137: Chapter 137 Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Formation

"Don't lower your guard," Mo Luo said indifferently. She looked incredibly young, but her words and mannerisms were world-weary. "It's said that this Emperor of Da Qian is a ruthless man; he possesses the combat power of the Soul Transformation Stage despite only being at the Nascent Soul Stage."

"So what?" the White-Haired Demoness sneered. "There are seven Soul Transformation Stage experts here, including three at Soul Transformation Perfection! What does he have to fight back with? Can he really take on seven at once?"

It was truly laughable. As the dignified Saintess of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, did she really need to show reverence to a Cultivator from a barren land?

"Let's go over and send them on their way," Barbarian Demon said expressionlessly, the large axe on his back glinting with a cold light.

The Flying Shuttle adjusted its direction and suddenly accelerated, diving toward Xiao Ye's location with a "whoosh."

Below, Xiao Ye looked up at the growing black shadow, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

"They're here," he whispered to himself. His right hand pressed onto the sword hilt as he began to gather power; he was going to unleash a big move.

Behind him, several Golden Core Realm Military Officers' legs were trembling, but thinking of the Emperor's instructions, they forced themselves to stay put.

The Flying Shuttle was like a black moon, crashing down with a boom.

When the distance was less than ten miles, a heaven-shaking sword light suddenly erupted, slashing toward the Flying Shuttle with the force of a thunderbolt, aimed straight at Hu Jia, who had the strongest aura in the center!

This strike was stunning; Sword Intent filled the air, and killing intent was chilling—the Heaven-Slaying Draw-Sword Technique.

Xiao Ye's long-prepared killing blow.

"Not good!" Hu Jia's pupils shrank as he felt a fatal crisis. He let out a long howl, and blood-red light soared into the sky.

The massive Flying Shuttle was sliced in half by the sword light, splitting apart with a crash.

Before the Disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace inside could react, they were engulfed by the sword light—blood stained the Void Realm, and at least twenty to thirty Nascent Soul demon Cultivators were killed on the spot.

In the distance, several Da Qian Military Officers widened their eyes. Could it be—they succeeded?

As the blood-red mist dissipated, Hu Jia's figure appeared.

Half of his body was bloody, and one of his arms had been cleanly severed. His face was distorted, killing intent boiling in his eyes as he glared at the direction the sword light had come from.

"You're looking for death! You are looking for death!"

He never expected that this dog emperor of Da Qian would be so insidious, secretly charging a powerful move and nearly splitting him in two with one strike.

"A pity, just a little bit off," Xiao Ye said with a look of regret.

Even after preparing that killing strike for so long, he still couldn't take down the strongest one.

Now that the element of surprise was lost, it would be difficult to attempt another sneak attack.

"Heh—as a Sword Cultivator, you actually disregard martial ethics and resort to sneak attacks. Are you even worthy of using a sword?" Barbarian Demon grinned savagely. He reached out, and the large axe on his back flew out, slashing toward Xiao Ye's head. "Demon Axe Heaven-Splitter!"

With one swing of the axe, ten thousand zhang of light erupted. The surrounding thousand miles were enveloped by a domineering axe intent, as if only this axe remained between heaven and earth.

Xiao Ye neither dodged nor avoided it. With the sun moon divine sword in hand and Sword Intent soaring to the heavens, he met the axe head-on.

Axe and sword clashed instantly, sparks flying and airwaves rolling, causing the ground to crack and rocks to tumble.

The other Saints of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace did not move; instead, they hovered in mid-air, watching the battle from above.

In their view, Barbarian Demon alone was enough to deal with this country bumpkin who didn't know the heights of the heavens.

Barbarian Demon grew more alarmed as he fought—this opponent at the Nascent Soul Peak could actually withstand his giant axe without falling behind, and even seemed to be gaining the upper hand.

"This kid is strange!" Barbarian Demon's face darkened, and his offensive suddenly quickened.

Xiao Ye's lips curled slightly as he fought while retreating, appearing as though his strength was failing. He intentionally left openings, leading Barbarian Demon toward the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Formation.

In the distance, Hu Jia clutched his severed arm, staring gloomily at the battle. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"All together, finish this quickly!" Hu Jia finally ordered, his voice cold.

The other five Saints looked at each other and attacked together. Six terrifying auras locked onto Xiao Ye simultaneously.

Xiao Ye's figure paused. Being besieged by seven Soul Transformation experts, the pressure increased sharply.

But he was not flustered; instead, he smiled—he had been waiting for them to attack all at once.

Xiao Ye fought and retreated all the way, leading the seven Saints of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, along with over a hundred demon Cultivators, into the range of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Formation.

"Jie jie jie—" He suddenly stopped and let out a standard villainous laugh. The sound echoed in the valley, making people's skin crawl.

Barbarian Demon swung his axe, but the axe light landed on Xiao Ye only for him to easily dodge it.

He shook his arms and smiled as he retreated into the Formation eye, his hands forming seals as spiritual energy surged wildly.

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Formation—Activate!"

As he spoke, the world changed color.

On the ground for a hundred miles around, intricate golden Formation runes lit up one after another, dense and interwoven like a spider web, enveloping the entire area.

A massive golden light shield soared into the sky, trapping Xiao Ye and all the demon Cultivators inside.

"Not good! It's a trap!" Hu Jia's expression changed drastically. He rushed forward and struck the light shield with his palm, but the shield didn't budge. Instead, he was knocked back by the counter-shock force, his arm going numb.

The other Saints also attacked the shield, but it was like a stone dropped into the ocean, with no reaction at all.

"This... what kind of Formation is this?" The White-Haired Demoness's face turned pale.

Standing in the Formation, Xiao Ye crossed his arms and looked at them with a smile. "The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Formation. Specially prepared for you. Do you like it?"

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Formation? Are you crazy?" Hungry Demon shrieked. "You're trapped inside too! This Formation attacks everyone inside; you'll be struck to death too!"

"I know," Xiao Ye shrugged, completely unconcerned.

Barbarian Demon's eyes widened. "Are you freaking sick? A mutual destruction?"

Xiao Ye didn't answer; he just looked up at the sky.

In the sky, dark clouds began to churn, and golden thunder light brewed within the clouds like golden dragons swimming, letting out dull rumbles.

"Boom—!"

The first golden heavenly thunder struck down, as thick as a water bucket, hitting Xiao Ye right on the head.

He didn't dodge.

The thunder light exploded. Xiao Ye was charred all over, his hair standing on end. He staggered back two steps but grinned.

"Comfortable."

"He's insane," Moon Demon concluded expressionlessly.

"Boom—Boom—Boom—"

Heavenly thunder struck down one after another, hitting not only Xiao Ye but also the demon Cultivators.

The Cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace wailed as they scrambled to escape, but they couldn't break free from the light shield's confinement. They were blasted until their heads were scorched, suffering heavy casualties.

A Core Formation demon Cultivator would be down for the count after one strike. A Nascent Soul could take two, but three or four would mean they kick the bucket.

The seven Saints worked together to prop up a shield, barely resisting, but the shield was teetering under the bombardment of heavenly thunder and looked like it wouldn't hold much longer.

Meanwhile, Xiao Ye, who had activated the Death God Undying Body, became more and more energetic as he was struck.

With the first strike, his flesh was torn open.

With the third strike, he was charred black.

With the fifth strike, he also went down for the count.

"Huh?" The seven Devil Heads were dumbfounded. "Did he strike himself to death? We thought you were so strong?"

"So he was just posturing, but the price was way too high!"