Chapter 261: Twenty years of grinding a sword to enter the sage and slay a martial saint, his eyes like water, his sword qi like fros

262. Chapter 259: After twenty years of honing his sword to become a sage and slay a martial saint, his eyes were like water and his sword qi like frost—then he fell asleep.

Boom——!!!

The terrifying explosion shockwave shook the entire city, countless falling raindrops bursting into black water powder.

The ground began to crack, the city collapsing endlessly!

The whole Ink City seemed unable to withstand this terrifying impact force, as if it were about to shatter into pieces.

Two mushroom clouds, each a hundred zhang tall, rose and slowly merged and intertwined, then a layer of scorching, destructive mushroom clouds poured down from both sides.

Yet upon the earth, a figure like a thunderclap came, swift as lightning tearing through.

As if splitting the entire city in two, dividing heaven and earth!

Against the incessantly surging ripple-like air waves!

That shattering-everything shockwave struck him, yet could not move him an inch, as if an invisible force directly pushed it aside!

Eight steps spanned, eight steps swift as thunder!

Li Che went all out, all his trump cards unleashed!

His bamboo hat exploded in the gale, but the ox-demon mask remained intact, flowing light flickering as if electric arcs jumped from his eyes, constantly crackling.

Ascend the tower!

Dragon Elephant!

Unite form!

Heavenly Gang!

At this moment, Li Che was like a fully ignited artillery shell, wreaking uttermost explosive power!

His martial will condensed to the extreme!

Li Che's martial cultivation was merely that of an Innate Grand Master in the Heaven-Man Unity realm.

But in terms of battle prowess, he was not inferior to any Supreme Grand Master.

Yet facing a Martial Saint, he still fell short, somewhat strained.

Even though he had cultivated several divine martial arts to great accomplishment, he still lacked!

But Li Che felt no fear!

His various trump cards burst forth; even a Martial Saint would have to shed a layer of skin!

Moreover, in his battle against Martial Saint Su Wenxi, Li Che believed… the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit would surely gain immense maturity and growth!

Even just for the Dao Fruit's maturity, it was enough to draw Li Che into an all-out fight with Su Wenxi.

What's more, Su Wenxi is the head of the Su clan…

That man, the Su clan head whom Li Che utterly despises!

Clenching his five fingers, the Profound Gold Eight Treasure Thunder Dragon Staff instantly fell into Li Che's hand; his burly frame kept rising, tuber-like muscles piling up, the thick tendons upon it throbbing and roaring!

The surging, roaring Innate True Gang surged from his meridians, entwining the Profound Gold Eight Treasure Thunder Dragon Staff!

In an instant, it trembled!

The Innate True Gang seemed to merge with the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Gang, raging forth!

Whoosh—!!!!

Li Che stepped down heavily!

In an instant!

Within the two mushroom clouds that had exploded and risen a hundred zhang, a void suddenly burst open, as if torn apart by endless force!

Su Wenxi's black hair flew wildly, his skin seeming to be scorched crimson by extreme heat, even revealing veins filled with congealed blood like beads!

Sizzle……

Much of his flesh and blood were blurred by burning, revealing a large expanse of charred black.

Even a Martial Saint's body suffered considerable injury at this moment!

"He's wounded……"

"I… actually… got wounded!"

Su Wenxi opened his mouth, inhaling and exhaling, exhaling a dragon-like gust.

The bombardment of these twin mushroom clouds was terrifyingly powerful; the harm he suffered came not from the explosion's heat energy or shockwave, but from the distortion of the field that inflicted an intense divine radiation strike on his primordial spirit!

It was a kind of strange radiation force, like the divine radiation within the Guiyi Miao compressed to the extreme and then exploded!

Terrifying!

Very terrifying!

This Underworld truly possesses myriad strange methods, not to be underestimated!

Bang——

Su Wenxi's body moved, and in an instant he shot forward like a thunderclap, rushing outward from the exploding mushroom clouds!

He needed to break out of the field that was disturbing his primordial spirit!

Su Wenxi's greatest weakness is not his flesh, not his martial arts, but his divinity!

His divine cultivation is only at the level of Divine Embryo Breathing Shedding Great True Person; this is his biggest flaw, and in this battle it is most likely to be magnified.

If it were merely a Martial Saint versus Martial Saint clash, Su Wenxi would not fear, unless both martial and divine aspects broke through, shedding the mundane divine fetus to become a true Martial Saint!

If it were a pure Martial Saint showdown, nobody's divine cultivation would surpass another's, so he naturally wouldn't worry.

But this time, facing the Underworld's siege, he faintly felt anxious!

This strange divine power's explosion……

Actually wounded him!

Boom——!!!

Divine particles raged wildly, divine activity unmatched, as if burning the void into nothingness, making one's primordial spirit almost unable to spread even a bit.

Even one's divine sense seemed about to be melted and severed!

Thus, at this moment, Su Wenxi's five senses and six consciousnesses were as if completely severed!

This feeling of unease made him recklessly tear open the center of the divine explosive energy and rush out!

Hum——!!!

Just as he burst out of the twin mushroom cloud explosion, in that instant.

Su Wenxi then felt a thunderclap roar and explode!

At this moment, he was at the lowest point of his state.

The mobilization of heavenly and earthly power countered the twin mushroom cloud explosion; the impact of qi and blood and force blasted open the Diamond Ape and You Liqing……

At this moment, it was a time when strength was exhausted and had not yet been reborn!

Although Martial Saint warriors possess endless strength, constantly giving rise to new strength, but…… they also need to cultivate it!

And at this moment……

An attack appeared!

Despicable!

Su Wenxi's heart jolted, rage surged, he was furious to the extreme, uncontrollable!

Various endless mechanisms and hidden weapons, numerous mechanism beasts, the indestructible You Liqing, and all kinds of long-range assassinations……

Now, they still want to ambush!

One cannot deny, the timing of this ambush……

Indeed, it was just right, as if everything had been calculated!

It made Su Wenxi involuntarily think of the God-Hunting Pavilion Star Host rank assassin's assassination!

That grasp of opportunity, control of timing……

Simply perfect to the extreme!

However……

Su Wenxi's eyes widened wildly, like two rolling suns!

He clearly saw that thunderbolt approaching in an instant!

He saw the thunder dissipate, a figure entwined with qi and blood, and…… that adorable ox mask!

"Netherworld……"

"Niu Mo——!!!"

The explosive roar burst forth, instantly echoing from Su Wenxi's mouth!

According to the investigation of Netherworld data, the earliest appearing Netherworld member!

Sinister and cunning, vicious and ruthless…… Niu Mo!

Li Che did not respond to him.

His gaze cold and ruthless, upon his burly body, scorching qi and blood surged like a torrent, raging like waves; on his bare skin, as if forged into black‑red by molten iron, with patterns like dragon and elephant spreading everywhere!

Like a mandala blooming in the depths of hell's netherworld!

Pressure——

A pressure like moving mountains and overturning seas!

It made Li Che's hairs stand on end, even though he had seized such a good opportunity, grasped a killing‑blow‑like chance!

Yet at this moment he felt a chill spreading from the crown of his head, enveloping and extending down his spine!

Martial Saint……

This is the Martial Saint!

In Li Che's chest, the Dao Fruit 【Dragon Elephant Golden Vigor】 throbbed; each beat made his inner blood explode like thunder!

That was the excitement of facing a strong enemy!

That was the anticipation of an imminent collision!

The improvement in horizontal training brought by the Dragon Elephant Golden Vigor Dao Fruit is immense, urging Li Che to not shy from hardship in challenging the strong.

Unfortunately, this Dao Fruit fell into the hands of such a cowardly and lecherous master as Li Che.

Without more than ninety percent certainty, Li Che will not act lightly!

It has always been this way.

This makes it hard for the Dao Fruit to attain satisfaction, ease, and release.

And today……

Li Che faced a Martial Saint head‑on; even despite countless calculations, he remained at a disadvantage, yet the Dao Fruit finally came alive with a 'hi'!

Being a hero, one should fight the strong with weakness!

"Seek death!"

Su Wenxi stood upright, his body covered in bloodstains, yet at this moment his bearing showed no trace of weakness!

Su Wenxi was furious to the extreme!

Niu Mo?!

Sensing the aura, just a mere Heaven‑Man Unity Innate Grand Master!

He also dares to ambush a Martial Saint?!

Utterly reckless!

Who gave you the gall……

Are you worthy?!

Su Wenxi's pores all over his body seemed to erupt with scorching heat waves, extremely overbearing, enough to freeze the air—the martial will came crashing down!

Heaven and earth seemed to be stirred, a pillar of qi sprang up from nowhere!

Su Wenxi's arm, burned and red all over the wound, suddenly rose; as his five fingers clenched, blood mist exploded from the wound.

"Divine Seed·Nine Heavens Mystic Eagle Sky-Splitting Fist!"

Cree—!!!

An ear-piercing, extremely sharp cry!

A punch actually produced a piercing sonic boom!

The Divine Seed revolved, as if a colossal Azure Hawk spread its wings and smashed down upon the Ox Demon charging with Dragon-Elephant aura!

The power of heaven and earth that only a Martial Saint can mobilize!

It smashed heavily onto Li Che's body.

It sought to freeze Li Che's movements.

Just as Su Wenxi had previously subdued You Liqing, he subdued the Ox Demon and then punched it to death!

Li Che gripped the Profound Gold Eight Treasures Thunder Dragon Staff with all five fingers!

At this moment, his mind was crystal clear!

Thunder-Magnetic Rail!

Hummm—

It seemed as if lightning arcs were darting, distorting the field around his body, instantly freeing Li Che from the restraint and influence of the heaven-and-earth power drawn by the Martial Saint!

The Thunder Dragon Staff in his hand coiled with Dragon-Elephant Heavenly Gang and Innate True Gang, trembling and vibrating!

In an instant, an incredibly terrifying Demonic Python coiled out from behind Li Che, accompanied by the Dragon-Elephant phantom, and slammed into the mighty, unparalleled Azure Hawk!

The Azure Hawk fought and killed the Dragon-Elephant and the Demonic Python!

The collision of the two!

It happened almost in an instant!

Boom—

Boom—

Wind-Cloud Explosion!

At the instant of their offensive clash, streams of airflow like raging dragons danced wildly across the surrounding ground.

Terrifying ripples kept spreading, like concentric circles of waves!

It kicked up wave after wave of shockwaves, even the shockwaves from the exploding twin mushroom clouds were shattered by the tremors!

Bang bang bang—

The ground, already reduced to ruins, was cracked and depressed by Su Wenxi's stomping explosion, fissures spreading everywhere.

Su Wenxi, counterattacking from a disadvantage, at this moment faced Li Che's ferocious strike!

Behind them, the twin mushroom clouds continued to birth and fade, while the intertwining airflow of their clash was also eye-catching!

Su Wenxi's whole body shuddered, his eyes involuntarily showing disbelief!

This is an Innate Grandmaster?!

What terrifying mighty strength!

He, a mighty Martial Saint, whose overbearing fist intent wielding heaven-and-earth power, was actually blocked!

With the power of an Innate Grandmaster, to block a Martial Saint's fist intent?!

This Ox Demon…

What a heaven-defying prodigy!

Powerful flesh, overbearing true gang, unmatched will!

Really…

A sight to behold!

Bang—!!!

Li Che's pupils beneath the Ox Demon mask sank slightly!

Still not enough?!

He, with firepower fully opened…

An all-out strike, displaying the perfected Divine Seed martial art with utmost strength…

Still can't kill this Martial Saint?

This is the Martial Saint!

Even if it is merely Su Wenxi's low point, it is also the peak strength Li Che can now match!

If so…

We can only use the killing move!

A flash of extreme sharpness flickered in Li Che's eyes!

The next moment.

With a stir of heart and mind…

Thick, rolling fog suddenly surged and roared from Mo City!

The entire city began to violently shake and sway, like the outbreak of the most terrifying earth rage!

Su Wenxi's black hair flew wildly, his body yielded to the gang wind, his brows furrowed!

He looked around, his eyes flashing with a strange hue.

This is…

Knowing they couldn't kill him, they were about to throw him out?!

Suddenly.

His complexion suddenly changed!

In a vague moment, the unease in his heart actually trembled to the extreme!

Boom——!!!

The surrounding black ink mist rolled, and an intense sinking feeling erupted instantly.

……

……

"Huang Jianjiu——!!!"

The roar exploded!

Three Supreme Grandmasters of the Su family jointly resisted Huang Jianjiu's sword, all sustaining heavy injuries and bleeding, flying outward.

Each had a waxen yellow complexion, ugly to the extreme.

Just a single sword nearly killed all three of them!

Too strong!

At this moment, Huang Jianjiu is powerful to the extreme!

Is Su Wuming strong?

The Qianyuan Divine Sect's true transmission ranks third; his cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Three Flowers, yet he was still cut down by Huang Jianjiu's sword!

And the entire Su family, blood flowed like rivers!

How many Su family descendants miserably died at Huang Jianjiu's hands.

Huang Jianjiu seems to know each Su family descendant extremely well; those who married, destroyed the guardian palace sand, and absorbed women's talent among the Su family descendants were all beheaded by a single sword!

The Su family, which has risen and fallen for three thousand years, has stirred up a bloody red tide!

This is an unprecedented great calamity befalling the Su family!

Huang Jianjiu neither entangled with the Su family's Grand True Person of Divine Origin nor opposed the Supreme Grandmasters; he simply picked out Su family members to strike with his sword.

One sword kills one person, blood flows like rivers!

Head after head smashed onto the ground, emitting dull thuds!

Accompanied by the hissing cheers from each sealed courtyard, it seemed to form a unique celebration!

Suddenly.

Huang Jianjiu's drinking motion paused, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

He suddenly looked toward a point in the void!

In his black eyes, the scarlet pupils shifted; the wisp of sword qi at his brow, almost burned out, instantly ignited into the most terrifying sword light!

"Here it comes!"

Huang Jianjiu brandished his sword, and a terrifying sword intent burst forth from him in an instant!

Like the ultimate splendid moonlight in the night curtain!

That Sword Immortal's sword seemed to undergo its final glorification, as if burning all of Huang Jianjiu's vitality!

At this moment.

Huang Jianjiu closed his eyes.

He hung his wine gourd at his waist.

Too many images flashed in his eyes.

"In youth, dull and slow in martial arts, later meeting Zhu Qing, obtaining his first sword, gripping it felt like grasping emotion……"

"After my sword talent awakened, practicing and observing swords, anything related to swords I could learn with a thought; my sword gradually showed its edge, but actually I only wanted to use my progress in swordsmanship to earn her a word of praise and admiration……"

A leisurely sigh echoed between the Su family manor.

Inside a courtyard.

Someone had long covered their face, weeping uncontrollably.

"When the beauty married, my heart died; I wholly devoted myself to the sword, entering the Lüxuan Sword Immortal Temple to practice and observe swords, finally inheriting the Sword Immortal's single sword……"

"I should have used this sword to comprehend the true essence of the sword Dao and become a Sword Saint!"

"But the entanglement in my heart held this sword back for twenty full years."

"Today I let it go."

"Thus, twenty years."

"Polish a sword."

"Sword Wine grinds the sword nine."

"This sword nine enters the Martial Saint!"

Huang Jianjiu obliquely gripped the Sword Immortal's sword in his hand; instantly, myriad flowing lights faded, as if washing away the dullness of a divine blade!

A tremor shook, sword intent surged to the nine heavens!

Instantly, the sword light split into nine.

The sword light shimmered, as if thousands upon thousands of pear trees blossomed!

Hummm——

At this moment, Huang Jianjiu's voice, like a tide, resonated throughout the entire Su family manor.

All cultivators of the Su family watched, heavy-hearted.

The hoarse cheers seemed to have subsided, leaving only a low weeping voice, faint yet strained to exhaustion.

Even the heavenly earth chessboard seemed unable to shield this voice.

The sound rose like a tide, carrying the sword light that surged into the clouds with the wind, rolling like waves, echoing throughout the entire Primordial Origin Dao City!

【Yuliankou Ha Zhenpo Shengjiang Guiyi Miao】

The temple stood still, moonlight shadows swaying.

Gauze-like moonlight shone, splashing onto the black tiles.

On the tower's tip.

A man in ancient, simple Confucian robes, with a beautiful beard and long moustache, closed the book in his hands and let out a soft sigh.

That rumbling, rolling sound, carrying the bursting sword light that passed through, echoed and reached his ears.

"Twenty years of tumultuous feeling, polishing a sword to enter the Martial Saint..."

"A fleeting brilliance, fireflies covering the bright moon."

"What a pity..."

The grand elder of the Primordial Origin Divine Sect, Fang Hanshu, his Confucian robes fluttering, a hint of regret welled up in his eyes.

Below.

The grand elder of the Su family, Su Leibao, gripped the dragon-headed cane; the ground beneath him cracked like a spiderweb, his entire aura compressed into a tiny space, unable to move!

【Liuyu Zhuxie Lvxuan Jianxian Guiyi Miao】

The overseer of the Temple Guardians, Si Fengzhi, stood before the temple, feeling a sharp wind carried on the air, sensing a sword intent that seemed to resonate from afar with the Sword Immortal Guiyi Miao.

Fengzhi shook his head: "Such a sword Dao genius, what a pity..."

"To obtain the inheritance of Sword Immortal Lvxuan is not bad for a little guy."

"His future ceiling is not just this; his sword... even in the future there is a chance to open the heavenly gate with his sword."

Fengzhi sighed deeply.

But twenty years of polishing a sword has worn away too much.

Now, everything has settled to dust.

This sword, its ultimate brilliance dazzling.

But it is nothing more than a fleeting blossom.

Yuwen Wenlong at the side also felt a slight numbness on his scalp, as if within this sword he sensed a sharpness that cuts vitality.

If this sword came straight at him, even if he could block it, he would likely suffer grave injury!

What a formidable sword!

"Huang Jianjiu...... actually able to cut out such a sword?!"

Primordial Origin Divine Sect.

Outer Sect, Disciple City.

Elder's Courtyard.

Jiao Shaoxiu was in the courtyard guiding the children in their cultivation.

Several children were cultivating diligently under the moonlight when the news came that the Sect Lord would leave seclusion, and the final assessment to recruit the last personally transmitted disciple would be held around Qingming.

All disciples under ten in the sect became extremely diligent, striving hard, hoping to make a last‑minute push, to seize that seemingly slim hope of becoming the Sect Lord's disciple.

"If one could truly become the Sect Lord's personally transmitted disciple, they would never need to worry about cultivation resources for the rest of their life; the entire Primordial Origin Divine Sect's resources would tilt toward them, and rumor has it… there is even a chance to participate in the Peach Blossom Victory Assembly hosted by the current empress herself in Shendu!"

"This assembly is not merely a gathering; it has rankings, and to gain fame there means to gain fame throughout the world."

"Which youth does not harbor the ambition to fame across the world?"

Jiao Shaoxiu was guiding the children in their cultivation; as an outer sect grand elder, he had mentored many promising seedlings, and many of his disciples had made him proud.

Suddenly.

Jiao Shaoxiu felt a thread of sword qi shooting up to the heavens, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The words he was speaking suddenly stalled.

In the courtyard, many youths practicing swords felt their blades trembling nonstop, and cries of alarm rang out incessantly.

Jiao Shaoxiu trembled all over, abruptly turned, and looked toward the source of the sword light shooting up to the heavens.

That sword light was too brilliant, as if a sword immortal had descended from heaven, tearing apart even the moonlight.

It also seemed as if it wanted to compete with the heavens themselves!

This sword, united with heaven and earth, could be called a Sword Saint's strike!

This sword……

"Sword Nine……"

Jiao Shaoxiu's lips trembled.

This is Huang Jianjiu's strongest sword, named 【Sword Nine】.

It is the inheritance Huang Jianjiu obtained from the Sword Immortal Guiyi Miao; at first, Huang Jianjiu ran back excitedly and told him this good news.

To Jiao Shaoxiu, Huang Jianjiu rarely kept secrets.

Everyone thought Huang Jianjiu had fallen, but Jiao Shaoxiu understood that Huang Jianjiu… was nurturing a sword, nurturing a killer's blade.

Now……

That killer's sword has been drawn.

Only this Sword Nine move can be called Sword Wine.

The old man suddenly grew extremely feeble, hunched, he stepped back two paces, legs shaking, he sat beneath the eaves, and sighing, he patted the laid wooden floor.

"Child..."

"My child..."

…

…

Boom—!!!

Huang Jianjiu lifted his head, his sword intent sharp.

His black hair flew up, his whole body straight as a sword, bathed in moonlight, as if treading moonlight, like a sword immortal.

The Heaven-Earth Chessboard continually rotated above his head.

A phantom ink-colored city suddenly appeared!

The city trembled violently.

Soon, the city's tightly shut gates burst open with a boom!

A terrifying pressure, like collapsing mountains, fell upon heaven and earth!

The instant burst of power and aura, as if this heaven and earth were collapsing together!

Destroying the dry and breaking the rotten, mountains collapse and earth splits!

The entire Su Family Manor, all Divine Origin cultivators and Grand Masters, felt the Heavenly River dam break, and the Heavenly River's waters flood down in torrents!

Next, everyone saw endless ink spreading across the heavenly dome, blooming like a massive vortex swirling!

Even the night was obscured!

In the next moment, all Su Family members' pupils contracted, their hairs stood on end, they stood dumbfounded like wooden chickens!

But then—

From within that black vortex, a figure tumbled out, covered in disarray, burn marks everywhere, and numerous ferocious wounds!

Drop after drop of blood, like precious pearls, poured down in torrents!

Scorching hot!

And a terrifying aura merging with heaven and earth spread across the sky and land, its appearance bringing a fearsome, mountain‑shaking, sea‑roaring might!

Martial Saint—!!!

"It's the family head!"

A Su Family Grand Master sucked in a breath.

The Su Family head… Su Wenxi!

He has just become a Martial Saint!

At this moment, he is in such a sorry state, looking on the verge of death!

"Ox Demon—!!!

Su Wenxi was spat out from Ink City, his angry roar erupting from his throat in rolling bursts!

He clenched his fingers, as if thunder roared, volcanoes erupted, terrifying qi tore open the heavens, coiling around him!

Ox Demon?

The one who injured Su Wenxi like this…

Is it the Underworld Ox Demon?

Everyone was stunned.

But someone's expression remained unchanged!

It seemed that at the instant I saw Ink City tremble, I thought of the Ox Demon's thoughts.

A dazzling sword light shot up from the ground instantly, and in an instant, the earth veiled by ink‑colored mist became bright!

The sword light pierced the heavens, all sounds fell silent!

Heaven, earth, time and space seemed to freeze at that moment!

That's because this sword's speed is too fast!

Su Wenxi had just been spat out from Ink City, his mind swaying, not yet accustomed to the dazed feeling of shifting between two worlds, when his scalp went numb!

Su Wenxi had just been spat out from Ink City, his mind swaying, not yet accustomed to the dazed feeling of shuttling between two realms, when his scalp went numb!

One…

An incomparably terrifying, extremely pure sword intent!

Without divinity…

Only the sword!

The Sword Saint's sword!

Su Wenxi lowered his gaze and saw nine sword lights rising, like a night‑blooming cereus appearing, swirling without cease, the sword light like wind, like water, like fire, like the vast sea, like stars and moon, like the bright sun!

Su Wenxi lowered his head and saw nine sword lights rising, like the fleeting bloom of a night-blooming cereus, swirling without cease, the sword light like wind, like water, like fire, like the vast sea, like sun and moon, like the bright sun!

Sword Nine!

Absolute Kill!

Su Wenxi's hairs stood on end, finally feeling a bone‑piercing, heart‑penetrating mortal danger!

Su Wenxi's hairs stood on end, finally feeling a bone-piercing, heart-piercing death threat!

No!

Su Wenxi suddenly lifted his head and saw, from within Ink City, a figure leap out, a blade light of extreme splendor!

Su Wenxi suddenly lifted their head, and instantly saw within Ink City a figure leaping out, an extremely gorgeous blade light!

Covering the sky and earth!

Li Che's eyes flashed like lightning, beneath the ox demon mask, wantonly arrogant!

At the moment of charging out of Ink City!

The three-pronged, two-edged blade in his left hand was instantly stimulated by the power of the Dragon-Elephant Golden Vajra Dao Fruit!

In an instant——

The blade's hum rang out, the clanging sound continuously exploding!

Thousand Mountains Lone Walker Divine Blade!

Five fingers clenched, like a divine sword piercing five voids, grasping the Eight Treasure Mystic Gold Thunder Dragon Staff!

He ruthlessly swept down!

The long staff seemed, at this moment, to have added three prongs and two edges!

A tremor!

The blade light was extremely splendid; within his left arm, it seemed that an extremely gorgeous terrifying blade light burst forth, majestically, covering the sky and earth!

The clear blade hum, like a thunderclap from behind the clouds, had a thunder dragon raise its head, roaring the world!

Slash——!!!

At this moment, the blade light was also splendid!

Sword Nine from below upward!

Thousand Mountains Lone Walker Blade, from above downward!

Up and down……

All are fatal strikes!

Su Wenxi's eyes nearly burst, his arms flung wide, yet at this moment his spirit violently trembled, the taste of death spreading throughout his body, covering his entire form!

Cannot dodge……

Cannot block.

Going to die!

With a roar, Su Wenxi clenched his fists, eyes nearly bursting, killing intent surging, he charged at the ox demon descending from above!

His will to kill the ox demon surpassed Huang Jiujiu!

"Let's perish together!"

Su Wenxi was overbearing and unmatched; even at this moment, he also wanted to exchange one for one!

Huang Jiujiu's sword momentum at this moment had already reached the realm of Sword Saint; this sword……

Even if he faced it at his peak, it would be extremely troublesome, likely causing severe injury!

At this moment, he, tormented by the netherworld's myriad fiends until his aura weakened, how could he block?

Moreover, after Huang Jiujiu's sword…… death is certain!

Su Wenxi naturally chose to exchange for the ox demon!

One for two, he, Su Wenxi!

Worth it!

Boom——!!!

A terrifying and splendid punch, like a mysterious eagle suddenly spreading its wings in midair!

Facing the blade light that covers sky and earth, he launched a counterstrike punch!

Trade lives?

At the instant the blade light slashed down.

Li Che then clenched the Flying Thunder chess pieces with his five fingers, achieving translocation……

He vanished into thin air within Su Wenxi's eyes……

Only countless blade lights remained to collide with it!

Boom——!!!!

The fist intent and blade light collided without cease, but finally……

Nine sword lights instantly pierced Su Wenxi's body, dragging along torrents of blood!

Dragging along a mighty martial sage, his vast and fervent essence!

Like a blazing fire burning in the high heavens, the blood splashing down resembled countless sparks of a prairie fire!

Li Che, with five fingers clutching the Flying Thunder chess pieces, appeared beside Huang Jiujiu.

He left the Flying Thunder chess pieces beside Huang Jiujiu, just in time to translocate and dodge Su Wenxi's desperate all-out effort.

Trade lives?

Li Che never risks his life.

He has a family, a daughter, a wife……

How could he possibly risk his life?

He, Li Che, cherishes his life the most.

Su Wenxi's body lay across the air, blood continually drifting and dripping down, he clenched his fists and stood firm, eyes wide and round.

One punch shattered countless blade lights……

Looking back, he saw the ox demon standing beside Huang Jiujiu, stalwart like a towering mountain.

"Despicable……"

Su Wenxi puffed and coughed a large mouthful of blood.

Huang Jiujiu's Sword Nine severed all his vitality, even piercing his primordial spirit and divine sense.

His life……

It broke.

Su Wenxi swayed in midair, somewhat tragic; he had devoured so many women's talents to reach his present height, only then breaking into the Martial Saint realm……

He would actually die in this way.

He, Su Wenxi……

Unacceptable!

Pfft-pfft-pfft-pfft——

Amid countless shocked and fervent gazes.

Shattered into nine segments, falling from the air with crackling sounds……

Niu Mo was quick-eyed and quick-handed; with a flick of his five fingers, he plucked a Heaven-and-Earth Jade from a corpse segment, as casually as picking a wildflower by the roadside.

Bang-bang-bang-bang——

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The scalding blood corroded the ground into a large pit.

Huang Jianjiu held a sword at an angle.

That blazing white sword qi at his brow……

Only a wisp of incense smoke lingered, diffusing.

Hiss-hiss-hiss-hiss-hiss-hiss——

On Huang Jianjiu's body, the rich death qi and corpse qi began to backlash, gradually devouring his vitality.

"I'm going to die."

Huang Jianjiu stood amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, exhaling a breath.

He looked at Niu Mo, feeling somewhat sentimental, wanting to console him.

Then he saw Niu Mo ignore his words, stride straight to the corpse of Martial Saint Su Wenxi, his fingers twitching as he collected the corpse.

Then Niu Mo glanced at him.

"Want me to help you collect it?"

Huang Jianjiu: "……"

A cold-hearted, ruthless guy.

He shook his head.

He couldn't be bothered to deal with Niu Mo.

He glanced back at the tightly closed courtyard behind him.

He gave a light smile, took off the wine gourd stained with sword marks hanging at his waist, glug-glug……

After two gulps of wine, he actually could no longer taste any wine.

A demigod corpse—still a corpse……

His sense of taste had long been severed.

He drank while staggering across the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, heading outward from the Su Clan manor.

The Su Clan's Grand Master…… no one dared to stop him.

After all.

The image of Huang Jianjiu slaying a Martial Saint with a single sword strike was truly too shocking.

Li Che glanced at Huang Jianjiu's swaying figure.

He shook his head.

He tapped his toe, his body merging into the darkness.

The Heaven and Earth Chessboard dissipated, cold moonlight pouring down.

Within Primordial Origin Dao City……

One after another, powerful divine senses swept over.

Then……

A sound of drawing in cold air was emitted!

And within everyone's perception.

Huang Jianjiu bathed in moonlight, drinking and swaying unsteadily.

Moonlight slanted down, casting a long, thin shadow on the wide main bluestone road of Primordial Origin Dao City.

His walk seemed slow.

But actually it was fast.

He mobilized the last trace of power from the burning sword qi incense stick.

He arrived at the Drunken Goose Pavilion.

He went back upstairs.

He saw the female boss still slumped over the table, drunk and snoring loudly.

He threw his sword onto the ground.

He pulled a chair and sat beside her.

Huang Jianjiu lightly lifted the corner of his mouth, tilted his head, rested his elbow on the table, and gently bent his palm to touch his chin.

He reached out and gently placed his hand on the female boss's head, which was clutching a floral cloth.

The female boss, snoring loudly while slumped, shuddered……

In the scarlet eyes.

The gleam in the eyes was like water.

The sword qi was like frost.

Slowly closed.

The clear, cold moonlight shone down, illuminating both of them.

As if they were just asleep.

This plot segment is finally finished; the response from everyone was lukewarm, possibly because I wrote half of it yesterday while feeling unwell, so the continuation is not in good shape. I'm used to sitting down and writing a chapter in one go for six or seven hours. Alright, on days without recommendations, everyone keep reading to keep it going! Asking for monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, and continued reads—Lao Li thanks!