Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

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"You've been defeated!" Xiao Yi said calmly as he looked down at Xiao Tianjiao lying on the ground.

His face was expressionless.

Only a hint of relief flitted through his eyes, like a heavy burden had been lifted.

He had waited for this moment for far too long!

And today, it had finally come true.

Emperor Qian, Bai Fa Sword Emperor, and other powerful figures also hurried over, suspended in the void, looking down at the entire giant lake that had been completely evaporated. They couldn't help but exchange glances.

Such destructive power was truly astonishing.

Of course...

What shocked them even more were the likes of Emperor Qian, watching the proud, solitary figure of the young man. Each and every strong person who knew the grudges between Xiao Yi and Xiao Tianjiao couldn't help feeling an inexplicable shock, "I didn't think he would actually do it!"

"Don't believe in fate, don't accept destiny, believe only in oneself, and fight for every moment. Xiao Yi, he really did it!"

"How much hardship must he have suffered, how many disdainful glances must he have endured along the way!"

"Fortunately, heaven does not let down those who work hard with a sincere heart..."

Everyone chimed in.

They were all filled with deep emotions.

If it had been any of them in Xiao Yi's place, they might have already been beaten by life's setbacks. But Xiao Yi had persevered, and he had even trampled the once invincible Xiao Tianjiao, who never took him seriously, underfoot.

It was all because he never gave up!

His original intention remained unchanged!

In the pit...

Xiao Tianjiao's face was pale; he couldn't believe that he had truly lost.

His former arrogance, his erstwhile aloofness.

All of it was completely destroyed at this moment.

Trampled.

He felt as if the worldview he had held for the past two decades had collapsed entirely. Xiao Yi, whom he regarded as no more than an ant, a source of lifelong shame, had actually caught up to him.

And had even surpassed him, looking down upon him from above.

"Did I... Did I lose?" Xiao Tianjiao suddenly asked himself.

Only he could hear his own voice, which was then echoed by two distinct voices that suddenly resounded in his mind.

One said: You've lost, utterly and completely defeated!

Another said: You haven't lost yet; you still have a chance to turn the tide...

Xiao Yi, however, was unaware of Xiao Tianjiao's inner struggle and changes. As he looked at the pale-faced Xiao Tianjiao, he felt as if a shackle in his heart had suddenly shattered. This was his obsession, his nightmare.

And with the defeat of Xiao Tianjiao, the chains that had bound his heart had finally broken.

Xiao Yi suddenly felt a wave of relaxation throughout his body.

His state of mind advanced by leaps and bounds, undergoing earth-shattering changes.

As his state of mind changed, what improved the most was Xiao Yi's cultivation in the "Heaven-reaching Skill Record". The previously incomprehensible seventh diagram cleared up at that moment.

As if he had an epiphany.

It was as if he had undergone a seventh spiritual Nirvana.

Now, as Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Tianjiao again, he bore no grudge or enmity; his heart had untied its knots, and he had torn apart his Heart Demon. The chain that had shackled him for over a decade had completely disappeared.

Whew!

Xiao Yi exhaled deeply; he had fantasized countless times about what he would do after defeating Xiao Tianjiao.

Would it be a bout of mockery and humiliation, followed by killing him to vent his anger?

Or, perhaps, would it be a laugh to dissolve all grudges?

Up to this moment...

Xiao Yi suddenly realized that after defeating Xiao Tianjiao, he had no urge for humiliation or mockery. He slowly withdrew his longsword, calmly saying, "You may go! Go back and tell Xiao Zhengde that I will personally come to reclaim my mother's remains!"

Xiao Tianjiao: "..."

He looked at Xiao Yi, utterly dumbfounded.

He had thought that after being defeated by Xiao Yi, he would face the most malicious humiliation and ridicule, and perhaps even die by Xiao Yi's sword.

But Xiao Yi had simply let him go?

This puzzled Xiao Tianjiao greatly, though truthfully speaking, if Xiao Yi had been the one to lose today, he certainly would not have shown mercy. Hesitating, Xiao Tianjiao asked, "Why not kill me?"

Xiao Yi paused.

"I promised my mother, I would spare you once!"

Xiao Yi still remembered the fifth year of his imprisonment when, during one of his mother's secret visits to bring food, she had urged Xiao Yi not to harbor hatred toward Xiao Tianjiao. Eventually, at her earnest request, Xiao Yi agreed to spare him once.

Boom!

Xiao Tianjiao's figure shook violently, his complexion abruptly changing to an extreme pallor.

He had never expected...

That his survival today was thanks to the opportunity to live his mother had begged for him—the mother he had always looked down upon, and was even too lazy to pay respects to.

This realization oppressed Xiao Tianjiao to the utmost.

Thud!

Thud...

Xiao Tianjiao's heartbeat accelerated wildly, the thumping sound like war drums beating, making his breathing even more rapid. Deep-seated resentment surged into his eyes, turning into blood-red veins that spread across his eyeballs.

Why?

Why should you, Xiao Yi, humiliate me like this?

I, Xiao Tianjiao, am the first prodigy, the reincarnation of the Martial God, born superior to all. How dare you humiliate me like this?

Unwilling!

Unsatisfied!

Indignant!

Xiao Tianjiao's hair whipped wildly as a roar like thunder echoed between heaven and earth, causing the surrounding mountains to rumble and trigger landslides, with mud and rocks tumbling down.

"I, Xiao Tianjiao, am peerless under the heavens. Why would I need a dead man to plead for me!"

The roar of Xiao Tianjiao was like the thunder in the sky.

Whoosh!

Radiating red light and raging flames, Xiao Tianjiao conjured a white bone longspear in his palm. This spear emanated an incredibly eerie Evil Qi, as if thousands of resentful souls were howling, and he thrust it towards Xiao Yi's back.

"Not good!"

"Xiao Yi, be careful!"

"Dodge quickly..."

Emperor Qian, Huang Feihu, Bai Fa Sword Emperor, and others suddenly changed their expressions, fury on their faces, "Xiao Tianjiao, stop this at once!"

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected the proud Xiao Tianjiao, the prodigious Xiao Tianjiao, the invincible Xiao Tianjiao, to resort to a sneak attack!

"Stubborn fool!"

Xiao Yi hadn't expected it either.

But having just understood the seventh diagram of the Heaven-reaching Skill Record, his spiritual power surged and his senses became even more keen. When Xiao Tianjiao made his move, Xiao Yi had already sensed it, and the Moon-Slaying Sword clanged into his hand.

In an instant.

As Xiao Yi turned, he held the Moon-Slaying Sword horizontal in front of his chest.

Duang!

Amidst the violent explosion, the sharp tip of the white bone longspear struck the body of the Moon-Slaying Sword, bending the spear into a crescent from the force.

Xiao Yi remained completely unmoved.

The spear hadn't disturbed him in the slightest!

"This is impossible..."

Xiao Tianjiao's eyes were about to split open, disbelieving as he stared at Xiao Yi.

This was his full-powered strike.

Even a sneak attack!

And yet Xiao Yi hadn't been shaken in the slightest? How could this be?

"Xiao Tianjiao, you've lost even the last shred of your dignity!" Xiao Yi suddenly spoke, his words slow and deliberate.

Every word was like a poisonous sting, piercing deeply into Xiao Tianjiao's heart.

He had lost.

He had lost even the last shred of his dignity!

The moment he raised the white bone longspear to sneak attack, Xiao Tianjiao had been utterly defeated and would no longer have the qualifications to remain as Xiao Yi's fated adversary in this life.

"No, no..."

Xiao Tianjiao's hair went wild, bloodlust reversed the heavens in his eyes, Evil Qi swirling around his body, and his bellowing shook the air, "I can't lose, I am Xiao Tianjiao, the invincible Xiao Tianjiao. How could I possibly lose? If I kill you, as long as I kill you, I haven't lost, kill..."

Whoosh!

The white bone longspear trembled fiercely, spinning rapidly as if trying to flit away.

Its sweeping force crashed towards Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's face was expressionless, and the cold light flowed around the demonic Moon-Slaying Sword, "Sword twenty-three!"

Hum!

Endless Sword Qi seemed to slice heaven and earth apart, the swishing Sword Qi cut through the void as if to rip apart the very sky. Countless strands of Sword Qi blasted towards Xiao Tianjiao, instantly shattering his white bone longspear to pieces, scattering it in all directions!

Thwack, thwack, thwack!

Blood spurted from numerous wounds on Xiao Tianjiao's body.

"Die!"

Xiao Yi's face showed no emotion.

He had decided to show no mercy and with a flick of his sleeve, a sharp sword light aimed straight for Xiao Tianjiao's throat.

On the brink of life and death.

In front of Xiao Tianjiao, space shattered abruptly, and from the dark crevice, an age-worn hand reached out fiercely, grabbed Xiao Tianjiao, and pulled him in, causing the sword strike to miss its mark.

A deep yet majestic voice also resounded at this moment, "Would someone from my Nantian Dynasty be so easily killed just because you say so?"

The sword in Xiao Yi's hand slowly fell, his brows furrowing with a grave expression, as he uttered four words in a measured tone, "Eternal! Life! Secret! Realm!"