Immortal of the Ages

Yun Xiao simply shook his head at Shen Nanyin's taunts. "Well, you can't say whatever happens to you next isn't deserved."

His white robes billowed. The Heaven Burial Sword Soul in his hand transformed into a three-foot azure blade, held horizontally at his side. Between his brows, the silhouette of a nine-headed violet dragon slowly emerged.

"The little eunuch dog actually wants to make a move?" Shen Nanyin giggled, something soft beneath her battle armor quivering like a basin of water. As she laughed, her expression turned cold. "Fine. You're the Star Liege of the Extreme Yin Star. I'll take you down and earn some merit."

As she spoke, a chill and battle intent surged within her. Her Perfect Fourth Baptism Realm cultivation flowed through her body. Four draconic shadows—the force of four calamities—coiled around her waist, arms, and long legs.

A golden Sword Soul suddenly materialized in her hand. Yes, she was a Sword Immortal.

But unlike the Sword Immortals Yun Xiao had seen before, her Palm Sword's size rivaled that of his Sovereign Sword—a full six feet long, two palms wide, and as thick as a fist.

Such a gigantic sword seemed perfectly balanced in her hands, highlighting her tall and slender figure.

Her Sword Soul was extraordinary—entirely golden, covered with dragon scales. Each reverse scale was a Sword Prison, containing 10,000,000 layers of Sword Aura.

It was clear this golden sword sported over 600 Sword Prisons—the highest among the young prodigies that Yun Xiao had ever seen.

Besides the golden dragon-scale Sword Prisons, the blade bore two protruding round white areas. Brilliance swirled upon them, making it seem as if the Sword Soul had sprouted two large white eyes.

Shen Nanyin's Sword Soul was famous—the White-Pupil Dragon Sword Soul, a signature of the Southern Divine Dragon Realm, perfectly suited for women of the Dragon Devil Clan.

Now, she gripped the six-foot Palm Sword. The Corona above her head blazed with golden light. Her golden curls danced without wind. Hovering gracefully, she exuded an awe-inspiring aura. In divine might and brilliance, she overshadowed the plain and unremarkable Yun Xiao by several levels.

Their imposing presences belonged to entirely different realms.

Moreover, Shen Nanyin upheld her husband's fine tradition of giving her all—even as a lion hunting a rabbit. So she directly activated the power of her Corona.

The Corona above her head transformed into a drop of dragon blood, which fell onto her fragrant tongue. A surge of bloodline power coursed through her. As she unleashed vast dragon might, her delicate form expanded and grew. In an instant, her strength, defense, and other attributes seemed enhanced. Her height surpassed that of the Young Dragon Lord, reaching a full twelve feet.

That made her twice Yun Xiao's height! Previously, the top of Yun Xiao's head could reach her chest, but now he couldn't even touch her navel!

"What a freak!" Yun Xiao gawked. Gazing at Shen Nanyin, with her heaven-shaking aura and draconic radiance, he could only marvel at the perversity of creation.

Fortunately, women of the Dragon Devil Clan couldn't undergo the draconic transformation; otherwise, she would be even more terrifying.

Their inability to transform was actually the reason why Dragon Devil Clan women held a lower status.

But this time, the Young Dragon Lord used Shen Nanyin as a symbol. As she made a stunning appearance before Yun Xiao, displaying supreme divine might, she immediately drew waves of acclaim from the Million Starlight Palace, easily erasing people's negative impressions of the Southern Divine Dragon Realm.

It was a masterful act of redemption!

To the masses, Shen Nanyin appeared lofty and pure, like a platinum holy dragon, while Yun Xiao seemed like a castrated hyena. If not for his decent looks, the gap between them would have been even greater. ℟ΆɴÒВÊ𐌔

Empowered by her Corona and Sword Soul, Shen Nanyin naturally knew how elegant and powerful she was. From her higher position, she gazed down at Yun Xiao with arrogance and dominance. Her red lips curled up as she said merrily, "What? Feeling ashamed of yourself already? You can set aside your inferiority over your own shortcomings and muster your ridiculous blasphemous intent for a valiant battle."

Yun Xiao was somewhat impressed. This woman was the epitome of an extremely confident and arrogant drama queen—and undeniably shameless.

"Come on! Use that soft Sword Soul of yours—kill me! Stab me!" Shen Nanyin taunted.

The young man in white with the azure sword, who hadn't uttered a word from beginning to end, suddenly charged at her like 1,000 miles of ice, launching a fierce attack!

"Well, he does have some skill!"

Though Shen Nanyin mocked him, she didn't truly underestimate her opponent; after all, she didn't want her debut performance to end in a humiliating failure.

She gripped the six-foot White-Pupil Dragon Sword Soul with both hands. As she swung it, the 600 Sword Prisons unleashed a roaring Sword Aura. The tribulation power of four different kinds of calamities converged, and her twelve-foot-tall body erupted with draconic divine power!

This strike was fierce and sweeping, like a holy dragon descending from the heavens, slashing down at Yun Xiao with fury.

"Dawn Holy Dragon Slash!"

As the sword rose, it was like the rising sun; dazzling dawn light illuminated the battlefield, leaving all serpents and evil spirits nowhere to hide.

This was a strike of divine might—a sword of radiant sanctity that vanquished evil!

The light and shadows from the sword illuminated Shen Nanyin's enchanting face—coldly arrogant, aloof, contemptuous, and domineering.

This slash encompassed the momentum of the heavens and stars, pressing down upon Yun Xiao's head!

Amidst the brilliant golden light, Yun Xiao remained calm and composed, gracefully ascending. In an instant, like a gentle breeze, he appeared before Shen Nanyin, as if delivering his head to her sword from 1,000 miles away!

This move drew a chorus of mockery.

In that split second, as Shen Nanyin lowered her head to deliver a furious slash, she locked eyes with Yun Xiao.

Her heart skipped a beat. Her arrogance was propped up by the esteemed status granted by the Southern Divine Dragon Realm and the Young Dragon Lord.

Yet in Yun Xiao's gaze, there was an all-consuming disdain that pierced her eyes like a sharp blade, striking straight to her soul.

"You wield the sword like a brute," a cold voice echoed in her ear.

A chill ran down her snowy-white back, and cold sweat broke out.

BOOM! As the Dawn Holy Dragon Slash descended, the azure sword in Yun Xiao's hand moved like a true dragon. It tapped the side of her White-Pupil Dragon Sword Soul, then, like a swift swimming dragon, circled around her golden Sword Soul and in an instant pointed at her left rib.

With just one stroke, Yun Xiao's three-foot azure blade lifted her battle armor at the rib and precisely pierced beneath her armpit. If the sword had gone any deeper, it would have penetrated her lungs and heart, claiming her life.

"AGGGH!" All of Shen Nanyin's pride evaporated in an instant. Her body trembled with fear.

As the Young Dragon Consort, and due to the special circumstances of the Southern Divine Dragon, she had scant real combat experience. She never expected Yun Xiao, without even employing a sword technique, to wield his blade like a swimming dragon, entangling her Dawn Holy Dragon Slash and threatening her life in an instant.

Without practical experience, in the eyes of the detail-obsessed Yun Xiao, this Young Dragon Consort was like an oversized sitting duck, full of glaring weaknesses.

She was riddled with flaws.

In that terrifying moment, Shen Nanyin's loftiness and sanctity were effortlessly shattered by Yun Xiao's single strike. She was drenched in cold sweat, her long legs trembling, her mind blank.

From a proud platinum holy dragon to a trembling plaything in Yun Xiao's hands—it took only one attack.

Fortunately, after the initial shock, she reacted swiftly. At the critical juncture, she let out a startled cry and summoned her life-saving celestial treasure.

ROAR! A black dragon suddenly burst from her bosom, lunging at Yun Xiao with bared fangs.

The black dragon was shrouded in dark smoke. Though it had the form of a dragon—with dragon teeth and scales—Yun Xiao saw at a glance that it was a chain-shaped celestial treasure. Since Shen Nanyin used it as her life-saving treasure, its power was undoubtedly formidable.

"Die!" Shen Nanyin, frustrated, screamed in panic like a swan toppled by a toad, waving her hands wildly and completely losing her earlier grandeur.

In Yun Xiao's eyes, she was a shameless and self-important clown.

The black dragon chain shot out; though it was at close range and posed a significant threat, Yun Xiao reacted swiftly. With a single hand moving like an azure dragon, he instantly pressed the Prison Warden Sigil onto the black dragon's head, subduing it.

The black dragon chain in his hand was suppressed by the violet nine-headed dragon, seemingly restrained by bloodline, emitting low growls.

"Bite him to death!" Shen Nanyin pinned all her hopes on the black dragon chain, her shout already tinged with a sob of panic.

Just as she glared angrily at Yun Xiao, having just finished her scream, Yun Xiao, relying on the Prison Warden Sigil, pressed down the black dragon with one hand, forcibly pulling it out from Shen Nanyin's grasp. With his other hand holding the three-foot azure blade, the sharp tip directly pointed at Shen Nanyin's tongue, which was about to scream in terror.

"So fragrant!" Red Moon suddenly darted out, extending a long, red tongue, licking the black dragon chain several times.

"Damn it, stop embarrassing me…!" Yun Xiao muttered. He nudged the little black beast back with his chin, then coldly looked at the Young Dragon Consort.

He saw that her Corona had lost effect; her stature finally shrank back to nine feet, which was somewhat more normal. Otherwise, he really couldn't reach her!

Now, she was drenched in sweat, her face filled with terror as she looked at the sword near her tongue, swallowing nervously. Her whole body leaned back, lifting her battle armor high in front of her chest, her body trembling incessantly, not daring to utter a single word.

Only terror, heavy breathing, and pleading in her eyes toward Yun Xiao remained.

At this moment, how could she still dare to mock this youth in white?

She was afraid that Yun Xiao might kill her in anger; life was precious, so she didn't dare to move at all.

"Don't move," Yun Xiao said, looking at her with a cold expression, tinged with some amusement.

"Mhm! Ah!" Shen Nanyin just nodded, but her tongue touched the Heaven Burial Sword Soul, causing such pain that tears welled up—how could she still resemble a golden holy dragon?

She was so weakened that she collapsed to her knees before Yun Xiao, her body curling up like a shrimp, head tilted back, abdomen lifted.

Yun Xiao saw this posture and decided to restrain her.

He used the black dragon chain he had suppressed to bind her hands and feet, ensuring she couldn't make any sudden moves. Fortunately, her flexibility was remarkable; otherwise, such restraint might have caused injury.

After securing her, Yun Xiao looked at her pale face, drenched in sweat, and couldn't help but laugh.

"W-what are you going to do?" Shen Nanyin cried in a trembling voice.

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