If You Want War, Then War It Is

Ye Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his chest heaving violently. However, there was not the slightest hint of fear or retreat in his eyes; instead, a terrifying madness and excitement ignited within them.

"A peerless monster?"

Ye Xuan lowered his head, letting out bursts of low laughter. Then, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning like torches. "I am no peerless monster. I am merely an evil spirit that has reincarnated through ten thousand lifetimes!"

At this moment, the aura within Ye Xuan's body was no longer concealed, beginning to surge madly in a way that defied the common sense of the cultivation world!

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Scripture erupted completely!

Gray reincarnation qi surged from his body, blotting out the sky and the sun. Guided by this reincarnation qi, the space surrounding Ye Xuan's back began to violently distort.

A majestic, ancient phantom, exuding endless vicissitudes of time, slowly emerged behind him.

The phantom's face was identical to Ye Xuan's, but its eyes were as deep as the abyss, having settled through billions of years of time.

It was exactly Ye Xuan from one of his past lives!

The moment the phantom appeared, the combat experience and understanding of the Great Dao from two lifetimes perfectly blended together.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's hands rapidly formed seals, and an ancient, chaotic aura shot up into the sky.

The Five Elements Chaos Art!

The five extreme elemental powers of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth formed a perfect cycle around him, ultimately evolving into a chaotic domain that devoured everything.

Although his cultivation aura was still only at the mid Soul Formation stage, the quality and pressure of his spiritual power infinitely approached the Void Refinement stage!

And what made Tiansha feel his blood run cold the most was that the majestic phantom behind Ye Xuan actually slowly opened its eyes and spoke to itself in a tone that looked down upon the entire world:

"A Soul Formation fighting a Void Refinement? No problem."

"Playing tricks!" Tiansha laughed out of extreme anger. His hands formed seals, and hundreds of pitch-black wind blades instantly condensed in the void. Each blade was mixed with space-tearing dharma power, overwhelmingly sweeping toward Ye Xuan to strangle him.

"Kunpeng's Free Roaming!"

Ye Xuan's true body had eyes that were calm to the extreme. He did not take the attack head-on. His figure instantly transformed into a Kunpeng striking the nine heavens, weaving through the dense pitch-black wind blades.

His flawless dao body emitted a glowing treasure light, and his perception of danger was sharp to the finest hair. Every turn, every shift, perfectly dodged the most fatal attacks.

And when encountering large-scale killing moves that could not be avoided, Ye Xuan brought his fingers together like a sword:

"Great Luo Limitless Sword Qi!"

Streaks of grayish sword qi, carrying an aura of dead silence, were slashed out. This Great Luo Limitless Sword Qi specialized in breaking all methods, forcefully cutting paths of survival within Tiansha's law storm!

This was not over yet.

While Ye Xuan was defending and dodging, the phantom of his past life behind him was not idle.

The past life phantom pressed its hands down in the void, and the Five Elements Chaos Art circulated madly.

"Five elements generate and counter, chaos reverses, go!"

Boom!

An angry dragon formed purely from five elements chaos qi roared out. Opening its abyssal mouth, it actually directly swallowed all of Tiansha's remaining law wind blades, and even used the opponent's spiritual power to viciously crash into Tiansha's protective astral qi.

The more Tiansha fought, the more alarmed he became, and the more unbelievable he found it.

How was this a mid Soul Formation cultivator?

Not only was the opponent's movement technique incredibly bizarre and his physical body peerlessly tough, but the most terrifying thing was his combat awareness, which was chillingly calm!

The void traps he was so proud of were casually detonated by the opponent's sword qi right after they were set up. His chain spells with hidden killing intent were accurately neutralized layer by layer by the opponent, like peeling silk from a cocoon.

"Damn it! What kind of monster is this kid?!"

Tiansha's pride as an assassin was completely shattered, and he was thoroughly enraged.

"Buzz!"

A pitch-black spear exuding dense death qi appeared in Tiansha's hands. His eyes were bloodshot at this moment. How could he still care about the employer's requirement of do not kill!

"Die for me!! Void Shattering Tribulation!"

Tiansha roared, pushing his initial Void Refinement cultivation to the extreme, and thrust out his spear!

This spear strike locked down all spatial retreat paths around Ye Xuan.

Wherever the spear passed, space shattered piece by piece like a mirror, turning into a void storm that destroyed everything, intent on thoroughly grinding Ye Xuan into meat paste!

Facing this terrifying strike that was enough to obliterate any Soul Formation stage cultivator, Ye Xuan not only did not retreat, but his eyes flashed with unprecedented fanaticism.

"Block it!"

At this moment, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Scripture within his body operated to the verge of overloading.

Following his explosive shout, behind him, beside the majestic phantom, space split apart like ripples of water once again!

Another phantom appeared!

It was exactly Ye Xuan's even earlier past life, Xuantian Sword Venerable!

The moment the phantom of Xuantian Sword Venerable appeared, the Sun-Slaying Divine Sword in Ye Xuan's hand let out an unprecedented cry of joy.

A peerless sword intent, sharp enough to sever even the void, shot up into the sky from Ye Xuan's body!

At this moment, countless sword dao insights flooded into Ye Xuan's mind, and he once again mastered that infamous taboo spell from his past life:

"The Immortal Slaughtering Art!"

Facing Tiansha's world-destroying void spear, Ye Xuan slowly raised the longsword in his hand.

His movements were not fast, but they carried a dao rhythm of the greatest sound being silent and the greatest form being formless.

There were no complicated sword moves, only the purest will to slaughter.

"Slash!"

A sword slashed out!

A blood-red sword beam, as thin as a gossamer thread, silently cut open the oncoming void storm.

The characteristic of the Immortal Slaughtering Art erupted: ignoring defenses, severing the origin!

"Screech!"

The blood-red sword beam collided with the pitch-black spear. There was no deafening explosion, only a teeth-grinding cutting sound. The top-grade spirit treasure spear in Tiansha's hand actually had a section of its tip forcefully sliced off!

"What?" Tiansha was dumbfounded, staring at the broken magical treasure in his hand, his mind going completely blank.

However, the ensuing battle made him feel an unprecedented absurdity.

With the sword dao blessing of Xuantian Sword Venerable, Ye Xuan's methods emerged endlessly to a hair-raising degree.

For the formations set up by Tiansha, Ye Xuan only needed one glance to find the formation core and break it with a single sword strike.

For the divine abilities and spells cast by Tiansha, Ye Xuan could always use countering minor spells to neutralize them at the minimum cost.

When Tiansha tried to use Void Refinement stage spatial shifting to pull open the distance, he found that Ye Xuan's Kunpeng movement technique was already waiting for him at his landing spot.

Stifled! Extreme stifling!

Tiansha felt like a brawny man with nothing but brute strength facing a grandmaster whose skills had already reached the realm of the gods.

He had the spiritual power reserves of the Void Refinement stage in vain, yet he was restricted, seen through, and toyed with at every turn!

"I don't believe it! How could I, the grand Tiansha, lose to a Soul Formation ant like you!"

Tiansha thoroughly descended into madness; his self-esteem had completely collapsed.

"Boom!"

Tiansha viciously pounded his chest, burning all of his natal essence blood!

His originally grayish-black robe was dyed blood red, and his initial Void Refinement cultivation was forcefully elevated to the peak of Void Refinement at this moment!

"Blood Hell Asura Kill!"

He transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall blood-colored demon god, wielding a broken spear. With a tragic momentum of mutual destruction, he locked onto Ye Xuan.

"Want to fight for your life?"

A cruel sneer curled up at the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth.

"Then I will grant your wish."

"Myriad Selves Return to One!"

At this moment, the two great phantoms completely merged with his true body. The crimson flames on the Sun-Slaying Divine Sword turned into a blinding pure white!

Meanwhile.

Above the Nine Heavens, the three women who had been hiding in the void palace watching the battle were now completely panicked.

"Damn it! Is Tiansha crazy? He is burning his essence blood to kill Junior Brother!" Xia Lengyue's face was deathly pale as she screamed.

"Quick! Save him! We absolutely cannot let him die here!" Zi Yao was also pale with fright, immediately preparing to tear through the void and rush out.

Wu Lingxiao directly crushed the armrest of her dragon throne. Her imperial aura erupted as she prepared to forcefully intervene in this battle.

They had originally just wanted to see Ye Xuan suffer a setback, and then descend as his saviors.

But now, the situation had completely spiraled out of control. Even they felt a trace of dread from Tiansha's strike; how could Ye Xuan possibly block it?

However, at the critical moment when they were about to make a move.

In the Heaven-Peering Mirror, a cluster of blindingly pure white sword light erupted.

There was no earth-shattering boom.

Only an extremely faint crack.

The white light dissipated.

In the void, the massive body of the Blood Hell Demon God froze in place.

Tiansha maintained his forward-charging posture, madness and disbelief still lingering in his eyes.

A light breeze blew past.

A fine line of blood appeared on Tiansha's glabella. Immediately after, his physical body, Nascent Soul, and even his divine soul instantly turned into a sky full of fine powder, dissipating with the wind.

A dignified Void Refinement realm almighty, the chief assassin of the Tiansha Hall, was wiped out cleanly and thoroughly by a single sword strike!

And Ye Xuan stood proudly in the void, sheathing his sword.

Inside the void palace, there was a deathly silence.

Only the sound of heavy breathing echoed in the spacious hall.

Wu Lingxiao slumped blankly onto the dragon throne, her empress's majesty completely gone, her voice trembling:

"Soul Formation... slaying Void Refinement? And a Void Refinement who went all out..."

"To think that Husband... is actually a peerless monster hidden so deeply!"

Zi Yao covered her red lips, her beautiful eyes full of horror and disbelief:

"What were those two phantoms he just summoned?"

"Just how many things is he hiding from us?"

Xia Lengyue's eyes, after waves of terror, turned into extreme anger and paranoia.

She gritted her teeth and yelled:

"No! It can't go on like this!"

"His strength is improving at a terrifying speed! He can slay a Void Refinement expert at the Soul Formation realm. When he reaches Void Refinement or Body Integration, will we still be able to suppress him?"

"I'm going to capture him and bring him back right now! Immediately! At once! We are raising a tiger that will eventually bite us!"

Saying that, Xia Lengyue turned around and was about to rush out of the palace.

"Halt!"

Wu Lingxiao suddenly gave a cold shout.

Xia Lengyue stopped in her tracks, turning her head with red eyes, "You still want to protect him?"

Wu Lingxiao shook her head weakly, a deep bitterness and helplessness appearing on her breathtakingly beautiful and arrogant face:

"Capture him and bring him back? And then what? What can you do to him?"

"I..." Xia Lengyue froze.

Wu Lingxiao took a deep breath, her tone full of dejection:

"In front of Ye Xuan, can we really harden our hearts?"

"Could we bear to deal him a lethal blow? No, we couldn't even bear to severely injure him, which is why we spent money to hire someone else."

"Even if we bring him back, if he beats and scolds us, or points his sword at us, can we resist? Would we dare to resist?"

Wu Lingxiao closed her eyes. "He understands us too well. He knows where our weaknesses are, and he knows we wouldn't dare do anything real to him."

Zi Yao also leaned against the wall dejectedly, laughing in self-mockery:

"Yes... We don't dare to actually kill him, and we can't bear to actually cripple his cultivation. Bringing him back would only result in him pointing at our noses and humiliating us again. In front of him, we actually have no power to resist at all."

The dagger in Xia Lengyue's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Her expression was angered to the extreme, yet she was helpless. Like a trapped beast unable to vent, she fiercely punched a pillar:

"Then what should we do? Are we just going to watch him fly higher and higher, completely escaping our control?"

Looking at the on-the-verge-of-collapse Xia Lengyue, Wu Lingxiao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing a trace of tremor in her heart that even she dared not admit.

She slowly leaned back on the dragon throne, smoothed out her slightly messy phoenix robes, and once again covered her breathtakingly beautiful face with a cold and arrogant mask.

"Lengyue, you are too impatient."

Wu Lingxiao shook her head, her tone revealing a lofty certainty, "No one can remain undefeated forever, and the same goes for Ye Xuan."

"But he just killed with one sword..." Xia Lengyue suddenly looked up.

"So what?"

Wu Lingxiao unceremoniously interrupted her, her eyes cold. "Relying on a bit of legacy from his past life, he burned his origin essence blood just to barely win this round. How many times can he use such a life-risking method? In this cruel cultivation world, a momentary brilliance means nothing. His failure is inevitable; therefore, we just need to wait patiently."

"Indeed." Zi Yao had also calmed down by now.

She reached out her jade hand, gently tucking the loose hair behind her ear, a smile curling on her lips. "Sister Lingxiao is right. Thinking about it calmly, what is Tiansha anyway? He isn't some monstrous genius at all, just an ordinary Void Refinement cultivator. This doesn't count for much at all."

Zi Yao walked up to the Heaven-Peering Mirror. Looking at Ye Xuan's safe and sound figure in the mirror, a flash of disdain crossed her eyes:

"Tiansha is nothing but an assassin who cannot see the light of day, relying on sneak attacks and unorthodox methods to kill. He lacks the foundation of a top-tier holy land, possesses no top-tier magical treasures for protection, and certainly has no invincible Dao heart. A Void Refinement cultivator from such a wild background is too watered down."

"In the Three Thousand Dao States, monsters are countless."

"The divine sons of ancient desolate families and the holy maidens of immortal sects—which one of them wasn't fed with heavenly treasures? Which one of them doesn't fight across realms as easily as drinking water? Furthermore, there are those immortal fetuses awakening from self-sealed divine sources... Compared to them, Ye Xuan's little unpresentable trump cards are simply a joke."

Listening to their analysis, the panic in Xia Lengyue's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a twisted anticipation:

"So that's how it is. It seems the Sword Emperor's Tomb in Kunwu State will be the place where his Dao heart shatters. There, the world's most supreme sword cultivators and prodigies are gathered. They won't underestimate their enemy like Tiansha did, much less give him the chance to employ schemes."

"Exactly." Wu Lingxiao looked at the mirror as if she had already seen the future, a cruel and confident curve hooking the corner of her mouth:

"Ye Xuan is bound to fail. Once his Dao heart is shattered and he is trampled underfoot by those true heavenly geniuses, crushing all of his pride... he will finally understand just how cruel the outside world truly is. He will come crying and throw himself into our arms just like a stray dog."

The three peerless beauties exchanged a smile, their hearts remaining as arrogant as ever.