You don't want your secret to be revealed by others, right?-Chapter 146 - 58, Grandpa

Luckily, the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect had grown gigantic; his curved blade also grew tenfold, making it incapable of finesse.

The path he took was one of brute force rather than exquisite techniques.

"Damn it!!!"

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Seeing this Your Highness, acting like a madman seeking his own death, the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect could only roar inwardly in rage, forced to sheathe his blade again.

Meanwhile, Yu Shiqi took the opportunity to thrust his iron staff directly towards the heart of the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect!

"Clang!"

The end of the iron staff struck the Heart Protector at the chest of the Saint Heir, but the staff carried the Dark Force, vibrating directly into his heart before erupting!

The Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect only saw darkness, as his heart seemed to shatter, his face instantly turned pale, and with his other hand, he tightly gripped the iron staff and flung Yu Shiqi away.

He then clutched at his chest and knelt on one knee, his breath growing much weaker.

For a Body Refiner in Martial Arts, the heart is the most crucial center of Qi and blood; once the heart is shattered, one might not die, but strength would be greatly reduced.

"How could this be..."

"Saint!"

"The Saint is defeated?"

"How is this possible?"

Cultivators of the Heavenly Born Sect, upon seeing this, could hardly believe it, but this distraction caused them to be continuously beaten back by the Tantian Sect, significantly lowering their morale.

The Tantian Sect was overjoyed.

They hadn’t expected that this prince, having only cultivated for a month, would influence such a level of combat!

Although he had used his princely status, it was nonetheless shocking.

"Little Fish, kill him now!" Lin Yue coldly ordered.

"Yes!"

Yu Shiqi, pale-faced, also realized that his Essence Blood was nearing its limit, and gritting his teeth, he rushed up again using as much Essence Blood as he could.

The Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect, greatly weakened in strength, had begun to shrink back to his original size, clearly unable to maintain the Giant Secret Technique; his leg also broken, and his speed far slower than Little Fish.

He was completely overwhelmed by Little Fish.

Lin Yue also found the right moment, transforming into Wind and Fire, blocking his blade once more.

In addition to his anger and frustration, the Saint Heir’s eyes also held deep sorrow, silently sheathing his blade, helpless.

A prince is supreme.

In the fights of gods, it’s always pawns like him who suffer.

What could he do?

"Crack!"

This time, the iron staff crushed the arm of the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect, and the curved blade in his hand fell to the ground.

Yu Shiqi seized the opportunity, clenching her lips, and delivered several more blows; although blocked bare-handed by the Saint Heir, she completely shattered both his arms and legs.

The breath of the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect was utterly feeble now, completely unable to maintain his gigantic form, reverting to his original size.

The flame in his eyes had disappeared, and the crescent on his forehead had completely dimmed.

However, after those last few blows, Yu Shiqi also felt her Essence Blood depleted to its limits, unable to continue any longer, and weakly knelt down on the ground, only managing not to fall by leaning on her iron staff.

Her face was extremely pale as she weakly said, "Your Highness, I’ve stopped the forbidden technique myself."

Lin Yue glanced at the face full of despair, the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect already collapsed on the ground, and took out a bottle of elixirs, feeding Yu Shiqi two pills, saying, "It’s alright now, quickly eat this Spirit Pill that nurtures Essence Blood and Qi."

This Mind Forbidden Technique, if not stopped actively, will cease only after consuming ninety percent of Essence Blood.

The impact of losing ninety percent of Essence Blood is too severe; being even conscious is impressive.

Yu Shiqi was indeed fighting desperately.

After Yu Shiqi barely swallowed the Spirit Pill, Lin Yue then approached the collapsed Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect.

His Mind Forbidden Technique had not yet ceased, his body still entwined with faint traces of blood.

Although his Essence Blood had also been depleted by nearly half due to continuous use of the Ultimate Killing Skill and Forbidden Techniques, he could still fight a little longer.

"Your Highness, esteemed as the most exalted among princes, bets his life like this; I lose without regret..."

The Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect murmured, glancing at Lin Yue, said nothing more, then closed his eyes to await death.

"Die!"

Lin Yue, not one to waste words, swung his long blade without hesitation, aiming for the neck of the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Born Sect!

Just at this moment—

A streak of blood suddenly appeared.

It wasn’t blood spurting from the severed head of the Saint Heir.

But a thin needle streaming with bloodlight.

This small, delicate needle blocked Lin Yue’s blade without a tremble.

Lin Yue’s expression changed, not minding the depletion of his Essence Blood, his long blade struck repeatedly towards the Saint Heir.

Yet, the needle moved as if it had Instant Teleportation, effortlessly blocking his blade!

"Your Highness, stop."

A gender-neutral, soft voice suddenly rang out.

With a flash of bloodlight, Lin Yue suddenly felt a sting in his chest, finding to his shock a similar needle had pierced there without his noticing!

His pupils dilated, suddenly feeling unable to move.

Then, he found his Essence Blood continuously flowing towards the bloody needle, unable to move even slightly.

Only when the Forbidden Technique ceased and there was only ten percent of Essence Blood left did the red needle withdraw.

Lin Yue collapsed, utterly weakened.

"Your... Your Highness..."

Yu Shiqi, biting her lips, also weak, leaned on her iron staff, attempting to help him but could only move a step before collapsing weakly to the ground, the iron staff clanging to the floor.

She attempted to rise, but couldn’t muster any strength.

"Why bother? Why suffer?"

The gender-neutral, soft voice rang out again.