Xiang Shaoyun stood in the middle of the colosseum, his rune flickering while his body was shrouded with devilish energy, looking like a mighty devil prince. For some reason, Xiang Shaoyun seemed blinding to Ming Abi. Like a thorn that would forever be stuck in his eyes, Xiang Shaoyun gave him an incredibly uncomfortable sensation.
“Since you insist on dying, nobody will be able to save you,” Ming Abi roared and stepped into the colosseum.
Ming Fu wanted to say something, but when she sensed Xiang Shaoyun’s boundless confidence and battle intent, she decided against it.
“Brother Zhan, our son is strong,” muttered Ming Fu with a gratified smile.
Ming Fu was once also a high-spirited youth. She might be a woman, but she was as unyielding as a man. Her stubbornness rivaled even Xiang Yangzhan’s. However, she wouldn’t have been Xiang Yangzhan’s match if it wasn’t for her innate abilities back then.
Xiang Shaoyun had inherited the talents of both his parents, becoming even more outstanding than them. The two imperial uncles seated above all others had a complicated look in their eyes. They seemed to have an even higher expectation for the battle between Xiang Shaoyun and Ming Abi.
“It’s still not too late for you to kowtow and apologize to me. Otherwise, I’ll have to fight for my honor even if you’re a prince appointed by the Nether Monarch,” said Ming Abi, preventing anyone from claiming that he was disrespecting the Nether Monarch.
If Xiang Shaoyun refused to relent after his offer, there was nothing the Nether Monarch could say even if Ming Abi killed Xiang Shaoyun.
“Hehe, you talk like you’re someone with honor. Let me send you off as well,” said Xiang Shaoyun with a sneer before attacking.
Xiang Shaoyun knew very well that his opponent was a late-stage Devil Saint much stronger than Ming Pan. He wouldn’t stand a chance if he didn’t snatch the initiative. Against Ming Pan, Xiang Shaoyun didn’t use his Imperial Nether Domain. He knew that not even his domain could harm him. Instead, he used the Nether Yin Gate, one of his trump cards.
Xiang Shaoyun had to do his best from the very beginning if he wanted to keep his initiative. After he grew stronger, the Nether Yin Gate took a much shorter time to take form. Two nether yin devils stepped out of the gate.
Ming Abi watched on calmly as he sneered and said, “You really think you’re a big deal because you can summon two nether yin devils? You’re too naive.”
Ming Abi then vanished. He utilized his talent of invisibility and hid himself the moment the nether yin devils appeared. He charged toward Xiang Shaoyun. With no target in sight, the nether yin devils couldn’t do anything. They stood there blankly, awaiting Xiang Shaoyun’s new command.
Xiang Shaoyun had not expected this to happen. Before he could recover from his astonishment, Ming Abi’s attack arrived. The ranged attack slammed into Xiang Shaoyun, blasting him away. The Nether Yin Gate became unstable, and the two nether yin devils were pulled back inside the gate.
Ming Abi pressed on and sent down an overbearing devil foot, stomping Xiang Shaoyun. Xiang Shaoyun learned his lesson after the previous strike. His soul clone flew out and slashed the chakram at Ming Abi.
At Saint Realm, one would be able to make use of all weapons with great proficiency. The chakram was a saint weapon with incredible destructive power. With the chakram in hand, the saint soul was able to catch Ming Abi by surprise.
As a late-stage Devil Saint, Ming Abi was naturally no pushover. His body flickered several times as he avoided the attack. At the same time, a bulky chain appeared in his hand. It was as though he had pulled the chain out of hell itself. He flung the chain at Xiang Shaoyun.
Abi’s Shackles!
In a flash, the colosseum transformed into hell. Countless chains shot out of nowhere and surrounded Xiang Shaoyun’s clone. Ming Abi showed no mercy and displayed the shocking strength of a Saint, shattering space itself.
Of course, as someone capable of punching above his class, Xiang Shaoyun’s strength was not to be underestimated either. He used all his strength and repeatedly slashed the incoming chains.
Clank!
A series of crisp sounds rang out as the chakram clashed against the chain, creating a series of blinding sparks. With his gift of instincts, Xiang Shaoyun searched for the attack’s weak point, and his body started flickering as he moved amid the chains. He could see that all the chains were moving in accordance with a certain battle technique. Moving alongside the technique’s rhythm, he avoided all the attacks.
“Pull back!” Ming Abi roared as his chains joined together into a net and closed in on Xiang Shaoyun.
Even the chakram was knocked aside, and Xiang Shaoyun’s clone was captured in the net.
“Die!” Ming Abi was overjoyed. A strong killing intent erupted from his eyes as he moved in to finish off Xiang Shaoyun.
“You’re the one who will die,” Xiang Shaoyun’s voice rang out as his main body charged forth with the Yin Mother Sword in hand.
His main body might be weaker than his clone, but he had been moving in accordance with the rhythm of Ming Abi’s battle technique. He accurately grasped an opening in the technique and unleashed a terrifying attack with the Yin Mother Sword. The slash seemed to split the colosseum into two.
Ming Abi had been fully focused on the clone and had neglected the main body. The slash frightened him, forcing him to shift the trajectory of his chains toward the incoming sword. Xiang Shaoyun’s clone regained its freedom and took this chance to make another attack.
Nether Yin Gate!
Ming Abi tried blocking the slash with his chains, but the sword actually sliced through his chains. He dodged to the side in panic and broke out in cold sweat. If he was even a tad bit slower, he would have been sliced into two.
At this time, two nether yin devils arrived behind him. These nether yin devils seemed much stronger than before. Perhaps this was related to Xiang Shaoyun’s recent growth in strength.
Ming Abi was able to hold his ground despite facing two nether yin devils, but at this time, Xiang Shaoyun’s clone took the Yin Mother Sword from his main body. Things would only get worse for Ming Abi from this point on.
“Time for you to die,” said Xiang Shaoyun coldly as he moved at his top speed and swung the sword at Ming Abi.
Ming Abi was already having a hard time against two nether yin devils. How could he hope to face the sword as well?
