Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates-Chapter 211 - 209 Supreme Genius

At this moment, the overwhelming Blood Qi surging around Xiao Ye and his Perfect Innate True Qi vanished, replaced by numerous mysterious Anomalies, elevating his strength to an inconceivable step.

"Is this the strength of someone with a Superior Innate Limit?" Xiao Ye murmured softly and then looked towards Qin Mu, who was already frozen in shock.

"How is this possible? No one can challenge the Mystic Martial rank in the Empress’s Hard Cultivation Land!" Upon meeting Xiao Ye’s gaze, Qin Mu tensed up, a strong sense of impending crisis spreading throughout his body.

But if Xiao Ye hadn’t challenged the Mystic Martial rank, how could such an astonishing scene be explained?

"Could it be...?" Qin Mu’s body trembled, as a terrifying guess surfaced in his mind.

"Indeed, I did not challenge the Mystic Martial rank, but it’s more than enough to deal with you." As soon as Xiao Ye finished speaking, he casually struck out a palm towards Qin Mu.

This palm, seemingly ordinary without any surge of force, made Qin Mu feel as if there was nowhere to hide, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Boom!

Xiao Ye’s palm hit the Xuan Artifact Battle Armor, and immediately all Anomalies disappeared, and the world suddenly quieted down.

Everyone’s eyes were wide open, and after a long wait, nothing happened—Qin Mu was still standing quietly in the same spot.

"I’m... I’m fine?"

Qin Mu was dumbfounded, then laughed wildly in his heart: "Haha, I knew he couldn’t reach that level!"

The four Young Martial Artists from the Flowing Wind Country laughed along, their faces filled with mockery, "Damn, this guy was just bluffing, scared me to death!"

"Did I guess wrong?" Long Chen frowned slightly, his eyes filled with confusion.

Suddenly, the void warped.

Thud!

Qin Mu, who was about to speak, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flung backwards like a cannonball, smashing through rocks and trees along his path, eventually crashing hard into a mountain wall.

The Flowing Wind Country’s youths mocking Xiao Ye found their throats seized by an invisible hand, their faces turning red, full of disbelief.

"What on earth is happening?"

Qin Mu, clad in a set of Xuan Armor, was actually injured?

Considering that in the Empress’s Hard Cultivation Land, aside from the use of Xuan Artifacts, no one is allowed to emit Mystic Martial power fluctuations, who within the Innate Realm possesses such formidable strength?

"Could it be done by Xiao Ye?" Everyone’s gaze turned towards Xiao Ye with a hint of alarm and uncertainty.

"Sorry, I’m still not quite used to the power I possess now, embarrassing myself in front of you all," Xiao Ye said indifferently.

Hiss!

At these words, everyone gasped, their faces displaying horror.

A single thought spun wildly in their minds: Just how powerful had Xiao Ye become?

"Do you still think that the Young Supreme of Black Dragon Country is merely so?" Xiao Ye continued to speak.

The four youths from Flowing Wind Country, short of breath, were stunned into silence.

It was a joke—if such strength was considered merely so, what then were they?

Boom!

At that moment, a disheveled figure of Qin Mu charged over, his bloodshot eyes flickering with madness. Clearly visible on the chest of his Xuan Artifact Battle Armor was a palm print left by Xiao Ye.

"I, Qin Mu, am the number one genius of the younger generation in the Yulan Domain, how can I not even withstand one of your palms!"

Qin Mu roared maniacally, his Martial Arts True Intent swirling and surging, transforming into a colossal finger descending from the sky to crush Xiao Ye, the ground trembling under its peerless pressure.

Qin Mu, who had followed a path of brilliance since his debut, had looked down on his peers in the Yulan Domain, developing a haughty and arrogant disposition.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have waited until the Supreme Battle of the youths to make a move.

Now, clad in his Xuan Artifact War Armor, he was defeated by a single palm strike from Xiao Ye, a massive blow to him—he couldn’t accept it no matter the reason!

Faced with this peerless onslaught, Xiao Ye remained undisturbed.

The once seemingly unstoppable Heaven Suppressing Finger now seemed trivial.

"He Wudao, take a good look, your invincible Qin Mu cannot withstand a single strike from me," Xiao Ye said, glancing at He Wudao, then took a step forward.

Instantly, the Anomalies around Xiao Ye reemerged, shattering Qin Mu’s Heaven Suppressing Finger. Xiao Ye threw a very raw and simple punch forward, fusing with the lingering Anomalies, engulfing Qin Mu.

Rumbling!

A blisteringly brilliant light burst forth, illuminating the Empress’s Hard Cultivation Land like a sun.

Ah!

Qin Mu let out a miserable scream. When the blazing light dissipated, Qin Mu’s figure was gone, leaving behind only a set of Xuan Artifact Battle Armor and several Bodhi Leaves, which Xiao Ye collected.

Evidently, Qin Mu couldn’t withstand such a terrifying attack and was sent back to the starting point by the Empress’s energy.

The area was eerily quiet, as all looked on in shock at Xiao Ye, surrounded by Anomalies, appearing as a resurrected Young Emperor, his presence commanding enough to look down on the Nine Desolates and make all beings kneel.

Monster!

He was too monstrous!

With a single palm and punch, Qin Mu was teleported back to the starting point. Faced with such a Xiao Ye, who could possibly contend?

"Superior Innate Limit, this is definitely the power of a Superior Innate Limit! Xiao Ye has already stood firm within the Great Emperor Domain!" Long Chen exclaimed with an excited face.

Combining everything he saw before his eyes, Long Chen was finally convinced of his speculation.

"Great Emperor Domain!"

The four Young Martial Artists from Flowing Wind Country, upon hearing these four words, trembled, feeling like they had fallen into an ice cellar, with their limbs turning ice-cold. Only this explanation could match the scene they had witnessed.

The emergence of a Supreme Genius standing in the Great Emperor Domain from Black Dragon Country was absolutely doomsday for them!

Young Martial Artists from various countries, who were secretly releasing their Martial Arts True Intent to observe the commotion, were also dumbstruck with shock.

In the history of the Yulan Domain, has anyone ever stepped into the Great Emperor Domain?

No!

The Great Emperor Domain has always been a legend in the Yulan Domain. Even in the True Spirit Continent, where prodigies abound, such Supreme Geniuses are extremely rare, let alone in the Yulan Domain where Martial Arts are in decline.

"I have a premonition that the heavens of the Yulan Domain are about to change, and Black Dragon Country is going to rise," muttered a Young Supreme who possessed a First-class Innate Limit.

Xiao Ye was like a proud sun, lighting up the sky of the Yulan Domain.

For Black Dragon Country to have a Supreme Genius like this was absolutely a great fortune for the nation!

"Long Chen, Xue Zhan, Jiang Yunfan, do unto them as they did unto you, and let them know that we, the people of Black Dragon Country, are not so easily bullied," said Xiao Ye.

"Haha, good!"

Xue Zhan was the first to nod excitedly and charged towards the Young Martial Artists of Flowing Wind Country. Jiang Yunfan also joined the battle.

The Young Martial Artists from Flowing Wind Country, deeply fearful of Xiao Ye, dared not use their full strength, and were beaten back repeatedly, quickly resulting in someone being defeated and teleported back to the starting point.

"Xiao Ye, what should we do with He Wudao?" Long Chen came over to inquire, his heart filled with awe.

Not long ago, the Young Martial Artists whose strength was on par with his, were now far surpassed by Xiao Ye, who had thoroughly subdued him and taken the lead.

Moreover, as the Crown Prince, the future King of Black Dragon Country, Long Chen was naturally very happy that a Supreme Genius like Xiao Ye had emerged in Black Dragon Country.

Swoosh!

Seeing that the situation was not good, He Wudao had turned around and run away early. freewebnøvel_com

"Damn it, did this kid Xiao Ye get his hands on some treasure? How could he stand firm within the Great Emperor Domain!"

"I swear, once I emerge from the Emperor’s Cultivation Land, I must have my father kill Xiao Ye!" He Wudao was shocked and furious, his hair standing on end as he dared not pause for a moment.

"Did I say you could leave?"

Seeing He Wudao fleeing, Xiao Ye soared into the sky, and beneath his feet, a Golden Light Road faintly appeared, sweeping across the Nine Desolates, extending straight towards the fleeing He Wudao.

Xiao Ye walked on the Golden Light Road, invulnerable to any odds, surrounded by layers of anomalies, his speed far outstripping He Wudao’s.

Boom!

Just as He Wudao was stricken with terror, a foot descended from the sky, filled with terrifying might, and directly stomped him into the ground.

"When you conspired against me, you probably didn’t expect this day, did you?" Xiao Ye showed no mercy, lifting his foot to stomp on He Wudao’s head.

"Ah!" He Wudao screamed in anger and pain, his head sinking into the soil.

A blaze of dazzling light descended from the sky, enveloping He Wudao’s body and disappearing on the spot, with treasures clinking as they fell.

"Humph, He Wudao, I can’t really kill you in the Emperor’s Cultivation Land, but the moment we step out, will be the day of your death!" Xiao Ye said coldly.

At this time, the four Young Martial Artists from Flowing Wind Country were also successively defeated and teleported back to the starting point.

After being bullied by Flowing Wind Country for so long, the pent-up resentment was now being vented out, and Xue Zhan laughed excitedly as he began to tally the spoils of war.

"Supreme Xiao Ye, I was wrong before. I shouldn’t have listened to others’ gossip and attacked you. Here are three Bodhi Leaves; I hope Supreme Xiao Ye will not be angry."

At this point, a Young Martial Artist suddenly appeared, holding three purple Bodhi Leaves with a respectful face, walking up to Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly. He recognized this person; he was one of the four Young Martial Artists with First-class Innate Limits who attacked him when he entered Wind Canyon.

"Supreme Xiao Ye!"

"Supreme Xiao Ye!"

...

Then, one after another, powerful Young Supremes, holding treasures in their hands, approached Xiao Ye respectfully.

These were the people who had attacked Xiao Ye because of He Wudao’s rumors. Seeing Xiao Ye’s strength, they could no longer keep their composure, each stepping forward to admit their fault and fearing Xiao Ye’s retribution.

Seeing this scene, many young people silently celebrated that they had not become enemies with Xiao Ye. At the same time, they were in awe—being able to make so many Young Supremes bow their heads, what a majestic scene was this?

"Xiao Ye, how should these people be dealt with?" Long Chen inquired.

Standing before Xiao Ye, each Young Martial Artist’s expression was fraught with unease, their hearts pounding hard with the atmosphere oppressively tense.

It could be said that in the Emperor’s Cultivation Land at this moment, Xiao Ye was the true Supreme, and they were merely supporting roles. With a single word from Xiao Ye, he could decide whether they left empty-handed, dominating their fate.

"How should they be dealt with?" Xiao Ye suddenly laughed coldly.

When he was not strong enough, these people attacked him without asking right from wrong. Now that they have seen his power, they each come forward to admit their mistakes, asking for his forgiveness.

Does Xiao Ye have such a good temper?

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