Chapter 1487: Refuse My Kindness
All the onlookers were dumbstruck. Xiang Shaoyun might have defeated seven opponents before this, but he had never delivered too bad a beating to any of them. He mostly did enough to end the battle. But against Nangong Ao, not only had he achieved victory, but he had also slapped the Nangong Clan's face.
"Bastard! Release the young master!" shouted the Nangong Clan's dao guardian furiously.
If possible, he would rather fight Xiang Shaoyun himself than have his young master suffer such humiliation.
Mo Xuwu couldn't watch on anymore and said, "Enough, Xiang Shaoyun."
Each of the 10 geniuses came from a strong background. Thus, their visit to the Darkdevil Sect could be considered a boon for the sect. If Xiang Shaoyun offended any of them too much, it wouldn't reflect too nicely upon the Darkdevil Sect.
After hearing Mo Xuwu's words, Xiang Shaoyun smashed Nangong Ao against the ground two more times before tossing him away. "I said that I would defeat you with one move. I never lie. Go back and train for a hundred years before you come running your mouth again."
The moment Nangong Ao was tossed away, Nangong Ao soared into the sky like a bolt of lightning. A ferocious expression appeared on his bloody face as he roared, "Xiang Shaoyun, you dare humiliate me? I'll kill you!"
Nangong Ao had never suffered such humiliation before. Thus, he had been truly angered. A halberd appeared in his hand. It was a pseudo-god weapon emanating wind and lightning energy. With the halberd, his strength was enhanced to a terrifying level as he swung at Xiang Shaoyun.
Suanni's Fury!
A projection of the legendary beast suanni appeared behind Nangong Ao. With the swing of the halberd, it was as though the mythological beast had descended upon the world. Its fury could shake the world, and its sharp fangs could easily tear fourth-stage pseudo-Gods apart.
The so-called fourth-stage pseudo-God was not just someone reaching the middle point of the pseudo-God Realm. Rather, it was someone who had formed four clumps of God Realm energy. Each clump of God Realm energy was powerful enough to kill ten Great Saints.
Thus, Nangong Ao's feat of unleashing an attack of such degree was proof of his prowess as the Nangong Clan's young master. If Xiang Shaoyun had yet to break through into the third stage, he would probably have a hard time surviving the attack.
"Since you insist on refusing my kindness, don't blame me for not holding back," said Xiang Shaoyun with a ruthless look on his face. An energy saber formed in his hand. It was the phantom of the Overlord Skyslaying Saber, one that he had formed with primal chaos lightning energy. Primal chaos lightning bolts had also been summoned from the sky, and they covered his entire body in bright lightning energy as he swung the saber.
Nine Overlord Skyslaying Saber Technique: eighth stance, one slash to shift the sun and moon.
Atop the massive ring, the primal chaos saber demonstrated the splendor of the sun and the moon as they shifted repeatedly, forming a terrifying might. The Nine Overlord Skyslaying Saber Technique was a technique Xiang Shaoyun had created himself during his past life.
It was a god-grade technique, and each stance was stronger than the previous stance. With his current strength, he could barely unleash the eighth stance and unleash an attack no weaker than Nangong Ao's attack.
The two attacks clashed again and again, causing explosion after explosion. Countless lightning bolts rained down from the sky, forming a sight that filled everyone with disbelief. From the intense energy undulations, it was already obvious which of the two was stronger.
The purple wind lightning was a god-grade lightning, but the primal chaos lightning was of an even higher grade. Thus, the primal chaos lightning was naturally the stronger one of the two. If it wasn't for Xiang Shaoyun's lower cultivation, the primal chaos lightning was enough to erase all the purple wind lightning present.
Nangong Ao was beaten into retreat. If it wasn't for his god-grade armor, he would have suffered grave injuries from the bombardment. Even so, he had still been injured so much that he started coughing blood and felt as if all his organs had been misplaced. Numerous deep wounds could be seen on his four limbs, and his halberd had been blasted from his hand. He looked incredibly miserable.
As Xiang Shaoyun swung at his neck, Nangong Ao was overwhelmed in fear. He hurriedly shouted, "Elder, save me!"
"Xiang Shaoyun, stop!" roared the Nangong Clan's dao guardian in panic as he prepared to charge onto the ring.
But before he could move, Purple Lightning Marquis's aura locked onto him. The aura was so powerful it sent a chill down his spine. He no longer dared to move and could only watch on as Nangong Ao was scared out of his life. His only hope was for the Darkdevil Sect to save his young master. Mo Xuwu naturally wouldn't watch on as Nangong Ao was killed. But just as he was about to make a move, the energy saber vanished right before Nangong Ao's throat.
"I'll spare your life this once. The next time I see you, there will be no mercy," said Xiang Shaoyun mercilessly.
Nangong Ao was an extremely proud person. He had never been spoken to like this before. In his fury, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and then fainted. With his cultivation, he wouldn't faint unless he had suffered a serious injury. Thus, he had intentionally fainted because he did not know how he should face the people around him in this situation.
The moment the barrier around the ring was removed, the Nangong Clan's dao guardian rushed onto the stage and carried Nangong Ao away. Before leaving, he glared at Xiang Shaoyun and threatened, "Xiang Shaoyun, the Nangong Clan won't forget this!"
He then left the Darkdevil Sect.
At this time, Purple Lightning Marquis transmitted his voice over, "Overlord, do you want me to go kill them?"
Purple Lightning Marquis was naturally aware that the Nangong Clan was their enemy. That was also why he had asked the question.
"Forget it. We'll deal with them fair and square in the future," replied Xiang Shaoyun.
He had yet to become a God. Thus, it still wasn't the best time for him to formally stand against the eight organizations. At present, the Ziling Sect wasn't their match yet.
By now, all the onlookers were looking at Xiang Shaoyun with reverence.
He had already proved that he was worthy of Devil Concubine. After all, he was only a third-stage Heaven Battling Realm cultivator. By the time he became a Great Saint, he could probably slay even Gods.
Mo Yue transmitted to Mo Xuwu, "Regardless of the results of the next two fights, we can't let go of this son-in-law."
"There's no rush, Grandpa. The next two challengers are also extraordinary individuals. Perhaps we'll be pleasantly surprised," said Mo Xuwu. Nevertheless, he already started to view Xiang Shaoyun favorably.
Even if the next two challengers could defeat Xiang Shaoyun, it did not mean Xiang Shaoyun would remain weaker than them forever.