406: Both body and soul destroyed

"Ah—!!! No—!!!"

Blood Net's Primordial Spirit let out a final, distorted, blood-curdling scream, filled with endless fear and unwillingness!

Boom—!!!

The blood-colored Primordial Spirit exploded suddenly, like a firework being lit!

It turned into countless tiny specks of blood-colored light, carrying a final trace of resentment, slowly drifting above the arena, and finally returning to nothingness!

Body and Spirit Destroyed! Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!

Silence! A deathly silence!

The entire Tianshu Peak plaza seemed to have been hit by a pause button!

Everyone was like a clay statue or a carved wooden figure, maintaining their expressions and movements from the previous moment, staring blankly at the slowly dissipating blood-colored light specks above the arena, and at that figure on the stage—straight as a pine, his Xuanxing Daoist robe stained with blood, his face pale, yet his eyes as sharp as a sword!

Nascent Soul... performing a reverse-slaughter... a Late Stage Soul Transformation comparable to Void Refining... Blood Net... has fallen?!

This... how is this possible?!

The sound of swallowing saliva rose and fell across the deathly silent plaza, appearing exceptionally clear.

"Gulp..."

"Dead... is he dead?"

"Blood Net... was... was killed by True Disciple Yao?!"

"Body and Spirit Destroyed... Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering..."

After a brief, suffocating silence, there was an uproar and a frenzy that was completely out of control, like a volcanic eruption!

"He won! Senior Brother Yao won!!"

"My god! What did I just see?! A Nascent Soul killing a Late Stage Soul Transformation?! And it was Blood Net?!"

"Yao Delong! Yao Delong! Yao Delong!!"

"Long live the Yin Yang Sect! True Disciple Yao is invincible!!"

The Disciples of the Yin Yang Sect went completely crazy!

The long-suppressed humiliation, anger, and despair turned into the most fanatical cheers and shouts at this moment!

The sound waves were like a tsunami, sweeping across the entire Tianshu Peak!

Countless Disciples were flushed with excitement, waving their arms, shouting at the top of their lungs the name of the one who created the miracle!

Lin Qingxue, Liu Rumei, and Luo Miaomiao had already stood up in excitement, their pretty faces flushed red, their beautiful eyes glistening with unusual brilliance, filled with incomparable pride and excitement!

He won! He really did it! With a Nascent Soul body, he performed a reverse-slaughter of a Soul Transformation!

On the high platform, White Cloud Master stroked his beard and laughed loudly, his eyes filled with gratification and shock!

Leng Yuekui finally unclenched her jade hand, let out a long sigh of relief, and a beautiful smile bloomed on her cold face.

Peak Masters like Ji Yanshuang and Liu Yue were even more uncontrollably excited!

"Good! Good! Good! Well killed!"

Chiyan Peak Master Ji Yanshuang even slapped the table and stood up!

On the Nine Nether Sect seats, there was dead silence!

Ye Wushang's face was ashen, like ten-thousand-year-old ice, and terrifying killing intent and rage radiated from his body that made one's heart palpitate!

He stared fixedly at the figure on the arena, his teeth chattering, and in his eyes was undisguised, deep-seated resentment!

Blood Net! The Prodigy his Nine Nether Sect had spent countless efforts to cultivate, the one with the most hope of breaking through to Void Refining, had actually... actually been lost at the hands of a Nascent Soul junior?! A great humiliation!

On the arena, Yao Delong panted heavily, his face pale as paper, his body swaying slightly.

The medicinal power of the nine revolutions profound yang pill had long since passed, and forcibly activating the third form of the Lesser Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, "Extinction," and the Heart Sword Instant Kill, had almost completely drained the Yuan power and Divine Soul energy within him!

A strong sense of weakness surged in like a tide.

But he still stood straight! His sharp gaze swept across the Nine Nether Sect direction, finally landing on Ye Wushang's resentful face, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold arc.

He knew very well in his heart that he could win this battle because seven parts depended on strength, and three parts on calculation!

If it weren't for Blood Net's arrogance and contempt for him, giving him the chance to launch a Divine Soul surprise attack and the Extinction sword light, he would have had no chance of winning against the opponent's terrifying strength and strange sea of blood!

This Devil Head died under his own arrogance!

However, a win is a win! A Nascent Soul killing a Late Stage Soul Transformation! Such a feat is enough to shake the entire Eastern Region!

"Yao Delong! Yao Delong! Yao Delong!"

The mountain-shaking and sea-roaring shouts, like a surging tide, impacted every corner of the Tianshu Peak plaza over and over again!

The Yin Yang Sect Disciples were flushed and hoarse, pouring all their excitement, ecstasy, and the joy of exhalation into the name of the one standing in the center of the arena, pale but with a posture like a sword!

On the viewing platform, the big shots of various forces could not calm the shock in their hearts for a long time, and their gazes toward Yao Delong were filled with unprecedented complex emotions.

This child's foundation is already set!

The Soul Transformation stage, for him, is just a matter of course!

Even the Void Refining stage, which makes countless Cultivators shrink back, is by no means out of reach!

Being able to invoke the power of heaven and earth to bless the sword formation during the Nascent Soul Stage and erupt with a terrifying killing move at the Peak of Soul Transformation—the potential of such a Prodigy is simply immeasurable!

Myriad Sword Valley Master Li Wangsheng, this powerful figure who dominated the Eastern Region with his Sword Dao, felt mixed emotions at this moment.

He had originally harbored some thoughts of letting the most outstanding Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator under his Sect take the stage to spar with Yao Delong and use his sharpness to hone his sword heart.

But after witnessing the terrifying methods of the Immortal Slaying Extinction and the God Slaying Annihilation just now, this thought had long since vanished.

"A whetstone?"

Li Wangsheng smiled bitterly in his heart, "I'm afraid it would be sending them into a meat grinder, to be crushed until not even slag remains!"

No matter how outstanding his Disciples were, it was absolutely impossible for them to master such Heaven-Defying sword formation Fusion and Divine Soul killing techniques at the Nascent Soul Stage!

Yao Delong's existence has already exceeded the category of "Genius"; he is a true "Prodigy"!

Some Sect Heads and Elders of small Schools saw it clearly, and their minds became active.

The Yin Yang Sect was already one of the four great immortal Sects in the Eastern Region, with a deep foundation, and now they have produced such a peerless Prodigy as Yao Delong, who appears once in ten thousand years!

Given time, once he grows up, the strength of the Yin Yang Sect will definitely go to a higher level, and might even break the delicate balance between the four great immortal Sects!

"Congratulations, Sect Head White! Congratulations to the Yin Yang Sect! With such a Qilin son, the prosperity of the Sect is just around the corner!"

"True Disciple Yao's strength crowns his peers! He is the number one Nascent Soul in the Eastern Region! Deserved reputation!"

"More than just the number one Nascent Soul! Such a Heaven-Defying record, unprecedented! The name of True Disciple Yao will surely resound throughout the Eastern Region!"

All kinds of compliments and exclamations rose and fell, filled with sincere shock and deliberate attempts to befriend.

What they said was not false; a Nascent Soul performing a reverse-slaughter of a Late Stage Soul Transformation and causing him to have his Body and Spirit Destroyed—there has never been a record of this in the long history of the Eastern Region! Too terrifying! Too shocking! And too... cruel!

Looking at the upright and handsome young man on the arena, who was lethal in every move and merciless when he fought, this decisiveness in killing made people feel even more awe.

"Let's go!"

Ye Wushang squeezed one word out from between his teeth, his voice cold and bone-chilling.

He had no face left, nor any intention to stay here to attend any ceremony.

The Nine Nether Sect group was silent as cicadas in winter, rising one after another, preparing to steer that huge white bone Flying Boat away.

"Senior Ye, wait a moment!"

Just at this moment, a calm yet clear voice rang out, instantly drowning out the noise of the entire venue.

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to see that on the arena, although Yao Delong's face was pale and his aura weak, his waist was still straight.

He looked calmly at the departing Ye Wushang, the corners of his mouth even curling into a faint, imperceptible arc.