Chapter 147
by 林方方Chapter 147: Brothers Again in the Next Life!
Pfft!
The words had barely left that Ye Clan powerhouse’s mouth when a streak of sword light pierced straight through his brow, and a jet of blood burst from the back of his skull.
An instant kill!
All the Ye Clan powerhouses were horrified. What the hell, had Ye Tianming lost his mind? He actually dared to kill someone right in front of the statue of Guanxuan Sword Master Ye Guan!
Ye Tianming gripped his sword and walked slowly toward the Ye Clan powerhouses, blood still dripping steadily from the blade in his hand.
Crack!
At that moment, the space-time before Ye Tianming suddenly split open, and a streak of sword light came slashing out. The figure who emerged was none other than the most prodigiously talented of the Ye family’s younger generation: Ye Jinghong.
Ye Jinghong held his longsword and looked at Ye Tianming. “If you want to destroy the Ye Clan, you’ll have to walk over my dead body first.”
Within Ye Jinghong’s body, wave after wave of sword intent surged forth, and the sword in his hand trembled violently at that moment, letting out a piercing sword cry.
In truth, he could have chosen not to come back.
But he had no choice.
No matter what, this was the Ye family, this was his clan, and he had to protect his own family, protect his own people.
Ye Tianming walked slowly toward Ye Jinghong. His cultivation suddenly reverted to the Supreme Immortal Realm — he regarded the person before him as a worthy opponent, and that person deserved his respect, so he would not use his greater power to bully someone weaker.
The next moment, he vanished from where he stood.
Pfft!
Sword light flashed like a shooting star, roaring as it passed.
One sword to decide life and death!
Having slaughtered so many clans, Ye Tianming’s sword intent and killing will had reached a truly terrifying level at this point. The moment this sword was unleashed, the entire region of space-time where the two stood instantly shattered apart.
Seeing Ye Tianming’s sword, Ye Jinghong’s pupils suddenly contracted. He had not expected Ye Tianming’s sword intent to be so terrifyingly powerful. The next moment, his body burst into flames, and in an instant, he transformed into countless streaks of sword light and charged forward.
He knew that facing Ye Tianming as he was now, he had only one chance to strike.
With this one sword, he poured out every last ounce of his strength.
Soon, the two streaks of sword light collided with tremendous force, but the moment they made contact, Ye Jinghong’s overwhelming sword intent was instantly torn open, and Ye Tianming’s sword drove straight through, piercing directly between Ye Jinghong’s brows.
When Ye Tianming reappeared, he was already dozens of zhang behind Ye Jinghong, gripping that blood-red qi sword as he walked slowly toward the Ye Clan.
Ye Jinghong gazed ahead and said softly, “What fearsome sword intent……”
With those words, his eyes slowly closed, and his breath faded entirely.
”Take him down with us!”
At that moment, the Ye Clan powerhouses nearby, upon seeing Ye Jinghong slain, let out a collective roar. Countless Ye Clan powerhouses charged toward Ye Tianming — yet before they could even get close, they were cut down directly by Ye Tianming’s Minggu Spirit Puppets.
And after Ye Tianming had unleashed that sword strike, a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth that he could not stop no matter what. In the end, he simply stopped trying, letting the blood flow freely down from the corner of his mouth onto his chest.
Ye Tianming slowly raised his head and looked into the distance. By now, his Minggu Spirit Puppets were already cutting a bloody swath through the Ye Clan.
Ye Tianming drew a deep breath, rose to his feet, and walked toward the Ye Clan not far away. At that moment, Minggu Spirit suddenly said in a trembling voice, “Young Master, your body is now incredibly weak. You absolutely cannot draw on my power any further — otherwise, you will perish in body and soul.”
Ye Tianming said softly, “Hold on a little longer.”
Minggu Spirit’s voice took on a note of fear. “Young Master, there’s nothing left to hold on with. Run?”
Ye Tianming shook his head. He directly ignited his physical body and once again drove Minggu Spirit, his cultivation returning to the Circle-Breaking Realm — but his body and soul instantly began to fade rapidly into translucence.
Not only that, his lifespan was draining away at a terrifying speed at that very moment!
Minggu Spirit was greatly alarmed. “Young Master, you…… what are you doing?”
Ye Tianming said softly, “Run?”
As he spoke, he gave a slight shake of his head. “There’s no running from this.”
He knew that there were many powerful figures lurking in the shadows, all waiting for Ye Tianming to burn out completely. The moment he did, those powerhouses would swarm in.
There was no way out for him.
Of course, he had never thought about leaving either.
Ye Tianming slowly raised his head and looked into the distance. Within the Ye Clan, bloodied heads were flying into the air one after another, and screams of agony rang out without end.
The next moment, he charged straight in.
Kill!
His eyes grew redder and redder, like a sea of blood.
The Sword Sect Sect Master, who had rushed over, stood at the edge of the sky, watching as Ye Tianming slaughtered the Ye Clan. There was nothing she could do — even she was powerless to stop Ye Tianming at this point.
But she knew that Ye Tianming was about to reach his limit.
The Ye Clan powerhouses went from being utterly fearless at the start to being consumed by terror at the end. Soon, some of those still alive knelt before the statue of Guanxuan Sword Master, begging the Guanxuan Sword Master to “manifest a miracle.”
But it was no use. Before long, every last person in the entire Ye Clan had been slaughtered clean.
After wiping out the Ye Clan, Ye Tianming’s steps began to slow, yet he still forced himself forward on sheer willpower alone.
The powerhouses watching in secret from all around were utterly stunned. The Ye Clan……. had just been wiped out like that?
The Guanxuan Universe was about to change.
Ye Tianming suddenly waved his hand, and the Minggu Spirit Puppets at his side transformed into streaks of light and flew off in all directions.
The Sword Sect Sect Master saw this and was puzzled at first, but quickly understood.
They were going to wipe out the remaining great clans.
In the earlier Universe Grand Tournament, the top great clans had sent nearly all of their Circle-Breaking Realm powerhouses to the universe battlefield. Now, none of these families had any Circle-Breaking Realm powerhouses left. Therefore, even if his Minggu Spirit Puppets could not completely destroy the remaining great clans, they would certainly deal them devastating blows.
Ye Tianming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He slowly turned around, forcing his body upright as he rode his sword into the air, and before long, he arrived at Guanxuan Academy.
At this very moment, Guanxuan Academy was also on full alert.
Every Dean and all the top powerhouses had been deployed, all gathered to protect Guanxuan Academy.
Inside Guanxuan Academy, Bai Ci stood at the very front. Seeing Ye Tianming approaching, he showed not the slightest surprise. He knew that Ye Tianming would inevitably come here, because what Ye Tianming truly sought to destroy was not only those great clans, but Guanxuan Academy as well.
Around Guanxuan Academy, several thousand sword cultivators had assembled.
Defend the Academy!
No matter what, the Academy could not be destroyed — it was the very core of the Guanxuan Universe.
Ye Tianming gripped his sword and walked toward Guanxuan Academy, moving very, very slowly, like an old man on the verge of death. Whether in body or in soul, he had already reached his absolute limit.
Bai Ci watched Ye Tianming with a calm gaze, showing no panic. Why? Because the Academy’s core strength was essentially still intact — including the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, whose overall power had not been significantly affected. And as for the destruction of those great clans……. for the Academy, it was actually something of a good thing.
After this, the power of the great clans had been drastically diminished!
His, Bai Ci’s, true objective had been achieved.
Ye Tianming raised his head and looked at Bai Ci in the distance. Bai Ci said calmly, “Quite the Law of All Beings…… a pity, your power is gone.”
The power of the Law of All Beings was gone.
Ye Tianming slowly turned to look, his gaze piercing through space-time and falling upon Ye Nan. With the power of the Law of All Beings extinguished, Ye Nan could no longer resist the Sword Sect’s protective grand formation. All the blood-red talismans began to shatter, and countless streaks of sword light passed through his body.
Ye Nan seemed to sense something. He slowly raised his head, and when he saw Ye Tianming, he broke into a grin. “Big brother is going on ahead.”
With those words, he lowered his head slightly. “Xiao’e…… I’m coming to keep you company.”
As his voice fell, his physical body and soul vanished without a trace.
Seeing this, Ye Tianming’s eyes suddenly grew moist. He turned his head again, and in another stretch of space-time, Ye Zong could no longer hold back against that Martial God Spear. He had already been run through the chest by it, and the Martial God aura was rampaging through his body, destroying his vitality.
Ye Zong raised his head, his gaze meeting Ye Tianming’s. He broke into a grin. “Tianming bro…… let’s be brothers again in the next life…… haha!”
With those words, his body exploded apart and dissipated into the heavens and earth.
Two streams of tears welled up and flowed down Ye Tianming’s face.
He withdrew his gaze, then walked toward Bai Ci and the others. Bai Ci looked at him. “It’s time for this to end.”
Ye Tianming fixed his eyes on Bai Ci. “I can sense it — there is an extraordinarily powerful formation within this Academy, far stronger than an ordinary Circle-Breaking Realm by a great margin, and yet you haven’t used it…… clearly, you deliberately let me slaughter the great clans.”
Bai Ci looked at him and said nothing, because that was indeed exactly what he had done.
Ye Tianming stared at Bai Ci. “Whatever it is you’re scheming, what if I told you that Yang Jia is dead?”
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