Chapter 132: Time Waits for No One
om back then.But from Song Wanxi's cries after being possessed, and what Zhuang Chengqian said to her, their relationship definitely went wrong!It's not just that Zhuang Chengqian told Song Hengjiang,...I thought it would take a long time to find the lifeblood incarnation, but unexpectedly, the lifeblood incarnation took the initiative to appear and attack. It was probably because of its self-confidence in combat skills that it didn't take Jiang Wang, who was at the inner court level, seriously.
Perhaps this is also the reason why Yu Beidou asked him to come...
When paths converge, life and death become the battleground.
Jiang Wang's few sword strikes were ineffective, so he immediately joined forces with Yao Wufu and displayed his strongest form. With the pinnacle swordsmanship of an inner palace level, he directly crushed them.
But see that man clad in bright armor, wielding a large saber. He dances it with the agility of a needle, weaving it about in mid-air, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing! It is truly a magnificent display!
The blades flashed like sunlight, piercing through everything, leaving no corner untouched.
Yet, with a power far too small, it pierced into the sword's momentum.
From all angles, it continuously weakened this sword.
But like a mountain falling headlong, with a small knife, no matter how much you cut it, the mountain is still a mountain.
When techniques reach their limit, the end of one's inner cultivation, is the limit of this blade.
No matter how dexterous it is, no matter how exquisite its swordsmanship. Even the pinnacle sword art passed down from true immortals, when used by inner sect cultivators, is merely at the level of the inner sect!
And with that, the sword struck down.
The Mingguang armor shattered directly, and the big man wielding a saber, his entire chest and abdomen were pierced through.
That was a huge, almost adult-sized cavity.
But this person remained impassive, seemingly unaware of any pain and absolutely unfazed. The blade in his hand continued to dance around, silently gliding towards Jiang Wang's neck.
Since Jiang Wang knew that this big man was the Blood Demon's blood essence, of course he wouldn't think that a single sword through his abdomen had already solved the opponent.
A wisp of frost-white wind, in the hollow expanse of this Han man's chest, blew softly. As if to soothe his pain, to comfort those organs shattered by sword qi...
But wherever the frost wind reached, everything was annihilated.
This appeasement was clearly not welcome.
This mighty man's saber was about to strike, but it could no longer fall. Because his arm had already been shattered!
His entire body, shattered inch by inch, broke into tiny blood beads that floated in the air.
And then the saber and the flying armor fragments all turned into blood, splattering across the sky.
Jiang Wang rolled up his multicolored cassock, drawing all the blood that painted the sky into it. The cassock naturally tightened, forming a bundle.
This five-colored, dazzling "burlap" still bulged here and there, clearly showing that the lifeblood wrapped within was restless.
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But the light on the Vajra-cloth flowed and held him fast.
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Jiang Wang, with the kasaya bundle in his hand, turned back and flew away. The five brilliant lights on his body gradually dimmed. Stepping on the azure cloud, he still looked dashing, but there was a lingering feeling of unfinished business.
It has to be said, this man made of lifeblood is indeed a very rare opponent. In terms of combat skills, he completely overwhelms him.
But under the absolute crushing force of the Five Imperials' might, his resistance was too brief. It didn't allow him to showcase all he had.
After achieving the title of Tianfu, he continued to practice diligently. He never found a suitable opponent to test his sword skills and couldn't help but feel lonely with his unmatched swordsmanship going unused.
Today's match was exciting, but it ended too quickly. It was only a taste.
But if Jiang Wang deliberately wanted to drag out the time, to fully enjoy the fight, to give this blood-formed opponent an opportunity, then he would absolutely not do that.
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A battle on a narrow road is simple: the winner lives, and the loser dies.
All honing of combat skills and insights into techniques happen in the context of victory or defeat.
Jiang Wang has always been very clear-headed.
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With its head severed, the money-knife still led the way, and Jiang Wang followed closely behind, flying toward the Valley of Broken Stones.
Since the work is done, it's time to claim my reward.
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Within the chaotic rock valley, in the cave on that sheer cliff.
Yu Beidou, with an air of ethereal grace, sat cross-legged in mid-air. Though he held the Blood Demon firmly in check, he was also bound by its influence.
This current form, appearing as Yang Guobing's eunuch Liu Huai, is the blood demon body of a heart-stopping and desireless blood demon, cultivated through the practice of the Heart-Stopping and Desireless Blood Demon Technique.
During this period, I served three masters in succession: Emperor Yang Jiande of the later Yang dynasty, eunuch Liu Huai, the chief scribe of the Yang court, and Jingye, the military commander of Yinguo City.
Of the three, Yang Jiande had complete mastery over this demonic skill. He wielded its power with conviction, and every word and action stemmed from his true intentions. At most, it was due to cultivating this demonic art that he gradually extinguished his emotions.
Liu Huai was completely consumed and driven by this demonic art, with no consciousness of his own. As for Jingye, the general of Yiguang City, he was investigating the large number of casualties in the city when he was killed by Liu Huai. Consumed by the Mending Emotions and Severing Desires Blood Demon Art, he too lost himself.
Rather than saying that Liu Huai and Shizen were the last two masters of the Emotionless Desire Blood Demon Skill, it's more accurate to say they were merely two puppets controlled by the skill itself.
Yang Jiande was killed by a slashing blade and there was no possibility of recovery.
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Liu Huai, facing Yu Beidou in Yuguang City, exhausted all his means, running rampant throughout the Eastern Region. He finally fled to Duanhun Gorge but was still subdued.
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Only a small amount of blood could be drawn, transforming into a still pond. Waiting for an opportunity to return and save himself.
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But this had long been calculated by Yu Beidou, and even he was waiting for this step.
Before entering the Soul-Breaking Gorge, Yu Beidou had already urgently contacted Jiang Wang, who was still in Zhao Kingdom. Not long after the Blood Demon split his lifeblood, Jiang Wang had already entered the Soul-Breaking Gorge.
Yu Beidou pressed Liu Huai on one side while instructing Jiang Wang to chase down the cluster of lifeblood, intending to use it as a foundation and, with the help of Luanshi Valley's natural formation, erase the Blood Demon.
He claimed to be a "master of divination," but it wasn't entirely boasting.
At this very moment, Liu Huai, with his fair face and clean-shaven chin, is confined to the ground. Yu Beidou, with his air of refinement and superiority, sits aloft in the air.
A sigh, yet it fell abruptly.
“Oh…”
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Liu Huai was silent, Yu Beidou remained speechless. Where did this sigh come from
The cave is cold.
A middle-aged man in a scholar's robe brought the answer.
This man had three long whiskers, a thin face, and looked like a teacher.
But those who truly know who he is, no one can remain calm.
The Nine Great Demon Calculators!
One life, one calculation.
He walked into the cave, a strange smile on his face, and looked up at Yu Beidou who was meditating in mid-air.
“Uncle Master, long time no see!” he said. “How are you doing Are you able to sleep well every night”
Yu Beidou still pointed at the blood demon on the ground with his sword, motionless. He simply said, "Didn't we meet in Yiguang City last time We should have caught up then. It's all your fault for running away so fast!"
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The fortune teller patted his forehead. "Ah, yes, my memory!"
He sighed again, with a hint of sadness in his voice. "Even I am starting to grow old. Time is relentless, Master Uncle."
“At our age, what's there that can't be let go” Yu Beidou said in a gravelly voice. “Look, your master uncle lets it all go. Seeing you appear before him, he doesn’t even make a move.”
The fortune teller withdrew his somber expression and looked at him with a sly smile: "Is it not because your master uncle is currently unable to move"
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Yu Beidou fell silent for a moment, then said: "I mainly don't want to move right now. Good nephew, please don't force your uncle to go against his family."
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“Great righteousness, destroying kinship.” The diviner muttered the words under his breath, then lifted his head, his eyes now filled with a chilling ruthlessness. His voice, however, remained calm as he spoke: “I’ve been wanting to dissect Master Uncle’s heart and see what ‘great righteousness’ looks like, what color it is…”
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