Chapter 332: Chapter 332: I’ll Play a Move with Him

Yao Qingxue must have encountered Wei Zongyuan and Liu Xingyu on the way, and they traveled together.

However, Wei Zongyuan’s master, the Demon Sky Sword God, was nowhere to be seen.

Yang Xiaotian had not expected to run into Wei Zongyuan and the others.

Wu Fei, Wei Zongyuan, Yao Qingxue, and the others also did not expect to run into Yang Xiaotian.

“Yang Xiaotian!” Spotting Yang Xiaotian from afar, Wei Zongyuan called out in a hateful tone.

Liu Xingyu immediately looked towards Yang Xiaotian, his eyes turning icy: “Is this Yang Xiaotian?”

“Master, that’s Yang Xiaotian!” Wu Fei stared at Yang Xiaotian, his voice filled with loathing.

Liu Xingyu’s face hardened as he led a group of experts flying towards Yang Xiaotian and the Iceflame Qilin.

“Yang Xiaotian, is it!” Liu Xingyu said coldly upon reaching Yang Xiaotian: “You’ve got some nerve, daring to injure a disciple of the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sect! Do you think we wouldn’t dare touch you just because you have Ji Wudi backing you up?”

“If our Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sect wants you dead, even Ji Wudi can’t stop us!”

However, just as Liu Xingyu was about to make a move, suddenly, Wei Zongyuan stepped forward and said, “Elder, I wish to battle Yang Xiaotian! Please grant me this fight with Yang Xiaotian!”

“After I defeat Yang Xiaotian, I will hand him over for you to deal with.”

Fearing that Liu Xingyu would not agree, he added, “I humbly ask for your consent, Elder.”

Liu Xingyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and smiled: “That sounds good. I have heard that your Martial Spirit has evolved to a hundred thousand years; it would be enlightening for all of us to witness such a thing.”

The Chen Family Ancestor said with a smile: “Indeed, I have lived for thousands of years, yet I have never seen what a hundred thousand-year Soul Ring looks like. Today would be a fortunate day if I can witness it!”

Wei Zongyuan bowed to Liu Xingyu and the Chen Family Ancestor: “Thank you, Elders.” Then he turned and walked towards Yang Xiaotian: “Yang Xiaotian, after our battle at Wangtian Peak, I entered an ancient land to defeat you, where I came close to death nine times out of ten, but finally evolved my Soul Ring to a hundred thousand years!”

“This time, I will defeat you!”

“Utterly and completely defeat you!”

As these words were spoken, Wei Zongyuan’s aura surged wildly, and a dazzling light shot up into the sky. A gigantic Nine-Colored Bird emerged from his body.

When this giant Nine-Colored Bird emerged, its melodious cries echoed throughout Martial Emperor City.

The radiance of the Nine Colors spread like waves, reaching every corner of Martial Emperor City.

As the Nine-Colored Bird emerged, a vast red halo appeared around the bird’s body.

The red halo was incredibly brilliant, illuminating the surrounding space, and a terrifying divine might swept forth.

Meanwhile, within the red halo, the figure of the Purple-Eyed Bull Demon King appeared, faint and elusive.

At this moment, numerous powerful entities throughout Martial Emperor City heard the cry of the Nine-Colored Bird and felt the divine might of the red halo.

“Nine-Colored Peacock King Martial Spirit!”

“It’s a hundred thousand-year Soul Ring!”

“Only the legendary hundred thousand-year Soul Rings are red!”

“It’s Wei Zongyuan taking action! He has summoned the Nine-Colored Peacock King Martial Spirit and a hundred thousand-year Soul Ring!”

One expert after another was shocked and turned their attention to this scene.

Even Yao Qingxue and Liu Xingyu, upon seeing Wei Zongyuan’s Nine-Colored Peacock King Martial Spirit and the hundred thousand-year Soul Ring, could not hide their amazement.

The Nine-Colored Peacock King Martial Spirit was a fourteenth-grade superior Martial Soul.

Fourteenth-grade Martial Souls were rare in the Azure God Continent, and ones as superior as the Nine-Colored Peacock King were even rarer.

As for a hundred thousand-year Soul Ring, it was something almost never seen throughout the ages.

Not to mention Yao Qingxue, even divine spirits like Liu Xingyu, the Divine Spirit Ancestor, were seeing a hundred thousand-year Soul Ring for the first time.

A hundred thousand-year Soul Ring shone like a red sun, emitting an intense red light.

Under the illumination of the hundred thousand-year Soul Ring, rows of streets were covered in red, as if the whole area was bathed in redness.

Wei Zongyuan stood there as if clad in a red battle armor, his momentum soaring continuously.

“Yang Xiaotian, do you think that my Martial Soul has only evolved to have a hundred thousand-year Soul Ring?”

“In that ancient land, I also had a great encounter and condensed the eighth Golden Buddha Sword Heart!”

With this, one after another Golden Buddha Sword Heart within him shone brightly.

One after another, beams of Sword Qi burst forth.

For each Golden Buddha Sword Heart that lit up, an additional figure of Golden Buddha Shadows appeared behind him.

Eight Golden Buddha Shadows gathered around his body.

At the same time, Wei Zongyuan also activated his Vajra Unmoved Sword Body, with more than twenty thousand strands of Vajra Sword Qi twining around his whole body.

“Eight Golden Buddha Sword Hearts!” Seeing Wei Zongyuan had actually condensed eight Golden Buddha Sword Hearts, everyone, whether it was Liu Xingyu or Yao Qingxue and the others, was once again shocked.

Although it wasn’t nine, eight was enough to alarm all directions and realms.

With an Ancient Sword in hand, Wei Zongyuan pointed at Yang Xiaotian: “Yang Xiaotian, make your move!”

The three from Iceflame Qilin all had a cold look on their faces.

Yang Xiaotian stretched out his hand to stop them and said, “It’s no big deal. There’s plenty of time. I’ll play along with him for a move.”

One move!

This time, he would obliterate his opponent with just one move!

Hearing Yang Xiaotian say he would entertain him for one move, Wei Zongyuan laughed furiously: “Yang Xiaotian, do you still think you can be unbeatable like you were at Wangtian Peak?”

“Your Sword Heart only has one more than mine.”

“But my Soul Ring is a hundred thousand years old! And it’s the Soul Ring of the Purple-Eyed Bull Demon King!”

“My strength now far surpasses yours!”

“And yet you have the audacity to say you’ll ‘play along’ with me for one move!”

Enraged, Wei Zongyuan’s hundred thousand-year Soul Ring shone even more intensely.

Even the high sky was illuminated red.