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Flame, leaving behind the cumbersome Jiang Wang, he returned to Qingyang Town in no time.Bearing the might of victory, and countering the plague with virtue, the entire Qingyang Town can be said to ha...King Qing had never seen a sword light so towering and majestic as a pillar of heaven.
But indeed, the Sword Mountain leaned, and the view was divided.
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The golden dragon's body was severed!
The broken two parts, like mountain ridges, fell.
In that earth-shattering howl, dragon blood flowed like a waterfall, splashing across the heavens.
The tail end was instantly overrun by ink ants, and during its descent, it was reduced to a skeleton. Even the skeleton was being devoured!
What are phantoms and soul-hiding, mere jokes before the frugal Mohists who practice until even their resources are used up. For a Mohist, even the straw sandals of their slain enemies would be recycled.
Ao Kuei's will resided in the dragon head, continuing to control this half of his body. While spewing blood wildly, he channeled the flames of blood through his body to stop the bleeding from the severed torso, simultaneously incinerating all the ink ants that had climbed onto his dragon body.
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Jiang Wang, who had severed the Dragon Spine, remained alone at the highest point, firmly blocking Ao Kui from the bronze celestial cauldron, preventing him from smoothly borrowing the power of the Quzhi Ruishui Cauldron. With a casual press, golden, crimson, and white flames fell upon the blood flame, igniting it from point to surface in a fire consuming fire. The ever-expanding range of the three-color flames was Ao Kui's concrete and clear retreat!
The script, which had long since been released, now surged upwards at this moment, its face turned towards the dragon's head.
In the anguished cries, amidst the violent and seemingly involuntary thrashing, suddenly a claw shot out!
Where his claws touched, vast expanses of space froze solid. This freezing spread to encompass a realm encompassing ten directions, including the very fabric of fate itself.
Ancestral Dragon Clan's secret technique, Heavenly Collapse of the Sovereign Extreme!
Although oppressed by this world, his weakened body unable to fully express its might, he still created war machines and unleashed killers.
Then the golden dragon claw came down, and everything began to shatter.
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At such a time, a sword-like bolt of lightning pierced through the air.
The eight-winged ink warrior, his body crackling with electricity, appeared before Ao Kui's dragon claw and collided head-on.
Even lightning was solidified, and eight wings could not spread.
The dragon claw slammed down with unwavering force, sending the ink warrior flying backward with its parts scattering everywhere.
Throughout the entire process, Xi Ming remained expressionless, his eyes moving in a highly regular pattern over Ao Kui's body. And at the moment Yu Mo was sent flying—abruptly reaching out, he actually grabbed the dragon claw wrist!
Though Ao Kui's dragon body failed to expand to its limit, and though it had already been cut down to just half its size, it was still a colossal creature. Xi Ming's entire person was dwarfed by the sheer thickness of his dragon claw; the hand grasping the dragon claw wrist felt like a thin root clinging to a cliff face, while Xi Ming himself resembled a horizontal branch, about to be uprooted by the wind.
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But in the next moment, at the wrist of that hand, a steel shackle suddenly clamped down.
Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!
In the constant clang of steel. From wrist to forearm, to elbow, to upper arm, to shoulder, five interlocking rings of dense runes were fastened one after another.
At this moment, the sheer force of fate twisted the very fabric of space. He tore downward with a sudden, desperate lunge—
He actually tore off Ao Kui's dragon claw!
Ao Kui screamed in agony, another sound ripped from his throat as he convulsed violently in the air. The Samādhi True Fire took advantage of this moment, blazing fiercely and spreading across his dragon body!
He casually tossed the severed limb into the ant colony. Regardless of Ao Kui's agonizing screams, it kept charging forward with unwavering focus, its eyes devoid of any emotion. It was utterly indifferent to life and death, fear and hatred, as if seeing him simply as a collection of mechanical parts!
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Ao Kui's dragon whiskers whipped, stretching and intertwining endlessly in the air, displaying a divine whip technique. The dragon whiskers danced like a real dragon, forcefully driving back the Grim Reaper.
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But when the dragon turned its head, it looked up at Jiang Wang who was relentlessly pursuing him. Its dragon eyes were sincere, and its voice was earnest: “Misunderstanding! Young friend, you misunderstand! We have been very close friends, relying on each other for life. Together we built Xinglou, stormed Tianyu, and roamed the world of Mi Jie, haven't we had a good time! I passed on the dragon clan secret arts to you, never hesitating to help. You often confided in me, our hearts connected as one! This time, I specially traveled across the universe to lead you to seek the perfect path of Zhen, but I was too hasty and forgot to communicate with you. How could you bear to harm my life!”
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This half-dragon was truly pitiful. Covered in blood and with a mournful expression, it bore no resemblance to the majestic creature that could command the cosmos and eradicate entire clans at will.
"I can't bear to do this either!" Jiang Wang swung his sword, forcing Ao Kui to tumble and roll. "Don't resist, old friend. Once I remove your fangs and claws, eliminate your threat, I'll naturally nurture you back to health."
Millions of blood corpses were rendered ineffective under the suppression of the Pure Ritual Monk.
Living like this, with a bowl covering the landmass, is the ultimate limit. We are unable to move.
With his body weakened, he had little room to resist under the attacks of Jiang Wang and fate.
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"Ugh...ah!" He roared angrily, "You heartless wretch! You deserve to die!"
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His howling was like a mix of crying and laughing, heartbreaking.
Seeing many soldiers present, couldn't help but shed tears.
While Jiang Wang only with a cry of his sword, restored their sanity and drove away the sorrow.
He drew his sword and lunged forward, relentlessly pursuing Ao Kui. "Can dragons only rely on their words to kill" he shouted.
Longing stretches across the vast expanse, sword silk woven into a colossal net: "Do not evade me!"
The dragon lunged left and right, but the sword net spread across the sky.
Using only his dragon claw as a sword, Ao Kui engaged in a life-or-death battle with Jiang Wang. In terms of skill and technique, Ao Kui was undoubtedly superior. However, he was injured and weakened, unable to fully unleash his power. Jiang Wang relentlessly pressed the attack, forcing Ao Kui to meet him head-on!
Just like in a game of chess, when it reaches the mid-game, Ao Kui's side accidentally loses a few pieces. Although his chess skills are superior, he can't withstand the opponent's relentless attacks on his pieces. One exchange after another, there are no more moves to make, and one exchange after another leads to defeat!
Ao Kui's strength was extremely limited, every ounce had to be carefully calculated. But how could Jiang Wang and Xi Ming not see this
He couldn't avoid it, yet he couldn't escape it either. He could only exchange injury for position, forcefully breaking through the sword net — but what greeted him wasn't an open sky and boundless freedom, but a dazzling and magnificent True Source Fire Realm.
It's a city engulfed by falling fireworks, one after another!
He was beaten bloody, his head shattered and he was left gasping for breath!
This seamless continuation of the story, from Jianwang (Sword Web), Huijie (Fire Realm), to Yanhuafencheng (City of Flaming Flowers), feels as if Ao Kui is actively cooperating with Jiang Wang. Under the sword immortal, all things are natural, and every move flows seamlessly.
Ao Kui was miserable. In a moment of dazed distraction, he felt that the burning city could continue endlessly!
Thirty-six fire source totems, increasingly restricted his movement.
In the Zhenyuan Fire Realm, Jiang Wang and Xi Ming's attacks grew fiercer.
Many times he could only exchange, but now with his body in such a state, how many more exchanges could he make
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Only after experiencing a severe injury do you realize how precious the peak is.
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He knew he couldn't wait any longer. In the midst of fate's relentless pursuit, a silent scream erupted from the depths of his soul!
Dragon Clan's Secret Transmission Killing Technique, Dragon Soul Tsunami!
A terrifying fluctuation of primordial spirit, like a tsunami, swept over instantly, engulfing Xi Mingshen and Jiang Wang, and briefly surging open the True Origin Fire Realm.
Unfortunately, Ao Kui's current state is far from his prime. His primordial spirit is severely weakened, to the point of being pathetic in front of Jiang Wang!
The crisis passed as quickly as it had come, and with a series of shots from his crossbow, he blocked Ao Kui's path.
Jiang Wang remained unscathed, standing firm like a giant reef in the deep sea, his spirit as unyielding as a celestial gate barring a tsunami! With a single sword strike, he sent Ao Kui flying back.
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That's terrifying.
Even Ao Kui's perspective found such a divine presence upon Jiang Wang truly terrifying.
Thus, in a life-or-death struggle, with powers so closely matched, they couldn't find even a single breakthrough!
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"I'll give you one more chance, my friend! Today, let me go, and in the future we shall share glory together!"
Only the flash of his sword answered him.
The cold, resolute, and peerless gleam of the sword —
"Who am I Do I lack glory Nay, what I lack is a dragon head to serve as a stirrup!"
But at this time, heaven and earth suddenly rang with the cries of ghosts!
“You savage beasts, do you know how the ancient humans fought” Ao Kui was left with only half a dragon body and one claw, but he became much more agile. He dodged and weaved while retreating, his roars of pain and fury echoing through the air: “Such misfortune! Such cruel fate! I curse your souls to eternal torment! The heavens are barren, and demons run rampant!”
A mournful cry shook heaven and earth.
He slaughtered millions, selecting vengeful souls to nurture in the depths of hell. These demons now swarm forth as his trump card, ready to unleash chaos once more.
In ancient times, the demon race ate humans as food, enslaved them, used them as tools, used them as supplies, and even used them as weapons!
Killing people to obtain ghosts was not a rare thing at all in that era.
But that era has long passed!
These evil spirits had long been detected.
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With over ten thousand troops, Bai Yu's actions are not just for pre-war harassment and post-war cleanup, are they
It is not so!
It takes a general of Cao Jie's caliber to assemble disparate soldiers and turn them into a cohesive, victorious army.
Bai Yu Xia is not yet able to do so. However, despite his noble background, after repeatedly commanding his troops to assault the Chihuo Palace, he has completed the transformation of his army's blood energy and can now utilize it in a simple way at this time.
Here at this place, it is Linyu's jade with blemishes!
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As the mournful cries of ghosts arose, he unsheathed his sword in a flash, its blade streaking across the sky like a comet's tail!
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"At noon, the hour of Shen, and then You, walking with anger. Recently lost in the night, accusing ghosts with sword curses!"
The bloodlust of ten thousand armies stirred the dormant power within him, awakening the Imprisonment Ghost Sword Curse he had long concealed and imbuing it with the most ferocious military might.
Soldier Sha is the best at suppressing evil spirits!
On the battlefield, where armies clash, where could there be any lurking shadows
Whatever a phantom nation, with an army in hand, they sweep across as they please.
In the depths of the earth, unseen by people, demons clashed, thousands upon thousands, summoned by Ao Kui's decree, they all revolted at once. But the Accusing Ghost Sword Curse, already lurking here, also erupted in a blinding flash in an instant.
“Wu,” “Wei,” “Shen,” and “Yu,” four gigantic sword-shaped characters materialized out of thin air, their imposing aura igniting a bloody flame across the letters. They darted back and forth, weaving through the horde of demons. Wherever they passed, demons were shattered to pieces, unable to withstand even a single strike.
More boundless sword lights, under the urging of the Jade Purity, flew non-stop. The sword silk intertwined, forming a majestic Ghost Extermination Sword Monument, which descended from the sky and suppressed all ghosts within the ghost cave, preventing them from causing harm.
This sword technique of weaving sword threads like a monument, came directly from inspiration gleaned from Jiang Wang. Zhang Xun's Sword Silk Technique was a divine technique, while Jiang Wang's imitation, Frost Snow Ming, utilized starlight from the Outer Court to achieve a similar killing art with more complex methods... and he also passed it on to Bai Yu Xia.
Of course, only a ten thousand strong army and the Ghost-Impaling Sword Inscription, which was the sublimation of the Ghost-Impaling Sword Curse, were not enough to suppress Ao Kui's trump card.
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It was precisely at the moment when Master Jingli, eyes closed in prayer, emerged from his seclusion. After Ao Kui's defeat and the cessation of support for the Blood Corpse, he finally had a free hand—just one hand to be precise.
The left hand remained erect, while the right hand gently moved away, adopting a tender pose like plucking a flower. It flipped over and pressed lightly.
A colossal Buddha's palm, with myriad characters swirling on its palm, descended upon the subterranean ghost cave.
Niánhuā Courtyard Secret Transmission, Exorcism Seal!
This world's top-tier magical incantation, under the impetus of the Glass Sanskrit, shines like a blazing sun, piercing through the dark cave!
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Tens of thousands of evil spirits, like snow meeting the scorching sun, vanished into thin air.
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Ao Kui was extremely anxious. On one hand, he fought a desperate duel with Jiang Wang, while on the other hand, he secretly chanted incantations, summoning a horde of ghosts to form a linked formation, thus resisting the might of the Ghost-Subduing Sword Tablet and the Ghost Suppression Seal.
But at this moment, Ji Huo Yuxi pushed the wheelchair gently forward.
The battle taking place in the depths of that netherworld was probably unnoticed by most. Ji Huo Yuxiu was clearly not among those weaklings.
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She just moved forward a little.
The underground cave was filled with surging yin energy, and thousands of ghosts were burdened as if wearing heavy shackles. Each moved with difficulty and began to disintegrate on their own.
Wraith of the Floating Continent, be bound by the will of the Floating Continent!
Boom!
Ao Kui touched Chang Xiangsi with a dragon's horn, and then whipped fate with his dragon whiskers. Within the Ghost Cave, he detonated ten thousand ghosts!
The terrifying explosion instantly collapsed the ghost cave, and not far below... lay the Netherworld!
Countless wicked ghosts fell into the Nether Heaven, along with thousands upon thousands of earth and stones, as well as the powers of the Ghost Subduing Seal and the Exorcism Sword Stele, all swiftly dissolved by the Nether Heaven.
Since breaking free, all his methods have been thwarted, even the demons hidden in the earth caverns have been useless. So he's decided to detonate all the demons at once—he wants to create an earth cavern opening within the Jihuo Department’s territory, thereby stirring up changes in the world and creating opportunities for himself!
Let it be a beast riot, or the heavens and earth collapsing, even if this world is destroyed, Ao Kui will live on!
But there was still a King of Celebration on the scene.
The cultivation level of the Totem Spirit wasn't anything special, and his experience guarding the Wuzhi Cavern was hardly worth mentioning on this battlefield. However, he was currently wielding the power of the King Totem, making him the ruler of Floating Land for the past hundred years. Of course, he could see through the changes beneath the earth.
Surrounded by a massive army, his kingly aura was almost limitless. With a single clap of his hand, heaven and earth obeyed. A book of creation appeared in the ghost cave, above the ethereal heavens, the ancient clay tablet endlessly expanding, instantly plugging the gaping hole!
This is more than just a cave.
And also wiped out Ao Kui's last hope!
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He roared to the heavens, his lament filled with despair: "I fought for the throne, I strived for the stars, but all in vain. I stole Buddha's treasures and roamed the cosmos, yet everywhere I was constrained. Even reduced to this state, forced to play a game with this child, locked in a battle of life and death, it still brought me no success! Since entering this floating land, every step has been controlled, every path obstructed! Though my vision surpasses that of even a god, though my insight borders on the absolute peak, there is not a single path open to me! Has heaven forsaken me!"
Though his voice was filled with sorrow, Jiang Wang showed no mercy. Just like Ao Kui had never shown mercy to those he killed.
Ao Kui's heart trembled more and more, but Jiang Wang's sword remained steadfast and icy cold.
With a single sword strike, the neck was aimed for, but stopped by a layer of golden scales.
Shatter golden scales, another sword across the eyes!
Ao Kui's golden dragon eyes were split in half from the center, the fluids inside his eyes mixing with blood and flowing unpleasantly.
“The two horizontal lines of the character ‘tian’ should be removed here, it means death for you!”
Jiang Wang took a perfect step, narrowly dodging Ao Kui's desperate counterattack. His sword stretched to its limit, and with one step onto the dragon skull, he reversed his grip and plunged the sword into the heavens!
Ao Kui’s dragon body was stiff, unable to move any longer. His eyes were filled with blood, and he could see nothing more. But he roared in a long, mournful cry: “Jiang Wang! Jiang Wang! I always told you this would happen. You are too young, too arrogant. Did you really think I would lose to you”
You ruined everything!
How foolish of you!
You and your friends, none of you will survive!
I didn't lose to you.
I lost to that old bald donkey in Yuheng, and in Fulu I lost to—
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All vitality has vanished!
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The dragon's skull flew off the blade, and the upper half of its body slumped to the ground.
Thank you to book friend "Too Ridiculous" for becoming the chief supporter of this book, making it Chapter 474 of Crimson Heaven!
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