Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 80 - 80 77 Strike to Kill!

80: Chapter 77: Strike to Kill!

80: Chapter 77: Strike to Kill!

“Hehe, still clinging to hope until now, huh?

Well then, let me extinguish your last shred of hope.

Dying in despair should be quite the experience.”

Jun Wuming’s smile twisted, cold and grim.

Instantly, he charged forward, swinging his black saber and slicing out a dark stream of Qi mixed within the saber’s light, cleaving towards Ye Xuan.

Clang!

With a flick of his wrist, Ye Xuan countered with a saber light that shone like the stars, blocking Jun Wuming’s fierce vertical slash.

“Hmph, let’s see how many slashes you can block!”

Jun Wuming’s foot crushed the ground beneath him, his body leaning forward sharply as he flailed wildly with his saber like a runaway horse, the black saber light raging across the skies, spreading wildly.

Ye Xuan’s expression tightened slightly as he too stepped forward.

Then, with his Star-cutting Saber, he performed a horizontal slice, and the saber light collided fiercely, sending sparks scattering.

Ding, ding, ding, ding…

The clashing of their sabers grew faster, interwoven together, filling the half-empty space with saber light and sparks, completely shrouding their figures, invisible to the naked eye.

“Seven Stars Cradling the Moon!”

After over ten exchanges, impatience flashed across Jun Wuming’s face.

He gripped his saber with both hands and took seven rapid steps around Ye Xuan, as though circling him, while delivering seven consecutive strikes, their sharp light enveloping Ye Xuan in the middle, forming a seven-star embrace.

The seven streams of saber light, distinct in their succession, seemed to strike simultaneously, encasing Ye Xuan’s surroundings into an impenetrable wall.

“Break!”

With a single shout of “break,” Ye Xuan suddenly spun, and his Star-cutting Saber traced an astonishing arc in this rotation.

This arc of saber light perfectly countered Jun Wuming’s seven slashes, shattering them explosively apart.

“Hmph!”

Seeing each of his saber lights broken, Jun Wuming showed no signs of stopping; instead, he thrust another slash directly towards Ye Xuan’s chest.

Clang!

At that critical moment, Ye Xuan deflected without any hesitation, blocking right after dismantling the Seven Stars Cradling the Moon tactic.

Jun Wuming’s saber met the edge of the Star-cutting Saber, creating sparks so intense it was overwhelming.

The sharp edge then grazed past Ye Xuan’s side face, the fierce saber wind cutting off a strand of his hair.

Unfazed, Ye Xuan dodged the sharp strike, quickly counterattacking.

A flash of lightning imbued his saber light burst forth, leaving a bloody gash across Jun Wuming’s abdomen.

Whoosh!

Jun Wuming’s expression changed as he quickly retreated, still a moment too slow and caught by the saber Qi.

Feeling the burning pain at his chest, Jun Wuming’s face darkened.

He had been dominating the fight up until now, and yet, with one misstep, he’d been wounded by Ye Xuan, while Ye Xuan himself remained unscathed.

Seeing this, Jun Wuyan and the others, who were meditating nearby to heal, also changed their expressions.

They couldn’t believe that with Jun Wuming’s strength, he would be the first to suffer a blow at Ye Xuan’s hand.

Could it be that so many of them would fall to just Ye Xuan?

That would be an enormous joke.

Jun Wuming looked up, staring into those eyes coldly fixed on him.

His mouth seemed to be silently chanting something.

His face gradually twisted with ferocity, his powerful True Qi erupting like a volcano, turning a blood-red color, as a terrifying aura of slaughter spread out.

A growing sense of madness filled his eyes, an even more fierce aura with a thick scent of blood unfurling.

“Filth, you’re not worthy to fight me!”

As his shout ended, Jun Wuming’s face contorted with increased killing intent, his rationality gradually receding, replaced by a blood-thirsty, crazed light, as if he were on the verge of a demonic transformation.

Ye Xuan ignored Jun Wuming’s mad transformation entirely, focusing all his attention on himself.

With a Palm Skill in his left hand and a Saber Skill in his right, he drew the Martial Arts forces around him, ready to fight with all his might.

“Die!”

As if having lost most of his sanity after the roar, Jun Wuming charged, his aura reaching an unprecedented level of strength.

When he was but a dozen steps away from Ye Xuan, he fiercely swung his saber out, as if accompanied by a ghastly wail of sorrow, shooting forth relentlessly.

The saber light emanated a black glow, fluctuating constantly like a mountain-splitting giant blade, so fierce it sent chills to the heart.

Ye Xuan remained calm and fearless, his left hand unleashing a palm strike, his right hand grasping the saber, the essence of being fully integrated displayed before him.

The atmosphere around him seemed to become one with Ye Xuan in that brief moment.

Thunder Blade Skill, Thunder Slash!

Heavenly Water Palm Skill, Cloud Sea Waves!

Neither displayed a hint of fear in their eyes as their aggressive assaults collided fiercely.

“Boom!”

At the moment of impact, a thunderous sound erupted within the mountain forest as the powerful ring-shaped True Qi blade brilliance surged violently, shattering trees and rocks in its path.

Within a hundred meters, dust and stones were whipped into the air due to the intense shock waves, striking fear into the hearts of all who witnessed it.

Jun Wuyan and the others watched intently at the point of collision, seeing both figures retreating.

However, Ye Xuan stepped back just ten paces, whereas Jun Wuming withdrew more than twenty.

“How could this be?”

Disbelief flickered in their eyes as Jun Wuyan and the rest gaped.

Could it be that even after Jun Wuming’s frenzied battle, the outcome still saw Ye Xuan gaining the upper hand?

Thump!

Crushing the rock beneath his foot, Jun Wuming pounced out once more like a ferocious beast.

At this point, he had become nothing less than a relentless war machine, hell-bent on fighting until total exhaustion.

However, there was not a hint of hesitation in Ye Xuan’s eyes.

In the very moment Jun Wuming launched at him, he met the charge head-on and the two clashed once again.

Clang clang clang clang!

Their figures intertwined ceaselessly.

At first, Jun Wuyan and his companions could see clearly, but soon, they could no longer discern which blade moved or see the increasing speed of their exchanges, their eyes struggling to keep up with the rapid shifts and feints, leaving them dizzied by the spectacle.

The fight had lasted but ten minutes, yet over a hundred exchanges had passed between them.

By this time, both were utterly exhausted and their condition severely deteriorated.

Now, it was not only a contest of strength but also a battle of will and endurance.

Thump!

Again, they collided and both retreated, but this time, Ye Xuan forcefully stopped his body sooner.

Then, he channeled the last of his True Qi within him, directing it all towards the tips of his fingers.

With a burst of finger strikes, a succession of astounding Spiral Finger Forces shot into the air, fiercely directed at Jun Wuming.

Ding ding ding!

Jun Wuming’s face drastically changed, frantically wielding his saber in an attempt to deflect these ten spiraling Finger Forces.

However, no longer in his prime condition, how could he avoid Ye Xuan’s ace move, the Great Jade Spiral Finger Force?

Jun Wuming managed to block only four, the remaining six struck him, leaving six bloodied holes.

Pfft!

Suffering such heavy damage, Jun Wuming’s body was flung backward, blood spraying from his mouth as he crashed into a line of trees, only stopping after traveling a hundred more meters.

His body could no longer support itself, and he half-knelt on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Jun Wuyan and his company were stupefied.

Had Jun Wuming truly lost?

How could this be…

Yet having defeated Jun Wuming, Ye Xuan also expended nearly all his strength, his complexion now as pale as paper, a sure sign of severe True Qi depletion.

“I must leave this place at once.”

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xuan was about to whistle for the Two-headed Demon Tiger when, unexpectedly, a cold glint struck from behind.

Caught off guard, the glint ruthlessly struck his back, the fierce energy piercing through the Secret Silver Armor and into Ye Xuan’s body, invading his organs and causing him to spit blood and lose his balance.

In a desperate moment, Ye Xuan plunged the Star-cutting Saber into the ground.

Dragging a deep groove in the earth, he finally managed to steady his stance.

Cough cough…

Violently coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, Ye Xuan’s eyes fell upon his assailant, narrowing in shock.

It was none other than Xie Cangsheng, now freed to attack.

Ye Xuan’s gaze shifted to the Two-headed Demon Tiger, seeing it severely wounded and barely clinging to life.

Yet, as Ye Xuan looked at it, the creature responded faintly, its demonic eyes filled with a dim light, signaling that it had fought to its limits.

A heavy feeling sank into his chest as Ye Xuan wiped the blood from his lip.

Had he not been so drained, such an attack could never have injured him.

“Die, you bastard!”

A gleeful smile spread across Xie Cangsheng’s face.

Although he was initially shocked that Jun Wuming had lost to Ye Xuan, he quickly seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, knowing it was the perfect chance to deal Ye Xuan a fatal blow.

He lunged forward once more, his knuckledusters, adorned with five sharp spikes, aiming straight for Ye Xuan’s throat.

As he fiercely attacked the utterly drained Ye Xuan, Xie Cangsheng’s cold smirk widened, delighting in the prospect of personally ending his foe.

“You’re the one who’s going to die!”

As five cold glints swiftly closed in, threatening to draw blood, a startling killing intent surged from Ye Xuan’s eyes like that of a fierce fiend from the depths of hell.

His Star-cutting Saber thrust out with incredible speed, even faster than during the battle with Jun Wuming.

Pfft!

Xie Cangsheng never expected Ye Xuan to have the capacity to counterattack, especially one so deadly.

The saber impaled directly into his chest, blood spraying out, while his fist stopped just inches from Ye Xuan’s neck, unable to advance any further.

“You…”

Xie Cangsheng’s eyes bulged, staring down in disbelief at the blade plunged into his chest, unable to believe that Ye Xuan would dare to take his life right up until his dying breath.

Thump!

Pulling out the Star-cutting Saber, Xie Cangsheng’s body collapsed to the ground, the light fading rapidly from his eyes.

After a few convulsions, he lay still, devoid of life.