Chapter Eighty-One Slap in the Face

  Yang Yi's mouth corners slightly revealed a faint smile, and he said lightly: "Reporting to the seniors, this time the disciple has come to report to all the seniors."

  "Oh? What is it that you want to report, speak quickly!" The elder of law enforcement said in a deep voice.

  "The disciple was originally training alone in the fourth layer of the Deep Valley, but later discovered Elder Bai. Elder Bai seemed to be heading to the fifth layer to find the Qiuwu beast, so the disciple wanted to follow him to gain some experience. Unfortunately, they encountered a terrifying demon that even Elder Bai couldn't withstand. Elder Bai told me to quickly escape from the Deep Valley, but he himself unfortunately fell. To this day, I still remember Elder Bai's kindness!"

  Yang Yi told lies without blinking, his face expressionless, one board and one eye, anyone knew that Yang Yi was telling a pack of lies, but what's the point? There is no evidence, no one saw it, and besides, the person is already dead. Can't say Yang Yi killed Bai Zhan Tian?

  Yang Yi was so calm, and explained the death of Bai Zhan Tian with such an absurd matter, that even the Law Enforcement Elder couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Yang Yi, is what you said true?"

  Yang Yidao said: "Naturally it's true. If you don't believe me, Elder, you can go to the fifth layer of Deep Abyss Valley. Perhaps you'll still be able to meet that demon who killed a hundred elders."

  The Law Enforcement Elder's face changed, what a joke, go and check again, if you run into that demon, it's no less than a Shape-Shifting Master, besides, if you're surrounded, even a Shape-Shifting Master would be doomed, the Law Enforcement Elder didn't believe Yang Yi's words, but he still felt that Baizhan Tian's death was likely at the hands of a demon, and Baizhan Tian's strength could only be matched by a Shape-Shifting demon.

  But Zhang Song suddenly jumped out, his face gloomy: "Nonsense, complete nonsense! A monster that even the Hundred Elders couldn't handle, how could a small Condensed Blood Fourth Disciple like you escape? Moreover, all four layers of the Deep Valley are filled with Condensed Blood Sixth Rank beasts. With your low cultivation, how can you possibly train there? So everything you said is nonsense, perhaps it was you who used sinister tricks to kill the Hundred Elders."

  Yang Yi saw Zhang Song jump out, his eyes slightly chilled, and the killing intent burst out of his body, completely disregarding the many elders present.

  "Zhang Song, a hundred-year-old elder sacrificing himself to save others is a great righteousness. What's wrong with letting Yang escape? If you say that all the alien beasts in the fourth layer of the Deep Valley are condensed blood sixfold, then it's indeed true. However, Yang has his own methods, and what does the condensed blood sixfold count for? If you don't believe me, you can try it out now and see if Yang has the qualifications to stay on the fourth floor of the Deep Valley!"

  Yang's sudden loud voice and aggressive attitude made Zhang Song somewhat unprepared, he had just broken through to the fifth stage of Blood Condensation and was thinking of humiliating Yang, but now Yang suddenly counterattacked, making him extremely angry.

  "Yang Yi you..."

  Zhang Song's face turned pale and then red again as he glanced at the elders around him, but still restrained himself from taking action.

  Yang Yi's mouth corners slightly revealed a faint smile, coldly saying: "You don't dare? You've been targeting Yang Mou everywhere, making things difficult for Yang Mou. Today, Yang Mou can't help but teach you a lesson in front of the elder gentlemen, and let you learn some moral principles!"

  Yang Yi's figure suddenly transformed into a beam of light, and in an instant, it burst forth with a flash.

  Zhang Song was shocked, he didn't expect Yang Yi to dare to take action in front of the elders of the law enforcement hall. However, he was after all a genius with five condensed bloods, and since Yang Yi had taken the initiative, he didn't hold back either. The 14 drops of pure blood in his body burst out with terrifying power, shooting towards Yang Yi's figure.

  "Nine Palace Illusion!"

  Yang Yi's figure suddenly transformed into four illusions.

  This wasn't over yet, Yang Yi's mouth corner revealed a cold smile, the nine drops of essence blood in his body suddenly burst out, and on his hand, a small drop of jet-black essence blood appeared.

  This is true essence blood, and it's as black as ink, containing infinite power.

  "Hum"

  "Essence blood instant combustion!" Yang shouted loudly: "Binding technique, bind!"

  The technique that was cast with the essence of blood, just how powerful it is, especially now that Yang has nine drops of essence of blood and also merged the essence of blood from the Hundred Wars Sky Gold Pill, its power has already reached an unfathomable level. Zhang Song's body tightened up all at once, his mouth wide open in shock, his eyes filled with astonishment, his body had been restrained, fourteen drops of essence of blood, even the secret technique Embracing Dan was cast, the power of the essence of blood suddenly increased to sixteen drops, but it still didn't have any effect.

  Yang Yi has now merged with the essence of Bai Zhan Tian's Golden Elixir, so even if he uses the Blood Coagulation Technique seven or eight times, it will still cause damage. The power of the Binding Technique is many times stronger than before, let alone Zhang Song?

  Yang Yi still had nine drops of essence blood in his body, so he couldn't take out a drop of essence blood to cast the binding technique. He just used half a drop earlier, and even if it was only half a drop, it was already incredible. However, with the Golden Elixir of the Hundred Wars Heaven, the lost half-drop of essence blood flowed back from the Golden Elixir in an instant, and then replenished into the nine drops of essence blood, instantly restoring Yang Yi's lost half-drop of essence blood.

  Moreover, the nine drops of essence condensed are not just one drop more than the eight drops of essence. It has reached the extreme of numbers and perfection. The nine drops of essence linked together will burst forth with a power several times that of the eight drops of essence.

  "Bang Bang Bang Bang"

  Four slaps, each one as loud and clear as if they were real, landed on Zhang Song's face.

  "Whoosh"

  Yang Yi's figure had already retreated back, this was something that happened in an instant, even these shape-shifting masters didn't have time to block it, and Zhang Song's face already had several red marks added to it, exceptionally bright, just like a mark of shame.

  In such a situation, in front of countless disciples, he slapped Zhang Song several times, this kind of blow, this kind of insult, almost made Zhang Song so ashamed that he wanted to kill himself, the resentful and poisonous color in his eyes, like a vast ocean, if looks could kill, Yang Yi would have died countless times.

  "How is it possible?"

  The other disciples stared blankly at Yang One, shocked and stunned. Yang One had only achieved the fourth level of Blood Condensation, but Zhang Song, who had broken through to the fifth level of Blood Condensation, seemed to have no power to fight back. It could be said that if Yang One wanted to kill Zhang Song, it would almost be a matter of one move.

  This is really shocking, these people are all geniuses, not ordinary disciples. It's natural to know that the gap between geniuses and geniuses is actually not big, but Yang Yi's appearance seems to have overturned this tradition.

  Lu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and he burst out laughing: "Haha, great, great! A joke from back then, I didn't think you'd actually succeed, condensing the nine drops of essence blood that no disciple has been able to condense in tens of thousands of years, reaching a state of perfection."

  Lu Ming's eyes were incredibly sharp, and if Yang Yi hadn't made a move, he might not have known. But with Yang Yi's sudden movement, what looked like a blur to ordinary people was clear to him, and in an instant, he knew that Yang Yi had actually condensed out nine drops of essence blood.

  Yang Yi respectfully said to Lu Ming: "It was all thanks to the guidance of Elder Lu back then that I, Yang, was able to condense the nine drops of essence blood."

  Listening to Yang Yi's personal admission, these disciples all stared at him with sparkling eyes, as if they could see a supreme genius rising above the crowd. Nine drops of pure blood, they didn't even dare to imagine it, not even a genius like Ouyang Xin had condensed nine drops of pure blood.