"Kid, stop with the tricks, it's useless! No matter how you struggle, it's all in vain!"
The old man looked at Ye Cangtian with disdain, saying dismissively.
In his eyes, regardless of whether the distance was closed or not, the outcome could not be changed.
And the other party's behavior made him want to laugh; this was undoubtedly a case of walking into a trap, and he would only lose his life faster.
As the old man's words fell, he ceased his sword qi attacks.
Firstly, he could also see that this kind of sword qi attack had little effect on Ye Cangtian, and there was no need to continue to wear down Ye Cangtian; it was too time-consuming.
It would be faster to finish the opponent in close combat.
Secondly, Ye Cangtian was too arrogant and looked down on Heavenly Realm experts too much; he had to make the other party pay the price.
And injuring Ye Cangtian with sword qi clearly lacked some of the thrill.
Therefore, he abandoned the long-range sword qi attack, braced himself, and waited for Ye Cangtian to charge, then deliver a fatal blow.
Seeing this, how could Ye Cangtian let such a rare opportunity slip away?
He charged forward, and at the same time, the halo emitted by the Reaper's Scythe in his hand became even brighter.
The next moment, with Ye Cangtian's roar, the Reaper's Scythe slashed down fiercely.
It was Ye Cangtian's most powerful move, the first stance of the Thirteen Styles of the Grim Reaper: Severing Lovesickness!
Ye Cangtian was well aware of the gap between them, so on the first blow when the opponent was most likely to be careless, Ye Cangtian chose to go all out.
"Not good!"
Sensing the attack of Severing Lovesickness, the old man's eyes widened, and he inwardly cursed "Not good!"
Immediately, the long sword in his hand flashed with blood-red light and met the attack head-on.
Boom!
With a booming sound, Ye Cangtian was forced back dozens of steps, his face turned extremely pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Cangtian looked very disheveled, but the old man on the other side was not much better off.
He staggered back more than ten steps, his face also turning a little pale, and his sword-holding hand trembled uncontrollably.
Clearly, the old man had also suffered a slight injury.
He looked at Ye Cangtian in shock, his eyes filled with confusion.
He hadn't intended to do much at first, just a simple block. Given the difference in their strength, he thought that would be enough.
But sensing the terrifying aura emanating from the Reaper's Scythe, he immediately realized that Ye Cangtian's attack was not simple, so he hurriedly gathered his spiritual energy to block.
Although in terms of time, all of this was rather rushed.
However, the result exceeded his imagination. He successfully repelled Ye Cangtian, but his own body was also affected.
Because of this, he didn't understand why the ant in his eyes could unleash such powerful force.
The most crucial point was that Ye Cangtian was only at the ninth heaven realm. If he reached the Heavenly realm, he might no longer be his opponent.
Thinking of this, the killing intent in the old man's eyes intensified, and he said, "Ye Cangtian, I didn't expect you to grow to such a terrifying extent in just half a year. It seems I cannot spare you today!"
"Hmph! Old man, aren't you afraid of the wind blowing your tongue off!"
"We'll see who dies and who lives today!"
Ye Cangtian snorted upon hearing this.
As his voice fell, he once again charged forward with the Reaper's Scythe.
"Courting death! I shall fulfill your wish!"
"You can be proud that you forced this seat to use this move!"
Seeing Ye Cangtian charge, the old man's face turned cold. The long sword in his hand instantly shone brightly, and then he flung it into the air.
The next instant, enveloped by spiritual energy, the long sword's volume expanded more than tenfold. Its tip pointed downwards like a red lightning bolt, descending.
Sensing the unparalleled aura on the long sword, Ye Cangtian's expression instantly tensed.
With his current physical condition, he absolutely could not block this attack. Therefore, he could not resist by force; he could only outwit.
Thinking this, Ye Cangtian's forehead instantly condensed into a heavenly eye, and at the same time, he finally whispered, "Soul Pierce!"
"Ah!"
On the other side, the old man, who was controlling the landing point of the long sword, instantly cried out in pain. The pain originating from his soul was something he could not withstand.
It was also due to excessive pain that he momentarily lost control of the long sword.
And at this moment, Ye Cangtian had already closed in. The Reaper's Scythe in his hand brightened again.
Severing Lovesickness!
Ching!
The next instant, a faint sound was heard. The old man's chest clothing was cut open by a long gash, from which a spurt of blood gushed out.
Seeing this, Ye Cangtian's face showed no joy, but rather infinite regret.
Just a little bit more, and he could have finished the opponent, but in the end, he had still failed!
Finding another opportunity again would likely not be so simple.
That's right, although it seemed like this blow hit the old man's vital point, it was not the case. It only caused some injury to the old man and did not cut through his heart.
At the last moment, the old man had already broken free from the pain of Soul Pierce, forcefully pulled some distance, and avoided the vital point.
"You..."
"You actually have such powerful mental strength? And you've mastered soul attacks?"
On the other side, the old man looked at Ye Cangtian incredulously, his gaze as if he were looking at a monster.
One must know that cultivation techniques for the soul were extremely rare even in the ruins, with rarity far exceeding that of Enlightenment Pills.
And among the people he knew, only one person had mastered soul attack techniques, and that was Xing Yuan of the Dark Association.
He never expected that Ye Cangtian would also practice such a cultivation technique, nor did he expect that Ye Cangtian's soul strength was comparable to that of a Heavenly realm expert.
Otherwise, when launching such an attack, Ye Cangtian would surely suffer a backlash.
But Ye Cangtian did not, which was enough to explain everything.
"Hmph, it's just a soul attack, not some powerful move. I have other trump cards, do you want to try them?"
Ye Cangtian snorted upon hearing this and slowly walked towards the opponent, holding the Reaper's Scythe.
"Bluffing!"
Seeing this, the old man snorted and continued, "Today I'll give you a chance to unleash them all. I, this old man, want to see how tough your life really is!"
As he spoke, the old man grabbed the long sword that had fallen to the ground with his large hand, and surging spiritual energy directly pulled the sword back into his hand.
At the same time, the old man's gaze became noticeably serious.
Now that Ye Cangtian possessed a peculiar soul attack, he had to be cautious, otherwise, he might capsize in the gutter.
"This place is Medicine King Valley!"
"Medicine King Valley only accepts the peaceful and the injured. Anyone who makes a move within Medicine King Valley is an enemy of Medicine King Valley!"
"If you do not cease your actions immediately, this seat will show no mercy, and you will bear the consequences!"
Just as Ye Cangtian and the old man were about to clash again, a thunderous voice suddenly came.
As the voice arrived, Ye Cangtian and the old man involuntarily turned their heads, looking towards the entrance of Medicine King Valley.
The next moment, an aged figure appeared at the entrance of Medicine King Valley.
He was dressed in a dark green robe, carrying a basket full of herbs on his back, and wearing a bamboo hat on his head.
Looking at his graying beard and aged face, this person was at least eighty or ninety years old.
"Medicine Sage, do you really want to ruin this seat's good deed?"
The old man glanced at the other party, his gaze becoming particularly grim.
He had decided to kill Ye Cangtian, after all, Ye Cangtian's growth speed was too terrifying, and he could not give him any more time to grow.
Therefore, he was particularly enraged by the appearance of the Medicine Sage.
Medicine Sage?
Is this old man the legendary Medicine Sage?
Hearing the old man's words, Ye Cangtian's gaze fell on the Medicine Sage as he sized him up.
"It's you!"
"I don't care about the feud between you two! But this is Medicine King Valley, and here you must abide by the rules of Medicine King Valley! Otherwise, don't blame this old man for being impolite!"
The Medicine Sage glanced at the old man, as if he instantly recognized his identity, and said indifferently.
"You!"
With these words, the old man's gaze immediately turned grim.