Drip… drip…”
Ye Chu’s blood fell drop by drop into the lake water, the sound of droplets rendering the surroundings utterly silent. Every person’s gaze fell upon Ye Chu, looking at that deep gash on his body, and everyone showed expressions of grief and bitterness. If Ye Chu could not stop Bamboo Emperor, then their situation would be dire. Who knew whether Bamboo Emperor would vent his anger on them? This person had declared from the moment he arrived that he would destroy this city.
“You are not bad, but ultimately you cannot compare to an Emperor.” Bamboo Emperor stared at Ye Chu and said, “Hand over the item, and I will let you die with dignity.”
Ye Chu’s fingers moved repeatedly at the location of the gash, suppressing the constantly surging blood. He spoke in a calm tone, “You have merely won one move. Victory and defeat have not yet been completely decided.”
Ye Chu stood there, his body straight, tall and slender. Tan Miaotong stood by the lakeside, looking at Ye Chu, whose body was covered in red, her delicate fists tightly clenched, her beautiful pupils showing worry.
“You are hopelessly obstinate!” Bamboo Emperor looked at Ye Chu and sneered, “Since that is the case, then this Emperor shall continue sending you on your way!”
As Bamboo Emperor spoke, his arm swung, and the lake beneath him immediately shot out stalks of bamboo, each bamboo thorn carrying fierce power, continuously shooting toward Ye Chu. Bamboo strips whipped at Ye Chu from all directions, coming from everywhere, whipping through space with hissing sounds, cracks appearing one after another.
An Emperor was dominant, his will moving with his body. Every time he erupted with power, textures would flash, matching the terrifying strength of an Emperor, making one’s scalp tingle. Wave after wave of power shook out, continuously whipping forth. Ye Chu’s figure moved rapidly, avoiding with Instant Wind Technique, his power also erupting forth, driven by the Profound Art of Seizing, Sword Slaughter flying out, Flourishing Like Ten Thousand Blossoms shooting forth, blocking attack after attack.
But an Emperor’s power was too strong. Even though Ye Chu used Demonic Spirit Technique and various methods to resist, he was still occasionally grazed by bamboo leaves, bloodstains appearing one after another on his body.
An Emperor was, after all, an Emperor. The gashes on Ye Chu’s body grew more and more numerous. Bamboo Emperor laughed coldly again and again, “This Emperor shall flay you alive today!”
As Bamboo Emperor spoke, the lake beneath him surged even more violently, releasing boundless lake water. The lake water carried the Emperor’s intent, transforming into strips of bamboo, whipping fiercely toward Ye Chu, covering the sky and earth, truly intending to flay him alive.
“A King actually wants to challenge an Emperor’s dignity. You are seeking your own death!” Bamboo Emperor lectured Ye Chu from a commanding position, his figure avoiding one of Ye Chu’s Sword Slaughters. He admitted Ye Chu was strong, so strong that he had to put up his guard and resist with full attention, even bearing some wounds on his body, but ultimately he was not his match.
Watching the gashes on Ye Chu’s body grow more and more numerous, the savagery in Bamboo Emperor’s eyes grew thicker.
“Victory and defeat are still yet to be determined!” Ye Chu suddenly shouted, “Demonic Technique: Mirror Water Moon!”
As Ye Chu roared, his Primordial Spirit power suddenly erupted forth, shooting straight toward the heavens. The entire world instantly changed. Ye Tian and the others saw a shocking scene. In the void, there were no longer two people fighting. All that existed were ten thousand blooming flowers, gorgeous and incomparably beautiful, reflected in the cold lake, like an immortal realm.
This was an immortal land, fragrance wafting from within, butterflies fluttering their colourful wings.
Bamboo Emperor’s arm trembled, driving his power to annihilate Ye Chu. But in the next instant, he appeared in a forest of ten thousand flowers. Before him was a breathtakingly beautiful scene, fragrance continuously wafting into his nostrils. Bamboo Emperor could not help but turn his head to look, his eyes showing a few points of infatuation and confusion.
Bamboo Emperor stopped driving his power to attack Ye Chu. His intent seemed to be drawn at this moment, unable to help but immerse himself in the surroundings. This was an involuntary act, like being bewitched, his Primordial Spirit immersed in the flowers. At this moment, Bamboo Emperor seemed to have entirely forgotten he was in a fight.
And before him, there were graceful and alluring women swaying their slender waists, approaching him with infinite charm.
Bamboo Emperor walked step by step toward these graceful and beautiful women in infatuation. But when he was about to approach these women, Bamboo Emperor’s face suddenly changed drastically, his figure wanting to retreat, his eyes full of terror.
He could not believe it. His own Primordial Spirit and intent had actually been drawn by someone else, intoxicated by the other’s bewitchment. Bamboo Emperor shot a cold light toward the ten thousand flowers and the women, his heart shaking incomparably, unable to understand how he could be bewitched.
Bamboo Emperor retreated frantically. The previously graceful women, the vibrant flowers, all transformed into sword light at this moment. The previously incomparably beautiful and gorgeous immortal realm instantly vanished, replaced by a murderous and fierce land. Everything transformed into attacks shooting toward him, incomparably sharp.
Even though Bamboo Emperor was retreating, in a fight between experts, one mistake was enough to cost him his life. Moreover, Bamboo Emperor had just been bewitched for several breaths’ time. The sword light raining down from the sky, he was fundamentally unable to avoid them all. Numerous sword lights pierced through his body, leaving blood holes one after another in Bamboo Emperor’s body, blood continuously pouring out.
This attack was terrifying. Bamboo Emperor was directly severely wounded, countless blood holes on his body, blood continuously dripping into the cold lake, constantly being diluted by the lake water.
“Even if you wounded me ten or a hundred times, I only need one move to turn defeat into victory.” Ye Chu stared at Bamboo Emperor, the corner of his mouth carrying a gloomy colour.
From the very beginning, Ye Chu had wanted to use Mirror Water Moon. This was the demonic technique Bai Qingqing had traded with him. It had the effect of bewitching the Primordial Spirit, but Ye Chu had still suppressed himself from using it, because he feared he could not bewitch the other. After all, before him was an Emperor, whose realm was far too much higher than his. If he did not let the other lower his guard, perhaps it would fail.
Although the demonic technique was strong, Ye Chu’s realm was limited after all, and he had not cultivated for very long. He did not have one hundred percent confidence. But he had not expected that using it at this moment would fully display the fearsomeness of the demonic technique. It truly was Mirror Water Moon. Ordinary people fundamentally could not distinguish between real and false. Even an Emperor at the centre, if not careful, would fall for it, his Primordial Spirit directly bewitched.
When an expert’s Primordial Spirit was bewitched, he was not far from defeat.
“Demonic technique!” Bamboo Emperor could not understand. Why could the other execute a demonic technique, and one so terrifying that even his Primordial Spirit could not help but be bewitched? Blood continuously gushed out from his body. Bamboo Emperor felt himself growing weaker and weaker. He lowered his head to look at his own body. Countless blood holes, even his vital points pierced through by sword light.
“This is impossible…” Bamboo Emperor still could not believe it. How could he lose to a King? But his gradually weakening body made him unable to stand steadily in the void, about to fall from the sky.
“I already told you, victory and defeat are not known until the very end.” Ye Chu stared at the other, his figure shooting out explosively, one palm directly pushing toward Bamboo Emperor, striking him heavily on the body. Bamboo Emperor let out a miserable cry, his already chaotic aura growing even weaker. He crashed down from the void, plummeting toward the cold lake. This scene made everyone exchange glances. No one had expected such a result. They only felt their minds instantly go blank. Ye Tian even bit himself to make sure he was not dreaming.