Chapter 1784

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　　That early-stage Star-Picking Realm expert was surrounded by seven or eight blood beasts, and among them, one also possessed early-stage Star-Picking Realm strength.
　　This made the early-stage Star-Picking Realm expert appear to barely hold his ground, occasionally even facing moments of crisis.
　　”You’re　the　one！”
　　Ye Wushuang observed carefully for a while, then gripped the Taiyuan Spirit Sword, his figure vanishing in a flash.
　　When he reappeared, Ye Wushuang was already behind that person, slashing out with his sword.
　　”Spirit Thunder Sword Curse！”
　　With a shout, thunder patterns condensed on Ye Wushuang’s sword body, covering the unleashed sword energy, instantly releasing deafening roars as they surged toward the early-stage Star-Picking Realm expert.
　　This Spirit Thunder Sword Curse was the first move of an Emperor-grade sword art Ye Wushuang had recently chosen.
　　Although Ye Wushuang had not yet reached the Star-Picking Realm, his spiritual energy concentration and intensity were already on par with mid-stage Star-Picking Realm experts.
　　Thus, he could also cultivate Emperor-grade sword arts.
　　In his past life, Ye Wushuang was devoted to the sword, and this life remained unchanged.
　　Therefore, among the many Emperor-grade spirit arts and sword techniques recorded in his mind, Ye Wushuang selected two.
　　Falling Thunder Heavenly Sword Art！
　　Ten Thousand Flames Sword Art！
　　Based on Ye Wushuang’s past choices, he would only select one sword technique for each major realm.
　　But now, as he approaches the Stellar Transformation Realm, Ye Wushuang has made a change.
　　First, between these two sword techniques, the Heaven’s Thunderfall Sword Art was self-created by him in the past. He is very satisfied with this technique, and practicing it again in this life would be faster. Moreover, with his current cultivation of thirty Thunder Palaces, it aligns perfectly with the Heaven’s Thunderfall Sword Art.
　　Second, the Blazing Myriad Sword Art is an extremely powerful and terrifying technique he once collected. In terms of sheer might, it surpasses the Heaven’s Thunderfall Sword Art.
　　Additionally, the Four Symbols Earthcore Flame he has now fused with is immensely powerful. If combined with this sword art, its potency would undoubtedly reach new heights.
　　Between these two sword techniques, Ye Wushuang agonized over the choice but ultimately decided to practice both.
　　Currently in the Delusional Ego Realm, he plans to use these two techniques to hone his skills. Once he truly reaches the Stellar Transformation Realm, their power will undoubtedly shine brilliantly in his hands.
　　With a single strike of the Spirit Thunder Sword Curse, sword energies imbued with the might of spirit lightning erupted, causing the blood beasts and blood humans to explode under its force—along with that early-stage Stellar Transformation Realm expert.
　　Not even a scream was uttered.
　　Yet this scene still caught the attention of Huang Song, the fifth prince of the Tianhuang Empire.
　　”Bastard！”
　　Huang Song roared, “What are you doing？”
　　Huang Song’s face twisted with fury as he hurled curses from a distance.
　　Ye Wushuang chuckled, “My apologies. I meant to help, but this newly learned swordsmanship got out of hand—ended up slicing your man in half too.”
　　Hearing this, Huang Song nearly exploded with rage.
　　As Ye Wushuang finished speaking, he lunged forward again, his sword energy howling like rolling thunder.
　　Another strike of the Spirit Lightning Sword Curse—the blade’s energy crackled with lightning, its power doubled as it surged toward a Wandering Self Realm expert from the Shu family.
　　The Shu family’s Wandering Self Realm expert, already barely holding on, met his end instantly under Ye Wushuang’s sword.
　　Like a ghost, Ye Wushuang flitted across the battlefield, appearing unpredictably behind members of the Shu, Shi, Cao families, and Huang Song’s forces—each sudden sword strike claiming another life.
　　After six deaths, Huang Song could no longer contain his fury. Gripping a silver spear, he charged straight at Ye Wushuang.
　　”You damned fool, seeking death！”
　　Huang Song’s spiritual power surged within him. With an angry roar, his silver spear shot forth like a dragon, its fierce spear energy aimed straight at Ye Wushuang’s face.
　　”Spirit Thunder Sword Curse.”
　　Countless sword shadows erupted, unleashing layers of thunderous explosive force that clashed head-on with the spear energy.
　　Boom…
　　In an instant, a deafening explosion erupted. Huang Song’s charging figure came to a halt, while Ye Wushuang was sent flying back dozens of feet before landing on the ground.
　　A bloodied figure charged at him with a sword, but Ye Wushuang didn’t even glance at it. With a single slash, he tore the bloodied figure apart.
　　The two stood about a dozen feet apart, staring at each other.
　　Huang Song said coldly, “A mere clown. Do you really think these blood puppets and beasts can stop me from killing you？”
　　Ye Wushuang sneered, “The Shi, Cao, and Shu families want to annihilate your Huang family. Instead of resisting, you teamed up with them to attack your own kin. A beast like you is a rare sight indeed.”
　　Hearing this, Huang Song clenched his fists, his expression turning even colder.
　　”What do you know, meddling here like this?” Huang Song raised his spear, its tip pointing directly at Ye Wushuang, and snorted, “Since you insist on playing the clown here, I’ll send you to meet the King of Hell first！”
　　Swish…
　　As the words fell, Huang Song erupted like an arrow released from its bow, instantly closing the distance to Ye Wushuang.
　　”Thunderfall　Return　Sword！”
　　Ye Wushuang inwardly shouted, his sword intent reaching its peak as the profound meaning stirred, merging the countless Void Spirit Sword Qi within his body with his own sword energy, fusing them into his sword technique and uniting with the spiritual lightning from thirty Thunder Manors.
　　Buzz…
　　A low, resonant hum echoed, followed by thunderous roars and the howling of sword Qi before Ye Wushuang, coalescing into a hundred-zhang colossal sword formed from thousands of sword energies.
　　Within the colossal sword, terrifying sword Qi imbued with the might of thunder was suppressed.
　　”Slash！”
　　With a shout, the long sword cleaved forward, charging straight toward the spear energy…
　　The colossal sword struck out like a thousand-zhang mountain being blasted forth, crashing into the spear energy and instantly tearing through countless strands of it.
　　Huang Song’s face turned deathly pale at the sight.
　　”How could…”
　　His late-stage Star-Shattering Realm cultivation was no facade—among the imperial clan’s descendants, he was considered a prodigy.
　　Ye Wushuang hadn’t even reached the Star-Shattering Realm, yet this sword strike possessed such terrifying power？
　　But now, there was no more time left for Huang Song to ponder.
　　The hundred-zhang giant sword, carrying the might of thunder, was already hurtling towards him.
　　There was no dodging it now—only a direct block would suffice！
　　”Damn it！” Huang Song cursed under his breath.
　　Boom…
　　A deafening explosion erupted at that moment, the terrifying thunderous power bursting forth and engulfing Huang Song’s figure.