Chapter 387

Song Shirong looked up and saw dust rising into the sky in the direction of Yunqi Manor, as if two giant beasts were fighting within Yunqi Manor, occasionally seeing sword Qi and blade Qi tearing through the dust.

"The ancestor is fighting a strong enemy, hurry!"

Song Shirong’s face changed drastically. Someone Song Yushao hadn't taken down after so long must be a Heaven Origin expert.

"It cannot go on like this!" Song Yushao became more and more alarmed the more he fought.

Having exchanged over a hundred moves, he was already somewhat lacking in stamina, while Xu Yang, under the dual blessing of the Immovable Ming King Body and the Golden Gang Technique, still had inexhaustible physical strength, like a monster that didn't know fatigue, his momentum becoming increasingly strong.

Operating his Gang-Origin at super speed, he already felt his body heating up, while Xu Yang still looked calm, his every move and stance measured, composed and relaxed.

"Must kill him today!"

Xu Yang’s talent alarmed Song Yushao.

If this talent were to spread, there would be plenty of people willing to step on his Song family to curry favor with Xu Yang, and even the high-level figures of the Purple Sun Sect might take action against his Song family for Xu Yang’s sake.

His ancestors were disciples of the Purple Sun Sect, but that was only his ancestors; in front of such a dazzling genius, that bit of ancestral shade meant nothing.

If he didn't kill Xu Yang today, his Song family would either have to abandon their foundation and flee, or wait for Xu Yang to settle down for a period of time and wipe them all out.

And this time wouldn't be long; given the talent Xu Yang had shown, in a year or half a year at most, he could easily suppress and kill him.

With this thought, Song Yushao made a decision.

"Boom!"

A majestic aura rushed out from his body, his disheveled hair dancing wildly.

Song Yushao’s Gang-Origin flowed, drawing the surrounding heaven and earth energy, the Martial Dao Imagery behind him surging like monstrous waves, shaking heaven and earth.

A look of solemnity appeared on his face; he knew that the move he was about to use was a desperate one, and if he were even slightly careless, he would die and his soul would dissipate.

"It’s all that idiot Song Shirong!" Song Yushao couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Initially, he had no idea about the matter between Xu Yang and the Song family, until Song Shixian took the Clear Water Blade to kill Xu Yang and went missing, and Song Shirong told him the matter.

Because of a spoiled second-generation ancestor like Song Wenxuan, the Song family had suffered a disaster, and now he was implicated in fighting for his life with Xu Yang. He wished he could kill Song Shirong, the family head.

If it weren't for Song Shirong, how could the Song family have provoked Xu Yang?

"End of the line!"

Song Yushao shouted sharply, leading with his long sword, sword intent bursting out. Amidst the booming sound, the Martial Dao Imagery behind him surged toward Xu Yang.

Canglang Sword Art, Vast Sea!

This was the ultimate move of the Canglang Sword Art, the strongest strike, and also a desperate move, using all Martial Dao Imagery to twist and kill the enemy.

To some extent, Martial Dao Imagery was the embodiment of a martial artist’s will and mind, so once Martial Dao Imagery was used to kill an enemy, it was equivalent to engaging in a clash of will and mind with the enemy.

This kind of clash was the most dangerous; once injured, there was no medicine to cure it.

However, after a long battle, he had been unable to do anything to Xu Yang. Apart from the strong mind he had cultivated after being immersed in the Heaven Origin realm for many years, he really couldn't find any means more powerful than Xu Yang’s, so he could only take a desperate gamble and use Martial Dao Imagery to twist and kill Xu Yang.

Sword light soared into the sky, Martial Dao Imagery emitting majestic pressure, surging over like a sea area, the earth trembling, soil and stone cracking.

Heaven and earth energy exploded, sharp sword beams tearing through the air and slashing down. The entire Yunqi Manor was shaking, and who knew how many houses were shaken to collapse.

"This old man is going to fight for his life."

Xu Yang felt solemn in his heart, sensing the power of this move, and the Ming King Imagery behind him dissipated instantly.

"Are you afraid?"

Song Yushao roared, thinking Xu Yang was afraid of his Martial Dao Imagery’s twisting and killing, which was why he had retracted the Ming King Imagery.

"Afraid?" Blood light surged in Xu Yang’s eyes, releasing a three-foot cold light.

"Boom!"

The next moment, sharp blade intent broke through his body, nearly condensing into substance, slashing open the suppressing pressure.

"What?"

Song Yushao’s pupils contracted violently, feeling a terrifying and sharp blade intent permeating the air, giving him the feeling that his body was about to split open, like thorns on his back.

Immediately afterward, he saw the void behind Xu Yang twisting, and a Blood Prison with monstrous blood seas and terrifying pressure appeared, the aura of destroying all things covering the sky and earth.

"Great Completion Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture!" Song Yushao gasped, instantly recognizing what martial skill this was.

This was a cultivation technique with extremely high requirements for comprehension. Who knew how many people in the Purple Sun Sect had cultivated it, but those who could enter the door were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns; even some elder-level figures couldn't enter the door after cultivating for several years and had to give up.

He had only seen the Great Completion Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture on one person, and that was the Peak Master of the Separating Fire Peak.

Except for the Peak Master of the Separating Fire Peak, no one else in the Purple Sun Sect had brought the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture to Great Completion. Xu Yang had actually cultivated this supreme cultivation technique to Great Completion.

The Great Completion Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture, although it hadn't reached the point of slashing through delusions, slashing body and spirit, already possessed some unfathomable power.

"Damn it!" Song Yushao’s hair stood on end, knowing what a terrifying cultivation technique the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture was, and in an instant, he had the thought of retreating.

Xu Yang had the Great Completion Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture; the possibility of him killing Xu Yang was minimal. If he were unwise and continued to fight to the death, the one who would die was likely him.

It was just that the thought of retreating had only just arisen when he saw a golden blade light soar into the sky, like a silk ribbon, blasting toward the sword light.

"Boom!"

The blade light tore through the air, slashing out with sharp and irresistible domineering momentum, as if it could split heaven and earth.

This strike was unstoppable, possessing the momentum of a stone-breaking, heaven-startling event.

"Puchi!"

The twisting Martial Dao Imagery was cut open at the first moment, roaring and dissipating, most of it directly disappearing.

Song Yushao couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, feeling a tearing pain from his mind, as if his mind were splitting along with it.

The sharp blade light was irresistible, continuing to cut onto the thick sword beam.

Unlike before, there was no earth-shattering collision sound this time; only a puchi sound was heard, and the unstoppable blade light directly cut the sword beam in two.

Song Yushao’s face turned deathly pale. He was using his mind to twist and kill Xu Yang, and when his Martial Dao Imagery was forced, his mind suffered a heavy blow instantly, feeling as if his head were splitting with pain.

The blade light continued to sweep, slashing heavily onto his protective Gang-Origin.

"Bang!"

The protective Gang-Origin, intertwined with light and heaven and earth energy, exploded with a boom, sharp blade intent bursting out, and Song Yushao was struck as if by lightning, blood splattering.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream rang out, and Song Yushao flew backward, a hideous wound extending from his shoulder all the way to his ribs, where the jade-like bone could already be seen.

Pain twisted Song Yushao’s features, his face filled with disbelief. He had actually been heavily injured; after a long battle, Xu Yang had suddenly used the Great Completion Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture, heavily injuring him in one go.

Like a cold, venomous snake, it was only at this moment that it revealed its hideous fangs, giving him a fatal blow.

"The ancestor is injured!"

Song Shirong and the others had just arrived outside Yunqi Manor when they heard Song Yushao’s scream, their faces changing drastically.

Song Yushao’s voice contained pain, clearly the injury was not light; otherwise, with the will of a Heaven Origin martial artist, ordinary injuries wouldn't cause him to scream.

"Hurry, the ancestor must not have any accidents."

Song Shirong roared, leaving the others behind and rushing into Yunqi Manor like a madman.

Song Yushao was the pillar of the Song family; once Song Yushao had an accident, the Song family would be swallowed clean by other great clans in an instant.

"Run!"

Song Yushao didn't hesitate, not even caring to stop the bleeding of his hideous wound. Turning in mid-air, his Gang-Origin drew heaven and earth energy, and his figure soared into the sky.

He couldn't kill Xu Yang in his prime state, and he couldn't kill him after being heavily injured. Continuing to entangle was just a dead end. Xu Yang’s talent was far more terrifying than he had imagined; only a second-level Heaven Origin martial artist could rival him.

Song Yushao was as anxious as a stray dog. This strike had already terrified him; he didn't care at all about the Song family being wiped out by Xu Yang in the future. As long as he could escape smoothly, he would immediately leave Qingyang City and find a place to hide.

Having lived for over a hundred years, he still had nearly a hundred years of lifespan and didn't want to die here.

"Can you leave?" Xu Yang roared.

He hadn't used the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture all along, waiting for this very moment.

Song Yushao had first fought the Crimson Flame Tiger and was already injured, and the long battle had consumed too much Gang-Origin. Coupled with the heavy injury, Song Yushao’s speed had plummeted, far worse than before.

Xu Yang’s murderous intent surged, his Gang-Origin pouring into the Clear Water Blade like a bursting flood, and in the blink of an eye, he blasted out a golden blade Qi.

"Boom!"

The blade Qi tore through the air, blasting out like a thunderbolt, carrying an indomitable sharp blade intent, instantly landing on Song Yushao’s back.

"Bang!"

Song Yushao was struck as if by lightning, his whole body trembling, blade Qi and protective Gang-Origin exploding together, and blood splattering.

"Ah!"

The scream pierced his eardrums, and Song Yushao’s vision went black from the pain. The sharp blade Qi seeped into his body, like thousands of small knives cutting inside him.

His back was a mess of flesh and blood, revealing jade-like bones, where the dragon-like spine could be seen.

The momentum of soaring into the sky could no longer be maintained, blood splattered, and he fell from mid-air.

"Ancestor..."