The Birth Of The Unrivaled Ruler

6.

"Y-YOU DARE KILL HER?!" A roaring fire of raw killing intent blazed in his eyes.

The middle-aged man, sensing this, furrowed his brows. His own killing intent also surged violently out of his body.

"You dared to kill my only son... so why shouldn't I be allowed to kill her?" his cold voice echoed.

"You're nothing but a mere clone... yet you dare threaten me? Manifest your true body, and I shall slaughter you!" Yao Chen roared.

The middle-aged man formed a thin smile. "Killing you is as easy as flipping my palm... There is no need for my main body to claim your wretched life."

Wooooosh!

A colossal, black-and-white giant palm emerged from a rift in the spatial dimension. A dense humming sound from the violent fluctuations of Qi energy rippled outward. Just as the palm was about to crush Yao Chen's body—

Dozens of circular formation arrays materialized in front of Yao Chen, unleashing ancient sword symbols.

"Continent Destroying Sword?!" he bellowed.

Swoosh! Clang! BOOM!

The spatial cracks tore open like a minor apocalypse. However, after the two ultimate techniques collided, Yao Chen’s body was sent hurtling violently toward the ground.

"Ugh! My opponent is merely a clone... It would be a waste if I were to destroy this clone using my Divine Soul."

"To think your physical body is this powerful... Without the aid of artifacts, bloodlines, or internal Qi shields... Who exactly are you? To possess such a formidable body at merely the Grand Dao realm..."

Yao Chen lifted his head, his gaze turning even sharper. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

"Don't you want to see my bloodline? To see who I truly am? If that's the case, I will show you that I am your Grim Reaper!"

Wooooosh!

Yao Chen’s body vibrated violently as an ancient symbol manifested on his forehead. His cultivation base steadily climbed, breaking through to the Five-Star Grand Dao stage. Along with this sudden surge in cultivation, a suit of battle armor materialized across his entire body, making his appearance incredibly elegant!

"Burning his bloodline... That blood..." Huang Li’s father widened his eyes in disbelief.

Across the entire continent, there was no bloodline capable of forcefully raising one's cultivation level like this—unless they belonged to specific, elite factions of the upper realms.

"Y-you do not belong to this world... Letting you live will only breed catastrophic trouble in the future..."

Rotating both his hands in unison, dozens of palm-shaped formation seals suddenly manifested within the span of a few breaths. The dozens of seals began to fuse together, complementing each other until they grew to the size of a mountain.

Wooooosh!

The air trembled terrifyingly. Seeing the actions of Huang Li's father, Yao Chen merely offered a faint smirk.

"Even though this won't kill your main body, destroying a clone formed from your soul is more than enough to leave your true self severely wounded... Today is a warning to you, for killing someone you should have never touched in my life!"

Swoosh!

Yao Chen’s body dissolved into golden smoke. The smoke coalesced, morphing into a gargantuan projection of Yao Chen. His figure loomed as massive as a mountain. As the giant demonic palm shot forward, Yao Chen's colossal avatar instantly punched the palm with his bare hands.

BOOM!

Huang Li’s father’s eyes widened in utter shock.

"He withstood a strike from the Nirvana Demon Palm with a single blow..." Dazed, he suddenly realized the giant golden figure had already materialized right before his eyes.

"So... fast..."

BOOM!

Yao Chen did not squander the moment of distraction. He thrust both hands directly into the entity's torso, shattering the soul-formed clone into a million fragments of dust.

A few moments later, the blackened clouds turned even more ominous. A violent vortex of wind erupted, beginning to siphon the soul roots of everyone who had perished in Bei City.

Witnessing this, Yao Chen—wielding the power of his Divine Soul—immediately raised his head.

"Even the heavens want to claim her soul? I might not be as powerful as I was in the past, but the Divine Soul and Ancient Blood still flow within my veins... As long as I am standing here, NO ONE CAN TAKE HER!"

Swoosh!

Despite his massive size, within a few breaths, Yao Chen violently struck the vortex that was vacuuming the souls of the dead!

BOOM!

Space itself seemed to shatter as the entire atmosphere vibrated. The ripples of cultivation energy spread outward like a massive tsunami. Suddenly, a deep, heavy voice from within the vortex reached Yao Chen's ears.

"To possess such a powerful Divine Soul, I commend a cultivator like you... But defying the laws of heaven only ends in death!"

Swoosh!

A colossal golden deity emerged from within the vortex. It tore through space, allowing its even more massive body to step out from its hiding place.

Witnessing the sheer power of this heavenly Divine Soul, Yao Chen did not flinch.

"You can take the other souls, but I demand the soul of my beloved... If you insist on snatching her from my hands, I will not hesitate to perish alongside you!"

The newly arrived Divine Soul cast a sneering glance at Yao Chen. Its arrogant face made it glaringly obvious that Yao Chen's demand was entirely unacceptable.

"You are merely a lowly cultivator, and I am a God executing my duty... Today, I shall deliver justice on behalf of the heavenly laws!"

"In my thousands of years of living, I have finally realized that heaven truly exists... But even if I must be hunted by the likes of you, I will stand my ground!"

The Divine Soul before him squinted, its gaze narrowing sharply. While it could easily kill the mad youth in front of it, doing so would undoubtedly trigger a devastating counterattack.

"Hmph... Fine, since you are this stubborn... I shall concede today. Once my matters in the heavens are resolved in twenty years... I shall return to claim that soul."

Yao Chen watched the entity's departure, his mind plagued with questions.

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(Note: The text refers to "Bintang" here, which seems to be a meta-reference or a slip in the original narrative text for Yao Chen/the protagonist).

"Heaven... that place is not just a myth. And I have never encountered a Divine Soul this powerful before. If that's the case, my enemies are not just Xiao Ling and the Patriarch of the Giant Demon clan..."

His body suddenly reverted to its original state. However, a drastic drop occurred within his cultivation realm, plummeting all the way down to the High Dao stage. This was the severe backlash of burning his bloodline.

Looking at the soul spirit of Shi Yin, Yao Chen carefully stored it within his own body.

"Yin'er... on my journey this time, I will definitely bring you back to life. That is my PROMISE!" Yao Chen’s voice turned ice-cold.

"Even if every cultivator hunts me down, even if the Heavenly Cultivators refuse... I WILL STILL DO IT..." His voice grew colder still.