Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates-Chapter 191 - 189: I Am, Xiao Ye!

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Roaring winds howl as everyone cranes their necks upward, gazing at the third Supreme Arena.

Thunder crackles and lightning flashes across the sky, dark clouds densely packed as if brewing a storm.

After Zhao Qian executed his Martial Arts Secret Skill, the aura emanating from him surged to an alarming level, the terrifying fluctuations of power shattering the void, shaking the heavens, making hearts tremble incessantly.

And as time passed, the aura around Zhao Qian continued to grow; patterns formed from his essence blood writhed upon his body, nearly engulfing him, utterly sinister.

Rumbling thunder!

The Supreme Arena beneath Xiao Ye’s feet trembled slightly, yet his figure remained unshaken, merely watching Zhao Qian calmly, with pity in his gaze.

The Heaven’s Chosen Son of the Chongyang Sect, has he fallen so far as to resort to such self-harming Martial Arts Secret Skills to make a move against him?

"Why hasn’t Wang Lin made a move yet? The longer the time drags on, the more powerful Zhao Qian becomes. Only by seizing the opportunity to interrupt Zhao Qian’s continued execution of the secret technique will he have a chance to win."

The Xuanwu Realm experts within the Imperial Palace have exceptional vision and quickly identified the flaw in this set of Martial Arts Secret Skills.

Indeed, though the technique could enhance one’s strength, the process required time and could not be interrupted.

To compensate for this flaw, Zhao Qian even specifically cultivated a movement technique to dodge opponents’ attacks.

However, Xiao Ye’s reaction caused him to be perplexed; he couldn’t believe that Xiao Ye would be foolish enough not to see this flaw.

"Since this Martial Arts Secret Skill is your trump card, I’ll give you time to continue enhancing your strength; I won’t interrupt you," Xiao Ye said indifferently.

After speaking, he closed his eyes to rest and rejuvenate.

"What!"

Zhao Qian was startled, with disbelief written all over his face; a surge of furious flames ignited in his heart at once.

From Xiao Ye’s tone, he sensed deep contempt and ridicule.

"Wang Lin, you are truly arrogant. It seems you are intent on seeking death. Then I shall grant you your wish!" Zhao Qian thought bitterly, his gaze icily cold.

Just wait until his strength increased tenfold; he was confident that he could tear Xiao Ye to shreds!

Rumbling thunder!

Terrifying waves of power began to emanate from Zhao Qian, surging in all directions, causing the warriors on the other Supreme Arenas to be astonished.

"Zhao Qian’s strength probably surpasses ours now," said Xue Zhan and Jiang Yunfan, who had stopped their duel, faces filled with shock.

With this Martial Arts Secret Skill, Zhao Qian, originally the least among the Ten Great Talents, definitely qualified to be one of the Five Young Supreme!

"What on earth is Wang Lin doing, allowing Zhao Qian to enhance his strength? Has he gone mad!" Seeing that Xiao Ye was still motionless, a huge commotion erupted throughout the Imperial City.

If Wang Lin wasn’t overly arrogant, then he was too foolish to notice such an obvious flaw.

Rumbling thunder!

As a hundred breaths of time passed, the power fluctuations around Zhao Qian became an almost overwhelming tide, swelling his body, veins bulging grotesquely as if he was an Ancient Fierce Beast.

"Ah!"

Unable to hold back, Zhao Qian lifted his head and howled; the rolling sound waves were deafening as if thousands of thunderbolts erupted simultaneously. At this moment, the sky changed color and the void trembled nonstop.

All the young talents in the midst of combat stopped and turned to look at Zhao Qian, their faces changing dramatically.

"Damn, what a terrifying Martial Arts Secret Skill, capable of enhancing a martial artist’s strength to such a level. Now, only Long Chen could possibly defeat Zhao Qian," muttered Xue Zhan.

"It seems Wang Lin’s journey ends here; he’s lost the qualification to become a Young Supreme," sighed the silver-haired prodigy, Jiang Yunfan.

In his view, with the current strength Zhao Qian possessed, among those with Second-class Innate Limits, he was an unstoppable force; Xiao Ye naturally couldn’t contend anymore.

"This power, how intoxicating," Zhao Qian clenched his fists and grinned, his eyes blood-red.

This Martial Arts Secret Skill had granted him tenfold strength, but also made him unrecognizable, losing his previous dashing appearance, looking part man, part beast.

"Are you ready?"

Xiao Ye opened his eyes, and upon seeing Zhao Qian’s current visage, a hint of sarcasm emerged at the corner of his mouth.

"To sacrifice oneself to enhance one’s strength... Zhao Qian, my regard for you lessens with each passing moment," Xiao Ye shook his head.

Boom!

Two gleaming cold beams shot from Zhao Qian’s eyes. He glared at Xiao Ye viciously, the aura erupting from his body like a volcanic eruption, overwhelming the void.

"Wang Lin, even facing your demise, you dare to mock me! I will make you die in terror!"

After saying this, cold light flickered in Zhao Qian’s blood-red eyes as he took steps towards Xiao Ye.

Each step he took, the Supreme Arena shook uncontrollably, as if trampling heaven and earth beneath his feet, the terrifying aura engulfing Xiao Ye.

At this moment, Zhao Qian became the protagonist, with all eyes firmly fixed on him.

"So strong!" The young prodigies in the palace looked up, their faces pale.

If it were them, they would have been crushed by Zhao Qian’s momentum before even fighting.

That’s right, Zhao Qian did not attack Xiao Ye immediately; he wanted to use this burst of momentum to instill fear in Xiao Ye, to force him to submit. This would be more satisfying than defeating Xiao Ye in one move.

However, he was quickly disappointed, because Xiao Ye was looking at him coldly, as if looking at a clown.

"Zhao Qian, your strength is quite ordinary in my eyes, what makes you qualified to instill fear in me?" Xiao Ye mocked.

Zhao Qian’s body stiffened. His strength had increased tenfold and was considered invincible among those at the Second-class Innate Limit, yet Xiao Ye rated it as quite ordinary?

This was an extreme form of contempt.

"You’re courting death! I’m going to blow you away with one punch!"

The flames of anger swamped Zhao Qian’s rationality. With an angry roar, he punched towards Xiao Ye, the power erupting like a volcano, spreading a terrifying aura throughout the sky, causing the wind and clouds to change, with thunder and lightning flashing.

The power of this punch, shattering the Heaven, exploded continuously in the air, and was enough to drive most Martial Artists at the Second-class Innate Limit to despair.

"Zhao Qian, I will make you understand, no matter what trump cards you’ve got, they’re all nothing to me." On the arena, the howling wind made Xiao Ye’s hair flutter wildly, and bright Divine Light shot out from his eyes.

In that moment, Xiao Ye’s aura transformed drastically, as if a peerless King had awakened, and the Human Skin Mask on his face could no longer hide his sharp edge.

That sharp edge broke through the clouds, piercing through the Nine Heavens.

Zhao Qian, who was launching an attack at Xiao Ye, had his pupils violently contract. From his opponent, he seemed to see the silhouette of a youth, one that he could never forget.

Boom!

An overwhelming tide of Blood Qi burst from Xiao Ye’s body, enveloping the entire Imperial Palace, with the five surrounding Supreme Arenas trembling under the weight of this massive energy.

Boom!

Xiao Ye’s robes billowed and the Blood Qi formed a shocking column of light that swept across the sky, even obscuring the sun, stirring the clouds, with a majestic aura reaching the Nine-layered Heaven.

Four Giant Cauldrons appeared above his head, each one like a Star, shining brilliantly, as if a rainbow piercing through the sun, overlooking the Nine Desolates, suppressing the All Heavens.

An invincible momentum began to climb from Xiao Ye.

All of this was done in the blink of an eye.

"Four Tripod Heavenly Technique!" Zhao Qian was frightened to the extreme, and his fist had already reached Xiao Ye’s face.

"Zhao Qian, do you remember me?"

Xiao Ye raised his head to howl and met the fist head-on, channeling all his negative emotions towards the Chongyang Sect into this punch.

He wanted to vent out the injustices Chongyang Sect had done to him!

He needed to claim back justice for himself!

He wanted to avenge the Old Madman!

Innate True Qi, Four Cauldrons Physical Strength, both erupted together!

The two fists collided, boundless light scattering across the sky, the heavens ablaze, with terrifying Energy rampaging everywhere. It was fortunate that the arena was a Xuan Artifact; otherwise, it would have been destroyed long ago.

Zhao Qian didn’t have time to be shocked; his strength increased tenfold was simply no match for Xiao Ye.

A terrifying, overwhelming Energy transmitted from Xiao Ye’s fist, turning his arm into a mist of blood, and the remaining force hit his body like a mountain, ruthlessly striking him.

"Ah!"

Zhao Qian screamed in agony, spitting out blood from his mouth, and his body was sent flying, nearly falling off the arena.

At this moment, a deadly silence fell inside and outside the Imperial Palace, everyone’s eyes widened in shock.

Zhao Qian, with ten times the strength, an invincible presence at the Second-class Innate Limit, was defeated in one move!

Only a huge disparity in strength could result in such a crushing defeat.

Could Xiao Ye’s strength have reached the First-class Innate Limit?

What was even more shocking, is that the youth who defeated Zhao Qian actually possessed the Four Tripod Heavenly Technique, and had cultivated it to the extent of Four Cauldrons Emerge!

How many talented youths have been stopped by Innate Techniques like the Four Tripod Heavenly Technique? Cultivating to the level where Four Cauldrons Emerge is truly an achievement unmatched in history.

Was Wang Lin really just an Independent Practitioner?

"It’s him!" The Vice Sect Leader of the Chongyang Sect was stunned, his body trembling uncontrollably, as his premonition became reality.

Flame True Intent, Silent Annihilation Hand, Four Tripod Heavenly Technique, all highlighted Wang Lin’s identity—he was Xiao Ye!

Just as Zhao Qian struggled to get up, a foot descended from the sky, pinning him down.

"Zhao Qian, two years have passed, and the gap between you and me has only widened." Xiao Ye said coldly, looking down at Zhao Qian under his foot.

"You can’t be Xiao Ye!" Blood flowed from Zhao Qian’s mouth as he said with a pale face and loud voice.

Although he had guessed it, he couldn’t believe that the youth he once saw as an ant, after leaving Chongyang Sect to endure the bitterness of solitude, could become so terrifying; he no longer had the qualifications to even look up to him.

"Unwilling to accept reality?" Xiao Ye sneered coldly, then slowly reached out towards his face.

Under Zhao Qian’s stupefied gaze, Xiao Ye tore off the Human Skin Mask, revealing an incredibly handsome face that was extremely captivating.

"I, Xiao Ye, have returned!"

Xiao Ye’s figure stood tall, his hair black as ink, his gaze sharp as a blade’s edge. His boiling War Intent soared into the Nine Heavens, resounding in this Heaven and Earth.

He was no longer ordinary, like a Young Supreme, reigning above all the Heavenly Pride.

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