Forging Void Powerhouse Strikes

Time flew by in the blink of an eye.

A full five months had passed since Ye Xuan casually wiped out four peak Soul Formation stage rogue cultivators.

In these five months, for Ye Xuan and Ying'er, rather than saying they were rushing to the perilous Tomb of the Sword Emperor, it was more like a spontaneous sightseeing trip.

Piloting the supreme-grade flying boat they had snatched from the rogue cultivators, they leisurely headed north, crossing several great Dao states.

Admiring mountains when they encountered them, and splashing in the water when they met rivers.

Passing by the shores of the Eastern Sea, Ye Xuan took off his shoes and socks, taking Ying'er to leisurely tread the waves on the soft white sandy beach.

A reckless half-step Void Refinement stage evil flood dragon that was making waves in the deep sea attempted an ambush, only to be directly skinned and stripped of its tendons by a casual swipe of Ye Xuan's fingers.

That night, a bonfire was lit by the Eastern Sea. The sizzling, oily dragon meat was crystal clear, and paired with Ye Xuan's casually prepared secret spices, it gave off a mouth-watering aroma that left Ying'er eating until her mouth was covered in grease.

Along the way, Ye Xuan lived more comfortably than ever before.

Having lived two lives, he had finally recovered true freedom and ease.

However, this peaceful mortal life, for the three women high above in the nine heavens who were trailing and spying on him in their void palace, was no different from the long, agonizing torture of death by a thousand cuts.

Murderous intent permeated the grand hall of the void palace.

Smash!

A priceless nine-colored glazed cup was viciously smashed onto the golden floor tiles, instantly exploding into a cloud of fine dust.

Xia Lengyue's eyes were bloodshot, her chest heaving violently. Her usually stunning, cold face was somewhat distorted and ferocious at this moment:

Trash! You are all trash!

Five months! A full five months! We sent out thirty-seven waves of people! Not only did they fail to push him to a dead end, but... but they made it look like he is on a spring outing!

The Heaven-Peeking Mirror floating in the center of the hall clearly reflected Ye Xuan's current lazy appearance.

On the deck of the flying boat, he was comfortably leaning on a soft couch covered in top-grade snow jade fox fur, casually swirling a cup of thousand-year spirit wine with his fingertips, resting bathed in the warm sun.

The maid Ying'er, whom they viewed as a lowly ant, was kneeling obediently and meekly by his side. Her jade-like hands peeled a crystal-clear purple jade grape, carefully and admiringly feeding it to Ye Xuan's lips.

Ye Xuan swallowed it with a smile and casually pinched the little girl's tender pink cheek, teasing Ying'er until her face flushed red and she let out continuous shy protests.

This warm and romantic scene was like a poisoned dagger ruthlessly stabbed into the hearts of the three women, twisting wantonly.

How dare he... how dare he live so happily?

Zi Yao gripped the window sill tightly, her nails digging deep into the ten-thousand-year agarwood, emitting a teeth-aching scraping sound.

Her eyes were filled with jealousy and unwillingness.

In the past, the grapes Ye Xuan peeled were only ever fed into her mouth.

In the past, Ye Xuan's smiles belonged only to them.

But now, that lowly maid was actually enjoying the treatment that originally belonged to them!

Husband is really becoming more and more bizarre.

Wu Lingxiao sat on the dragon throne. Although she had not lost her composure like Xia Lengyue, her tightly furrowed brows and the fingers constantly tapping the armrest exposed her inner irritability.

At first it was Nascent Soul rogue cultivators, then peak Soul Formation assassins. Last month, we even secretly guided a half-step Void Refinement evil path ancestor to intercept and kill him.

Wu Lingxiao's voice carried a deep chill:

And the result?

The evil path ancestor did not even touch the corner of his clothes. He was toyed with by his bizarre movement techniques for three whole days, and finally, when his strength was exhausted, Ye Xuan sealed his throat with a single sword strike.

The Kunpeng Free and Unfettered Roaming...

Zi Yao read out this name through gritted teeth:

Not only that.

Xia Lengyue took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, but the killing intent in her eyes grew even stronger:

Have you noticed? He is getting stronger.

In every battle, whether facing a group attack or a one-on-one duel, whether facing poison arts or formations, he can quickly find the flaws.

He is using the people we sent as target practice! He is using slaughter to sharpen his Dao!

In an instant, an unprecedented immense sense of losing control turned into a cold, hissing poisonous snake, tightly wrapping around the hearts of the three peerless female emperors.

They had sat high in the clouds for too long, accustomed to playing with all things in the world in the palms of their hands, and even more accustomed to Ye Xuan being the most obedient, dead-set vassal at their feet.

But now, that toy who once could only survive by depending on their whims was wildly transforming at a speed completely beyond common sense, making them shudder!

The golden scale is not a thing of the pool; he is using the blood of his enemies to temper his fangs and claws, about to completely tear apart the cage they wove and soar above the nine heavens!

This cannot go on.

Wu Lingxiao suddenly stood up, flicking her phoenix robe, a trace of decisiveness flashing in her eyes:

Kunwu Continent is almost here.

We can no longer use these piecemeal tactics. Since he wants to play big, we will completely break his wings!

I have the exact same intention.

Xia Lengyue sneered, a glint of cold light flashing in her eyes: I have already contacted the chief disciple of the Heavenly Fiend Hall, Tiansha. He is a monster at the mid Void Refinement stage. As long as the price is right, he is very willing to make a move.

The three gorgeous yet vicious women exchanged glances from afar, the madness and reluctance in the depths of their eyes intertwining once more, reaching a dark consensus.

They absolutely refused to admit their error in judgment, and even less did they believe that Ye Xuan could keep winning.

In the face of true foundations and the absolute power of a Void Refinement stage monster, his so-called miracles were destined to be nothing but bubbles that would pop with a single poke!

On the flying boat, the warm breeze was intoxicating.

On the soft couch of top-grade snow jade fox fur, Ye Xuan was comfortably holding the petite and soft Ying'er in his arms.

The little girl's face was slightly red as she kept her head down, peeling a spirit fruit with her slender fingers. The sea of clouds churned around them, and golden sunlight spilled onto the flying boat's formation shield, refracting brilliant halos of light.

Suddenly, Ye Xuan's slightly closed eyes snapped open.

In those deep eyes, the lazy look instantly faded away, replaced by a heart-palpitating coldness.

The smile on the corners of his mouth had not completely faded, but his entire aura had undergone an earth-shattering change.

Master? Ying'er noticed Ye Xuan's abnormality, the spirit fruit in her hand pausing slightly as she looked up in bewilderment.

Stay inside like a good girl, and no matter what happens, do not come out.

Ye Xuan gently patted Ying'er's head. The next moment, his figure suddenly blurred.

Ye Xuan's figure had already shot out of the flying boat's protective formation like a sharp sword, standing proudly amidst the astral winds of the nine heavens.

The fierce wind howled, blowing against his long robes.

High in the sky, just a hundred rods away in front of Ye Xuan, the void rippled like water waves, and a slender figure slowly emerged.

It was a man wearing a grayish-black long robe.

He stood in mid-air with a very lazy posture, his stance even appearing somewhat slouching.

However, his narrow eyes revealed an extreme coldness that disregarded all living beings.

The moment the surrounding spiritual energy touched his body, it was as if it encountered some kind of absolute dead silence, freezing and withering away.

Void Refinement stage!

And a top-tier powerhouse who had fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

"Someone paid a heavy price to buy your life."

The man yawned, looking at Ye Xuan absentmindedly. "The employer was very generous. The chips they offered were something even I couldn't refuse."

Hearing this, the faces of three women instantly flashed through Ye Xuan's mind.

The corners of his mouth curled into a mocking arc, his eyes full of disdain. "They wouldn't kill me."

A hint of surprise flashed in the gray-robed man's eyes, but he immediately nodded, generously admitting it. "Correct. The employer's request was very strange. They just asked me to cripple you and leave you with one breath. You can call me Tiansha."

"Tiansha?" Ye Xuan sneered, his hands clasped behind his back. "The Chief Disciple of the Tiansha Hall, a top-tier assassin rumored to have assassinated an old monster at the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm. I have heard of you."

Tiansha looked Ye Xuan up and down with a condescending, scrutinizing gaze, and shook his head slightly.

"Mid-stage of the Soul Formation Realm... To be able to cultivate to this level as a rogue cultivator at your age, you can be considered to have some strength. But, it is not enough. Far from enough."

The moment his voice fell, Tiansha no longer suppressed his aura.

"Rumble!"

A terrifying pressure belonging to the mid-stage of the Void Refinement Realm poured down like a hundred thousand mountains!

The clouds within a radius of a hundred miles were instantly shredded to pieces by this imposing manner, and even the void began to let out wails of being overwhelmed.

"The gap in realms is like an uncrossable chasm. Kneel down and surrender now, disperse all your resisting spiritual energy, and I will be quick about it so you can suffer a little less." Tiansha's voice echoed between heaven and earth, carrying an unquestionable coldness.

Facing this kind of pressure that was enough to shatter the courage of an ordinary Soul Formation Realm cultivator, Ye Xuan merely cracked his neck and let out an uncaring scoff.

"Make me suffer a little less? Then... let's see you try."

"Clang!"

A high-pitched sword chime pierced the clouds and resounded through the nine heavens!

Ye Xuan reached back and grabbed, and an ancient longsword burning with crimson divine flames broke through the void—it was the Sun-Slaying Divine Sword!

Without any nonsense, Ye Xuan stepped into the void, and the phantom of a Kunpeng flashed past his back.

His speed reached the extreme as he took the initiative to attack, transforming into a crimson sword beam capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, slashing straight at the center of Tiansha's brows.

"You're courting death."

Tiansha's eyes turned cold, his expression filled with the disdain of being provoked by the weak.

Facing Ye Xuan's astonishingly powerful sword strike, he did not even draw his weapon. He merely raised his right hand nonchalantly and fiercely waved his wide sleeve.

"Bang!"

The terrifying mighty power of the Void Refinement Realm erupted instantly. That was not just a crushing suppression of spiritual energy, but an initial mastery over the laws of the world.

Ye Xuan only felt that the sword qi he was so proud of had crashed into an invisible and indestructible barrier.

Immediately after, a destructive rebound force poured back like a tsunami!

"Pfft!"

Ye Xuan's entire body trembled violently as he violently spat out a mouthful of blood. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger that held the sword instantly split open, and his whole person was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string. He tumbled dozens of times in mid-air before he barely managed to stabilize his figure.

With just one move, he was heavily injured.

The gap in realms was simply too vast. Between the Soul Formation Realm and the Void Refinement Realm lay an absolute chasm in the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.

"Boring." Tiansha retracted his hand, his expression indifferent. "Those capable of fighting an enemy across an entire major realm must be peerless monstrous geniuses who crown an era. Obviously, you don't have those qualifications."