Chapter 382: with translation of chapter title

Facing Bing Shuang Ju Ren's attack, Qin Yang dared not be negligent in the slightest.

He immediately struck out, the Changdao in his hand slashing forward, speed like lightning, instantly tearing through the sky.

Immortal Dao qi permeated, filling the entire space, the formidable qi and blood dyeing half the sky red.

At this moment Qin Yang exerted all his strength to the limit; though he was only a Tiānxiān cultivator, facing an expert with the battle power of a peak Xuānxiān he felt no fear, and could even defeat them.

He who cultivated the Eight Nine Mystic Technique exuded a terrifying fighting spirit from his whole body, as if he were a born battle saint.

He feared no opponent; even if the enemy was stronger, he dared to fight.

Their attacks collided, and their mana mutually canceled out.

The next moment, Bing Shuang Ju Ren condensed an ice frost spear in his hand and thrust it straight at Qin Yang's throat.

Qin Yang's body moved like lightning, instantly dodging the strike, then he swept his Changdao horizontally, hoping to cleave Bing Shuang Ju Ren at the waist.

Bing Shuang Ju Ren retreated a few steps, his spear trembling, tearing apart that blade light.

The next moment, he again shot forward like lightning; Qin Yang felt his scalp tighten in that instant, the opponent's strike was too fast, leaving him almost no time to react.

But Qin Yang did not continue dodging; he merely shifted his body slightly, then slashed his blade toward the opponent's brow.

If the opponent insisted on thrusting his spear through Qin Yang's throat, his blade could absolutely shatter the opponent's skull, killing his primordial spirit directly, even if the opponent now had the body of a Jīnxiān.

Qin Yang's physical body was not weaker than the opponent's; cultivating the Eight Nine Mystic Technique, his strongest aspect was his flesh.

Seeing this, Bing Shuang Ju Ren felt, at that moment, as if he saw that person's demeanor in Qin Yang.

The same disregard for life, the same as an ancient war god, never yielding.

This caused his expression to shift slightly; without hesitation he withdrew his attack and instinctively dodged Qin Yang's blade.

Qin Yang's mouth curled slightly, revealing a sneer; he had thought the opponent would not retreat, but unexpectedly he dodged.

Without hesitation, Qin Yang pursued, his speed like lightning, instantly tearing through the sky to appear before Bing Shuang Ju Ren; he swung his Changdao upward, the blade light blazing, as if it would split heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, Bing Shuang Ju Ren thrust his spear downward, his body retreating without hesitation, his expression extremely solemn.

Clang

With a tremendous boom, Bing Shuang Ju Ren flipped several times and was sent flying by the slash.

The next moment, Qin Yang struck again, letting out a sharp shout as the Tiāndì dàshì merged with him, as if the whole world pressed upon Bing Shuang Ju Ren, slowing his movements.

Bing Shuang Ju Ren's expression turned Hàirán, a flicker of disbelief in his eyes; realizing that if this slash landed he would surely suffer grave injury, he gritted his teeth and roared, 'Burn essence and blood, summon back my former Dao fruit!'

With his words, an extremely overbearing aura erupted from him, causing Qin Yang's expression to shift.

That was an aura only a Jīnxiān-level expert could possess.

At this moment, unknown what means Bing Shuang Ju Ren used, he actually raised his strength to the Jīnxiān level—was this his former peak state? It was excessively overbearing, utterly inconceivable.

A Jīnxiān expert is far stronger than a Xuānxiān expert by more than a little; Qin Yang turned and fled without a word, grabbing Ao Zhan and vanishing instantly, while Chi You did the same, turning and running.

Watching the few who turned and fled, Bing Shuang Ju Ren's eyes flashed with a harsh gleam.

Having burned his essence and blood, if he did not kill a few, the next time they came he would certainly not be a match for Qin Yang.

Realizing this, Bing Shuang Ju Ren immediately gave chase, aiming to behead Qin Yang's trio, leaving none alive.

Just then, a strand of immortal light blocked his path; no matter how vast his mana, capable of tearing void and moving mountains, it could not break through this layer of immortal light.

'Who? Who is blocking me?'

Bing Shuang Ju Ren's gaze, like lightning, swept toward the void.

At this moment Baiyun walked out of the void, gave a faint smile, and greeted Bing Shuang Ju Ren: 'Long time no see.'

Seeing Baiyun, Bing Shuang Ju Ren let out a cold snort: 'You too have come to oppose me?'

Baiyun smiled faintly: 'How could I be here to oppose you? As an old friend, I've come to catch up.'

'Then step aside; let me kill those few first, then we can catch up.'

Bing Shuang Ju Ren immediately spoke.

Hearing Bing Shuang Ju Ren's words, Baiyun shook his head: 'You don't place this old friend in your heart at all; seeing me, you still go after others—can't you set things aside for a moment before pursuing them?'

Hearing Baiyun's words, Bing Shuang Ju Ren's eyes flashed with a cold light as he sneered: 'You can clearly see my current state, yet you deliberately block me, hindering my pursuit of those people—could they have some relation to you?'

'Indeed, they are indeed related to me.'

Baiyun admitted this very frankly.

Hearing Baiyun's words, Bing Shuang Ju Ren blinked slightly, then sighed: 'It seems fate has decreed it.'

Bing Shuang Ju Ren clearly understood that, given Baiyun's strength, he was no match, not even at his peak.

He was that person's battle pet, his strength already reaching an astonishing level; beside that person he might seem somewhat dim, for that person's radiance is too strong, few in the three realms can compare.

But if Baiyun were alone, whoever saw him would have to call him a divine lord and an ancient ancestor.

Such a person is undoubtedly a top expert in the immortal realm; if he acted, I would have no chance at all.

Just then, Baiyun patted Bing Shuang Ju Ren's shoulder; the next moment, the essence burning inside him ceased instantly, returning to its normal state.

Bing Shuang Ju Ren's face turned Cāngbái, his body somewhat weak; burning his essence was a huge drain, and his realm had fallen from peak Xuānxiān to mid Xuānxiān; if this continued he might even drop to Tiānxiān.

'Why bother?'

Baiyun sighed.

Hearing Baiyun's words, Bing Shuang Ju Ren snorted coldly: 'This is my heavenly mandate; I must act according to it.'

Baiyun shook his head: 'What you follow is not heavenly mandate but merely the orders of those few; don't speak so loftily—heaven never tasked you with guarding Chi You's corpse.'

'They represent heaven.'

Bing Shuang Ju Ren said this directly, without hesitation.

Baiyun sighed: 'It seems you've been brainwashed by them; what heavenly will do they represent? They are no different from us, merely stronger in cultivation, still just living beings.'

'You dare question the Supreme Azure?'

Bing Shuang Ju Ren's eyes flashed with a cold light.