The Peerless Emperor (TPE)

Kill was a peak-stage Life and Death Realm martial artist, specializing in slaughter. The blood-colored soul force that surrounded him matched his blood-red robe perfectly. In the blink of an eye, he sliced through the water, rushing toward Lin Qian.

At the same time, Kill extended his hands, his ten fingers slender and seemingly boneless. Such hands allowed him to control his killing techniques with precision, taking lives in the finest details.

Kill's right hand reached for Lin Qian's chin, while his left hand condensed blood-colored soul force into a short dagger.

It was clear that Kill intended to fulfill his earlier threat—to cut out Lin Qian's tongue!

But just as Kill's right hand was about to touch Lin Qian, crimson-golden lightning surged through the water.

Boom!

In the next moment, Lin Qian disappeared from Kill's grasp, leaving him clutching at empty water.

At the same time, Lin Qian suddenly appeared behind Kill, his palm surging with crimson-golden lightning as it condensed into a sword of lightning, slashing toward Kill.

Clang!

However, when Lin Qian's sword of lightning struck Kill, the sound of metal clashing against metal echoed through the water. Despite being hit by the lightning sword, Kill remained unharmed, and the blood-colored soul force surrounding him didn't waver in the slightest.

This unexpected turn of events caused Lin Qian to look shocked. He hadn't anticipated that his strike would have no effect. It was as if Kill's blood-colored soul force was an impenetrable barrier.

Kill slowly turned around, a smug grin on his face as he looked at Lin Qian. "Did you forget? The Life and Death Realm's Force Realm undergoes a qualitative change in soul force after surviving the force tribulation."

As he finished speaking, the blood-colored soul force around Kill repelled the surrounding water, transforming into a blood-red sword that slashed toward Lin Qian.

Lin Qian quickly raised his crimson-golden lightning sword to block, but the blood-colored sword shattered his lightning blade upon contact. The force of the blow sent Lin Qian flying backward.

"A prodigy with nine cycles of nirvana... Destroying you will be so much fun!" Kill shrieked in excitement, his blood-red eyes gleaming with madness. Nine blood-red orbs orbited around him, forming a protective barrier.

Weaponized Soul Force!

The nine orbs, resembling liquid metal, transformed into a long, narrow blade of blood that Kill grasped firmly in his hand. He charged at the retreating Lin Qian, aiming to sever his right arm.

Kill's intent was clear—he wanted to cripple Lin Qian's right arm!

Given Lin Qian's powerful physique and current cultivation stage, regenerating a severed limb would be a significant challenge, and it would cost him seven to eight years of recovery, during which time he wouldn't be able to cultivate.

For Lin Qian, losing seven to eight years of cultivation would be a devastating blow.

But Lin Qian wasn't one to sit idly by. There was no way he would let Kill have his way.

Weaponized Soul Force!

A wide black blade adorned with crimson-golden patterns appeared in Lin Qian's hand. Unlike ordinary long swords, the blade of the Thunder Night Sword was broader, divided into three sections, and enveloped in a radiant lightning glow.

Before Kill's blood-colored sword could strike, the black blade of the Thunder Night Sword was already in place, blocking the attack.

As the blood-colored sword clashed with the black blade, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed, and the crimson-golden lightning within him roared. A massive surge of lightning energy erupted, forcing Kill to retreat.

However, Kill only retreated a single step before stabilizing himself. He glared at Lin Qian, his blood-red eyes burning with envy as he stared at the weaponized Thunder Night Sword. "Ancestral-grade soul weapon!"

The spectators on the viewing platforms gasped in shock.

Because this battle involved the third-ranked fighter, Kill, and the recently famous Lin Qian, almost no one was cultivating. They were all watching this match intently.

Many human cultivators expressed their relief—they were glad they hadn't missed this moment.

Even the eight-armed sea clan members were surprised as they gazed at Lin Qian, their eyes fixated on the weaponized Thunder Night Sword in his hand.

Ancestral-grade soul weapons were considered an exceptional talent for human soul martial artists!

None of the spectators possessed such a terrifying talent.

No, there was one more—Ye Xin!

"An ancestral-grade soul weapon... Lin Qian, you hid this too well," Li Yunfeng exclaimed in shock as he looked at the Thunder Night Sword in Lin Qian's hand.

Zhang Zide, however, frowned as he watched the blood-colored soul force around Kill grow even more intense. "The Transformative Three Realms—each major realm undergoes significant changes, especially the Life and Death Realm. For any race, these four sub-realms bring about a profound transformation."

"Kill is a Force Realm martial artist. The more talented Lin Qian appears, the more envious Kill will become, and the more vicious his attacks will be."

"No matter how vicious he becomes, can't Lin Qian just surrender if things get bad?" Zhang Wenxuan asked nonchalantly.

Zhang Qi chuckled bitterly and replied, "Xiaoxuan, you don't understand."

"What do you mean I don't understand?" Zhang Wenxuan retorted, unwilling to back down.

"Knowing His Majesty, he won't surrender easily," Zhang Qi said, trying to explain.

Li Yunfeng nodded and turned to Ye Xin. "Sister-in-law, do you think Lin Qian will hold on until he's defeated, or will he surrender if things go south?"

"Xiao Qian will definitely win. There's no need to surrender," Ye Xin said confidently, her face filled with pride as she looked at the others. "You don't need to worry about Xiao Qian—he'll be fine."

After speaking, Ye Xin continued to watch the arena, her eyes filled with unwavering confidence.

Seeing Ye Xin's confidence and then glancing back at Lin Qian, who was clashing head-on with Kill in the arena, Zhang Zide sighed helplessly. "There's no hope. This couple is hopelessly alike."

In the arena, despite being at the Void-breaking Realm, Lin Qian didn't use advanced techniques to maneuver around Kill. Instead, he continuously confronted Kill head-on.

Relying on his ancestral-grade soul weapon and his powerful physique, Lin Qian managed to hold his ground against Kill, even with his Void-breaking Realm strength. He wasn't completely overwhelmed.

However, Kill, on the other hand, had become even more unhinged, his maniacal screams growing louder.

The fact that Lin Qian hadn't been defeated and was still standing under his relentless attacks only drove Kill further into madness.

"Why do you get to have an ancestral-grade soul weapon?"

"Why, when you're just a mere Void-breaking Realm cultivator, can you stand against me?"

"I'll destroy you. I have to destroy you!" Kill screeched, increasing the speed and intensity of his attacks.

Lin Qian's clothes were gradually torn, his body bearing numerous cuts, and blood seeped from his wounds, drifting through the water.

"I'll cripple you!" Kill suddenly screamed, his blood-colored soul force condensing into countless tiny needles, each as thin as a flower pin, shooting toward Lin Qian.

Blood God's Needles!

This was Kill's signature soul technique. Once unleashed, it would wreak havoc on Lin Qian's meridians, dantian, muscles, and bones.

Meridians severed, dantian shattered, and bones broken.

Kill had used this move to turn countless prodigies into despondent wrecks!

But what Kill noticed was that, in the face of this technique, Lin Qian was smiling.