52: Chapter 52 The Bai Family, one of the four great families of the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty

"Come!"

Zhao Yi extended his hand,

the great sumeru treasure hoe appeared in his hand.

"Go on!"

With one strike of the hoe, Ye Qingyang's chest collapsed, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Ye Qingyang took out a Formation Plate,

"This is impossible; the treasure hoe was clearly sealed by me."

Unsealing the formation and seeing the empty Formation Plate, Ye Qingyang became afraid.

"What kind of method is this? Where is my treasure hoe?"

Even at such a moment, Ye Qingyang was still thinking about the great sumeru treasure hoe.

Zhao Yi didn't respond either.

"Great Strength Vajra Technique!"

He pointed a finger at the great sumeru treasure hoe, and the entire hoe turned cyan.

Then, circulating Nascent Soul power to augment the great sumeru treasure hoe, he swung the hoe and struck down at Ye Qingyang.

One strike...

Two strikes...

...

The shadows of the hoe were continuous, one after another.

Zhao Yi didn't say a word, stubbornly digging at Ye Qingyang as if he were a Spirit Stone.

"Zhao..."

Ye Qingyang originally wanted to beg for mercy, but Zhao Yi's hoe fell strike after strike, the force increasing each time, leaving him exhausted and unable to cope.

In the end, it seemed as if even space itself had been dug open by Zhao Yi.

As for Ye Qingyang, his Physical Body had long since been reduced to mincemeat, leaving only a Nascent Soul clutching a ring and a Golden Core.

Without the protection of his Physical Body, Ye Qingyang's Nascent Soul grew increasingly withered. Seeing that Zhao Yi had no intention of stopping, Ye Qingyang's Nascent Soul grew desperate.

He looked at the Golden Core in his hand, steeled his heart, and threw the Golden Core out.

"Bai Yunping, Zhao Yi is right in front of you."

This Golden Core was left behind after Bai Yunping's fall. Upon hearing the name Zhao Yi, the Golden Core seemed to gain a spirit of its own.

Instantly, golden light flared brilliantly, transforming into a streak of gold that charged toward Zhao Yi.

"What is that?"

Zhao Yi finally emerged from that strange state, which gave Ye Qingyang a slim chance of survival.

"Zhao Yi, I will return for my revenge."

"Heaven and Earth Shifting Technique!"

Ye Qingyang's Nascent Soul actually tore through space and escaped.

Meanwhile, Bai Yunping's Golden Core had reached Zhao Yi.

"Zhao Yi?"

"My treasure hoe!"

"My Physical Body!"

"Aaaah!"

Bai Yunping's phantom appeared above the Golden Core, but he looked somewhat crazed.

Bang!

The phantom controlled the Golden Core, unexpectedly passing directly through the great sumeru treasure hoe and slamming into Zhao Yi.

But Zhao Yi had now achieved the Nascent Soul stage, protected by Nascent Soul power at every moment.

How could a Golden Core without a Physical Body harm someone with such vast Nascent Soul power?

With a scream from Bai Yunping, both the phantom and the Golden Core were sent flying back, and cracks appeared on the originally perfectly round Golden Core.

Compared to Bai Yunping, Zhao Yi cared more about Ye Qingyang's Nascent Soul.

"Where are you running?"

Zhao Yi didn't believe a Nascent Soul without a Physical Body could get very far.

While chasing Ye Qingyang's Nascent Soul, Zhao Yi completely failed to notice that Bai Yunping's Golden Core had turned from pale gold to crimson.

"Demon Whale Devouring Technique!"

The crimson Golden Core suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, drifting toward the Cultivators watching the spectacle at the Lesser Strange Spirit Stone Mine.

It could only be said that these Cultivators deserved this calamity; they actually dared to watch a battle between Nascent Soul Cultivators, and now they were being wiped out by Bai Yunping in one fell swoop.

"Eh? Why is this mist red?"

By the time the spectating Cultivators realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

Every Cultivator caught in the red mist clutched their own neck with both hands, and after a few breaths, they exploded with a bang, becoming part of the red mist.

In just over a dozen breaths, the red mist filled the entire Lesser Strange Spirit Stone Mine, as Cultivators died screaming one after another.

When Zhao Yi returned clutching Ye Qingyang's Nascent Soul, he was shocked to find that the entire Lesser Strange Spirit Stone Mine had once again become a living hell.

"Freeze!"

Using a Spell to freeze Ye Qingyang's Nascent Soul in the void, Zhao Yi said through gritted teeth,

"Bai"

"Yun"

"Ping"

"You damn bastard, you really deserve to die!"

In Zhao Yi's rage, the lightning insignia on the great sumeru treasure hoe flickered wildly, and then, as if sensing Zhao Yi's intent,

heaven-covering thunder and lightning surged straight toward the red mist.

Struck by the lightning, the red mist rolled, twisted, and shrank continuously, while Bai Yunping wailed incessantly within it.

A moment later, Bai Yunping appeared, his entire body emitting blood mist.

"Hahaha~"

"Blood-Devouring Rebirth, that technique was actually real."

Before Bai Yunping could rejoice for even a second, a hoe descended from the sky, nearly causing his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

"Zhao Yi?"

After his blood-devouring return, Bai Yunping's intellect seemed to have returned as well. Seeing Zhao Yi, he actually turned and fled without the slightest hesitation.

Zhao Yi...

If the grass isn't removed by the roots, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows; there was no way he would let Bai Yunping go.

Zhao Yi formed a Seal with his left hand, drawing in the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, while holding the great sumeru treasure hoe in his right. He activated a technique, chanting: "Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui; the Eight Trigrams generate each other, subduing the enemy within."

As soon as he finished speaking, the great sumeru treasure hoe slowly lengthened, its head heading straight for the direction of Bai Yunping's escape.

A moment later, the great sumeru treasure hoe retracted, with Bai Yunping hooked onto it.

"What kind of evil technique is this?"

"Blood-Devouring Rebirth—yours is the evil technique!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this evil technique must devour many Cultivators every day to be maintained, right?"

Bai Yunping's face turned deathly pale.

"It seems I was right."

"In that case, I cannot let you live."

"Heaven has its constant punishments..."

Zhao Yi had only said four words when Bai Yunping lost his composure.

"Hahaha,"

he laughed until tears came to his eyes,

"Is this the True Word of Heavenly Punishment?"

"You, a Death Cultivator, are using the True Word of Heavenly Punishment on me?"

Bai Yunping was so agitated he even blurted out 'thou'.

Zhao Yi shook his head and continued: "Heaven has its constant punishments, the Dao has its forbidden laws."

"Violating the laws and incurring punishment, your sins are manifest!"

"Command!"

The Spiritual Qi within a hundred-mile radius suddenly gathered, but as if sensing something, it dispersed with a roar.

This made Bai Yunping laugh even more,

"Haha..."

"This is truly hilarious."

"You think you're worthy of using the True Word of Heavenly Punishment?"

"No matter how great my sins are, they are not for a Death Cultivator like you to judge."

Zhao Mo said no more, but the great sumeru treasure hoe suddenly rose into the air and hung horizontally.

The lightning insignias on the handle lit up one by one; these were formed from the lightning Zhao Yi had absorbed while undergoing the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation.

Boom!

Lightning fell, directly blasting Bai Yunping into nothingness.

"Idiot!"

"If the heavens won't send down a tribulation, my hoe can."

"You can't kill him!"

"At the very least, you can't let his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering."

At this moment, Ye Qingyang's Nascent Soul, which had been frozen in mid-air by Zhao Yi's Spell, spoke up.

"Why?"

"This kind of scum can't be killed?"

"The Bai Family is one of the Four Great Families of the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty. The Bai Family of Pingcheng County is also a branch of the Bai clan."

Zhao Yi...

The Four Great Families of the Immortal Dynasty? He didn't know anything about that.

After all, he hadn't even left Anning Prefecture.

"It's already too late."

"The power of these thunderbolts is not much different from the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation. Bai Yunping has completely fallen."

Just as Zhao Yi finished speaking, a massive Divine Sense tore through the air. On the brink of life and death, Zhao Yi formed a Seal with his hands and used the Immovable Void Technique just before the Divine Sense could sweep over him!

"Damn it, a Soul Transformation old monster."

"What's going on?"

"Killing a Golden Core True Person actually alerted a Soul Transformation expert? Could this Bai Yunping really be from that Bai Family of the Four Great Families?"