Chapter 1579

Hearing the cold voice in his mind, the young man was startled and immediately activated the Qi within his body, sharply eyeing Ximen Wudi.

Upon sensing the aura emanating from the young man, Ximen Wudi also silently whistled in surprise.

For Ximen Wudi had clearly seen that within this young man's body, there were two types of Qi—one Fire-element Qi, the other Lightning-element Qi—two utterly opposing attributes, yet somehow fused together.

"Hmph!"

Seeing Ximen Wudi's stunned expression, the young man let out a cold snort and glared at him:

"Kid! I'll say this one last time—hand over the Soul Pearl! Otherwise, I'll cut you down without mercy!"

"Hmph!"

Hearing this, Ximen Wudi's lips curled slightly, and he spoke calmly: "Your young master ordered me to stay—I'll stay. But do you really think it's easy to take treasures from me?"

"Hahahaha…"

Hearing Ximen Wudi's words, the young man laughed arrogantly: "Kid, don't dream! Even if you're a genius, you can't compare to our young master! You have no idea what price you'll pay for angering him!"

"Price? I'm quite eager to see what you call a price!"

To the young man's words, Ximen Wudi merely shrugged, a faint chill spreading across his lips.

"Hmph! Since you refuse the cup of wine and choose the cup of punishment, don't blame me for being uncivilized!"

Hearing Ximen Wudi's reply, the young man's eyes flashed with icy blades, as if ready to swallow Ximen Wudi whole.

Sensing the sharp killing intent erupting from the young man, Ximen Wudi slightly narrowed his eyes.

After all, the opponent was a peak late Void Immortal—unless Ximen Wudi gave his all, he wouldn't gain any advantage!

Without hesitation, he unleashed a vast, surging aura that tore through the surrounding void.

This sight sent shockwaves through the distant onlookers, their eyes brimming with awe.

At this moment, Ximen Wudi resembled a supreme monarch, radiating an aura of dominion over all under heaven.

"Boom—!"

At that instant, Ximen Wudi stomped the ground, and a massive Xiao Shenkeng instantly appeared; his speed surged by a third, transforming into a blur as he lunged at the young man.

"What?"

Seeing Ximen Wudi's explosive speed, the young man's pupils shrank, his face filled with disbelief.

Yet even as he reeled in shock, a sense of danger surged in his heart—he instantly dodged sideways without thinking.

"Splat!"

This time, he failed to evade Ximen Wudi's iron fist—his skull exploded under a single blow, his corpse collapsing straight down into the soil.

One strike, instantly slaying a peak late Void Immortal!

The sight left the surrounding young men utterly terrified, their eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

"Sssss!"

Seeing his own strike had obliterated the young man in one blow, Ximen Wudi drew a deep breath.

Though his cultivation had only reached Golden Core Ninth Reaching Peak, after activating Divine Transformation and wielding a divine artifact, the Qi power Ximen Wudi unleashed rivaled that of an ordinary Semi-Sage. Added to this were his even more mysterious body techniques—granting him the qualifications to stand against a peak late Void Immortal.

"Huff… huff…"

After taking a deep breath and calming his emotions, Ximen Wudi slowly walked to the young man's corpse, retrieved the Soul Pearl, and handed it to the young man, murmuring: "You must know what this is, right?"

"Soul Pearl!"

Taking the Soul Pearl from Ximen Wudi's hand, the young man nodded slightly, then said:

"Correct. Our young master sought this Soul Pearl. If you tell us where it is, I guarantee our young master will let you go."

"Soul Pearl?"

Hearing this, Ximen Wudi's mouth widened into a grin, as if hearing something hilariously absurd.

"Sorry—I don't have a Soul Pearl at all."

"You don't? You don't? Hah! Kid, you clearly don't know how to spell 'death'! You dare mock our young master? You're begging to die!"

"Heh, then go tell your young master to come find me."

Ximen Wudi smiled pleasantly, his expression as detached as if staring at a corpse—this made the young man's face grow darker by the second.

"Since you won't speak, I'll tear you into a thousand pieces, grind your bones to ash!"

The young man glared coldly at Ximen Wudi, his voice icy.

"Heh, I'd like to see if you have the ability to tear me into a thousand pieces."

Hearing the young man's words, Ximen Wudi smiled faintly, then vanished in a flash, reappearing before the young man, and swung another punch straight at him.

Seeing this, the young man's face turned pale—he hastily raised his sword to block.

"Crash!"

A dull boom echoed as both Ximen Wudi and the young man were violently flung backward.

After being thrown back, the young man spat a mouthful of blood, crashing to the ground, his face etched with shock and terror.

The onlookers were equally stunned—they couldn't fathom how Ximen Wudi, a Golden Core Ninth Reaching Peak cultivator, could withstand a peak late Void Immortal.

After all, the two differed by two major realms!

Yet as they scrutinized the young man more closely, they all froze, their faces filled with profound horror.

For the young man was, in truth, a Semi-Void Immortal—not a true one.

"Sssss!"

Seeing his opponent was a Semi-Void Immortal, the surrounding cultivators all drew sharp, hissing breaths.

Though they knew the current Zhuge Qingyun Rankings had a young warrior ranked first, none imagined that this number one could effortlessly annihilate a Semi-Void Immortal—it was outright heretical.

Moreover, in their eyes, that half-step Void Immortal had undoubtedly been instantly slain by Ximen Wudi!

Thinking of this, they felt a chill run down their spines, their bodies trembling with dread.

Such power was too outrageous—it was utterly beyond their capacity to resist!

And just as everyone was stunned, the young man finally reacted; his gaze toward Ximen Wudi was filled with wariness, and after grinding his teeth, he spat out:

"Kid, you're lucky this time! But I warn you—if you keep opposing us, our young master will kill you!"

"Oh? Really? Then I'd like to see whether he kills me—or dies in my hands!"

Hearing the young man's words, Ximen Wudi sneered.

"Kid, I think you've lost your mind. I advise you to be sensible—don't make foolish decisions, for they'll bring you no benefit whatsoever!"

"Hah! I'd very much like to see how your young master plans to annihilate me!"

A mocking curve appeared on Ximen Wudi's face as he let out a cold laugh.

Hearing this, the young man's face darkened instantly, shards of icy light flashing from his eyes.

"Hmph, since you refuse to show respect, I'll have no choice but to send you to your grave!"

"Your opponent is our young master!"

"Our young master is a half-step Void Immortal—do you really think you can match him?"

When the spectators heard the young man's words, they all shook their heads and sighed, then stepped back one by one.

Although deep inside, they all hoped the young master would slay Ximen Wudi, none had the courage to step forward and plead for him.

After all, even if they intervened to help Ximen Wudi, they'd surely be killed by the young master too—so it was better to simply stand aside quietly.

Moreover, they knew well: even if Ximen Wudi could kill the young man, he himself would surely perish in the young man's hands, not even a speck of ash left behind.

"Kid, since you refuse the cup of wine and choose the cup of punishment, then die!"

The young man roared in fury and lunged toward Ximen Wudi, his long blade slashing violently toward Ximen Wudi's throat.

"Kid, prepare to die!"

The young man's face twisted into a vicious grin, as if he'd already seen Ximen Wudi's head fall.

"Kid, dodge!"

Watching the razor-sharp blade, the surrounding warriors cried out in alarm.

Yet what stunned everyone was this: when the young man's attack was merely an inch from Ximen Wudi's head, Ximen Wudi lay motionless on the ground, letting the blade slice clean across his throat.

"Impossible!"