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Long Xiao Wu was gravely injured and unable to resist. Standing beside Shiyunsheng, he felt a chill run down his spine; Shiyunsheng's cultivation was unfathomable. With a Dark Spiritual Root, he had devoured the foundations of countless experts over the years.
Shiyunsheng looked at Shi Qiankun and said, "Don't think I don't know about your so-called secrets. The remnants of the Dragon Slaying Sect, in order to revive it, have been practicing the Dragon Transformation Technique, hunting down countless Nascent Soul Experts to seize their Primordial Infants for alchemy. My mother discovered that you were willing to kill for this, and even more tragically, you were willing to test the potion on your own son to aid your cultivation of the Dragon Transformation Technique. Even if you become a True Dragon, what does it matter? Do you really think you can be invincible?"
Shiyunsheng roared, delivering words that shocked the world.
Half-kneeling on the ground, Shiyun Yi suddenly raised his head, glaring at Shiyunsheng with bloodshot eyes. "What nonsense are you spouting, you worthless fool?!"
Shiyunsheng laughed heartily. "Worthless? I, Shiyunsheng, am a genius admired by all wherever I go. My talent and comprehension are far superior to yours. You, a piece of trash with a Single Spiritual Root, dare to call me worthless? Do you really think that being fed various spiritual liquids and learning different Cultivation Methods means they consider you a genius? No, you're merely a pawn in their game. To dominate the Cultivation world and avenge the humiliation of Central Sovereign from years ago, they would sacrifice their own son just to cultivate the Dragon Transformation Technique. How pathetic!"
Zhao Yang, within the White Eyebrow Formation, trembled slightly upon hearing the words "Dragon Transformation Technique." It had been mentioned in One Hundred Thousand Volumes of Books as a vicious and dangerous method requiring the body of a True Dragon and ninety-nine Primordial Infants from Nascent Soul Experts as medicinal catalysts. The practitioner also needed a close relative with a physique similar to theirs as a medium for merging human and dragon. If successful, one would transform from human to dragon, greatly increasing their power and breaking through all limitations to reach the Tribulation Period within a few years, becoming a giant in the Cultivation world.
Shi Qiankun's face was filled with frost; he was someone who valued his reputation highly. He glared at Shiyunsheng with hatred so intense he wished to tear him apart. In a cold tone, he asked, "How do you know all this?"
"Father!" Shiyun Yi cried out in anguish. He never expected that his highly respected father could be so ruthless as to consider killing his own son for the sake of cultivating the Dragon Transformation Technique. He pointed at Shiyunsheng and demanded, "Why not him?!"
Shiyunsheng smiled lightly. "Because I possess an unusual Spiritual Root; I can only devour others but cannot be devoured myself! As for my third brother, he is incapable of cultivation; thus it falls upon you, the most useless one."
"I will kill you!" Shiyun Yi shouted as he soared into the air towards Shiyunsheng. Calmly standing there, Shiyunsheng let out a chilling laugh. Just as Shiyun Yi approached him, he suddenly transformed into black mist enveloping Long Xiao Wu and vanished from sight, reappearing where Shiyun Yi had just stood.
The scene changed too quickly for many to comprehend; it was unbelievable that this family was turning against each other—father wanting to kill son and brother wanting to kill brother.
Shi Qiankun silently flew over like a gust of wind directly targeting Shiyunsheng. With a slight tilt of his mouth, Shiyunsheng struck down towards Long Xiao Wu's heavenly spirit point with his palm intending to obliterate him completely. At that critical moment, the Golden Necklace around Long Xiao Wu's neck shone brightly, absorbing the fatal blow meant for him. Despite this protection, Long Xiao Wu was still severely injured; his heavenly spirit cracked as he crashed into the rocks nearby. Given such short distance, Shiyunsheng's attack could not be fully mitigated.
Zhao Yang caught Long Xiao Wu at the first moment, channeling the continuous flow of Chaos True Qi from his body into Long Xiao Wu to ensure his Dragon Soul remained unbroken. Nangong Wuxin, Scholar Xiu, and Song Baliang were furious, charging towards Shiyunsheng. Unfazed, Shiyunsheng faced them alone, his movements incredibly elusive and impossible to predict.
However, just as he dodged Song Baliang's Diamond Strength palm strike, he suddenly appeared atop a massive boulder, while the enraged Shi Qiankun vanished.
Blood trickled from the corner of Shiyunsheng's mouth, and blood vessels were visible in his eyes. Though people could not see his face beneath the brim of his hat, they could tell from the smile at the corner of his mouth that he was still laughing. A seven-foot-long sword pierced through his chest with a sound like tearing silk.
"You forced my hand!" Shi Qiankun's eyes showed reluctance, yet he still struck mercilessly at Shiyunsheng.
"Second Brother!" The handsome young man Shiyun Feng cried out, tears streaming down his face. His only playmate in childhood was his second brother, who had always treated him the best.
Shiyun Yi stood there in a daze like a fool, staring blankly at the scene before him. People paused and looked towards their family.
"Jie jie." A snake-like laugh escaped Shiyunsheng's throat as blood spilled from his lips. He raised his hand to grasp the sword that pierced through his heart. In an eerie turn of events, the sword transformed into black smoke and vanished like dust before everyone's eyes. Shi Qiankun stepped back, feeling an overwhelming wave of evil approaching him. Even as a powerful figure at the Dao Fruit Stage, he could not shake off the chill creeping into his heart.
"There may be people in this world who can kill me, but you are certainly not one of them," Shiyunsheng sneered at his father with disdain. "Just like back then when you were utterly powerless before the Central Sovereign; facing me now, you are even more pathetic."
"Seeking death!" Shi Qiankun's eyes bulged with rage. The most humiliating day of his life had been when he was ridiculed by a young genius—now known as the Central Sovereign—at the Genius Academy. He had been unable to hold his head high in front of everyone since then and had lived in the shadow of the Central Sovereign. Even when he was on par with the Central Sovereign back then, he had been unable to defeat him. Now that he was a powerful figure at the Dao Fruit Stage, facing mockery from his own son ignited a murderous intent within him. He no longer cared for familial bonds; he adhered to the principle that those who sought greatness could even kill their closest kin. Anyone who obstructed his path to becoming the number one in the cultivation world would be eradicated.
Shiyunsheng could never reach the Dao Fruit Stage and was naturally no match for Shi Qiankun. However, his cultivation method was peculiar and exuded an eerie aura that sent chills down people's spines. As Shi Qiankun struck out with his palm, Shiyunsheng had already turned into black smoke and disappeared. The next moment, he reappeared above Shi Qiankun's head. Shi Qiankun was driven mad by humiliation; in an instant, his aura went wild, shaking Dragon Slayer City to its core—the city walls crumbled as hundreds of disciples from Dragon Seeking Gate were slaughtered amidst the chaos.
Yet Shiyunsheng's figure remained perched atop Shi Qiankun's head, almost inseparable from him. Regaining his composure, Shi Qiankun took out an object resembling a disc from within his robe and began muttering incantations. Suddenly, the disc expanded into a colossal wheel that blocked out the sky; eight streams of sword energy shot forth in arcs of Azure Light towards Shiyunsheng. At that moment, a green divine pearl at the center of the disc emitted a resonant sound that froze everyone in place; it felt as if time itself had stopped. Zhao Yang was astonished because even he found himself immobilized, struggling to breathe and unable to move.
Feeling disdained by his own son and being toyed with like this made Shi Qiankun furious; he was determined to kill Shiyunsheng. Only when Shiyunsheng saw Shi Qiankun activate this treasure did his expression slightly change color. Each stream of sword energy could relentlessly track its target; although it wasn't as perverse as the Demon Hunting Soul Pursuit Technique—where damage increased over time—it was still immensely powerful and difficult for ordinary people to withstand. Before the sword energy even reached him, Shiyunsheng's face had already turned pale as cracks began to form on his exposed skin.
"Father, no!" the handsome young man Shiyun Feng shouted. One was his respected father, and the other was his closest elder brother, yet he found himself witnessing them engaged in a deadly battle against each other.
As eight streams of sword energy were unleashed, there was no way to retract them. The sounds of piercing echoed continuously as Shiyunsheng was pierced by the sword energy, his body riddled with holes. Strangely, not a single drop of blood flowed from him. His eyes turned a deep black, emitting a dim light in the daylight, causing all who beheld him to feel as if they were falling into an abyss.
Shiyunsheng's robe billowed in the strong wind, and the tattered parts of his clothing were gradually mended by dark energy. In an instant, his eyes regained their clarity as he looked towards Shi Qiankun with a mocking expression.
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