Divine God Against The Heavens

"Don't worry, I'm not your enemy!" Ye Xiao smiled and comforted the lady, then he asked: "Do you know why they want to sacrifice you?"

The lady still didn't let her guard down. But still, she shook her head and replied: "I don't know, but I think it is because we are descendants of the first owner of Origin Drift Bottle. Although we are just his descendants, if they sacrifice us, they can use our heart blood, and soul source as a medium to connect with Origin Drift Bottle and make use of it."

Ye Xiao was surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect this. He looked at the woman and her son deeply before telling them to wait for them on the path to go out and left. He also told them to wait for him outside.

After that, Ye Xiao followed the path that he got after Soul Searching Mu Numo, and climbed the stairs in order to enter the second floor of the Mountain Palace.

Ye Xiao didn't encounter anyone until he reached a huge open place.

Fire torches could be seen on the walls, brightening the hall. The hall had many pillars, and there was an altar at the opposite end.

Around it, four people stood and were chatting.

"They only had to fetch two captives from the floor down below. What is taking them so long?" Lord Hu said grumpily.

"Maybe they are slacking. Should I go and check it out?" The second person called Luo Cheng offered.

Feeling pleased with what he heard, Lord Hu turned his head to him. "Sure, and smack them ten times on the face for me if they are slacking. I'll also cut off one of their legs as punishment. I'll teach them what it means to play during the time of working!"

"I will." Luo Cheng started walking toward the stairs while whistling. If he knew that death awaited him behind the pillar that was close to the way out of this hall, he wouldn't be so carefree.

The third person named Han Luo tightened his hand into a fist, feeling excited. He spoke: "Once the rituals are held successfully, we'll be able to complete our mission. At that time, we could go for the Origin Drift Bottle."

A look of greed could be seen on their faces. They wanted it at all costs. That's why they've sacrificed so much and planned so much.

Just then, they heard the sound of bones cracking.

Following this, the cold voice of a young man reached their ears.

"That's not going to happen. I will make sure that. So Forget about holding the ritual or killing those mother and son, worry more about how you will survive under my siege."

With these words, Ye Xiao attracted their attention. Three vicious gazes landed on him, but he didn't feel any different. Reflected in their eyes was a young man who ripped off Luo Cheng's head from the rest of his body.

"You...!"

All of them were angered, it was mainly true for Lord Hu. Blue veins could be seen popping up his neck. He glared at Ye Xiao and said in a voice that seemed to be grating in Ye Xiao's ears which Ye Xiao found quite unpleasing: "I don't know who you are or how you came here, but it really is very daring of you to kill one of my people. But you committed great foolishness. Killing my people is the same as signing off your life. You have walked into hell, it will be impossible for the likes of you to escape now."

Without much change in his expression, Ye Xiao chuckled, "Have I really? I'll be honest with you here; I don't think it's hell for me, But, uh… you'll be pushed inside the real one pretty soon."

Then Ye Xiao scoffed, "Marks my words. This place shall be your grave."

Lord Hu's expression stiffened when he heard this and his face hardened, his lips pursing. Ye Xiao seemed to have annoyed Lord Hu to the point that Lord Hu wanted him dead right at this moment.

"Kill him for me!" Lord Hu said coldly, "Even I'm unable to see through his cultivation, but the aura on his body is not that powerful. He must be hiding his cultivation base using some sort of trick. However, since he was able to kill Luo Cheng, it means he already has the strength to kill Gods at Luo Cheng's level. You should not underestimate him."

"Ok!" Han Luo and Zhang Luo nodded their heads. Following his orders, they drew out their blades and rushed toward Ye Xiao.

When the distance between them was covered, and then they attacked him.

Their attacks were swift and fierce, raising the wind and making it whistle. One was stabbing rapidly with his sword while the other was swinging it around powerfully. The stabs left behind phantom images. And the swings created a sharp gust of winds. This was really a strong attack, powerful and destructive.

This was enough to push an entire group of Exalted Rulers into death's embrace, but Ye Xiao… he could be seen moving like a carefree free, maneuvering his ways around their weapons and even dodging the wind gusts.

Feeling frustrated at being unable to land a strike on Ye Xiao, Zhang Luo felt frustrated. He shouted out coldly, "Is dodging all that you can do?"

"No, I was just checking if you have what it takes to face me, but it seems you don't. Well, now I'll attack you. I'll not use my true strength. Do your best to dodge them." While saying this, Ye Xiao curled his knees. An instant later, like a bow springing out of an arrow, he rushed towards them at an incredible speed.

They tried to pincer him. But by lowering his body, he dodged both their weapons by several centimeters.

"Bam!"

And then… he slapped his hand on their armor. They were delivered such a powerful blow that they skidded backward by several meters.

Huge dents appeared on their armors. Hidden beneath it was their bruised skin. Their bones had shattered. If it weren't for their armor, that attack of Ye Xiao would have killed them instantly.

They were shocked. It is because all Ye Xiao did was slap their armors, but the result was terrifying. They were so frightened that they even thought for a moment that Ye Xiao used some sort of powerful treasure to cause such an effect.

With his widened to the size of saucers, Han Luo said in disbelief, "H-How... How can you come out of our attacks unscratched and even break our armor with a single palm attack? What evil trick did you use?"

Ye Xiao scoffed, "Evil trick? Do you really think I need to rely on tricks to deal with the likes of you? You sure are thinking big."

"Bullshit! It must be a fluke. You just got lucky there and damaged us by using some sort of treasure. If you have guts, then fight us face to face without relying on outer factors!" Zhang Luo exclaimed and shouted. He was also shocked and didn't want to believe that Ye Xiao relied on his own strength in his previous attack.

Most importantly, according to Ye Xiao, he was not using his true strength against them.

What does it mean?

It clearly means Ye Xiao is at least an Ancient God, for the two of them are Gods.

But no matter what, they do not want to believe this.

No more words were necessary. Ye Xiao shook his head and said: "I'll lower my strength, let's see how you'll do."

As he said this, he immediately pounced at them.

Feeling the cold eyes of Lord Hu on their back, the two of them didn't dare retreat or dodge Ye Xiao's attack. They knew full well that if they did, even if they don't die at Ye Xiao's hands, Lord Hu would kill them.

They glanced at each other and immediately used their blades to suppress Ye Xiao again. This was their finishing move as well as the one they practiced the most.

Well, they weren't confident about surviving his assault with other skills.

Ye Xiao had shattered it once.  Would he be able to do it twice?

An instant later, dark creases appeared on Lord Hu's face. He had seen how easily Ye Xiao played them before swinging his spear and piercing it in Zhang Luo's heart with extreme ease. What he found worst is that Han Luo actually ran away from Ye Xiao.

"What a coward!"

'Fuck, this guy is definitely an Ancient God. I'm no match for him. And that Lord Hu, he is also an Ancient God, but he is just standing there and watching us being played with by this guy!' Han Luo thought in his heart while trying to escape.

Seeing Ye Xiao kill Zhang Luo before dashing in his direction, Han Luo subconsciously jumped back. But three seconds later, his head was grabbed in a tight grip.