275: Chapter 269 City Lord Xiao

Third Master Jin's roar came to an abrupt halt in the air.

A blood vine darted out from beneath his feet like a ghost, precisely wrapping around his ankle.

Another vine swept over, lashing against his waist like a steel whip, the crisp sound of breaking bones clearly echoing throughout the area.

The once-mighty tycoon of Tieyan City couldn't even leave behind a complete sentence before being crushed into a pulp by the immense force.

Kui Shan's end was even more pathetic.

He had already fled several hundred meters and was about to escape into the complex terrain of the city, but the sky above him suddenly darkened.

A vine as thick as a small car descended from the sky, accurately swatting him down from mid-air like a fly!

Boom!

The ground was smashed into a deep crater; Kui Shan's figure vanished amidst the smoke and rubble, silent forever.

In an instant, the pursuing gods were all dead.

The Blood Vine Tree's attention finally focused entirely on the last tough nut to crack—the energy shield of the Black Armored Guard.

Hum—hum—

Hundreds upon thousands of blood-colored vines stopped lashing out and instead, like giant pythons constricting prey, layered themselves around the deep blue hexagonal shield.

They contracted and squeezed, the hideous patterns on the surface of the vines emitting a dark red glow, converting their savage vitality into pure physical force.

"Hold the line!"

The captain of the Black Armored Guard had bloodshot eyes, and blood was already spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The team members behind him were all pale, with fine beads of blood beginning to seep from their seven orifices, clearly pushed to their limits.

They were Stellar Level Nine elite warriors, the sharpest blade of the City Lord.

Yet, in front of this monster that had crawled out from an interdimensional rift, the power they took such pride in was like a sand dune trying to block a tsunami.

Crack—!

With a crisp sound, a clear crack finally appeared on the shield.

This sound became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Rumble!!

The energy shield shattered with a roar, turning into blue specks of light dancing across the sky.

The long-waiting blood vines surged in instantly!

"Kill!"

The captain let out a final roar and swung his battle blade to meet them.

He slashed through the vines in front of him, and the foul-smelling sap splattered all over his face.

But the next moment, three thicker vines attacked from his blind spot; one pierced through his chest, while the other two bound him tightly and lifted him high.

The light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

The remaining Black Armored Guards, having lost the protection of their shield, offered almost no effective resistance before being submerged, torn apart, and devoured by the tidal wave of vines.

Their remains fell from the sky like rain, only to be swept away by the frantically dancing root systems on the ground, turning into nutrients.

Above Tieyan City, only Song Yang and that Blood Vine Tree spanning heaven and earth remained.

He watched all of this coldly, preparing to issue the final order to completely eradicate this guard unit.

Just then, Song Yang suddenly looked up towards the distant horizon.

Not with his eyes, but with his consciousness.

An indescribably terrifying pressure, as if crossing the distance of space and time, suddenly descended!

It was not the technological oppression of a spaceship, nor the savage vitality of the Blood Vine Tree.

It has arrived.

The true ruler of this world.

Song Yang did not hesitate for a moment. With a thought, hundreds of the thickest vines of the Blood Vine Tree converged into a torrent of blood-red, fiercely striking out in the direction from which the pressure came!

It was a barrier to buy time, a wall built of flesh and blood.

As for Song Yang himself, he turned into a streak of light and flew rapidly towards the outskirts of the city!

However, there was no earth-shattering collision.

At the end of the horizon, a light lit up.

It was not the light of the sun, nor the light of a star, but a blade of light that was pure to the extreme, sharp to the extreme.

The giant wave of flesh and blood formed by hundreds of the thickest vines was neatly sliced down the middle; at the smooth cut, not even a single drop of sap splashed out, as the life force was completely extinguished the moment it touched the blade's light.

The blood-red torrent disintegrated, turning into countless broken limbs and remains, falling powerlessly from the sky.

A figure clearly emerged against the backdrop of shattered flesh and blood.

He wore a simple black martial arts uniform, stepping on the void beneath his feet, holding a long, narrow blade in his hand. The blade was dull, without any luster, as if it absorbed all the surrounding light.

He did not look at the falling vines; those eyes, calm as an ancient well, pierced through space and precisely locked onto the rapidly fleeing Song Yang.

This person was none other than the City Lord—Xiao.

Within a few breaths, he had appeared less than a hundred meters behind Song Yang, thrusting the long blade in his hand.

Goosebumps erupted on Song Yang's back, and the shadow of death had never felt so real as it did in that moment.

But he did not look back.

Just as Xiao's blade was about to touch his back, the ground exploded with a roar!

The previously severed and fallen vine remains seemed to have been given a new command; they writhed, aggregated, and grew frantically on the ground! Thousands of blood vines burst from the soil, like an inverted forest of blood, crazily entangling Xiao in mid-air.

Xiao frowned.

He could have ignored these vines and killed Song Yang first.

But he could sense that if these things were to entangle him, it was very likely to cause his downfall.

The blade's light flashed again.

This time, it was no longer a single strike, but transformed into a dense web of light, completely enveloping the ten-meter space around him.

All the approaching blood vines were cut into the tiniest fragments the moment they touched the web of light; the foul-smelling sap burst out, only to be evaporated in mid-air by the sharp blade energy.

Xiao's figure remained untouched amidst the rain of flesh and blood.

But this momentary delay was enough.

Song Yang had already left the city.

The main body of the Blood Vine Tree that spanned heaven and earth began to shrink and fade at a visible rate, eventually turning into a streak of red light and vanishing.

As for the vines left behind to intercept Xiao, they were like ownerless objects that had lost their source; although their attacks remained frantic, they gradually slowed down.

Xiao was wrapped layer upon layer by the remaining vines, eventually forming a huge, constantly writhing cocoon of flesh and blood.

He swung his blade again.

"Click."

A crack appeared on the blood cocoon.

Immediately, the crack spread across the entire blood cocoon like a spider web.

Boom!!!

Thousands of blade energies erupted from the inside out, completely blasting the entire cocoon of flesh and blood into a mist of blood across the sky.

Xiao's figure reappeared.

He did not pursue any further.

Because he knew that the opponent had successfully escaped.

...

In a desolate valley tens of thousands of kilometers away, a streak of light descended, revealing the figure of Song Yang.

His face was slightly pale; the consumption of his mental energy was far greater than he had imagined.

He stopped, closed his eyes, and sensed carefully for a long time. Only after confirming that the feeling of being locked onto, like a thorn in his back, had completely disappeared, did he let out a long sigh of relief.

Escaped.

Recalling that blade light that spanned the horizon, Song Yang still felt a lingering sense of trepidation.

To think that someone could take martial arts to this level.

"Xiao..."

Song Yang whispered the name; he would remember this debt.