Chapter 648

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The great battle was on the verge of erupting.

The Dark Soul Guard had already engaged in fierce combat with over a hundred elite warriors of the Shang Clan, all of whom had reached the Tian Gang realm. The streets around them were filled with warriors of the Yuanfu realm, more than two thousand in total, who had already been locked in brutal combat. Even the nearby markets were not spared; houses were shattered and breached, one after another. Fortunately, the residents of those markets had long known that a battle of this scale would inevitably involve them, and they had all fled in advance.

In the sky above, twelve peak warriors, each at the seventh, eighth, or ninth level of the Tian Gang realm, were already locked in a deadly struggle. Everyone knew that the outcome of this battle would be determined by these twelve individuals. If even one of the six Shang Clan elders were to fall or be killed, the tide of the battle could turn.

The surroundings were now filled with the cries of battle and the stench of blood, which gradually spread through the air. He Bo, with his hands clasped in front of him, stood silently behind Ye Wushuang. His mission was to protect Ye Wushuang’s safety. No one was allowed to come near the young master while he was injured.

At that moment, Ye Wushuang sat in his chair, sighed, and slowly closed his eyes. He had been severely injured during the battle at the Qingyun Academy. Upon arriving at the Qingyun Pavilion, Qing Mengli had generously provided several top-tier healing pills from the pavilion. Now, the effects of the pills were beginning to take hold.

How could Ye Wushuang possibly just sit here and watch this battle unfold? The blood of the Ye Clan must be avenged with the blood of the other five clans! The effects of the pills continued to work through his meridians and flesh.

He Bo, sensing that Ye Wushuang was healing, remained silent. If the young master wished to join the battle, then so be it. His only responsibility was to ensure the young master’s safety.

The fighting grew increasingly fierce. The midday sun gradually shifted towards the west. Despite the countless screams, roars, and wails that reached Ye Wushuang’s ears, his expression remained unchanged. The Ye Clan must have faced similar circumstances in the past, he thought to himself. Gradually, his injuries began to stabilize.

At that very moment, Ye Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes. As his eyes snapped open, the bright and sunny day was suddenly overshadowed by a few dark clouds, blocking the warm rays of the sun. Looking up at the sky, Ye Wushuang murmured, “It’s going to rain…”

“That would be quite nice,” He Bo replied with a chuckle. A rain could wash everything away.

Suddenly, Ye Wushuang’s eyebrows furrowed. “Young master, is something wrong?” He Bo asked.

“Nothing…” Ye Wushuang replied.

At that moment, he suddenly sensed that the dense and intense life force in the air was being absorbed, bit by bit, by the Nine-Heaven Spirit Tower within his mind. Moreover, these life forces, once inside the tower, seemed to be rushing towards the portal to the third level.

“Life force is needed…” Ye Wushuang murmured to himself. “Could it be that the portal to the third level requires life force to open?”

The Nine-Heaven Spirit Tower was said to have several levels, though Ye Wushuang was not entirely certain how many. Most likely, it had nine levels. The first level was vast and boundless, with time flowing at half the speed of the outside world. Ye Wushuang spent most of his time cultivating there. In addition to this, the primal energy within the first level was also boundless. However, to manipulate this primal energy, Ye Wushuang would have to pay the price of his own lifespan.

The second level contained a single sword floating in the air—the Jiuyuan Tai Xu Sword. In Ye Wushuang’s experience from his previous life, he had never seen a divine artifact in the entire Cang Huang Heaven that could compare with it. Unfortunately, he could not control or wield it. However, the Tai Xu Sword Qi surrounding the Jiuyuan Tai Xu Sword was available for his use.

The mystery and power of the first and second levels had filled Ye Wushuang with anticipation for what lay beyond in the third level. Yet, despite his many attempts, he had been unable to open it. Now, as the life force of the fallen warriors poured into the Nine-Heaven Spirit Tower and flowed towards the portal of the third level, it seemed to be… dissolving the barrier!

If the portal to the third level could be opened, the rewards within would undoubtedly be immense. Ye Wushuang stood up.

“Young master…” He Bo expressed his concern for Ye Wushuang’s injuries.

“It’s not fatal, mostly just external wounds. I’ve rested long enough,” Ye Wushuang said with a smile. “I can’t just sit here and watch while they’re fighting for their lives, can I?”

The Tian Ya Sword slowly materialized in Ye Wushuang’s hand. “Annihilating the Shang Clan will at least allow me to vent some of my pent-up anger…”

With that, Ye Wushuang swiftly charged into the battle.