Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 982 - 504: Severing the Corpse (2)

In such a scene of calamity! How could the Blood God’s Son be extinguished!

In such a purgatory! How could the Blood God Sword be broken!

In such a mortal world! Blood God Dao! Is invincible!"

So completely useless!

No matter where you go! Wherever you flee! Wherever you hide! There’s always a Blood Shadow in pursuit! There’s always a Black Sword for assassination!

Stabbing the head, stabbing the eyes, stabbing the heart, stabbing the chest, stabbing the lungs, stabbing the abdomen, stabbing the elixir, stabbing the whole body to kill all three hundred and sixty apertures!

If one sword can’t kill you, then stab with ten thousand swords! I don’t believe I can’t break your magic! I don’t believe I can’t break your body! I don’t believe I can’t stab you to death!

"Ding ding ding ding ding!"

"Bastard!! Just with you!!!!"

Peng Ju was momentarily shocked and furious, breaking his defense.

Indeed, no matter how flawless and seamless the Dao Body is, and no matter how unbreakable the Daoist skill is with one or two swords, it can’t withstand a hundred swords, a thousand swords, ten thousand swords! Ding ding dong dong, the Blood Shadow clings to him, stabbing continuously!

It’s better to say, at this moment, no one understands better than Peng Ju himself that he doesn’t dare to engage directly with Lingxu Zi’s true body because of this ultimate Yuqing Dao Body move. He hasn’t mastered it yet; there are still flaws, still weaknesses!

So if this ding ding ding keeps going! Sooner or later, the body will be broken! Sooner or later, the technique will be broken! Sooner or later, it’ll be death!

How can I die here!

"Ding ding ding ding ding!"

"Hoho ahah!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

At once, Peng Ju fell into a frenzy! Roaring in rage! Sword HOWLING in a rampage!

"Your magic to the sky! Magic on earth! Magic Dao! I will destroy your heavens! Overturn your earth! Annihilate your Dao!

The eight swords unite! Sever the heavens and extinguish the Dao!"

Suddenly, releasing the lifetime power wildly! Unleashing wave upon wave of sword energy like a tsunami! Layers of overpowering Qi waves, like a bulldozer rolling over and plowing the land! Blasting all the blood wind, blood clouds, blood fog into pieces! Blasting all into annihilation and shattering!

With the sword to sever the heavens! With Qi to overthrow the earth! With Dao to annihilate Dao!

The Qingcheng Eight Swords united, releasing earth-shattering power, exploding like a nuclear blast, overpowering all techniques with sheer force! Overturning heaven and earth with force!

Aiming to annihilate all of Jiangdu City! Aiming to shatter your Blood Talisman Sword Formation! Aiming to overturn your Blood Heaven Sword Dao!!

Holy shit...

This desperate struggle of Peng Ju led to self-destruction, not just Tie Dan but everyone within Jiangdu City, both inside and outside the city, the people hiding amidst various ruins, magical arrays’ wrecks.

Those aristocrats of the Immortal Palace barely surviving under the heavy protection of Martial God protectors and eunuchs, those civilians witnessing gods battling, waiting for the doom.

At this moment, watching the mushroom cloud-like wave rise, catastrophic, sweeping annihilation coming through, all sighing in despair, muttering holy shit.

However, Peng Ju truly was pushed by Tie Dan to the brink; if he had thought it over, he would have realized someone would not allow him to upend the table.

So at the very moment when the map reaches an end, at the brink of apocalypse, that someone finally made a move.

At first, a line of clear light ignited from a distant place in the sky dome, barely distinguishable within the sunset glow from the sun.

Then, in a blink, a chain of starlight flashed across the sky dome, like a celestial river painting unfurling in the heavens.

If one’s dynamic vision reached the Martial God realm or the primorial spirit’s strength had reached the peak of Divinity Transformation, it might barely be visible. Those endless starlights seemed to be clusters of flames, flocks of flying birds, clusters of golden flowers.

But in fact, they were over three hundred silk talismans shining with golden light, burning with Dao Fire. Led by a primordial spirit, overwhelming like green clouds visible to the naked eye, enveloped by mana like a river of starlight in the cosmos, they swooped into the core of the mushroom cloud-like returning birds or bats in groups.

"Hulala!"

In just a moment, three hundred Divine Sword Blood Talismans were affixed all over Peng Ju’s body.

Peng Ju, "You old b..."

"Snap!"

A crisp sound, the Yuqing Dao Body, shattered.

Under the exterminating strike of three hundred Immortal Transformation Talismans, three hundred moves of Blood Fire Burning, and three hundred styles of Blood Talisman Divine Sword combined in one blow.

Peng Ju, instantly defeated, broken technique, extinguished Dao, perished with shattered body.

No chance for a second move, the Yuqing Dao Body was annihilated to dust, scattered into a sky full of sand.

Even the exploding magic light coincided with the overwhelming Qi waves in mutual annihilation. So much that in the end, that apocalyptic accumulating cloud layer dispersed in a breath as if a silent fart...

This number one clone, Peng Ju, just like that, was slain in a single move by the world’s number one.

Tie Dan also gathered slowly from the blood wind, transforming into a blood shadow holding a Black Sword, dripping all over, looking at the scattered jade fragments on the ground, then glancing at the young Daoist who appeared at some point behind him.

Lingxu Zi chuckled,

"Not bad, not bad, this fellow indeed had thirty percent of my capabilities. To have pushed him to this stage, worthy of being the Nine Yin Sword Master."

Tie Dan, ".....Are you bullshitting?"

Lingxu Zi smiled without speaking.

Tie Dan was silent for a while, pointing his sword at the explosion’s core, now laying desolate without even a trace left of the Three Corpses.

"He said, am I also your Three Corpses?"

Lingxu Zi nodded slightly, then shook his head slowly,

"Of course, you are not my Three Corpses, but if I didn’t think like that at first, how would he have fallen into my scheme and attacked you?"

Tie Dan frowned,

"What?"

Fortunately, this time Lingxu Zi did not keep him guessing, casually waved, and caught a handful of jade fragments from the breeze,

"In fact, he wasn’t entirely wrong, back when Chen Huzi founded the school and recruited disciples, I indeed left a bug as a setup against Tian Gang, sending it to Yanzi Cave to seek the sword and Dao, but it seemed like it got beaten into isolation and pseudo-death, reincarnated through Soldier Disintegration.

So at that time, I knew there must be some issue with the disciples from Guangxia Mountain of that generation. After all, even the Reincarnated True Man from the nine major sects, without achieving Daoist skill, couldn’t defeat my three bugs; it could only be the Divine Sect, with some reincarnated Dharma King or reborn Supreme mixed in."