302: Lingchi the Ninth Prince

The Ninth Prince's face was ashen, not from fright at the Sword Qi.

Rather, it was because Lin Ye was only fighting him with his sword-finger, while he had used his trump card.

A Purple Mansion Cultivator, using a dragon head ring, yet the opponent still looked down on him so much.

“Lin Ye, you deserve to die!!!”

The Ninth Prince's robes fluttered, his long hair danced wildly, and the golden light on his body intensified greatly; in the next moment, he unleashed a punch.

Crack, crack, crack, crack…

This punch unleashed a pillar of light; wherever the light pillar passed, even the air let out a mournful sound and began to shatter layer by layer.

That pillar of light directly blasted towards the Pacifying Chaos Sword Qi.

Accompanied by a roar, heaven and earth trembled, the Void Realm vibrated violently, and large swathes of golden light and Sword Qi erupted; the two had clashed.

“Clang!” Sparks flew, Sword Qi surged, sword-fingers and fists collided, Sword Qi raged, True Dragons roared, and their collision circulated endless brilliant runes.

The weaker Cultivators in the stands only felt their eardrums ache, their eyes unable to open, their five senses blurred, and they all squinted their eyes and closed off their hearing, lest they be injured.

Lin Ye's long hair was disheveled, his eyes clear and intimidating; his body was glowing, Sword Qi gushing forth, and as the Sword Qi surged, the illusory battlefield behind him became increasingly solid; he stood in front of that phenomenon, like a God King spanning eternity, possessing terrifying might.

In contrast, although the Ninth Prince was surrounded by Dragon Qi, his face was ferocious and his eyes were bloodshot.

He had no imperial bearing whatsoever, truly losing all face.

The Martial Saint Emperor's eyes gleamed with a cold light.

He increasingly felt that his choice was correct; if the Ninth Prince truly took over the position of Saint Emperor, not to mention whether Consort Shu would exhaust all means to control the Imperial Dynasty.

Just the Ninth Prince's current appearance was an insult to him!

If he hadn't lived a second life, wouldn't his illustrious self in this life be directly nailed to the pillar of shame?! For finding such an idiot to succeed him.

On the arena, seeing his attack truly blocked by Lin Ye's two fingers.

The golden light on the Ninth Prince's body grew even more intense, and the Dragon Head on the ring seemed to come alive, roaring at Lin Ye.

He was like a madman, constantly activating the dragon head ring with spiritual power.

With a bang, five-colored auspicious light bloomed in the sky, and that light poured down, enveloping the Ninth Prince.

“Hehe… Lin Ye, you will pay the price for your arrogance!!!”

The Ninth Prince, enveloped in auspicious light, suddenly charged towards Lin Ye.

Boom, boom, boom, boom…

Dragon Qi and auspicious light intertwined, constantly emitting roars, and cracks even appeared on the arena.

The Ninth Prince's fist, enveloped in True Dragon Qi, collided with Lin Ye's sword-finger; Divine Power surged, and light illuminated the sky.

In just an instant, the two exchanged dozens of blows; metallic clangs shook heaven and earth, runes sparkled, colliding with lightning and thunder, creating astonishing phenomena.

As the battlefield phenomenon behind Lin Ye became increasingly solid, a hint of red light seemed to flash in his eyes.

Swish!!!

A Sword Qi swept out, directly tearing apart the auspicious light wrapped around the Ninth Prince, leaving him wide open.

And the Sword Qi's momentum did not diminish, carrying a Void Realm tremor, striking towards the Ninth Prince's chest.

“Hmm?!”

The Ninth Prince had no time to be horrified; he suddenly threw a punch, wanting to scatter the sword light; accompanied by a roar, his fist collided with the Sword Qi.

This strike directly caused the Ninth Prince to lose control of his body and retreat backward.

Having been clashing with Lin Ye, he only felt that as time passed, the opponent's Sword Qi became heavier and more terrifying.

If Lin Ye's Sword Qi was like a giant rock before, now it was like a mountain.

Even though he had overdrawn and used True Dragon Qi, he still couldn't contend with that Sword Qi.

Damn it!!!

The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth; he didn't believe a person could be so Heaven-Defying.

But before he could counterattack, a figure appeared before him.

It was Lin Ye!!!

He had already charged forward at the same time the Ninth Prince retreated.

In haste, the Ninth Prince had no time to think, and thrust his hands forward fiercely.

Boom!!!

A True Dragon's shadow actually appeared on these two fists; it was the Martial Saint Emperor's Cultivation Technique, this peerless Divine Ability fully formed by borrowing the Imperial Dao Qi, now blooming here.

In an instant, splendid runes spread, the True Dragon's shadow roared as it charged towards Lin Ye, golden light as vast as a tide, suppressing all enemies.

For ordinary Prodigies, this was definitely a killing blow.

After all, the borrowed Imperial Dao Qi was simply too terrifying.

The Ninth Prince thought so too, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

But in the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

Hiss!!!

A piercing sound rang out; within the True Dragon's shadow, Lin Ye's sword-finger thrust forward, actually piercing directly through the True Dragon formed by the Imperial Dao Qi!!!

Lin Ye's sword-finger carried a trace of strange and ominous black Qi.

It was that black Qi, seemingly indestructible, making the True Dragon's shadow appear like paper in front of it.

Darn it!!!

Seeing Lin Ye lunging at him, the Ninth Prince knew the tide had turned; he had lost!!! Because of overdrawing the Imperial Dao Qi, his entire body was now sore.

If his strongest move couldn't defeat Lin Ye, then severe injury awaited him!

Thinking of this, the Ninth Prince no longer hesitated, opened his mouth, and was about to shout the words of surrender.

In his opinion, he had already performed brilliantly enough; what if he couldn't defeat Lin Ye at this moment? Lin Ye wouldn't live much longer anyway.

As long as he shouted the words of surrender, a powerful expert would step forward and rescue him.

“I surr…”

Boom!!!

The Ninth Prince had just uttered two words, and before he could say the word 'render', he felt a pain in his throat; a leg swept across, erupting with hundreds of streams of bloody Qi, and as the bloody Qi exploded, that force also heavily struck the Ninth Prince's throat.

A huge roar echoed on the arena.

If the Ninth Prince hadn't had the final protection of the Imperial Dao Qi and auspicious light, this kick would have taken off his head.

Even with the protection, his throat visibly caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and minced meat.

He widened his eyes, reaching out as if to stop Lin Ye from continuing, because he could no longer speak.

But Lin Ye ignored his gesture.

Swish!!!

Lin Ye formed sword seals with both hands, Sword Qi intertwined, dense and countless, like a river pouring down, or ocean waves surging, rumbling and covering the Ninth Prince.

And Lin Ye could also control these Sword Qi.

He did not directly shred the Ninth Prince, but sometimes, being alive was more painful.

Puff, puff, puff, puff…

Dense sounds of flesh being pierced rang out, accompanied by splashing blood; chunks of flesh were cut off the Ninth Prince's body.

But because he couldn't scream at this moment, he could only stare with wide eyes, his face distorted, and he couldn't dodge.