Chapter 1329: Hundreds of Millions of Flesh-and-Blood Arms Turned to Ash

Blood Lake Old Ancestor's face sank like water.

A youth in blue had waited at his sect's gate for thirty years; judging by the time, he had been waiting since the moment the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong envoy left the Thunder Flame Domain.

He himself believed himself invincible within the Thunder Flame Domain, and was plotting to annihilate the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect and unify the entire domain.

He never expected that someone would still dare to set an ambush near his sect.

"Hahahaha!"

"Greetings, Daoist friend."

Blood Lake Old Ancestor suddenly laughed: "I wonder where this Daoist friend has come from, and why I have not heard of anyone breaking through the boundary to enter in the past several thousand years — truly incomprehensible."

"Or perhaps, which old friend has obtained a great opportunity, with their cultivation greatly advanced?"

He guessed.

As he spoke, countless divine senses carrying cold killing intent swept in all directions, crudely trying to break through the hazy world around him and make contact with the sect so close at hand, to rouse the sect's hundreds of millions of disciples and have the sect-protecting grand formation surround and kill this beast.

Regardless of one's own strength, regardless of the enemy's, going all out and using everything that can be used — this is the battle of a law cultivator.

Unfortunately, nothing was gained.

Within that hazy world, scenes of mortal beings being born, aging, sickening, and dying, of strange and bizarre mechanism flying ships, of giant puppets shuttling through the starry skies, arose and perished, repeating endlessly without limit.

No matter how a divine sense at the peak of Refining Void scanned or struck, it could not pierce through; instead, it sank deeper and deeper, dizzy and muddled.

It was like walking into an infinitely looping world, forever without end.

This made Blood Lake Old Ancestor's heart grow solemn.

The opponent, daring to set an ambush before his sect, was clearly not mad — he seemed to possess a fierce confidence.

"Old friend."

"This sovereign is indeed an old friend… more than four thousand years have already passed."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly.

"However, Daoist Blood Lake, this sovereign today has not come for personal grudges — purely for the justice and the righteous Dao between realms, to subdue demons and vanquish fiends.

Once I beat you to death, who knows how many innocent beings will be able to avenge their great grievances."

"I now have only one thing to say: you old fiend, your karma has come due!"

Clang!

He drew his sword.

A round of brilliant, resplendent sun rose into the air — clearly tearing apart space, shattering the rules — yet utterly silent; every sound was swallowed by the hazy mortal world around it, still and soundless.

Only that golden sun's radiance illuminated the heavens and earth in all four directions.

Hundreds of millions of rays of light, like hundreds of millions of micron-grade pure-gold flying swords, carrying the will of destruction, law-breaking, law-prohibition, distortion, primordial magnetism, and the Sword Dao, pierced through everything, shredding the bloody Dao rule domain — in which countless bones and corpses drifted — surrounding Blood Lake Old Ancestor into utter ruin.

The rule domain upon which law cultivators relied to mobilize the world's spiritual energy

was instantly riddled with holes, his strength plummeting by a large margin.

This result was no different from that suffered by the True Venerable of the Mire at the early Refining Void stage.

The rule domain of early Refining Void and that of peak Refining Void differ greatly in strength, yet beneath that light of law-breaking and law-destroying destruction, beneath the order of the Dao-tier, they seemed to become one and the same thing.

"You are a sword cultivator!"

"What rule is this?"

His rule world domain shattered upon contact; Blood Lake Old Ancestor's hair stood on end, utterly horrified, as if some long-held common sense had been broken, his heart-lake rippling for an instant.

Yet no matter what he thought, that sun of destruction truly descended — a terrifying scorching heat sufficient to easily melt a Refining Void law-body and divine soul.

"This old man is one who will surely achieve Dao Merging in the future!"

"What wild, uncouth cultivator are you, thinking to kill this old man? You're not qualified!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Blood Lake Old Ancestor suddenly erupted in fury.

His face instantly turned crimson as blood; he exploded with his full magic power and divine sense, and spat out a small blood-jade mountain wrapped in countless streams of fresh blood.

This blood-jade mountain swelled with the wind, instantly expanding to several thousand kilometers in size, revealing many terrifying, suffocating details.

This mountain was piled up from countless white bones and flesh and blood; among them, tens of millions of living beings were still not dead, wailing, weeping, cursing in rage, their venomous curses unceasing — every kind of resentment forming countless maddening bloody Dao curses.

A single glance was enough to make a Refining Void early-stage cultivator's divine soul sting unbearably, let alone stand against it.

Screech!

The instant this blood-jade mountain expanded, sharp, piercing howls burst from the mouths of those tens of millions of not-yet-dead beings, transforming into streaks of piercing curse-blood clouds that traveled along the bloody Dao rules, arriving in an instant and entering the enemy's divine soul — just colliding with the golden sun's radiance.

Sizzle…

Sizzle sizzle…

When the curse-blood clouds came into contact with the sun's radiance imbued with law-breaking, law-prohibition, and destruction, they immediately let out wails and anguished screams, wisps of green smoke rising straight up.

The blood clouds vanished as swiftly as snow beneath sunlight, utterly unable to contend; an entire stretch of curse-blood clouds sufficient to curse-kill an entire nation flew in, and the blood clouds melted like ice and snow, the bloody Dao curses within utterly destroyed.

The curse-blood clouds came again and again, yet swiftly dissipated each time.

However, although they could not match it, under the ceaseless surging of curse-blood clouds, those hundreds of millions of destructive sun rays were finally temporarily blocked, no longer able to tear apart the bloody Dao rule world domain spanning tens of thousands of kilometers; the ability to mobilize the world's spiritual energy — so vital to law cultivators — was preserved.

Countless surges of the world's spiritual energy came like a tsunami, swallowed and exhaled by the flesh-and-blood mountain, which bloomed with countless beams of blood-light.

Within that viscous blood-light, countless half-dead, half-living beings howled with venomous resentment, cursing Blood Lake Old Ancestor, yet their

bodies moved involuntarily in accordance with Blood Lake Old Ancestor's will.

They stretched out their hands — one after another, pallid, mud-caked arms reached out, like clusters of pallid mushrooms, extending boundlessly to the size of towering forests, clawing toward the sun in the sky.

One after another, infinitely extending arms blotted out the sky and sun, grasping at the falling sun!

At this moment, the sun fell!

The moment the sun touched those pallid forests of flesh-and-blood arms, countless arms instantly became charred coal, then turned into countless clouds of white ash that vanished, destroying all things and all beings.

Yet those pallid forests of arms were destroyed and regrew, regrew and were destroyed, nearly endless, undying and inextinguishable — clusters of arms turned to white ash, and even more arms grew forth.

Under this wave-upon-wave of obstruction, the sun's speed was forced to slow, and the sun's radiance too began to dim.

After layer upon layer of interception, she expended even more time before finally slamming into the main body of the flesh-and-blood Shanfeng.

Boom!

Even more dazzling, even more scorching light erupted, blanking out everything.

Within this light, within the sun's main body, the powers of destruction, law-breaking, law-forbidden and the like reached their absolute peak—several times, dozens of times what leaked out as light rays—annihilating the world in all four directions, melting the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and tearing a black hole into one corner of the Heavenly Dao.

Within it, every order ceased to exist; all was chaos.

No one knew how long passed, but within the endless light, a three-chi-long blue-gold flying sword revealed its true form and retreated back.

And at the site of her attack, the several-thousand-kilometer flesh-and-blood Shanfeng had already turned to charcoal, wrapped in a thick crust of carbon that sealed off the destructive high temperature.

As the Taiqing flying sword departed, the carbon crust shattered, and layer upon layer of tender, pink flesh-and-blood arms grew out once more.