Chapter 1294: Jiang Canghai Tianjun Got Robbed

Amidst hundreds of thousands of Lei Bu Dao Soldiers and countless bolts of Lei Ting, a black-haired, eerie-looking youth performed blood-path secret arts, charging left and breaking right, single-handedly withstanding the battle formations of numerous Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, falling into a tremendous disadvantage.

Yet he did not die for the moment, and could still launch counterattacks from time to time, slaying several thousand cultivators.

A streak of blood-light flashed past, and several thousand Foundation Establishment and Jin Dan cultivators turned into a clump of dry corpses, plummeting to the earth.

The eerie youth commanded a blood-pool magic treasure; wherever the blood-light shone, large numbers of cultivators—including Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun—had their bodies slightly stiffen. Seizing the chance, he cut down another several thousand people.

His talent in battle was dazzling beyond compare; he could often carve a bloody path out of what seemed a Bi Si Zhi Jing, seeking life within death, causing the surrounding Canghai Tianjun to feel immense wariness.

"Not bad!"

"Worthy of being the strongest cultivator in a realm in over ten thousand years—you rank among the foremost even among ascended cultivators."

The old Daoist clicked his tongue in wonder.

This eerie youth was also a peak Soul Transformation cultivator like him, his strength a full tier below his own, which was already enough to move one, achieving such feats with the inferior inheritances of the Minor Thousand Worlds.

What was even more startling was that this person, with strength a full tier below his own, could forcibly withstand a battle formation not led by an inner-sect elder; his battle talent far surpassed that of the three of them.

"Hahaha!"

"The Minor Thousand Worlds also produce outstanding talents."

The burly man laughed: "It's just a pity these are all wolf-hearted, dog-lunged scoundrels. If allowed to advance to Refinement Void, they would often bring harm to a region. Otherwise, if sincerely absorbed, the sect's strength would surely rise another level."

"Swallowing the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain is not necessarily out of the question."

He felt some regret.

However, the two people around him merely scoffed.

Absorb?

Ascended cultivators start at peak Soul Transformation; if absorbed, one must grant them a Refinement Void opportunity—at the very least a Refinement Void Gong Fa—otherwise absorption is out of the question.

But what about after an ascended cultivator advances to Refinement Void?

What kind of terrifying scene would that be?

One must know that the sect's patriarch is also merely Refinement Void!

Ascended cultivators—unknown origins, unknown character—once allowed to advance to Refinement Void, the entire sect would be overturned; even annihilation is unknown, an extremely likely occurrence.

Not to mention, ascended cultivators are ultimately outsiders, and the sect's heavenly materials and earthly treasures are all limited—who would be willing to yield theirs?

The three chatted idly for a few sentences, and the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

The ascended blood-path cultivator was ultimately no match for the Lei Bu battle formation; his aura gradually waned. A look of despair began to appear on his face, yet he also seemed utterly unyielding, unwilling to suffer humiliation, and a certain even more terrifying aura began to emerge within his body.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a jade ruyi silently materialized and smashed onto the back of the ascended blood-path cultivator's head, caving it in forcibly.

Just as he was about to perform

a self-destruction secret art, the blood-path ascended cultivator's eyes rolled back, his divine soul muddled beyond endurance, and he fell headlong from the sky, captured by the Lei Bu Dao Soldiers.

The bloodstained jade ruyi slowly flew back into the old Daoist's hand.

"Senior Brother's Hunyuan Vajra Ruyi is still as terrifying as ever—silent, formless, intangible, yet carrying a force of a million jun, suppressing souls and shaking spirits…"

The burly man sighed in admiration.

"A mere minor technique, not worth mentioning."

The old Daoist smiled faintly and put away the jade ruyi: "This blood-path cultivator himself is material for a main-path general, and together with the many heavenly materials and earthly treasures from the minor realms, it's also a large sum. The two junior brothers may come with me to inspect; everything shall be collected and returned to the sect."

"One must know that although minor-realm cultivators are weak in strength, they are after all masters of a realm for ten thousand years—wealth cannot be underestimated…"

"Hahaha, Senior Brother speaks truly!"

With the great matter accomplished, the three completely relaxed.

From beginning to end, neither the three nor the hundreds of thousands of cultivators noticed that beside the immortal-boned, Daoist-aura old Daoist, a youth in blue silently watched on.

Ever since the three had come to Southern Chu Kingdom, this blue-clothed youth had always been right before them, quietly watching.

Watching the three of them chat idly, watching them surround and slay the blood-path ascended cultivator, watching them capture the ascended blood-path cultivator and discuss the sect's rewards in high spirits.

'Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect… is indeed brutal toward ascended cultivators—at the slightest provocation they refine them into puppet Dao Soldiers.'

'Even more like a demonic sect than Blood Lake Corpse Mountain.'

Jiang Ding thought silently.

He looked at the blood-robed ascended cultivator, and at the storage pouch at the blood-path ascended cultivator's waist stuffed with many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and his heart ached slightly.

Although this wealth was not much to one of the wealthiest few of a He Dao faction—merely a very small portion—his heart still ached greatly.

Money!

This is my money!

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect,"

"You dare to forcibly rob money from my pocket—this is the first time!"

"Back then in Tushan Xiancheng, I was only swindled once by that Jin Dan merchant raising his prices. I never provoked you for no reason, yet you dare to rob my money, my money." "Good, truly wonderful…"

Jiang Ding whispered inwardly.

This blood-path cultivator was naturally his handiwork—a flesh-and-blood puppet he had refined, which would self-detonate after a certain time, leaving no trace whatsoever.

He was unwilling to clash with Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect now.

An unfamiliar upper realm, circumstances unknown, intelligence unknown, and moreover no overwhelming power to suppress the world—he could find no reason whatsoever for him to act arrogantly.

And the flesh-and-blood puppet only resolved the question of the ascended cultivator's whereabouts; the issue of true-spirit qi positioning caused by the ascension baptism remained unresolved.

"Let me

see what this so-called Ascension Soul-Locking Diagram is?"

Jiang Ding reached out his hand and, as if reaching into his own pocket, plucked a jade-ring-shaped storage magic treasure from beneath the immortal-boned old cultivator's waist.

A wisp of Materialist Solar Sword Intent swept lightly, simulating the owner's divine sense, rummaging inside for a moment, and then took out a jade screen the size of a pond.

This was the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect's treasured artifact, the Ascension Soul-Locking Diagram!

"Break his four limbs, drive the Soul-Suppressing Nails into his soul..."

The old cultivator, with the bearing of an immortal and bones of the Dao, coldly issued the command. Hundreds of thousands of Thunder Department Dao Soldiers around him roared in agreement; the war formation's qi surged to the heavens, and billions of thunderbolts descended to suppress and surround that blood-robed cultivator.

For the events happening mere inches away, for his storage treasure ring being taken, for the barriers being broken, the old cultivator seemed blind and deaf. Even his sense of touch and sixth sense were utterly numb; all perception methods had lost their effect.

This scene was somewhat terrifying.

This was a sliver of the power of the Human Realm of the Six Realms Reincarnation Sword Art. It was also a massive breakthrough by the Great Sun Canghai Tianjun in concealment techniques. The Immortal Sects had made rapid progress in the technology of concealment techniques; consequently, the concealment abilities of sword cultivators investigated by the Immortal Sects had received many enhancements.

In years past, even the Nine Great Disciples of the Badaxian Sect, who mastered order, instantly fell into the Human Realm of the Six Realms Reincarnation Sword Art and could not find release. How much more so these cultivators?

"The Ascension Soul-Locking Map... a quasi-Nascent Void treasure."

"Not bad. After all, it is designed to lock onto Soul Transformation cultivators. Using too much material wouldn't be worth it. This is good news."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself, feeling reassured.

He was not skilled in artifact refinement.

However, he was the leader of many disciplines within the Immortal Sects and the director of the Immortal Sect Sword Dao Science Academy. He had always participated in the research and development of various Dao-Integration stage military formations, techniques, and materials for the Immortal Sects.

Although he relied on the Central Array Spirit Computer and the collaborative research of the Immortal Sects' massive scientific groups—where everyone contributed a little, rather than relying solely on personal ability.

Yet, this persistent work in Immortal Dao research brought him immense benefits, granting him knowledge and an Immortal Dao foundation far exceeding that of ordinary peak Nascent Void cultivators.

At this moment, truly touching such a quasi-Nascent Void spatial treasure, he quickly understood the principle of this artifact.

"By detecting spatial fluctuations through arrays distributed across all regions of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, once an anomaly named 'Ascension' appears, immediately lock onto this fluctuation, then record and locate it."

"So this spell structure for locking onto True Spirit Qi is like this..."

Jiang Ding revealed an expression of sudden realization.

After pondering for a moment, he extended his divine sense into the Ascension Soul-Locking Map, slightly altering the spell structure of the locking array spirit artifact, shifting it from his own body to the Blood Dao Ascension cultivator puppet.

"Let's test it."

Jiang Ding, amidst the hundreds of

ten thousand Thunder Department Dao Soldiers and the old cultivator engaged in fierce killing and shouting, began testing repeatedly.

Clearly, the surroundings were so lively, with the earth shaking and mountains trembling, space shattering, and Dao Soldiers dying continuously, yet here it was so quiet. All the residual waves of attacks coincidentally bypassed this spot.

No one looked in this direction; it was as if events were happening in another world.

In an extremely short time, Jiang Ding tested continuously one thousand seven hundred and twenty-seven times, fixed numerous problems, and finally set this offset alteration to self-dissolve thirty years later, leaving not a single trace and causing no damage whatsoever to the Ascension Soul-Locking Map.

"A mere minor technique, not worth mentioning."

At this moment, the old cultivator with the bearing of an immortal and bones of the Dao launched his sneak attack, successfully capturing the Blood Dao Ascension cultivator, and smiled slightly.

This was naturally no coincidence.

If Jiang Ding had not finished his tests, they would have continued fighting, perhaps even sustaining the slaughter for several years.

Furthermore, if not for considering the suspicion of cultivators outside, this battle time could be extended infinitely. They would fight until they died of old age, their fellow Daoists turning into a pile of dry bones, while they themselves remained unaware, still fighting and slaughtering, unable to feel the passage of time.

Until they were completely dead, soul and spirit both extinguished.

This is the Human Realm sword technique of the Six Realms Reincarnation.

"Fellow Daoists,"

"Take my money and leave properly..."

Jiang Ding looked deeply at these Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect cultivators once, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)