The Peerless Emperor-Chapter 226 - 227: Blood God Needle

"Kill," the Soul Martial Artist at the peak of the Power Realm within the Life and Death Realm, excelled at slaughter.

The blood-colored Soul Power that twined around him matched his blood-colored robe perfectly, and in the blink of an eye, it cut through the seawater and rushed in front of Lin Qian.

At the same time, Kill extended both hands, his fingers slender, his palms seemingly boneless. Only such hands could control with such precision, subtly claiming lives.

Kill’s right hand reached for Lin Qian’s chin, while on his left, blood-colored Soul Power condensed into a short dagger.

This intent of Kill was clear; he was about to carry out his earlier threat and chop off Lin Qian’s tongue!

Just as Kill’s right hand was about to touch Lin Qian, a crimson-golden Thunder Sword Qi weaved through the water.

Boom!

The next moment, Lin Qian had vanished before Kill’s eyes, having seized an empty space.

At that same time, appearing suddenly behind Kill, Lin Qian’s palm burst forth with crimson-gold Thunder Soul Power, shaping into a long sword of Thunder Soul Power, slashing towards him.

Clang!

However, Lin Qian’s surprising strike of Thunder Sword Qi upon Kill’s body, clashing with the blood-colored Soul Power, sounded like metal striking metal.

Moreover, after being hit by the Sword Qi, Kill was completely unharmed, his body shrouded in blood-colored Soul Power that didn’t even ripple slightly.

The scene before him left Lin Qian with a look of astonishment, as he hadn’t expected that his strike would achieve nothing.

It was as if Kill’s blood-colored Soul Power was an impenetrable wall that couldn’t be breached.

Facing away from Lin Qian, Kill slowly turned around, an air of smugness as he spoke. "Did you forget? After enduring the Power Tribulation in the Power Realm of the Life and Death Realm, the Soul Power undergoes a qualitative change."

After speaking, the blood-colored Soul Power swirling around Kill pushed the water aside and also transformed into a blood-colored Soul Power long sword, slashing at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian quickly raised his hand to block with the crimson-gold Thunder Sword Qi, but upon colliding with the blood-colored Soul Power sword, it fragmented instantly, and he was blasted backwards by the force pervading his body.

"A Ninth Order Phoenix Nirvana, destroying such a talent is truly interesting," Kill’s blood-colored eyes focused on Lin Qian, emitting a piercingly excited scream, as nine blood-colored spheric Elemental Components rotated around him.

Elemental Weapon Armament!

The liquid metal Elemental Components, much like wriggling plasma, condensed into a narrow, long sword in Kill’s grip. He pursued the retreating Lin Qian, aiming to cut towards his wrist.

Clearly, Kill’s intention was to sever Lin Qian’s right hand!

Now in the Sky Breaking Realm and possessing an extraordinarily tough physique, regenerating a severed limb would come at a great cost to Lin Qian, who would be unable to cultivate for seven or eight years.

Not being able to cultivate for seven or eight years would be an astronomical loss for Lin Qian!

But Lin Qian was not one to be slaughtered without resistance; how could he let Kill have his way?

Elemental Weapon Armament!

Lin Qian gripped a black broadsword with crimson-gold patterns, the wider-than-average Thunder Night Sword divided into three sections, its surface enveloped by Thunder Light.

Before the blood-colored sword could fall, the black broadsword of the Thunder Night Sword had already arrived, blocking its path.

The clashing of the blood-colored and the black sword blades made Lin Qian’s eyes focus sharply, the roaring crimson-gold Thunder within surging. An immense Thunder Sword Light flared to life and exploded forth, forcing Kill back.

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Though forced back only a few feet, Kill quickly steadied himself, staring at the fully formed Thunder Night Sword in Lin Qian’s hand with envy filled in his bloodied eyes. "Ancestor Level Martial Soul!"

Not just Kill but also the spectators from the Human Clan watching from the grandstand all cried out in alarm.

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Because this match featured the publicly acknowledged third-ranked Martial Artist, who had recently gained immense fame, Lin Qian, almost no one was cultivating but was quietly watching the duel instead.

Many from the Human Clan felt relieved they hadn’t cultivated at that time; otherwise, they would have missed this scene.

Not only were members of the Human Clan surprised, but many from the Eight-Armed Sea Clan were also unexpectedly looking at Lin Qian, staring at the successful armament of the Thunder Night Sword in his hand.

An Ancestor Level Martial Soul was considered an extremely high-grade talent for Soul Martial Artists of the Human Clan!

It could be said that no one present possessed such a frightening talent.

No, there was one other person—Ye Xin!

"An Ancestor Level Martial Soul, Brother Lin has kept it far too hidden," Li Yunfeng exclaimed upon seeing the Thunder Night Sword in Lin Qian’s hand.

Zhang Zide frowned, looking at the increasingly intense blood-colored Soul Power enveloping Martial Artist with pessimism, "The transformation through the Three Realms, each major Realm is a vast change, especially in the Life and Death Realm, the four Small Realms mean earth-shattering changes for any race."

"After all, Martial Artist is in the Power Realm of the Life and Death Realm. The higher Lin Qian’s talent is, the more he envies, and the more ruthless his attack will be."

"No matter how ruthless, wouldn’t Lin Qian be fine if he just surrendered?" Zhang Wenxuan said nonchalantly.

Zhang Qi gave a bitter smile and said to Zhang Wenxuan, "Xiaoxuan, you don’t understand."

"How do I not understand?" Zhang Wenxuan retorted unconvinced.

"Based on His Majesty Lin’s personality, he is certainly unwilling to surrender," Zhang Qi said as he saw Zhang Wenxuan’s dissatisfaction.

As if to validate Zhang Qi’s words, Li Yunfeng directly asked Ye Xin, "Sister-in-law, do you think Brother Lin will persist until he is defeated, or will he surrender if the situation turns unfavorable?"

"Little Qian will definitely win; there’s no need for him to surrender." However, Ye Xin spoke with pride. When looking at everyone, her face was filled with confidence, "You don’t need to worry about Little Qian, he’ll be fine."

After speaking, Ye Xin continued to watch the arena, not a trace of worry in her eyes.

Glancing at Ye Xin and then at the arena space where Lin Qian was fearlessly clashing head-on with Martial Artist, Zhang Zide helplessly covered his face, "Hopeless, these two peas in a pod."

Inside the arena space, Lin Qian, with just the strength of the Sky Breaking Realm, didn’t rely on combat skills to find a way to cope, but instead constantly faced Martial Artist head-on.

Using the Elemental Weapon Armament of his Ancestral Martial Soul, combined with his own powerful physique, Lin Qian managed to hold his ground against Martial Artist, despite only having the strength of the Sixth Level of the Sky Breaking Realm, without being completely overwhelmed.

Opposite Lin Qian, Martial Artist was even more frenzied, roaring continuously.

Especially since Lin Qian had not been overwhelmed and had withstood his attacks, the madness on Martial Artist’s face intensified further.

"Why do you have an Ancestral Martial Soul!"

"Why can you, a mere Sky Breaking Realm Martial Artist, withstand my attacks!"

"I must destroy you!" Martial Artist shouted wildly, quickening the pace of his assault.

Lin Qian’s garments gradually tore, revealing slashes from which blood steadily seeped out, flowing through the waters around them.

"I will cripple you!" Martial Artist suddenly screeched, as around him, blood-colored Soul Power condensed into countless needle-sized Sword Qi, piercing towards Lin Qian.

Blood God Needles!

That was Martial Artist’s proudest soul skill—once unleashed, Lin Qian’s meridians, Dantian, and every tendon and muscle would suffer unprecedented damage.

Meridians severed, Dantian ruined, bones broken.

With this move, Martial Artist had reduced many talents to will-broken cripples!

But Martial Artist discovered that Lin Qian, faced with his attack, had a smile on his face.

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