Celestial Refining Divine Scripture Chapter 80

Helan Kui was stunned for two breaths before recovering, rage erupting like a geyser, his eyes dyed blood-red by a crazed murderous intent.

The squad had eight men—five of them were dead!

"You dog bastard, I’ll make you regret coming into this world!"

Boom!

The ground exploded as Helan Kui burst forth ferociously.

"That Qian bastard is done for!"

"He’s pretty tough, but he made Helan Kui mad—he’s dead for sure!"

"Helan Kui’s strength is close to Yin Realm Perfection, half of the Fire Jiao Squad has been wiped out—I can’t imagine what tortured fate awaits him!"

Everyone around started discussing the spectacle, cold sneers on their faces.

No one felt even a hint of goodwill toward the Qian man!

Xu Yang stood tall and unyielding, blade quietly shifting in his hands.

In the instant Helan Kui attacked, a ghostly blade flashed up like a wisp.

"Still dare to fight me?"

"Is this limp, powerless strike all you’ve got?"

Helan Kui’s sinister laughter rang out in all directions.

Rumble!

With one palm he shattered the blade light, his fierce and blazing might blooming like a giant fireball, bathing everything around in crimson light.

Xu Yang didn’t take a single step back, stubbornly blocking that terrifying palm.

Yet before the blade’s edge, it was as though he faced a wall of iron and bronze, impossible to cut through!

The situation froze in an instant!

A mocking, teasing smile slowly appeared on his lips.

Helan Kui paused, surprised at the sight, but then his eyes flared with even darker fury and killing intent. His True Essence surged, boiling, and the red, flood-dragon-like barbarian runes across his body fully awakened this very moment.

Roar!

The world shook with a flood-dragon’s roar.

A beat later, another roar thundered in reply.

Roar!

A dragon’s roar split the heavens!

In a single surge, it drowned out the flood-dragon’s call. The might of the Demon Dragon swept in like a raging tide, and as the dragon soul awakened, it barrelled forth like an indomitable torrent of steel, brutally crushing the red flood-dragon runes.

"Ahhh~~"

Helan Kui’s whole body shuddered, he screamed in agony, his eyes trembling madly, his mind blasted to pieces—he didn’t even know where he was anymore.

Clutching his head, he tumbled to the ground in disgrace.

A pitch-black blade shadow descended from the heavens.

Pffft!

That massive head rolled away backwards.

The world went utterly silent!

Dozens of eyes went wide as saucers, shocked and stunned by Helan Kui’s death.

How could it be Helan Kui who died?

Xu Yang shot a cold glance at the corpse on the ground.

This is the end awaiting anyone defenseless when the Demon Dragon Saber’s dragon soul fury strikes.

Dignified Late Stage of Yin Realm, instantly out of control, mind in chaos.

In battle, that’s no different than lying down for the slaughter!

Xu Yang swept his gaze over the crowd, then turned to leave.

"Stop right there!"

"Fuck, Helan Kui turned out to be trash."

"A Qian bastard dares act so cocky in our Barbarian Race’s hunting arena?"

"Why are you all just standing there? Let’s go together and carve him up!"

A barbarian martial artist, even more brutish-looking than Helan Kui, leapt out, his thunderous roar deafening the air.

Everyone snapped out of their shock, their eyes instantly glowing with bloodlust.

"That’s Guo Wenqiang, his strength’s not below Helan Kui’s."

"Let’s all jump him—kill that Qian!"

"There’s no way a Qian gets to wreak havoc here."

Someone led the way, and the crowd’s spirits soared in an instant.

Dozens of people charged in as one.

Some of them were real powerhouses.

Plenty were at the middle and late stages of Yin Realm.

They joined forces, intense spirit light nearly driving away all the gathered gloom of this place.

A flood of spirit light erupted, barbarian runes dazzling, their wild and savage aura surging like violent waves, tearing at the world itself.

Xu Yang’s steps paused. Facing the besieging mob, killing intent suddenly exploded in his eyes!

"Looks like they aren’t scared yet."

"Since you want to die, I’ll grant your wish!"

As for any loss?

You, Tuoba Hongyu, locked me in here in the first place.

Killing these barbarians? Xu Yang didn’t feel the slightest bit of mercy!

Swoosh!

He shot forward, Demon Dragon Saber slashing out.

Roar!

The dragon soul soared up, merging into a several-zhang-long blade aura, shaped like a demon dragon, shrouded in vast, murderous pressure.

Rumble!

With a single slash he split heaven and earth.

Several people screamed as they fell!

"You little bastard, kneel before me!"

Guo Wenqiang roared, swinging a golden spirit staff thick as an arm—a single blow could shatter stone and sky, smashing down toward Xu Yang’s head with unstoppable viciousness!

If that hit landed, it would no doubt be a blood-splattered, brain-splattering mess!

Xu Yang didn’t even look, twisting like a wraith, raising his blade to block the staff in the nick of time. His Spiritual Power burst out like an explosion.

"Lock God Seal!"

Guo Wenqiang’s face contorted instantly, the spirit staff dropping from his hand as he grabbed his head, lost in a haze of pain.

Pffft!

Demon Dragon Saber swept through like lightning—Guo Wenqiang’s wails cut off at once as he clutched his neck and toppled backward.

At that moment, his heart flooded with endless regret!

I never should have charged in.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!

Boom!

Clang!

The roaring, clashing cacophony threatened to rupture eardrums.

But that demon-dragon-like figure flashed through the crowd like a ghost, wherever he passed, men and beasts flew, blood sprayed in all directions.

Some in the back, quick on their feet, scrambled away in terror.

With Wind Forest Movement, Spirit Lock Seal, Lock God Seal, and the Demon Dragon Saber’s ruthless might, dozens fighting together were shredded in moments.

Xu Yang suddenly stood still. Looking back, he saw nothing but corpses strewn about.

The place was drenched in blood and carnage.

Far off, a few people bolted away in panic.

For Xu Yang, it was absolutely effortless.

"I’m about to break through!"

Xu Yang’s whole body shivered, eyes flashing with joy.

"Doggy, let’s go!" He called out as he turned, darting away at top speed.

The dog, who’d just been enjoying the show, let out a loud ’woof’, sprang up on four stubby legs, and shot after him.

Beneath the dark clouds, a barbarian in blood-red armor was speeding ahead.

Suddenly, he noticed the panic-stricken crowd up ahead and slowed down.

"What happened?"

Surihan asked suspiciously.

The group looked up, then gasped, "Surihan!"

Surihan, one of the Barbarian Royal Court’s Ten Blood Generals!

Cultivation: Yin Realm Perfection!

"It’s Surihan, we’re saved!"

"Surihan’s one of the Ten Blood Generals for god’s sake—he’ll definitely kill that Qian!"

Amid the chorus of frantic voices, Surihan caught the key point: "Qian?"

"Yes."

"Some Qian man killed Hong Yuan, then Helan Kui came for him—he not only killed Helan Kui, but also slaughtered all of us who ganged up on him!"

"Which family’s slave dares to get so cocky?"

Upon hearing this, Surihan’s gaze turned murderous.

"I don’t know, I think he calls himself Demon Dragon—he’s just at Late Stage of True Void Realm, but damn is he strong." One man swallowed and spoke hastily.

"Late Stage of True Void?"

Surihan glared at him, thinking this had to be a joke.

But looking at the state of these people, it was clearly no joke!

Late Stage of True Void?

Killed both Hong Yuan and Helan Kui?

He knew Helan Kui’s strength well enough.

The Fire Jiao Squad wasn’t weak either!

"What a pair of brass balls!"

Surihan’s eyes grew cold as he growled, "I’d like to see which Qian dares run wild here!"

The Royal Court has Qian, but they’re all slaves—each and every one acts timid as a dog before the Barbarians!

Forget killing Barbarians—nobody even dares take a walk outside at will!

This is a direct slap to the Barbarian Race’s dignity!

A genius among the Qian?

Surihan’s face twisted into a cruel grin. As one of the Ten Blood Generals and the leading young elite of the Royal Court, how could he stand idly by?

"Where is he?"

"That way, over there."

Someone quickly pointed in the right direction.

Surihan’s figure flickered, turning into a blood-red bolt of lightning shooting through the skies.