Chapter 33: King Meets King, Immortal Lord vs. An Lan, An Immortal King-Level Battle!
"Originally, I intended to wait until the day my Dao completely fused, then seize the opportunity to attain enlightenment and glimpse that trace of the King Realm's mystery."
"But now it seems… I won't have that chance."
As his words fell, the gentleness in Ye Qingyu's eyes suddenly turned ruthless.
Then, under the shocked gazes of An Cangtian and the countless spectators of the Douluo Continent, he personally snapped his own Dao-proving weapon in half.
The moment the sword broke, an indescribably dazzling immortal light erupted from the broken blade.
Within it was a mass of radiant origin essence blood, shining like a miniature sun. Inside that essence, a tiny golden figure could even be seen sitting cross-legged, chanting ancient scriptures.
"I already said it. Step aside, or I will kill you."
"Fuse!!!"
With a thunderous roar toward the heavens, Ye Qingyu opened his mouth and swallowed the mass of origin essence blood.
In an instant, heaven and earth changed color. Storms roared as the winds reversed.
A terrifying aura surged explosively from within Ye Qingyu's body.
Bang!
It was as if some invisible shackles had shattered. An aura that did not belong to the Human Dao domain spread instantly.
At that moment, Ye Qingyu's black hair turned snow-white, whipping wildly in the wind.
Not only that, but immortal light burst from every pore of his body. Yin and Yang energies formed a massive Taiji Dao Diagram beneath his feet, covering tens of thousands of miles, as if an immortal exile had descended upon the mortal world.
Although fusing his Dao prematurely left him only a hair's breadth from the True Immortal realm, the pressure radiating from Ye Qingyu had already transcended the Human Dao domain and touched that level.
"You severed your own immortal path?!"
"Are you insane?!"
Seeing Ye Qingyu's desperate act, An Cangtian's pupils shrank as he shouted in shock.
He could not understand it.
Was capturing a mere bug worth such a price?
What kind of willpower did it take to be so ruthless toward oneself?
"The immortal path?"
Feeling the ocean-like power surging through his body, Ye Qingyu slowly raised his head. His eyes had become one black and one white, like the sun and moon alternating.
"Ye Qingyu was born with a mortal body. Without my master's guidance, I would never have had the chance to cultivate, let alone become an immortal."
"As long as I fulfill my master's command, even if I die and my Dao vanishes, I will have no regrets."
With that, Ye Qingyu moved.
He was the Tenth Sequence because the nine before him had already become immortals.
If he wanted to become an immortal, he could have done so long ago.
But that was not his goal.
He sought the Immortal King realm.
Though born with a mortal body, he wished to carve out a brilliant path for all mortal bodies in the world.
"Kill!!!"
Ye Qingyu stepped forward. The Taiji Dao Diagram beneath his feet spun wildly as he charged like a mad demon.
"Taiyin and Taiyang, which is stronger? When Yin and Yang unite, the world bows!"
With both hands, Ye Qingyu evolved the Dao of Yin and Yang.
In his left hand, a pitch-black Taiyin black hole condensed.
In his right hand, a golden sun furnace appeared.
Then his fists merged and smashed toward An Cangtian.
"Even if you forcefully elevate yourself, so what? A pseudo-immortal is still a pseudo-immortal! Die!"
Sensing the immortal aura surging from Ye Qingyu's body, An Cangtian was both shocked and furious.
The golden spear in his hand erupted with endless divine brilliance as he thrust directly toward Ye Qingyu.
Such a figure must not be allowed to live.
Clang!
The moment his fist and spear collided, a deafening explosion shook the heavens.
"Again!"
The instant Ye Qingyu landed, he transformed into an ancient Kunpeng and soared ninety thousand miles into the sky.
His massive wings slashed like heavenly blades, directly cutting through An Cangtian's protective immortal aura.
"Immortal Shield!"
Seeing the immortal light descending upon him, An Cangtian shouted in alarm. An ancient shield appeared before him.
But when that strike failed to kill him, Ye Qingyu showed no fear.
He had already abandoned defense entirely. Every move was a life-for-life exchange.
"Kunpeng Feather Kill!"
In an instant, countless divine feathers transformed into 108,000 immortal swords.
Like torrential rain, they fell upon the crimson earth, turning the land into a battlefield riddled with holes.
"Ah!!!"
Finally, after Ye Qingyu once again endured a spear strike that pierced straight through his chest—
His hand suddenly grabbed An Cangtian's shoulder.
"Break… for me!!!"
Slash!
Blood shot into the sky.
Amid An Cangtian's scream, one of his arms was violently torn off by Ye Qingyu.
Golden True Immortal blood scattered across the sky, burning countless mountains below into ashes.
At that moment, everyone watching, whether the God of Destruction or the countless spectators on the Douluo Continent, stood frozen in shock.
Especially the God of Destruction inside the alms bowl.
Looking at the blood-soaked Ye Qingyu, with white hair flying wildly as he tore off a True Immortal's arm like a demon god, the God of Destruction trembled violently, nearly wetting himself in terror.
Meanwhile, at the center of the battlefield.
An Cangtian clutched his severed shoulder, his face pale, his eyes filled with fear.
He had lost.
As the son of an Immortal King, as a True Immortal, he had actually been defeated by a Supreme who forcibly elevated his power.
"Ye Qingyu, you madman!"
"You severed your immortal path and emerged early just for this battle. Was it really worth it?!"
An Cangtian staggered backward. His golden spear had already been knocked away during their countless clashes.
Yet he could still feel the unyielding killing intent emanating from Ye Qingyu.
"It's over."
Ye Qingyu was drenched in blood. The hole in his chest still flowed with divine light, yet he showed no concern.
He walked slowly toward An Cangtian.
With every step, heaven and earth trembled.
"So what if I have a mortal body?"
"A mortal body can still slay immortals!"
With that, Ye Qingyu raised his hand. Yin and Yang energies gathered in his palm, condensing into a peerless killing sword that was about to descend.
"No! You cannot kill me!"
"My father is an Immortal King!"
Seeing the immortal light approaching, An Cangtian finally broke down.
He completely abandoned the dignity of a True Immortal, falling to his knees on the chariot and roaring toward the depths of the void.
"Those who chant my true name shall attain eternal life within the cycle of reincarnation!"
"Father, save me!"
Ye Qingyu's expression changed.
He wanted to kill him immediately or escape.
But it was already too late.
In that instant, time itself seemed to freeze.
The violent energy storms suddenly fell silent.
Even the killing sword that Ye Qingyu was about to swing froze midair, unable to descend even a single inch.
Then—
A terrifying aura awakened from a distant place.
It surpassed True Immortals.
It surpassed heaven and earth.
It seemed to stand above all ages and worlds.
A massive hand covered in golden scales extended from a spatial rift, gently supporting the ancient war chariot.
Another golden hand reached out from behind the chariot and grabbed toward Ye Qingyu, the man who had defied the heavens to slay an immortal.
A true Immortal King of the Foreign Domain had descended.
Before such terrifying power, let alone Ye Qingyu, even genuine immortal experts would have no ability to resist.
Looking at the enormous Immortal King hand above him, Ye Qingyu gave a bitter smile and glanced at the alms bowl in his arms.
He was already out of strength.
Defying the heavens to slay an immortal had exhausted everything he had.
Was he truly destined to fall here?
But at that critical moment—
The void behind Ye Qingyu was suddenly torn open as well.
A hand even more terrifying, wrapped in chaotic energy, extended from within and struck directly toward the golden Immortal King hand.
At the same time, a furious voice echoed from the rift, shaking the heavens and earth.
"Get lost!!!"
End of Chapter