Chapter 1816: Brother Takes the Death

Ye Liuyun's eyes were already bloodshot at this moment, and his other hand also grasped the Demon Slaying Sword, slashing down again.

"Open for me! Ah!"

This slash, Ye Liuyun's domineering blade intent and the Demon Slaying Sword's blade intent were fully released, with no frills.

"Crack"—with that sound, the fifth-level great seal was brutally split open by the Demon Slaying Sword, and even the Martial Cultivator holding the great seal was shattered by Ye Liuyun's slash.

The blade intent continued extending for several zhang, carving a deep trench across the foot of the mountain.

The fifth-level great seal, together with that Martial Cultivator's Physical Body, shattered into pieces on the ground.

Blood spattered all over Ye Liuyun's body.

Combined with his earlier wounds, his clothing had become a bloodied garment.

The Martial Cultivators at the mountain's base were all staring dumbfounded!

"The fifth-level artifact was shattered?"

A Martial Cultivator muttered, unable to believe the outcome.

"How many has he already killed?"

Some Martial Cultivators realized, but they had forgotten to count for Ye Liuyun.

"Strong, this kid is truly strong!"

The old man who had spoken with him earlier kept praising!

"But he's already about to collapse!"

Another Martial Cultivator beside him sighed likewise.

At this moment, Ye Liuyun leaned on his sword, straining to support himself while clutching Time Restoration to heal his injuries.

The blow from the fifth-level great seal shattered all the ribs in his chest.

"You all must not intervene! This kid's spirit deserves our respect!"

The old man also urged the nearby Martial Cultivators not to strike Ye Liuyun.

Many Martial Cultivators, moved by Ye Liuyun's spirit, no longer intended to act.

At this moment, the Jade-faced Scholar seized the opportunity and stepped forward.

"While you're ill, I'll take your life!"

This was the perfect moment for him to kill Ye Liuyun.

Seeing him appear, Ye Liuyun immediately began absorbing energy from the Storage Yuan Stone.

But the Jade-faced Scholar gave him no breathing room and instantly attacked Ye Liuyun.

Suddenly, Quan Zhicheng leapt out, blocking in front of Ye Liuyun.

"After this long wheel battle, you little pretty‑face finally step up?

I've seen shameless people, but never someone as shameless as you.

Let me deal with you!"

Quan Zhicheng drew his long sword.

"You return.

You're not his opponent!"

Ye Liuyun instantly sent a Transmission Voice to Quan Zhicheng, saying

"I'll shield you from him for a moment; ignore me, recover quickly! Remember to avenge me! That pretty‑face is the worst, must be killed!"

After sending the Transmission Voice, Quan Zhicheng immediately charged at the Jade-faced Scholar.

Ye Liuyun felt a sudden thump in his heart, realizing Quan Zhicheng intended to sacrifice his life to buy him time.

"You're courting death!"

The Jade-faced Scholar, seeing Quan Zhicheng ruin his plans and speak so harshly, became enraged, waved his shaking fan, and countless fine needles flew toward Quan Zhicheng.

Since Ye Liuyun stood right behind Quan Zhicheng, he couldn't dodge and instead tried to part the needles with his long sword.

Yet his body was pierced by more than a dozen tiny holes, drawing out a dozen thin streams of blood.

His cultivation level was already insufficient, far below the Jade-faced Scholar's, so he couldn't block the attack at all.

Nevertheless, he still swung his sword with all his strength, halting the Jade-faced Scholar's advance.

The Jade-faced Scholar flicked his fan, deflecting the attack back, and the sword light unexpectedly turned to strike himself.

Quan Zhicheng still didn't move; using his sword to block, the sword light suddenly veered and sliced his standing leg cleanly.

"Ah!"

Quan Zhicheng let out a painful cry and unexpectedly fell to the ground.

"Good brother, you've done your best! Step back now!"

Ye Liuyun, feeling reluctant, let Quan Zhicheng withdraw.

He possessed Life Spring Water; even if Quan Zhicheng was gravely wounded, he could revive him and restore him to his original state.

However, Quan Zhicheng steadied himself on his sword and rose.

He charged at the Jade-faced Scholar once more.

"Being called 'good brother' by you makes it worth it! Remember to carry the honor of Mortal Realm Martial Cultivators forward!"

Finally, Quan Zhicheng sent a Transmission Voice to Ye Liuyun, saying

The Jade-faced Scholar frowned: "Since you're courting death, I'll grant it!"

Speaking, he folded his shaking fan and slapped Quan Zhicheng with his palm.

Unexpectedly, Quan Zhicheng had no defense; the palm strike splattered blood all over his face and body.

"Hahaha!"

Quan Zhicheng collapsed weakly, yet he kept laughing wildly: "I just can't stand your pretty‑face!"

"You... go die!"

Yumian Shusheng, too, was driven mad by him, and he stepped on his chest with one foot!

"Crack, crack" sounds rang out, and many martial cultivators could not bear to watch on.

They could also see that Quan Zhicheng was sacrificing himself to buy time for Ye Liuyun.

Most martial cultivators had already been moved by Ye Liuyun's perseverance and Quan Zhicheng's bond.

Now they instead hope that Yumian Shusheng will be defeated.

However, the bloody reality only lets them sigh at Quan Zhicheng's sacrifice of life for righteousness.

Ye Liuyun at this moment also could not bear to watch on.

His injuries also quickly recovered with the replenishment of Mysterious Origin, but had not yet returned to peak condition; Mysterious Origin was still somewhat lacking, not full.

"Ye Liuyun, you just watch your subordinates die miserably, and you feel nothing at all!"

Yumian Shusheng deliberately provoked Ye Liuyun.

At this moment, Quan Zhicheng's chest had been completely caved in.

But suddenly, everyone heard a noise.

A soft "uh" came from beneath Yumian Shusheng's feet.

Quan Zhicheng suddenly moved again.

He tightly embraced Yumian Shusheng's feet with both hands, glaring at him.

Ye Liuyun then saw that Quan Zhicheng's Yin Soul had already left his body.

"Good journey, brother!"

Ye Liuyun greeted Quan Zhicheng's Yin Soul.

Quan Zhicheng's Yin Soul glanced at Ye Liuyun, then at the Yin Souls on the mountain, and immediately rushed up the mountain.

Yumian Shusheng also didn't expect that Quan Zhicheng, beaten into that state, could still muster a last breath to embrace him.

He was startled and stepped back, wanting to pull his foot out.

But he didn't expect that Quan Zhicheng would keep a tight hold on him, and was directly dragged along.

Yumian Shusheng kicked and shoved, expending great effort, before finally kicking Quan Zhicheng's corpse away, leaving himself in a sorry state.

Yumian Shusheng, ashamed and angry, again wanted to vent his fury on the corpse.

"Give me your life!"

But Ye Liuyun had by then fully recovered, and he also put on the gilded armor, and Yi Dao slashed forward.

Then he directly lunged at him.

Even though Quan Zhicheng was dead, Ye Liuyun did not want Yumian Shusheng to touch him again.

"Kill him!"

At this moment, some martial cultivators actually started cheering for Ye Liuyun.

Yumian Shusheng blocked with his shake fan, but Ye Liuyun's Yi Dao split the shake fan in two.

Then Ye Liuyun's palm strike also landed.

This palm strike contained all of Ye Liuyun's Heaven and Earth Power and half of his Mysterious Origin.

"Boom!"

Ye Liuyun also disregarded his own defense, using Spatial Power to instantly shift to in front of Yumian Shusheng, and firmly struck his chest with a palm.

Although he was also struck by Yumian Shusheng's palm, the gilded armor blocked it.