Volume 1, Chapter 52: Eight Desolations Dragon-Slaughtering Saber

"Well, the noisy nuisances are finally gone. Next, it's time for us to settle our grudges."

Mu Yi had slain Jun Wuxie with just three strikes.

To the thousand people present, this was naturally immensely shocking, leaving them unable to recover their senses for a long time.

Yet to Mu Yi, it was as simple as eating or drinking—a mere trifle.

When his gaze fell once again upon Yue Jue, Fang Yiyu, and Yao Tiannan, the three of them instantly shivered and instinctively took steps backward.

Only then did they realize that even though they had all stepped into the Origin Prefecture Realm, facing the current Mu Yi meant they actually had no advantages whatsoever.

Instead, their hearts trembled, and an unprecedented fear of Mu Yi took hold of them.

"Take out the superior-grade spirit treasures! Fight Mu Yi to the death! We have nowhere left to retreat!"

At this critical juncture of life and death, Yue Jue, Fang Yiyu, and Yao Tiannan managed to display some spine.

They knew that fear was useless.

Just as Mu Yi had said earlier:

It was no longer a question of whether they would spare Mu Yi.

It was that Mu Yi would not spare them.

Therefore, this battle concerned not only the outcome between them and Mu Yi, but also their very lives.

Who among them would even see tomorrow's sun?

"Mu Yi, we refuse to believe that you can truly contend against three powerhouses of the Origin Prefecture Realm! Especially when each of us holds a superior-grade spirit treasure!"

Taking a deep breath, Yue Jue produced the Ancient Universe Mirror in his hand.

In Yao Tiannan's hand appeared the War Tiger Beast Bone Saber.

Above Fang Yiyu's head hovered the Divine Cauldron of Departing Fire.

Wielded by these three, the three superior-grade spirit treasures would unleash terrifying might.

"Hmph, it seems you have finally realized that death is approaching and are prepared to fight me to the death."

A predatory smile curved the corners of Mu Yi's lips.

"In that case, let me show you the most terrifying power of the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber when paired with its technique."

In Mu Yi's right hand, a dragon-patterned, golden-yellow saber finally appeared.

The moment this saber materialized, everyone's gaze was riveted upon it.

For a moment, many people's breathing practically stagnated.

For this saber exuded the aura of a Dao artifact.

A Dao artifact was the rarest treasure in the entire Great Gan Empire.

Even a lower-grade Dao artifact required a powerhouse of the Origin Realm to activate it.

Otherwise, anyone below this realm, even if they obtained a Dao artifact, could only look at it in utter uselessness.

Yet as Mu Yi gripped the saber in his right hand, a different feeling arose in everyone's hearts.

"The Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber! A superior-grade Dao artifact!"

In the eyes of Fang Yiyu, Yue Jue, and Yao Tiannan surged intense greed and burning desire.

At the same time, their eyes harbored extreme dread and even terror.

"Mu Yi, stop putting on a front here. The Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber in your hand is a superior-grade Dao artifact, a divine weapon that only a giant of the Origin Realm can activate."

"You are merely in the Divine Transformation Realm, yet you wish to wield this saber? Isn't that a bit too overconfident?"

Derisive sneers appeared on the faces of Yue Jue, Fang Yiyu, and Yao Tiannan.

They were merely trying to bolster their own courage.

"Indeed, no one else in the Great Gan Dynasty without the cultivation of the Origin Realm could ever hope to activate the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber."

Mu Yi smiled faintly. "What a pity, though—I am the exception."

"What ordinary mortals cannot accomplish, I, Mu Yi, can!"

"What ordinary mortals dare not attempt, I, Mu Yi, likewise dare to do!"

With supreme arrogance, Mu Yi declared, "Now, let me show you what it means to transcend the three realms and stand outside the five elements."

He swung the saber, lifting it high.

The opening stance: overwhelming as a thunderbolt!

The ultimate killing move of the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber technique, the Nihility Slash!

It appeared in the world once more!

This Nihility Slash was completely different from the previous one.

Back then, Mu Yi had merely used his arm as a blade, yet that formidable lethality had still instantly killed Jun Wuxie.

And now, Mu Yi was holding the superior-grade Dao artifact, the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber!

And executing the Nihility Slash once again!

This was a complete dimensional reduction strike!

"No..."

The target locked on by Mu Yi was the Crane King of the Soaring Firmament, Fang Yiyu.

The saber descended in a single stroke.

The Divine Cauldron of Departing Fire, the superior-grade spirit treasure protecting Fang Yiyu, was cleaved directly in two!

Following that, a streak of saber radiance swept across the sky.

Fang Yiyu's head flew high into the air, spinning away.

His headless corpse crashed heavily to the ground.

A single slash to sever a head.

That was Mu Yi.

"Fang Yiyu..."

His two companions, Yue Jue and Yao Tiannan, hadn't even processed what had actually happened.

It was too fast!

It was as swift and fierce as a thunderbolt!

Mu Yi killed a man in less than a single breath.

"Run! Run for your lives!"

At this very moment, Yue Jue and Yao Tiannan finally understood what kind of blood-soaked god of slaughter Mu Yi truly was.

With merely the sixth level of the Divine Transformation Realm, he was actually capable of wielding a superior-grade Dao artifact, the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber!

How could this fight continue? There was no way to fight!

Thus, the two of them leaped desperately into the sky, attempting to flee this place.

Now that they were Origin Realm powerhouses, they could soar through the air, something Mu Yi supposedly could not do.

"Flee? Do you really think I'd let you escape today? Where would I, Mu Yi, put my face?"

Mu Yi had anticipated this scene long ago.

"Demon Soul Heavenly Slash!"

The ultimate esoteric technique of the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber, as well as its area-of-effect killing move, was unleashed by Mu Yi wielding the blade with both hands.

He leaped high into the air, hacking out consecutive saber strokes like a mad demon.

In an instant, the saber techniques intertwined into a heavenly net that descended and enveloped them.

"Ah! No..."

Yue Jue and Yao Tiannan had only just soared into the sky when the saber net descended from above.

"Break for me!"

The two superior-grade spirit treasures in their hands, the Ancient Universe Mirror and the War Tiger Beast Bone Saber, flew out in an attempt to carve a gap in the saber net and allow them to escape with their lives.

Yet everything was in vain.

If Mu Yi were not wielding the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber, the saber net he slashed out might indeed have been broken by the two superior-grade spirit treasures.

But now, with Mu Yi holding the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber, every single strike he unleashed carried the might of a superior-grade Dao artifact.

How could the Divine Cauldron of Departing Fire and the War Tiger Beast Bone Saber possibly match that?

Under the edge of the Demon Soul Heavenly Slash, these two superior-grade spirit treasures instantly turned to ashes.

Then, everyone watched as Yue Jue and Yao Tiannan were engulfed by the descending saber net and likewise reduced to ashes in an instant.

The two of them, along with their superior-grade spirit treasures, were utterly obliterated.

"Dead! They're all dead just like that..."

Every single person—the major factions, the thousand-plus disciples—found it impossible to believe that this scene was real.

The Great Gan Academy had enjoyed a millennium of prestigious renown.

To slay Mu Yi, they had dispatched the Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, and Crane Kings—figures who normally would not have entered the competition.

Yet these four trump cards hadn't even had the chance to display their proper might before being completely pulverized by Mu Yi.

Before it had even truly begun, it was already over.

The earth-shattering, soul-stirring battle everyone had anticipated never materialized.

What appeared instead was absolute suppression.

What appeared was Mu Yi wielding the Desolate-Shattering Dragon-Slaying Saber, slaughtering them as easily as butchering pigs and dogs.

Without a single suspense.

The four kings of the Great Gan Academy had possessed no ability to resist from start to finish.

"Ah! Run!"

Soon, the four hundred-plus disciples of the Great Gan Academy were the first to snap back to reality.

Pale and soul-shattered, fouling themselves in terror, they fled frantically in all directions. Some were so terrified that their knees turned to jelly.

Yet even if they had to crawl, they needed to get far away from here.

For Mu Yi was simply too terrifying!

The disciples of the Great Gan Academy had always stood high above the rest; wherever they went, they were the stars that drew all eyes.

They were the undisputed overlords of every iteration of the Dragon Gate Battlefield held over the past thousand years.

But this time was entirely different!

Because the disciples of the various sects had seen, more than once, the disciples of the Great Gan Academy fleeing like stray dogs.

They were mere fish on Mu Yi's chopping block.