Chapter 455: How Does It Feel to Be Trampled Underfoot?

How could Indra have known that his spiritual attack would have no effect on Yu Xian, and that he would even be momentarily dazed by Yu Xian’s own spiritual attack?

In that instant of distraction, a strand of Yu Xian’s Sword Qi streaked through the Void Realm like a startled swan, carrying a sharp momentum that seemed to tear through the heavens as it pierced straight toward Indra’s chest.

Although Indra quickly regained his senses and dodged to the side in haste, his left shoulder was still grazed by the Sword Qi. His dark purple dragon-patterned brocade robe was instantly torn, leaving a long gash as blood welled up like a spring, staining his clothes red.

He let out a muffled groan, a look of disbelief appearing in his eyes for the first time. To be wounded by a junior was an absolute humiliation!

“You’re looking for death!” Indra was completely enraged. He no longer held back, the dark purple dragon patterns around his body flashing wildly. Behind him, a massive dark purple dragon phantom emerged, circling and roaring with a world-destroying power.

He thrust both hands forward, and the dragon phantom lunged at Yu Xian with bared claws and fangs. Wherever it passed, space distorted, and cold air intertwined with lightning, forming a destructive torrent.

Seeing this, Yu Xian’s eyes narrowed slightly. The Nine Revolutions Celestial Skill within him erupted without reservation as purple-gold light soared into the sky. A massive phantom also condensed behind him; though its face was blurred, it radiated a supreme pressure that looked down upon the world.

“Hah!” With a low shout from Yu Xian, the phantom behind him also threw a palm strike. The purple-gold fist print and the dark purple dragon phantom collided violently in mid-air, producing a thunderous boom that shook the universe. The two terrifying energies clashed and annihilated each other frantically, making the entire world seem to fall into Chaos.

After a long time, the dust settled. Yu Xian remained calmly suspended in mid-air, while Indra had been knocked into a giant crater on the ground, gasping for his last breath, on the verge of death.

However, because of the phoenix blood, Indra possessed extraordinary regenerative powers, and his Physical Body began to repair itself rapidly.

Yu Xian was well aware of this ability of Indra’s, but how could he allow him to regenerate? Landing beside Indra, he used the Beiming Divine Skill to directly drain Indra’s thousand years of cultivation.

“No… don’t!” At this moment, Indra was terrified, looking at Yu Xian with pleading eyes.

He hadn’t expected Yu Xian’s cultivation to be so high; he could feel his life slipping away. How could his thousand years of cultivation be inferior to a young man’s?

As his cultivation drained away, Indra’s Physical Body aged rapidly, soon turning into a withered, skeletal figure.

“How is it, ‘God’? How does it feel to be trampled underfoot?” After finishing draining Indra’s cultivation, Yu Xian felt incredibly refreshed in both body and mind.

“You… will die a horrible death!” Indra was already in despair.

“Heh heh…” After a light chuckle, Yu Xian leaned down close to Indra and whispered softly, “You have phoenix blood, and you wanted to find people to slay the Dragon to obtain the Dragon Essence, right? Actually, it didn’t have to be so troublesome. I not only have the Dragon Pulse, but also phoenix blood and the Dragon Essence. Unfortunately, you won’t have the chance to see them.”

To kill the person and crush their soul.

As soon as Yu Xian finished speaking, under Indra’s terrified and stunned gaze, he gave a light flick of his hand. Indra’s entire body vanished with the wind like oxidized dust.

From then on, Indra was no more.

Outside Xue Luo Manor, peace was immediately restored.

“Young Master!” Seeing that the matter was settled, Lu Xiaofeng and the others immediately emerged from Zhang Sanfeng’s protective shield and rushed toward Yu Xian.

Zhang Sanfeng also floated down in front of Yu Xian and said with emotion, “My young friend’s cultivation has reached another level!”

Having absorbed Indra’s thousand years of cultivation, the gap between Yu Xian and the others had widened instantly. Yu Xian was truly a Prodigy!

Yu Xian shook his head with a smile and said, “The Immortal Master overpraises me. If not for the Immortal Master’s timely intervention to protect the manor, I would not have been able to focus so entirely on the enemy.”

In the battle just now, if Zhang Sanfeng hadn’t protected Xue Luo Manor, the fight between him and Indra would have surely razed the manor to the ground.

“I only did what I could, and watching such a brilliant battle has been very rewarding!” Zhang Sanfeng had gained many insights from the fight between the two. Given more time, he would surely reap significant gains.

Hearing this, Yu Xian’s heart stirred. He was about to offer a few humble words when he saw Lu Xiaofeng and the others quickly surrounding him, their faces filled with excitement and lingering fear.

“Young Master, you are truly amazing! Indra’s Aura was almost enough to crush someone. I didn’t expect you to actually be able to finish him off!” Lu Xiaofeng patted his chest, his face unable to hide his excitement. Although they hadn’t directly participated in the danger of the battle just now, it had been heart-pounding to watch.

The gaze everyone directed at Yu Xian was full of recognition and admiration. Being able to frontally defeat a “pseudo-god” like Indra, Yu Xian’s strength had completely won them over.

Looking at these companions who had shared life and death with him, a warm current surged in Yu Xian’s heart, and the fatigue from the great battle with Indra seemed to dissipate quite a bit.

He waved his hand, signaling everyone not to worry. “It’s fine. Although Indra’s cultivation was strong, after I absorbed it, not only was there no loss, but my Nine Revolutions Celestial Skill advanced another level. As for you all, were you injured while inside the shield?”

Indra’s pressure was not small; he didn’t know if they had been hurt.

“No, the Immortal Master protected us in time.” He said while looking gratefully at Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard, smiling at the scene with eyes full of gratification.

Although this great battle was fraught with danger, it was also a rare experience for everyone. Especially having witnessed a duel between top-tier experts, it would surely have a great impact on their future cultivation.

“Ten years of practice is not as good as a single moment of Immortals fighting; I hope you can gain some insights from this battle. Immortal Master, the manor will be guarded by you for the time being. I have some insights and need to go into seclusion for a while.” Yu Xian first glanced at Lu Xiaofeng and the others, then spoke to Zhang Sanfeng.

Having absorbed Indra’s cultivation, he needed to go back and digest it.

“Rest assured and go into seclusion, my young friend. I guarantee Xue Luo Manor will be perfectly safe. With me presiding here, no petty scoundrels will dare to cross the line. Cultivate in peace; when you emerge successful, I fear there will be no one left in the Jianghu who can contend with you.” Zhang Sanfeng waved his horsetail whisk lightly, his entire being exuding an Immortal-like air, his words carrying an unquestionable steadiness.

Hearing this, Yu Xian’s heart settled, and he bowed deeply to Zhang Sanfeng. “Then I shall trouble the Immortal Master.”

With that, he turned to Lu Xiaofeng and the others and instructed, “During my seclusion, listen to the Immortal Master’s arrangements for all matters in the manor. You must not be slack; you should also improve your own cultivation. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask the Immortal Master for guidance.”

Lu Xiaofeng and the others responded in unison, their eyes filled with determination.

Yu Xian nodded and said no more. With a flicker of his body, he disappeared from everyone’s sight and returned to the Small World.