Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 81: Eliminating the Roots

Zhang Qingyuan’s powerful confidence made Ye Tianling somewhat wary. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Combined with his knowledge of Zhang Qingyuan’s true identity, Ye Tianling became even more cautious.

Ye Tianling tightened his grip on his sword, raised it, and pointed it at Zhang Qingyuan.

In that instant, the True Essence Power within his body began to circulate.

A streak of Flowing Light shot forward. Ye Tianling’s figure, like an afterimage, instantly lunged toward Zhang Qingyuan.

A sword had also appeared in Zhang Qingyuan’s hand.

It was a dark brown longsword. The blade wasn’t sharp, but it emanated a chilling aura and was as heavy as a mountain.

This was an unsharpened Heavy Sword, weighing over a thousand pounds.

But Zhang Qingyuan wielded it with perfect ease, as if it weighed nothing.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Ye Tianling unleashed three strikes in an instant, attacks infused with immense True Essence Power, but his opponent blocked them all.

SWOOSH—

In a flash, Ye Tianling released the Shaoye Sword of the Six Meridian Divine Sword—a stream of Sword Qi formed from True Essence shot out abruptly.

CLANG—

Zhang Qingyuan managed to block even this colorless and formless attack.

However, after facing such strange attacks repeatedly, a grim expression appeared on Zhang Qingyuan’s face.

"Secret Soldier Technique!"

Zhang Qingyuan suddenly shouted. A Blood-Colored Power abruptly surged forth, and at the same time, a sliver of Sword Soul Power gathered within his Sword Spirit and swept violently toward the Fiery Sun Sword in Ye Tianling’s hand.

The Fiery Sun Sword seemed to lose control at that moment, flying right out of Ye Tianling’s grasp.

As the Fiery Sun Sword flew away, Zhang Qingyuan charged forward at extreme speed.

His speed was immense.

His Battle Power had also been pushed to its limit.

Gathering his Sword Spirit, which was infused with his Sword Soul, he viciously swung the dark brown Heavy Sword in his hand at Ye Tianling’s neck.

He believed that without the Fiery Sun Sword, Ye Tianling’s Battle Power would plummet.

At this moment, even Ouyang Ruoxue’s expression turned grave. Her gaze on Ye Tianling was somewhat complicated.

She was prepared to save Ye Tianling at the critical moment, but she hesitated. ’If Ye Tianling dies, won’t Que Xinyan come out for revenge?’

’If that happens, my plan can still be completed.’

Amid her hesitation, Zhang Qingyuan’s Power of Slaughter ruthlessly descended upon Ye Tianling’s body.

Ye Tianling, however, seemed to relax, his wariness fading considerably.

Zhang Qingyuan thought that his, Ye Tianling’s, Battle Power relied mostly on the Fiery Sun Sword—but in reality, that wasn’t the case.

"Golden Bell Shield! Iron Cloth Shirt! North Nether Divine Skill! Great Shift of Heaven and Earth!"

Almost instantly, Ye Tianling activated the defenses of the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt with his True Essence. Adding to that his natural Sword Venerate Dominating Body physique and a body tempered by Samadhi True Fire Qi, Ye Tianling faced the killing intent of the Heavy Sword without any visible defense, as if he had lost all ability to resist.

A savage, cold glint appeared in Zhang Qingyuan’s eyes as his sword viciously struck Ye Tianling’s neck.

He waited for the sight of Ye Tianling’s head flying off in a spray of blood.

But when his sword struck Ye Tianling’s neck, he felt as if he hadn’t hit flesh, but rather... a wall of bronze and iron.

A tremendous impact, a ricocheting force, and even an indescribable Devouring power all surged back at him.

Zhang Qingyuan’s expression changed drastically in an instant.

But it was too late.

In that same moment, Ye Tianling gathered his True Essence, forming an invisible True Essence Longsword, and then swung it with the motion of chopping down a tree.

As he executed the chopping motion, the Imprisonment effect of the Great Prohibition Talisman instantly vanished. From the depths of his brow, Ye Tianling’s Sword Soul Power was directly stimulated, gathering into this True Essence Sword.

PFFT—

Caught by the North Nether Divine Skill, Zhang Qingyuan couldn’t break free. The Energy in his body poured out like a river, Devoured by Ye Tianling, which already made his heart pound in terror.

On top of that, his confident, calculated strike had been countered so bizarrely by Ye Tianling, causing a shock to his own mind and Soul, making him lose ninety percent of his Defense Power.

Now, with Ye Tianling’s current strike, even if Zhang Qingyuan had seen it coming—which he hadn’t—he was still trapped by the North Nether Divine Skill and completely unable to resist.

Zhang Qingyuan could only watch, his eyes filled with profound shock, as the invisible sword, suffused with a strange Sword Soul aura, struck out.

Unfortunately, it was the last thing he would ever see.

The sharpness of Ye Tianling’s True Essence Sword was beyond imagination, possessing terrifying Piercing power.

Zhang Qingyuan was wearing a piece of Earth Tier Lower Grade Defensive Battle Armor, the Wind Spirit Dust-Resistant Armor, but it offered no defense whatsoever.

Against Ye Tianling’s True Essence, this kind of Defensive Battle Armor was completely useless.

With one strike, a head tumbled several times, washed a few meters away by a gush of blood before rolling to a stop on the ground.

At that moment, a crimson light shot out from between Zhang Qingyuan’s eyebrows, transforming into a bloody streak as it tried to flee at lightning speed.

SWOOSH—

Simultaneously, the Fiery Sun Sword shot out a blood-colored shadow. Ye Tianling, using his Supreme Sword Heart to control the Fiery Sun Sword, unleashed a killing blow from the Nine Swords of Dugu, using the tree-chopping motion to strike at the crimson light.

Ye Tianling knew that it was Zhang Qingyuan’s Soul—or rather, the Soul of the assassin from Blood Killing Heaven—using a Secret Technique in an attempt to escape.

Since Ye Tianling knew his opponent’s identity and his method of Possession, he naturally knew about the ability to separate the Soul from the body and had already prepared for this possibility.

PFFT—

The crimson light was struck down. The Fiery Sun Sword’s blazing killing aura, combined with the supreme Path of Slaughter contained within the ’tree-chopping’ killing move, gave this strike unparalleled power.

With a single strike, the crimson light was instantly turned to dust. Not only that, but the attack carved a massive chasm into the area in the distance, five meters wide.

The chasm stretched for over thirty meters, its clean, smooth-cut edges an astonishing sight.

The ground trembled for a moment before settling down.

And this battle, from start to finish, had not even lasted ten breaths.

Ye Tianling walked over, stepped on Zhang Qingyuan’s head, ground it under his heel a few times, and then pissed on it.

"Just as you wished. I’m giving you the honor of being qualified to serve as a urinal."

Ye Tianling said indifferently.

Seeing this, the two young women, Xu Hanyan and Tang Siyu, who had followed him, blushed and turned away.

But Yang Rushuang, who was Ouyang Ruoxue, took a curious glance. After one look, her own pretty face flushed red, and she cursed inwardly. ’This Ye Tianling is truly shameless.’

At the same time, she was also a little puzzled. ’Ye Tianling is only fifteen, right? How is it already so big?’

Ye Tianling paid no mind to what others thought. After pulling his pants back up, he turned to face Guan Xiaofeng.

THUD—

Guan Xiaofeng dropped straight to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly, not daring to say a word.

He was scared out of his wits.

Ye Tianling beckoned, and the Fiery Sun Sword flew back to him.

He stared coldly at Guan Xiaofeng and said, "In your next life, don’t let your hatred and resentment be so obvious, understand?"

As he spoke, the Fiery Sun Sword in his hand trembled.

PFFT—

Guan Xiaofeng’s head immediately rolled off his neck. He died with his eyes wide open.

The sword in Ye Tianling’s hand looked as if it hadn’t moved at all. A Cultivator at the Sword Essence Realm like Guan Xiaofeng was no different from an ant in Ye Tianling’s eyes now.

Ye Tianling had already ’seen’ Guan Xiaofeng’s identity and his hatred clearly with his Soul Talent.

He quite enjoyed cutting the weeds and pulling out the roots.