Chapter 660: Riot on Dao Xu Street

Boom!

The golden mace slammed into the suspended River of the Huang Quan, its Dao resonance exploding and shattering the Enforcement Bureau's protective array outright.

A sharp tearing crack split the air as the River of the Huang Quan began to fracture beneath the golden mace.

No matter how strong Ding Huan's knife Dao technique, no matter how well-prepared he was, he could not bridge the gap in cultivation.

A series of cracking bones shattered as blood mist sprayed from Ding Huan's entire body.

He was blasted backward, blood arrows spewing through the void.

At first glance, it looked as if his physical body had completely collapsed.

Jin Zunshen was severely wounded; otherwise, just that single strike would have utterly shattered Ding Huan's body.

Jin Zunshen stared, stunned, at Ding Huan, who had been blasted away by his blow.

He was injured, but just now he had risked his life to kill the opponent.

Logically, a mere Divine Lord ant should have had his physical body utterly destroyed.

Why hasn't the opponent's body collapsed? This is abnormal.

No, that reincarnation aura still hasn't dissipated.

Only then did Jin Zunshen realize that though the suspended river was broken, it still fell unimpeded.

That was the River of the Huang Quan Blade Veil.

Jin Zunshen had no time to raise his mace; in desperation, he punched out with one fist.

The moment he threw his punch, his Purple Palace and dantian surged violently.

He could not suppress the blood arrows spewing from his mouth, and at that moment, Mo Changcan's halberd struck mercilessly toward his third eye.

If he didn't block Mo Changcan's halberd, his third eye would be ripped apart.

In an instant, Jin Zunshen had no time to think—he redirected his punch toward Mo Changcan's halberd.

Mid-punch, his soul sea began to collapse, his divine energy fragmented, his divine sense dwindled continuously…

Jin Zunshen continuously spat black blood arrows—he had never imagined his poison could be this terrifying.

Crack!

The punch that should have blasted Mo Changcan's halberd away and torn his body apart dissolved into blood mist beneath the halberd.

As Mo Changcan was blasted backward again, the River of the Huang Quan Blade Veil split the void and struck Jin Zunshen's third eye.

Puff!

Black blood erupted as Jin Zunshen's body was torn cleanly in two.

As Jin Zunshen's Primordial Spirit oozed out, he saw in horror the River of the Huang Quan slicing through his body—he felt the aura of reincarnation.

What terrified him more was that he saw the fellow he had nearly killed charging toward him again, and a flame had sealed off his Primordial Spirit's escape…

No… the opponent was not allowing him to reincarnate.

How could this be? He had unleashed his full strength despite the poison—surely even if he hadn't shattered the opponent's body, he should have killed him.

How could a mere Divine Lord ant recover so completely in such a short time?

"Let me…" Jin Zunshen spoke only two words before the flame fully engulfed his Primordial Spirit.

Only now did Mo Changcan, who had just rushed over, stare blankly at Ding Huan—he had clearly seen Ding Huan grievously wounded by Jin Zunshen.

That level of injury meant death, even if not outright.

He had rushed in at full speed, risking his own severe injuries to kill Jin Zunshen, hoping to save Ding Huan.

But in such a short time, Ding Huan had returned and killed Jin Zunshen—how was this possible?

"Changcan, go." Ding Huan seized Jin Zunshen's ring, called out to Mo Changcan, and swiftly vanished.

As Mo Changcan hurriedly followed Ding Huan away, Jin Zunshen's corpse was entirely scorched by flames.

"Ding Huan, are you alright?" Only after they fled the Dao Xu Square did Mo Changcan have time to ask about Ding Huan's injuries.

"I'm fine. Our next target is the second Divine King of the Dao Xu Guild. As for the spoils, we'll divide them after we leave."

Ding Huan spoke urgently.

Now was the perfect time to destroy the Dao Xu Guild.

There were almost no Divine Kings here—just now, the human and divine race's Divine Kings fought fiercely; now the dead were dead, the wounded wounded, and even those unharmed had all gathered elsewhere to negotiate.

Dao Xu Guild's upper levels.

He Yinshen was in seclusion, severely injured—his dantian had cracked open.

He shouldn't have secluded himself in Dao Xu Street, but his cave was too far away.

With his injuries, returning to his cave was too dangerous.

Not all divine race Divine Kings had been slaughtered—if any intercepted him en route, he would surely die.

Because of this, he had no choice but to return to Dao Xu Street to seclude himself and heal.

The violent battle sounds from the Dao Xu Square startled him.

The sounds had lasted a long time, but earlier his injuries were too severe, his spirit too immersed in healing to notice.

Now sensing the booming noise, He Yinshen rose instinctively.

Had the Dao Xu Street protective array been broken? Had divine race warriors returned?

That couldn't be right—how would divine race Divine Kings dare come here again?

His divine sense swept out—the battle seemed already over.

Outside the Enforcement Bureau's gate on Dao Xu Street, everything was in ruins.

He Yinshen exhaled in relief.

It seemed someone had resisted the Enforcement Bureau's enforcement. Resisting the Dao Xu Enforcement Bureau in the Dao Xu Square was no different from brain damage, but it had nothing to do with him.

He Yinshen resumed his seclusion to heal—only after one Zhou Tian did he clearly sense something was wrong.

My primordial spirit is blocked?

I've been healing here for a while, and before, my primordial spirit wasn't blocked?

At the second Zhou Tian, He Yin Shenwang's face turned grim.

He was certain he hadn't been poisoned when fighting the divine clan cultivators, yet now he was poisoned.

Clearly, someone just poisoned him.

Who did this?

Who dares poison me, the Supreme Elder of the Dao Xu Guild?

Boom! As if in response to He Yin Shenwang's words, the seals on his dwelling were violently torn apart.

A stranger stood at his door, gripping a long blade.

Judging by the aura of this cultivator, he was at most a World God.

"Who are you? I, He Yin, have no grudge against you. Why have you come here?" He Yin Shenwang suppressed his fury with deep resentment.

It was because he was injured and couldn't move.

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If he hadn't been injured, he would never have asked such a question—he'd have simply slammed a hand seal and crushed him to dust.

Ding Huan wiped his face: "Your grandpa Ding Huan. Didn't your Dao Xu Guild try to kill Grandpa Ding? Today, Grandpa Ding has come to you."

As he spoke, his long blade unleashed a furious torrent of slashing force and came down.

This reckless arrogance enraged He Yin Shenwang to the brink.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

How could the exquisite buildings of the Dao Xu Guild withstand Ding Huan's slash?

They were ripped apart by the blade's force, shattered into fragments, then collapsed.

He Yin Shenwang grabbed his great hammer to counterattack, but his primordial spirit rose only halfway—like a cord cut mid-pull—forcing him to spew a jet of blood.

Then, a far more terrifying deathly aura slammed into him from behind.

He Yin Shenwang wanted to resist, but his will outstripped his strength.

Not even his resistance could break free from the opponent's killing domain.

"Puff!" Mo Changcan's halberd pierced through He Yin Shenwang's back.

As a shower of blood erupted from He Yin Shenwang's chest, Ding Huan's long blade descended from above his head.

He Yin Shenwang was split in two by that blade.

"Who are you?" His primordial spirit burst forth, fury driving him mad.

How much hardship and effort had he spent to reach Shenwang?

Now he was betrayed by two ants and slain within the Dao Xu Guild.

Mo Changcan also wiped his face, revealing a handsome visage:

"It's your Grandpa Changcan. Your Dao Xu Guild thought you were mighty, didn't you? You stole one of my Dao Principle Crystals—today, I'm taking back every bit, with interest."

With He Yin Shenwang dead, every Shopkeeper, Executive, and attendant in the Dao Xu Guild building fell beneath Ding Huan and Mo Changcan's blades and halberds.

On Dao Xu Street, all thirty-two Dao Xu Guild buildings, eighteen interest lodges, twenty-one interest halls, and one marketplace were looted clean by Ding Huan and Mo Changcan.

Any cultivator wearing the Dao Xu Guild's identity robe perished.

In a short time, every cultivator on Dao Xu Street knew: two killing gods had arrived, targeting only Dao Xu Guild members.

Because Ding Huan and Mo Changcan struck at the perfect moment.

The only Shenwang left on Dao Xu Street with full strength was Jin Zunshen—yet even he was slain by these two killing gods at the Enforcement Bureau's gate.

These two could kill Shenwang, and the Enforcement Bureau showed no intention of intervening.

Anyone who wasn't a fool would never dare stand up for the Dao Xu Guild.

Besides, these two's motive was clear: they left any building not affiliated with the Dao Xu Guild untouched.

Even if other buildings or factions had Shenwang hiding within, none would emerge to help.

Unless they were fools.

The destruction of the Dao Xu Guild's buildings benefited them, not harmed them.

And these two could kill Shenwang—who would dare provoke them?

Half a day later, when the other Shenwang of the Dao Xu Guild arrived upon hearing the news, Ding Huan and Mo Changcan had long since left Dao Xu Street.

……

Far from Dao Xu Street, atop a mountain peak, Ding Huan halted the Cosmic Cauldron.

Mo Changcan, Seeing Qu Yi, and Luo Huan'er stepped out of the Cosmic Cauldron.

They decided to divide the spoils here.

"Ding Huan, your cauldron is incredibly fast," Mo Changcan said enviously.

He had witnessed the Cosmic Cauldron's speed just now—it was inhumanly swift.

Ding Huan chuckled, stowed the Cosmic Cauldron, then pulled out a pile of rings and tossed them onto the ground: "This cauldron is my best possession—don't even think about it."

Mo Changcan had only spoken in passing—he'd seen plenty of fine items himself and owned many; he'd never covet Ding Huan's cauldron.

The Dao Xu Guild coveted his Divine Crystals—now their entire Dao Xu Street branch had been nearly wiped out by him and Ding Huan.

Seeing Ding Huan's pile of rings, he also pulled out a pile and placed them beside Ding Huan's.

In this raid on the Dao Xu Guild, they acquired two Shenwang's rings, five World God cultivators' rings, and thirty-six Shenjun cultivators' rings.

As for Tianshen rings, there was a whole heap.

They didn't even bother collecting the rings of Yu Shen realm cultivators.

(End of Chapter)