Chapter 1648

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**Immediately, a group of Wandering Self realm powerhouses from the Lingjian Pavilion and the Qi family surged forward once again.**

**Ba Chengyun attempted to rescue Lian Xuan, while the others sought to prevent Ye Wushuang from delivering the final blow to Lian Xuan.**

**The crowd, in a chaotic frenzy, unleashed their spiritual energies and cast their spiritual spells, all directed at Ye Wushuang.**

**But at that very moment…**

**Ye Wushuang, gripping the Taiyuan Spirit Sword, spoke with a cold, indifferent gaze: “Come to die together?”**

**As his words fell, Ye Wushuang swung his sword. The Taiyuan Spirit Sword emitted a deep, resonant hum, and its blade was soon engulfed in flames.**

**”It’s geothermal fire!”**

**Ba Chengyun’s face darkened upon seeing this, and he roared in anger: “Quick, suppress him!”**

**”Suppress me? With you lot?”**

**Holding the spirit sword, Ye Wushuang’s voice remained cold: “Let’s see just how powerful the true integration of geothermal fire with the Nine Heavens Mystical Fire Sword Technique can be!”**

**As Ye Wushuang’s words faded, the fire on the blade of the Taiyuan Spirit Sword released an overwhelmingly intense heat.**

**”Starfire Conflagration Slash!”**

**Once again.**

**The same move.**

**Ye Wushuang swung his sword, and with each strike, he pivoted and struck again, launching a relentless assault.**

**Bang! Bang! Bang!**

**Instantly.**

**The sword qi he unleashed collided with the spiritual spells of the attackers around him.**

**Within a radius of a hundred zhang, the sounds of clashing swords and spells erupted in a cacophony.**

**The Wandering Self realm experts, seeing Ye Wushuang’s move being collectively blocked by their combined efforts, breathed a sigh of relief.**

**But at that very moment.**

**Ye Wushuang let out a derisive chuckle.**

**”It’s over!”**

**Seeing Ye Wushuang’s expression, Ba Chengyun, who had already charged to Lian Xuan’s side, his face changed dramatically.**

**”Explode!”**

**At that moment, Ye Wushuang clenched his hand.**

**The scattered sword light, which had been extinguished after colliding with the crowd’s spells like sparks falling to the ground, suddenly…**

**Boom… Boom… Boom…**

**Deafening explosions rang out.**

**In an instant, the heavens and earth around Ye Wushuang were filled with the roar of explosions and the flash of fire.**

**After a long while.**

**On the ground, figures around him wailed in agony. Some were missing limbs, with blood gushing out, while others had already become lifeless corpses.**

**On the ground.**

**Inside a pit.**

**Ba Chengyun slowly rose to his feet, brushed the dirt off his body, and then felt a searing pain in his inner thigh. Looking down, he saw a wound that extended to his calf, with blood flowing steadily.**

**”Damn it!”**

**Ba Chengyun cursed under his breath.**

**It was all because Lian Xuan had been too impulsive.**

**This was Ye Wushuang, the one who had slain Bu Shaoyun at the seventh transformation!**

**Lian Xuan?**

**Ba Chengyun suddenly thought of his friend and immediately scanned the surroundings, searching for Lian Xuan’s whereabouts.**

**”Are you looking for him?”**

**Suddenly, a voice rang out in his ear.**

**Ba Chengyun slowly turned his head and looked behind him.**

**There, Ye Wushuang, his white robe stained with blood, held the Taiyuan Spirit Sword in one hand and a body in the other.**

**”Lian Xuan…”**

**Ba Chengyun’s face turned even more ghastly as he saw Lian Xuan, who looked like a dead dog in Ye Wushuang’s grasp.**

**Ye Wushuang roughly pulled up Lian Xuan, placed the Taiyuan Spirit Sword against his neck, and spoke indifferently: “From the Cave of Emptiness to the Wandering Self, I will kill each and every one of you from the Lingjian Pavilion!”**

**With a swift motion, the sword sliced through Lian Xuan’s neck, and blood gushed out. Lian Xuan tried to cover the wound with his hands, but it was futile!**

**Ba Chengyun watched in horror as Ye Wushuang slit Lian Xuan’s throat right before his eyes.**

**”Ye Wushuang, you…”**

**”What?”**

**Ye Wushuang cast aside Lian Xuan’s corpse, pointed the sword tip at Ba Chengyun’s chest, and said indifferently: “What do you want to say?”**

**Ba Chengyun’s body stiffened, and he spoke in a low voice: “Even if we die, you will never escape this time.”**

**”Is that so?”**

**Ye Wushuang increased the force on his palm, and the sword tip pierced through Ba Chengyun’s chest, blood spurting out.**

**Ba Chengyun’s body trembled, his face turned pale, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.**

**”Unfortunately, you will never know whether I am truly dead or not!” Ye Wushuang’s voice trailed off slowly.**

**The sword tip pierced through Ba Chengyun’s chest, extinguishing his life force.**

**Ye Wushuang slowly pulled out the long sword.**

**And at that very moment.**

**Whoosh… Whoosh… Whoosh…**

**In an instant, the sound of breaking air rang out behind Ye Wushuang.**

**Then.**

**Boom…**

**A deafening roar echoed incessantly.**

**Centered around Ye Wushuang, the earth within a radius of thirty li kept rumbling and bursting.**

**Even the more than twenty Lingjian Pavilion powerhouses with varying degrees of injuries were caught up in the sudden explosion.**

**Screams of agony and wails of pain rang out, but soon they gradually weakened.**

**”Ye Wushuang…”**

**In the distance, An Ningran, Lin Yuzhu, and others saw this scene and their faces changed.**

**Qing Shiyu, who was being blocked by several Wandering Self realm experts from the first to the third tribulation, glanced at Ye Wushuang’s direction and was momentarily distracted. She was careless and was slashed on her left arm by a swordsman, with blood gushing out immediately.**

**”Ye Wushuang…” Qing Shiyu’s beautiful eyes looked into the distance, filled with worry.**

**The roar continued to sound.**

**After about thirty breaths of time, it finally ceased.**

**In the area where Ye Wushuang was, the earth was pockmarked with numerous ten-zhang deep pits, densely scattered.**

**At the same time, within the pits, the remains of mangled corpses were scattered everywhere.**

**And at this moment.**

**Outside the explosion zone, a young man dressed in blue stepped forward with his hands behind his back.**

**”Du Mu Yun Ze!”**

**An Ningran, seeing the blue-robed young man, spoke with a venomous gaze: “The first on the previous Cave of Emptiness list, his method of attack is so despicable!”**

**That explosion must have been caused by the unique Thunderbolt Grenade from the Lingjian Pavilion.**

**In the distance, Du Mu Yun Ze’s expression remained calm as he spoke indifferently: “No matter what means are used, as long as it can kill the opponent, why should I take unnecessary risks?”**

**”But your convenient method doesn’t seem to be very effective, does it?”**

**A derisive laugh echoed from within the pit.**

**Ye Wushuang slowly stood up, his blood-stained clothes covered in dirt, his long hair slightly disheveled. His left arm was torn, with blood flowing freely, and there was also a gash on his abdomen, revealing his left ribs.**

**”I think the effect is still acceptable!” Du Mu Yun Ze’s voice was light and airy: “At least, you have been seriously injured!”**

**The two locked eyes, and Ye Wushuang smiled and said: “The Lingjian Pavilion’s Thunderbolt Grenade can indeed kill ordinary Wandering Self realm practitioners, but… it can’t kill me!”**

**”Since it can’t kill me, then… you must die!”**

**With these words, Ye Wushuang, sword in hand, completely disregarding his own injuries, charged straight at Du Mu Yun Ze.**