a brilliant silver galaxy spanning the skies,

Every expert's complexion changed again and again.

An expert's skill is evident at the first move!

Just this spear strike alone made everyone understand more clearly Po Jun's battle strength.

In the void.

The Shadow Demon swallowed hard, his gaze flickering with a hint of awe, "As expected of Changsheng Sect's strongest blade for external conquest, Po Jun's strength is indeed terrifying. Such a strike, even Earthly Honor experts would have to avoid its sharp edge, right?"

Bai Fa Sword Emperor had already reached the Earthly Honor Realm.

Among the people of Xiaoshanhe Institute, only he felt the most profound sensation from this spear strike, nodding with a grave expression, "The power of this spear definitely exceeds the realm of the Earthly Honor. I wonder how the institute head will respond!"

On the high platform.

Qi Yiyun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "This battle will determine the future pattern of the Southern State!"

Nantian Ao nodded his head in solemn agreement.

If Po Jun wins this battle, then both the Daqian Dynasty and Xiaoshanhe Institute are doomed to destruction, and at that point, Changsheng Sect might also take the opportunity to truly get involved in the Southern State. Then, the Southern State would form a tripartite standoff comprising the Nantian Dynasty, Changsheng Sect, and the Shanhe Court.

If Xiao Yi wins...

The rise of the Daqian Dynasty and Xiaoshanhe Institute would be unstoppable. At that time, the Southern State would be shared by the Nantian Dynasty, the Daqian Dynasty, and the Shanhe Court as the three major powers!

Regardless,

This battle would inevitably change the current state of the Southern State!

Nantian Ao took a deep breath and turned to Qi Yiyun beside him, "Who do you think is more likely to win this battle?"

"…"

Qi Yiyun was silent for a moment before he spoke, "Po Jun!" His gaze fixed on the silver spear light spanning Changkong, he continued solemnly, "Xiao Yi is indeed strong, and one of the most terrifying geniuses I've ever seen. But he's still too young. In this battle, it's bound to be Po Jun who has the last laugh!"

"I feel the same way..." Nantian Ao also expressed agreement.

The two stared at Xiao Yi's figure in the void, murmuring to themselves, "Xiao Yi's chances of victory are slim indeed!"

Meanwhile,

Back in the void...

Facing Po Jun's formidable strike head-on, Xiao Yi's eyebrows furrowed into a knot in an instant, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a relaxed smile, "This spear does have some tricks, if I hadn't broken through before, I might truly have been unable to catch it. But now..."

The corners of his mouth lifted, and that relaxed smile grew even brighter.

The Wind Thunder Holy Body in its ninth turn!

A physical body that could rival an Earthly Honor!

He slowly raised his right hand and, with just his flesh and blood palm, reached out to grasp the silver spear made of starlight.

This scene shocked everyone, leaving them agape, with the same thought flashing through everyone's minds, "Has Xiao Yi gone mad?"

To physically intercept such a fearsome strike with a mere body of flesh and blood?

Po Jun was also taken aback, immediately following with an infuriated roar, "Bastard, how dare you humiliate me like this? Die!"

Boom!

Veins on Po Jun's forehead throbbed wildly.

In an instant, the surrounding air waves fully erupted, accompanied by a thunderous boom. A silver wave of Xinghe Qi burst forth from the tip of the spear, the power of this strike increasing threefold.

In the blink of an eye...

The terrifying spearlight clang right into Xiao Yi!

Endless starlight exploded, instantly spreading across the sky, resembling countless shooting stars streaking over the skies of Imperial Dragon Mountain.

The world was bathed in silver light, as dazzling and splendid as quicksilver spilling onto the earth.

It made everyone unable to open their eyes!

"Who won?"

"Is Xiao Yi killed by that spear?"

"It wouldn't be that easy for him to be killed, but he definitely lost this battle..."

Amidst murmurs and whispers,

Everyone's sight finally returned.

And when they saw the scene within the void, everyone was shocked again, even the likes of Qiu Yiyun and Nantian Ao were left agape, unable to utter a word.

One by one, they could only stare at the void, mouths agape, exclaiming "Aaah."

In that space...

Po Jun and Xiao Yi stood facing each other.

Po Jun was holding his spear with one hand, maintaining his attack stance, while Xiao Yi had one hand behind his back and the other reaching forward.

Only...

Right now, Xiao Yi's right hand was tightly clutching the sharp tip of Po Jun's spear.

The entire spear was completely bent.

Like a fully drawn bow.

"No, impossible…"

Po Jun's eyes were about to split, disbelief filling his bloodshot eyes. He had full confidence in the power of his spear—enough to blast away someone at the Earthly Honor Peak, even to severely injure a newly ascended Tian Zun practitioner.

But now...

Xiao Yi had caught it with ease, with merely his flesh and blood body.

This almost turned all of Po Jun's understanding on its head.

Xiao Yi's mouth curved up slightly, smiling, "The power of this spear is indeed decent, but unfortunately, it's not quite enough to kill me." He paused, then Xiao Yi said, "Your attack has ended; now, it's my turn!"

"Not good…"

Po Jun's body shuddered; an icy chill rushed up from his spine to the crown of his head.

He instinctively tried to retract his spear and flee.

But he found the Po Jun Spear immovable; looking up, he saw Xiao Yi suddenly tighten his grip. With a crisp snap, the noble Earthly Honor realm weapon was crushed into pieces by Xiao Yi.

As Po Jun was lost in shock,

Xiao Yi had already vanished from his sight, a sense of death instantly overwhelming Po Jun as if he had plummeted into hell.

"Run!"

This terrifying figure from the Changsheng Sect, now infamous for making people tremble with fear, only thought of fleeing for his life.

But how could Xiao Yi let him escape?

Just as he turned...

Po Jun's body was violently jolted; a severe pain erupted in his chest. He looked down instinctively and saw a hand enveloped in lightning pierce through his chest. It entered from behind, exiting from the front and in its grasp was his beating, bloody heart.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before I send the rest of the Changsheng Sect to join you!"

Xia Yi's voice echoed by his ears, and with a fierce squeeze of his five fingers, there was a loud pop as the heart was crushed.

Wuuu...

Fresh blood gushed from Po Jun's mouth as his consciousness slowly slipped away. In his fading awareness, he seemed to foresee the scene that awaited the Changsheng Sect: "The, the Holy Church is finished..."