51: Chapter 51 Running Away? Who said I ran away?

"Hehe, what am I doing?"

"Sending these beasts to the afterlife."

"Off you go..."

Zhao Yi waved his hand, throwing that phantom hill towards the Lingran Illusion Realm.

"Don't even think about it!"

Ye Qingyang hurriedly tried to block it, but the phantom hill passed straight through his body.

"How is this possible?"

Zhao Yi's use of Spells made Ye Qingyang feel like his centuries of cultivation had gone to the dogs.

Seeing the mountain turn from phantom to solid in mid-air and grow with the wind, it became a hundred-meter-high hill in just two or three breaths.

With a boom, it smashed onto the Lingran Illusion Realm, and the entire Bai Family was leveled by the mountain.

"You..."

"Saber, come!"

Estimating that his Spells were no match, Ye Qingyang planned to meet force with force, raising his saber and slashing at Zhao Yi.

Before the person even arrived, the cold Saber Qi blew Zhao Yi's hair.

"Flying Star Technique!"

Zhao Yi felt a bit of a sting; this Spell wasted too many Spirit Stones.

A Mid-Grade Spirit Stone quietly disappeared from Zhao Yi's hand.

"Hit!"

The disappearing Spirit Stone hit Ye Qingyang right on target.

Ye Qingyang, just a few steps away from Zhao Yi, was caught off guard and struck squarely by the Flying Star Technique.

"Die!"

"Burning Star Burst Fist!"

Looking at the dazed Ye Qingyang, Zhao Yi took advantage of his weakness to finish him off; using Collapse Step at the Nascent Soul Stage practically turned Zhao Yi into a bolt of lightning.

Before Ye Qingyang could react, he felt a pain in his abdomen and was sent flying into the air.

"Old man, I'll send you a bit further!"

Zhao Yi appeared behind Ye Qingyang at some point, raising the great sumeru treasure hoe and smashing it onto his back.

A heavy strike smashed Ye Qingyang from mid-air directly into the ground.

Looking at the human-shaped pit on the ground, Zhao Yi let out a long breath, finally feeling comfortable.

"Little thief, you've successfully enraged me."

Ye Qingyang's voice came from the pit.

"Rift Slash!"

Ye Qingyang's figure flickered in mid-air; he held the saber with both hands, raised it above his head, stared at Zhao Yi, and murmured to himself.

"Slash!"

With a swing of the saber, the Saber Qi actually manifested into a solid form and slashed directly at Zhao Yi.

"That's a long saber."

"So there really is a forty-meter-long great saber..."

One could only say Zhao Yi was nonchalant; even with the attack incoming, he was still marveling at the other's great saber.

"Clang!"

This was Zhao Yi using the great sumeru treasure hoe to block Ye Qingyang's Rift Slash.

But the power of the Rift Slash exceeded Zhao Yi's expectations, and being in mid-air with no leverage, Zhao Yi was slashed into the ground.

Only two hands holding the great sumeru treasure hoe remained above ground.

Both were at the Nascent Soul Early Stage; in their first exchange, neither could do anything to the other.

"Pah, pah!"

But overall, Zhao Yi had the advantage, as he had wiped out the entire Bai Family right from the start.

"Hand over Bai Miyao, and I can leave the Lesser Strange Spirit Stone Mine."

Emerging from the ground, Zhao Yi chose not to attack again.

"She's gone."

"She went to Anning Prefecture. If you want revenge, go find her."

A strange light flickered in Ye Qingyang's eyes.

"What about Zhou Yan? Where did she go?"

Ye Qingyang didn't answer Zhao Yi; instead, he said something inexplicable.

"A mining disaster occurred at the Lesser Strange Spirit Stone Mine not long ago, with tens of thousands of Cultivators killed or injured..."

"Hehe..."

Zhao Yi looked at the reddish-brown land nearby, where the Sacrificial Refining Heaven Mending Array had been broken.

"What do you want?"

Ye Qingyang put the saber behind his back.

"This matter was witnessed firsthand by True Lord Zhao."

Zhao Yi...

"Don't even think about it!"

"You dog, I will not collude with you."

Tens of thousands of people had been refined; Zhao Yi had already decided that once he left the Spirit Stone mine, he would report it to the Immortal Dynasty and definitely make Ye Qingyang pay in blood.

"Then we fight to the end. Either I die, or you die..."

"Ya-hey!"

"Today, I'll let you experience the methods of an old-established Nascent Soul True Monarch."

"Nascent Soul Fire!"

Ye Qingyang opened his mouth and spat a white flame onto the saber.

The flame ignited upon contact with the saber, turning the long saber into a flame saber in an instant.

Wherever the blade passed, the space seemed to be burning.

Bang!

The flame saber collided with the great sumeru treasure hoe, producing an earth-shattering sound.

"Shatter for me!"

Ye Qingyang raised the flame saber three feet and slashed down again.

In Ye Qingyang's mind, the Tremor Saber enhanced with Nascent Soul Fire would definitely be able to cut that fancy hoe in half this time.

Boom!

As it turned out, when the saber and hoe met, Zhao Yi's hoe was not shattered; instead, it emitted a bolt of lightning that flew past his head, giving Ye Qingyang a fright.

He looked at Zhao Yi with suspicion and uncertainty.

"Lightning Tribulation?"

Zhao Yi...

He had seen clearly just now; when the blade struck the lightning mark on the hoe handle, that lightning transformed into a bolt and flew out.

Could it be that these lightning marks can be used by me?

Zhao Yi was dazed. How to use them?

His fingers stroked those lightning marks.

Well, it was just the hoe handle; he couldn't feel anything.

While Zhao Yi was dazed, Ye Qingyang was filled with greed.

He finally understood why Bai Yunping had been fixated on this hoe.

It turns out this really is a treasure.

How to get the hoe? Ye Qingyang began to plot.

A moment later, he made a decision.

"False Body Technique!"

"What?"

Zhao Yi looked at the two Ye Qingyangs, gave up studying the lightning marks, gripped the hoe handle, and stared at the two Ye Qingyangs.

"Die!"

"Flame Tremor Saber."

The two Ye Qingyangs attacked Zhao Yi from the left and right; Zhao Yi brandished his hoe, facing the enemies on both sides.

To be honest, fighting one against two made Zhao Yi a bit nervous, but he soon discovered that these two Ye Qingyangs were actually all show and no substance, frighteningly weak.

Smashing the one on the left with his hoe and then turning to strike the one on the right, the two Ye Qingyangs dissipated like shadows. Only then did Zhao Yi realize what kind of Spell the False Body Technique was.

"Good for fooling people!"

"Crap, what are you doing?"

It turned out Ye Qingyang had released false bodies to distract Zhao Yi, while his true body had returned to the Lesser Strange Spirit Stone Mine.

At this moment, Ye Qingyang stood suspended at the peak of the mine mountain.

His palms slowly rose.

"Array, rise!"

Zhao Yi gritted his teeth and said,

"You set up the Sacrificial Refining Heaven Mending Array again?"

"Damn it, are you stupid?"

"I could break your Formation when I was at the Late Golden Core stage. Now that I've achieved Nascent Soul, you're still showing it off?"

"Break for me!"

The great sumeru treasure hoe expanded a hundredfold, transforming into a giant hoe and smashing towards Ye Qingyang on the mine mountain.

"Hahaha~"

"Well timed!"

The Sacrificial Refining Heaven Mending Array collapsed instantly under the attack of the great sumeru treasure hoe, but there was actually another array within it.

"An array within an array?"

"Correct, it's mine now!"

Caught off guard, the great sumeru treasure hoe in Zhao Yi's hand was instantly pulled away by a massive force.

"Seal!"

"Suppress!"

Ye Qingyang's hands danced, and specks of white light flew around him.

"How can a Death Cultivator like you be worthy of using such a Magical Artifact?"

"Hehe!"

"Without the treasure hoe, how can you be my match?"

"Die!"

Zhao Yi...

He almost laughed out loud. What seal? What suppression?

In his perception, the great sumeru treasure hoe could be summoned at any time.

Seeing Ye Qingyang rushing towards him, Zhao Yi turned his trick against him, flickered and ran.

"Run? Where do you think you're running?"

Ye Qingyang had indeed fallen for it.

"Run? Who said I was running?"