Chapter 584: Exterminating the Yin Son of Heaven

When two hundred-foot-tall giants clash, the commotion is, to say the least, immense.

Li Yi's fist force is terrifying, possessing the power to pierce through mountains and rivers. Moreover, accompanied by the eruption of Dragon-Tiger Divine Power, the Shenzong Emperor has absolutely no way to resist. Every strike shatters his body, splashing out vast amounts of incense aura. Yet, the Shenzong Emperor dares not stop the confrontation; otherwise, he will die a miserable death.

Therefore, knowing full well he is at a disadvantage, the Shenzong Emperor still condenses his incense divine body time and again, roaring as he throws punches in counterattack.

Yet, what this brings him is being blasted apart time after time.

Furthermore, every heavy injury is not without a price. Although the incense can be re-condensed, his soul power is constantly being consumed. Thus, after each re-condensation of his body, Shenzong becomes even weaker than before.

"Shenzong, you are no match for me. Go on your way in peace." Li Yi suddenly shouts, his voice like a thunderclap. At this moment, he clenches his fist and kills again, his fist intent erupting like a glaring Vajra carrying wind and thunder, holding the Dragon and Tiger, as he strikes and kills.

The Shenzong Emperor's mind is shaken, leaving him full of openings, and his head is pierced through by a single punch.

There is no so-called flesh and blood flying everywhere, only incense scattering in all directions. However, at the same time, a portion of his soul power is obliterated by this punch. He still screams in pain, his massive body even beginning to shrink significantly. The incense power cannot condense over his entire body and begins to fall off in large chunks.

It is like a cracked idol in a temple, long neglected and weathering away.

But Li Yi knows how difficult this Yin Son of Heaven is to kill. Even if his body is constantly blasted apart, he can still recover. This is thanks to the power of belief accumulated over countless years. No matter how many times this emperor falls, as long as the myriad people still believe in the Zhao Dynasty, he can recover rapidly.

And the only thing Li Yi can do is to wear him down, letting his soul power decay to the point where he cannot even condense the incense aura.

Punch after punch is thrown out.

Every strike possesses the great power to shake the earth and destroy mountains and rivers.

The Shenzong Emperor is ultimately thoroughly defeated. He is now powerless to resist, his body constantly disintegrating, his strength growing increasingly weak, and his hundred-foot-tall body has been forcibly hammered down by twenty feet.

"True Person Taiyi, you cannot kill Us."

Although the Shenzong Emperor is no match, he remains stubborn, roaring: "After today, you will be hunted by the whole world. You have nowhere to escape."

As long as his situation is spread, then in a few days, the other Yin Sons of Heaven of the Zhao Dynasty will surely unite, summon the incense gods of the world again, and launch a second crusade against this True Person Taiyi.

At that time, he does not believe this True Person Taiyi will still be able to survive.

Li Yi does not speak, only waving his fists with a cold face, continuing to blast open his incense body, simultaneously obliterating his soul power while crushing him.

It must be said that this Shenzong Emperor's vitality is indeed tenacious. His soul has been nourished by incense power for too long; it can no longer be called a soul, but should already be a Primordial Spirit, just like the Primordial Spirit that only cultivators at the Soul Transformation Realm possess, which can survive in the world even after leaving the body.

Yet, even a Primordial Spirit is useless. He does not understand true cultivation and has no way to fully utilize the incense belief; otherwise, how could he be hammered into retreat step by step by Li Yi?

The earth-shaking fist force lasts for nearly half an hour.

The Shenzong Emperor's body is now less than fifty feet in size; standing before Li Yi at this moment, he is like a child.

Moreover, his state is extremely dire. His body is incomplete, the incense has thoroughly dissipated, the speed of repair has slowed down significantly, and his Primordial Spirit power is almost worn out. Once that threshold is reached, he will become the first Yin Son of Heaven in history to fall at the hands of a cultivator.

In the past, the fall of a Yin Son of Heaven only occurred during the change of dynasties. Now that the imperial court is still in a prosperous age and the incense is so flourishing, no one would believe that the Yin Son of Heaven would fall to such an end today.

The Shenzong Emperor clearly also anticipates his own fate. Regardless of how the future turns out, he fears he will be unable to escape this calamity today.

"Abominable." He roars in unwillingness. At this moment, he has no other thoughts, only wanting to escape this place quickly.

If he does not leave now, he truly will not be able to leave.

Thinking of this, the Shenzong Emperor's nearly fifty-foot-tall body no longer holds on, suddenly disintegrating and turning into a massive plume of green smoke that drifts away. Subsequently, this green smoke turns into hundreds of rays of light that spread in all directions. This is a move that all incense gods of the world know; as long as one divine thought escapes, they can re-condense the incense and recover their body.

Although they will not return to their peak, it is better than losing their life.

"Taiyi, he is no match for you. If he wants to escape, I will help you strike to leave this person behind, to prevent future trouble." At this moment, Xiang Xiangzi, who is watching the battle from the side, seeing this scene, can no longer hold back.

With her here, how could she allow an enemy to slip away from under her nose?

Although Xiang Xiangzi's current body is transformed from a seven-colored stone, making it inconvenient to control and unable to perform exquisite Daoist arts, it does not mean she has no way to strike. Moreover, with the blessing of incense power, she is not necessarily much worse than she was at her peak.

"Subduing the Dragon and Taming the Tiger."

Xiang Xiangzi makes no extra movements, forcibly channeling her Daoist arts to gather in her palm, then striking through the air.

This strike truly displays the Dragon-Tiger divine might to the fullest. Throughout the entire world, deafening sounds of dragon roars and tiger howls echo. This sound possesses immense power; just by appearing, it causes the entire region to suffer the bombardment of an indescribable force. This force is invisible, yet it shrouds all directions, not letting go of a single inch of space.

And accompanied by this attack, every ray of the scattering light shatters inch by inch in mid-air, finally turning into specks of radiance that dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Ah!"

The dissipation of every ray of light is accompanied by faint screams echoing.

That is the Shenzong Emperor's Primordial Spirit wailing.

His Primordial Spirit turned from a whole into parts, attempting to escape. It seemed beautiful, but in reality, it committed a major taboo, because in doing so, he had absolutely no way to resist any attack. A single casual strike would destroy his divine thoughts. Although the quantity seemed large, once the enemy mastered large-scale spells, he would be out of luck.

Clearly, this move of turning from a whole into parts does not work against Xiang Xiangzi.

In a brief moment.

Countless rays of light dissipate.

This Shenzong Emperor soon thoroughly vanishes between heaven and earth, not a single divine thought managing to escape.

Losing the divine thoughts as an attachment, the incense belief power covering the sky begins to disintegrate, countless plumes of green smoke shrouding the firmament, like dragons scattering in all directions.

Li Yi, transformed into a hundred-foot giant, at this moment peers in all directions with his eyes, observing whether there is any residue nearby.

"Taiyi, rest assured, with me, this Immortal Maiden, striking, it is absolutely impossible to let a single divine thought escape. That Shenzong Emperor is already dead; it is absolutely impossible for him to rise from the ashes." Xiang Xiangzi says very confidently.

"With those words from the Immortal Maiden, I am relieved." Li Yi, hearing this, soon retracts his gaze.

The discernment of a Three-Flower Realm expert is still worth trusting.

Immediately, he again channels the Art of Size Manipulation, and that hundred-foot-tall massive body rapidly shrinks back down.

This is also his first time using such a spell this way; now it seems the effect is not bad.

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"One Yin Son of Heaven is dead. There might be some trouble later on. You should be mentally prepared."

Xiang Xiangzi says: "Additionally, the incense power cannot disintegrate time and again; otherwise, my Primordial Spirit will constantly fall into slumber. At that time, I fear it will be difficult to nurture this body."

"Well said. I also cannot stand being deprived of the position of Imperial Preceptor by the Yin Son of Heaven at every turn. Although it doesn't cause much impact to us, it will interfere with our own cultivation." Li Yi says with a cold gaze: "Since that is the case, let's take this opportunity to go all the way, ferret out all the other Yin Sons of Heaven, kill them, and thoroughly end this matter."

"Not bad, it should be so." Xiang Xiangzi smiles and nods, saying she also cannot tolerate a few Yin Sons of Heaven causing trouble behind the scenes.

"Taking advantage of the fact that the news of this Yin Son of Heaven's death has not spread, we should act immediately." Li Yi says.

Xiang Xiangzi is very much in agreement.

Either don't do it, or do it thoroughly.

Since this start has already been made, these enemies cannot be left behind.

Otherwise, if these Yin Sons of Heaven gather together, they will truly become a major threat. Only by defeating them one by one now can we solve it once and for all; otherwise, how can we peacefully collect incense in this world in the future?

"However, the locations of the Yin Sons of Heaven still need to be inquired from the Golden Pupil Guards to be known. I believe my father should have made preparations in this regard." Li Yi says.

Subsequently, golden auspicious clouds grow under his feet, and he carries Xiang Xiangzi toward the place where the Embroidered Uniform Guards and Golden Pupil Guards are gathering.

Because of the battle's aftermath, they have already retreated a hundred miles outside the Anshan region and are currently gathering in an inconspicuous small town.

After Li Yi arrives, he immediately shouts: "Where are the Golden Pupil Guards?"

"Subordinates are here."

Hearing this voice, the Golden Pupil Guards in the small town gather from different directions one after another. Looking at Li Yi on the golden auspicious clouds, awe appears in their eyes.

After all, they witnessed with their own eyes a Mount Anshan being destroyed in a great battle.

Such strength truly makes it impossible for anyone to harbor any disloyal thoughts.

Li Yi waves his hand casually, and auspicious clouds also rise under the feet of these twenty Golden Pupil Guards, lifting them into mid-air. He speaks directly: "The Shenzong Emperor has already been executed by me. This Daoist now wants to know where the other Yin Sons of Heaven are located?"

The Shenzong Emperor is dead?

The Golden Pupil Guards feel a chill in their hearts, becoming somewhat shocked.

They did not expect True Person Taiyi to be able to even exterminate a Yin Son of Heaven.

"Re, reporting to the True Person, the locations of the remaining Yin Sons of Heaven are all recorded on this map." After a brief shock, Golden Pupil Guard Wang Ning hurriedly takes out an atlas from her bosom. This was entrusted to her for safekeeping by the Shenwu Emperor earlier.

"Very good."

Li Yi takes it casually and flips through it, seeing that the map marks the locations of the imperial mausoleums where each Yin Son of Heaven is buried.

It is just that some Yin Sons of Heaven are entrenched in the imperial mausoleums, some are in prosperous towns, and others are living in seclusion overseas, their whereabouts unknown.

Not all Yin Sons of Heaven can be found.

But most of them have records.

That is enough.

By exterminating most of the Yin Sons of Heaven, I believe that even if there are a few fish that slipped through the net, they will not be able to amount to anything.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 585 =====