Chapter 1621: The Great Lie Yang Jianzi's Dao Soldier Must Choose Between Victory and Death

The Great Yin and Great Sun Sword Dao Soldiers, the Thunder and Sun Sword Dao Soldiers, the Flesh and Blood Furnace Dao Soldiers, and so on—all here seem to share a common trait: they are all Dao Soldiers of the Immortal Sect's Dao Sons.

The Dao Sons of the Upper Realm Immortal Sects have never been lone individuals.

They possess a complete administrative system: alchemists, artifact refiners, spirit plant cultivators, civil administrators... a whole perfect Immortal Sect system ensuring that when they eventually ascend to the throne of the supreme power, they can smoothly take over the entire Immortal Sect without lacking trustworthy personnel.

These Dao Soldiers are not specialized Dao Soldiers either.

In fact, many Immortal Sect disciples who play no decisive role on the battlefield are incorporated into the Dao Soldier Formation, using the power of the Dao Soldier Formation to fight the enemy.

In the wars of the Immortal Sects, their subordinate Dao Soldiers are often engaged in repeated slaughter and campaigns.

All these things are merely routine.

But!

The Great Sun Long Sword actually lost?!

It did not lose to an Immortal Sect Dao Son, nor to a Heavenly and Human expert; it simply lost to another Dao Soldier!

"Who is the current Supervisor?"

A flash of scarlet passed through Jiang Ding's gaze.

This question was not a secret; it appeared in many intelligence reports.

"Bright Light Divine Lord..."

"Trash."

Jiang Ding saw a familiar name and spoke coldly: "Why haven't you died yet?"

"Since you failed, you should die."

Great Sun Sky Palace.

"Why haven't you died yet?"

The same question arose in the heart of Yang Gu Heavenly and Human, and he asked in confusion.

His entire body was pitch black, skin and bones, as if all the flesh and fat within had been completely smelted away by high temperatures, leaving only the skeleton and skin.

This body was covered in sword and blade marks, as if he had just walked down from the Heavenly and Human battlefield.

"Why haven't you died yet?"

Yang Gu Heavenly and Human sat casually on a treasure throne slightly lower than the Pure Lie Yang Jianzi's main seat, asking in puzzlement once more.

Before him, Chong Chong Guang Zi had lost an arm, and his lower body had vanished entirely; the wound was not neat, as if forcibly torn apart, jagged and uneven, with some flesh worms occasionally emerging from the wound and retreating, locked in a stalemate with the scorching magic power and sword intent.

This was an injury inflicted by the Qi Sect's Flesh and Blood Furnace Dao Soldier.

At this moment, Chong Chong Guang Zi, with only his upper body remaining, gripped the sword hilt, silent, not answering Yang Gu Heavenly and Human's words.

Clang~

Yang Gu Heavenly and Human slowly drew a long sword, bright and brilliant, from his side.

In the past, he did not use a sword; his body was his own sword, but at this moment, he felt he needed some sense of ritual.

After all, this was the execution of the Pure Lie Yang Jianzi's subordinate, and that young man was famously devoted to that Tushan Lu.

There was no killing intent, no rage.

Yet a terrifyingly extreme coldness appeared in Chong Chong Guang Zi's heart; his whole body stiffened and froze, with no power to resist.

A terrifying, bone-deep coldness rose in Chong Chong Guang Zi's heart; his whole body stiffened and froze, utterly powerless to resist.

An extremely powerful one among the Heavenly and Humans!

Chong Chong Guang Zi trembled.

He knew that he might never reach such a height in this life, let alone challenge across levels; Yang Gu Heavenly and Human would only be stronger, not weaker, when he merged with the Dao; the so-called "do not bully the young for being poor" was merely a joke.

He knew that in this lifetime he might never reach such a height, let alone challenge across realms. A Yang-Bone Heavenly Being at the moment of merging with the Dao would only be stronger than him, never weaker; the so-called "do not despise a youth for his poverty" was nothing but a joke.

"Senior, it is unfair..."

Chong Chong Guang Zi smiled bitterly: "The Great Sun Sword Scripture has only been deduced to the Merge Dao stage; among peers, it is far inferior to the Qi Sect Blood Furnace lineage and others; they possess multiple lineage disciples, while I have only one."

"The Hundred Thousand Great Sun Sword Cultivators are the same; our Gong Fa, our military formations, have not been updated for a long time."

"Even though we have made many repairs in the past relying on our wisdom, in the face of the true Immortal Sect formations, we are far too fragile; this is the case in every aspect..."

"Even though in the past we patched things up again and again with our own wisdom, before a true Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong formation, it was far too fragile—in every respect…"

Without the Pure Lie Yang Jianzi, they were actually far from comparable to true Dao Son Dao Soldiers; merely after a few hundred years on the battlefield, they suffered a crushing defeat, plunging the Great Yin and Great Sun Sword Dao Soldiers into a situation of being besieged by the Qi Sect and the Thunder and Sun Sky Sword Realm.

Without the Pure Yang Sword Son, they were in truth far from being comparable to genuine Dao Sons and Dao Soldiers; mere hundreds of years on the battlefield had ended in crushing defeat, leaving the Taiyin–Taiyang Sword Dao Soldiers encircled and attacked by the Immortal Artifact Sect and the Thunder Yang Heavenly Sword Realm.

"Pity you lost."

Yang Gu Heavenly and Human said carelessly.

The Sword Dao requires only results, not reasons.

"Indeed, so it is."

"You are right."

Chong Chong Guang Zi fell into gloom, extending his neck awaiting execution, no longer resisting.

His pride had been lost at some unknown time.

In the past, when he was the Great Lie Yang Jianzi, even amidst a thousand difficulties and ten thousand hardships, when had he ever spoken of reasons?

Now he was actually seeking excuses; indeed, he had fallen.

And now he was actually looking for excuses—truly fallen.

Yang Gu Heavenly and Human's sword fell.

Darkness fell before Chong Chong Guang Zi's eyes; his body slowly stiffened and cooled.

Darkness swallowed Chong Chong Guang Zi's vision; his body slowly stiffened, then cooled.

Boom!

A violent explosion rang out.

A figure with only half a body remaining was blasted out of the palace, rolling across the ground like a ball, vomiting blood in great gulps, like a dead dog.

"Get back there!"

"Go to your battlefield, fight, until death!"

The cold voice of the Yang Bone Heavenly Person echoed back from within the palace, shaking the four wilds: "A Sword Child's Dao Soldiers, if they cannot defeat the enemy, must die in battle on the sands — this is your fate."

"This is your first time fleeing the battlefield, and it should also be the last."

"I do not wish to see it a second time!"

That ball-like figure of a dead dog slowly struggled to stand, bowed deeply in salute, then led the many broken remnants outside the palace away from the Great Sun Heavenly Palace, once again hurrying to the battlefield.

The bitter fruit of the Great Sun Sword Cultivators' lack of a Great Sun Sword Child had already revealed itself.

These Great Sun Sword Cultivators actually harbored a glimmer of hope in their hearts, using the excuse that the enemy was too strong to retreat from the battlefield, completely lacking the pride of a Great Sun Sword Cultivator who would rather die than fail—they were not true Great Sun Sword Cultivators; even if there were a former Great Sun Sword Child like Ming Chong Chong Guang Zi, it would be useless.

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace was empty and desolate, falling into silence.

A long while.

"Sword Child,"

"Where are you?"

The Yang Bone Heavenly Person murmured to himself.

As for the Pure Yang Sword Child not trusting the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm and wandering outside, he did not find it wrong, because he too did not particularly trust the Grand Yin-Sun lineage.

Especially the Grand Yin lineage — those mad women were sometimes completely beyond reason.

"However,"

"I know what you need."

The Yang Bone Heavenly Person said to himself: "You need Dao Children, need Dao Children that can be slain — a process in which you are not disturbed by the outside world during this; this is where your opportunity lies."

"These things, the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm will grant you, will grant the Grand Yin-Sun Sword Child."

"The Qi Sect… the past of the Spiritual Treasure Realm,"

"Haha!"

"Hahaha!"

The Yang Bone Heavenly Person let out a strange, cackling laugh: "We've found their egg sac, and now we're going to grip it — a battlefield like this is bound to appear, the opportunity is about to arrive; you absolutely must not die."

"If you die, then so be it."

"It is just a pity—if you die, my path as Jiang Jiang Jinxian will also vanish completely along with your death; this is the endless sorrow upon the Immortal Dao..."

A terrifying laughter echoed through the Great Sun Heavenly Palace, shaking the endless starry skies.

At this time, the Dao Soldiers and Sword Cultivators of the three world clusters belonging to the Great Sun Heavenly Palace numbered as many as several billion; under one order after another, they rushed to the battlefield, once again throwing themselves into the Heavenly Craft Star Chain world cluster.

If the Great Sun Sword Cultivators could not win,

Then they would all die!

If they could never achieve victory, then they would die forever!