"Shatter the Void Ice Arrow!"
Ice River Saint Child cracked a smile, and as his Hand Seal solidified, a startling ice arrow suddenly burst forth, tearing through the air, and abruptly hit Ye Xuan in the back, just a short distance away from where Golden Raging Saint had previously struck him.
The ice arrow penetrated Ye Xuan’s Protective True Essence and fiercely struck against his Dragon Scales, tearing a large bloody hole in them, before Ye Xuan, struck by the force, violently crashed into the wall at the end of the corridor, scattering broken stones and creating a large crater.
Hit by that ice arrow, Ye Xuan felt gravely injured; his Dragon Scales were utterly unable to block the formidable blow. In an instant, his internal organs shifted, his bones broke in numerous places, and a mouthful of blood containing fragments of his organs sprayed out, suffering unprecedentedly severe injuries. An ordinary Martial Venerate Expert would undoubtedly die from such a strike.
"Eh, he’s not dead yet."
Ice River Saint Child pursued closely, his originally icy smile quickly disappearing when he saw that Ye Xuan still could flee, shocked and hardly able to imagine how Ye Xuan still had the capacity to escape under such circumstances.
"Then I’ll continue until he dies."
Golden Raging Saint’s expression turned cold; he thrust his spear again, and golden spear light, seeming to pierce through the void, burst forth violently.
Ye Xuan turned around, a twisted light bursting out from between his brows, fiercely colliding with the golden spear light, and actually shattered it into pieces, immediately scattering them.
Golden Raging Saint and Ice River Saint Child were both shocked.
They both were Saint Heirs from the Daluo Heavenly Palace, the chosen ones of the heavens, not mere ordinary Fourth Grade or Fifth Grade Martial Venerates. On the contrary, their strength was many times stronger—had it been any ordinary First Grade Martial Venerable, they would have instantly been pulverized by them. Yet, Ye Xuan, even after being severely injured by them multiple times, remarkably continued to live, which was simply inconceivable.
In fact, Ye Xuan indeed suffered very severe injuries now, his internal organs heavily damaged, his meridians impaired, but this did not hinder Ye Xuan’s soul power. Just now, Ye Xuan had used the Soul-breaking Light to break Golden Raging Saint’s offensive.
Ye Xuan’s half-demon body indeed held a strong vitality, but no amount of vitality could allow him to move at high speed while nearly dying from his injuries. He relied on a will forged through countless hardships, demonstrating what true survival capability was: the astonishing will to survive even in the face of certain death.
Ye Xuan’s superior soul power was largely due to his formidable will. He believed that he would never give up under any circumstances. Therefore, even though his body was severely injured, he still managed to maintain mobility.
Using terrifying willpower, Ye Xuan ignored the shattered state of his internal organs, the broken meridians inch by inch, even the broken bones that could no longer support his body, and moved in another form of life, maintaining his speed unabated under such circumstances.
Even if the Martial Arts Primordial Spirit in his mind hadn’t been of any use, Ye Xuan, relying solely on his potential, was enough to secure a chance at life in this desperate situation.
"This guy must die, or else he will be a never-ending nightmare."
Ice River Saint Child and Golden Raging Saint both took a deep breath, their eyes betraying an undisguised murderous intent.
Together, the two unleashed a killer move, the violent Qi Force scraping a thick layer from the indomitable corridor walls before finally fiercely bombarding Ye Xuan’s back.
At the critical moment, a mass of red and white flames surged out behind Ye Xuan, forming a shield as soon as it appeared, protecting Ye Xuan’s back.
The killer move struck Ye Xuan, caving in a part of his back, broken bones pressing into his organs, and his body making creaking sounds, seemingly ready to fall apart at any moment. Ye Xuan let out a low growl, swallowing the fresh blood forcefully, while at the same time, a dense killing intent surged in his eyes. If he did not die this time, these two people would undoubtedly perish.
Suddenly, Ye Xuan’s figure flashed, cutting through a wall on the side before leaping into it, then continuously flashed dozens of times and disappeared into the corridor.
"Damn it, this kid is really strange."
Both were shocked and furious, unable to believe that under such circumstances, Ye Xuan had still managed to escape.
"Don’t worry, even if he escapes, what of it? The Evil Dragon Temple is fraught with peril, his chances of perishing are substantial as he is seriously injured. Perhaps he’s already died in some corner."
Ice River Saint Child’s gaze flickered for a moment before he scoffed.
"Such a pity for the treasures on him."
Golden Raging Saint still couldn’t stop thinking about the items on Ye Xuan.
"There are plenty of treasures in the Evil Dragon Temple; why bother about that one? What worries me is, if this kid miraculously survives, it could be troublesome for us," Ice River Saint Child expressed his concern with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Fear him? If we could heavily injure him once, we can kill him again. If he dares to show up before us again, that’s like throwing himself into the net."
Golden Raging Saint grinned.
"That’s true, I’m just afraid he might hide."
Ice River Saint Child nodded, acknowledging that Ye Xuan posed a significant threat and should be eliminated while he was still weak.
Of course, he hoped that Ye Xuan would just die in some dark corner, which would be the easiest solution.
Strong gusts of wind flew past Ye Xuan’s ears; at this moment, his body was heavily injured, yet reliant on his formidable vital energy, he continued to fly. At this moment, Ye Xuan felt the whole world growing increasingly silent, as if approaching a standstill.