Chapter 64: Chapter 64 - Terrifying Sword Intent

Originally, Song Yang didn't care about competing with Liu Yiyang in terms of spirit stones. After all, it was just an auction.

For Song Yang, not to mention the 300 million high-grade spirit stones, even tens of billions wouldn't catch his eye with the wealth of the Shura Palace.

However, Liu Yiyang went beyond expectations, first asking Song Yang to withdraw and, when ignored, had the audacity to threaten him. That was enough to awaken Song Yang's irritation.

"You know... there is no one who threatens me who is still alive."

When he finished speaking, the door of private room N1 opened with a silent creak, and Song Yang appeared with a completely indifferent expression. Then, he extended his finger, and an incredible sword energy began to accumulate at the tip of his finger.

"Your Highness... I did not... threaten you."

Liu Yiyang suddenly felt pale and stammered, but all he could perceive was Song Yang's piercing gaze, filled with such intense murderous intent that it was almost visible.

Faced with that murderous intent mixed with sword intent, he could barely breathe, let alone resist. At the same time, his mind struggled to accept the idea that Song Yang truly dared to kill him.

'Does this prince really dare to kill me?'

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But all these thoughts were dissipated the moment the sword energy shot from Song Yang's fingers towards him.

As the sword energy was about to approach, a formation began to glow around Liu Yiyang's body, as if to block the sword energy.

Seeing this, Liu Yiyang gave a slight smile, and his mind, which was previously consumed by fear, gradually regained confidence.

Although his cultivation was only at the Royal Realm, he was a formation master at the peak of the 7th level and naturally had trump cards to save his life.

This formation was one of them: a portable formation that cost countless treasures to create. It could resist even the full attack of a 9-Star Saint for a few minutes.

But, to Liu Yiyang's shock, when the sword energy collided with the formation, it was immediately sliced through as if it were paper, and the sword energy pierced Liu Yiyang's forehead.

After all, in the Shura Palace, he possessed countless low-grade sacred techniques, enough to form piles and more piles of techniques.

These techniques were primarily acquired through looting during the destruction of the Celestial Sword Sect, as well as some payments and the extraction from the corpses of targets.

Only when people confirmed that Song Yang had truly left did the murmurs start to resurface.

"What just happened? Did His Highness really kill the president of the Formation Masters Association?"

"That's not important. Didn't you feel that sword intent? What level has the Eighth Prince's sword skill reached? I've never felt anything like it."

"Yes, I felt that if I moved, my soul would be shattered by that sword intent!"

In a hall, located above the third floor of the Yan Chamber of Commerce Pavilion — curiously, or not, the same place Liu Yiyang had observed earlier — a young man stood with bloodshot eyes, glaring angrily at an old man.

The old man was dressed in a light blue robe and was slightly hunched.

"Uncle Si, why the hell did you stop me?"

This young man was none other than Yan Suye, who had previously delivered the invitation to Song Yang.

Yan Suye's anger was because, seeing that Song Yang was about to act, he had prepared to step in and ask him to stop, but the old man had prevented him.

"Hmph, if I hadn't stopped you and Song Yang wanted your life, could you have protected yourself?" The old man, known as Uncle Si, snorted in response.

"But I have you to protect me, Uncle Si. You're a powerful 4-Star Saint, while Song Yang is at most a 1-Star Saint," Yan Suye said, somewhat puzzled.

"A 1-Star Saint? Haha, that's the best joke I've heard today."

"The aura he emitted at that moment seemed to be that of a 4-Star Saint, but it was even more oppressive than the Patriarch."

"Not to mention that incredible sword intent—something I've never seen in my life. Even the sword intent of the late Chu Yifan doesn't compare to Song Yang."