Chapter 2038: The Tradition of the Seven Killings Slaying the Sovereign

The starry sky of the Nine Spirit Domain had completely changed!

All the Heavenly Dao rules had vanished, temporarily disappeared, leaving only strands of Law-Destroying Great Dao rules filling every direction, like a cage, like an iron prison, forming chain after chain of rules that bound and sealed every sentient being between heaven and earth.

The Dharma-Ending Age in this stretch of heaven and earth was not the future — it was already reality!

The entire sky of this star domain belonged to the Law-Destroying Great Dao!

Here, what need was there for killing formations, what need for sect-protecting grand arrays?

The entire star domain was the natural Great Dao killing formation of the Great Sun Sword Lord!

The sky was a hazy grey, the earth a hazy grey, the light of dusk filled every direction, the twilight of the Immortal Dao had arrived, the authority of the Law-Destroying Great Dao rule branch slowly turned, and the will of living beings began to replace the will of the Heavenly Dao in its operation.

The black-and-white twin pupils within that rule branch's authority gazed upon everything in heaven and earth.

Black was the moon, white was the sun.

This was the supreme sovereign of the Dharma-Ending universe, about to judge all sentient beings of heaven and earth.

Lord Lord Dingding!

Lord Lord Dingding ding…

Strand after strand of Dharma-Ending rule chains emerged from the two enormous pupils of black and white in the heavens, like swimming fish, like giant dragons, and like incomparably sharp sword-light, slashing toward the Seven Killings Sword Lord hidden within the layered spider-web cracks of space; the chains, like rules themselves, spread along the rules onto his body.

This cold, stern middle-aged swordsman lay in the shattered cosmic starry sky, his face pale.

He watched coldly the Dharma-Ending chains spreading toward him from all around.

In that instant, the surrounding heaven and earth lost every sentient thing, nothing but utter darkness.

Let alone drawing rules, spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or the support of sun, moon, and starlight from the surrounding starry sky — even maintaining the magic power and divine sense within his body was terribly difficult, leaking away beyond any power to stop.

If this situation continued, he would lose all his strength entirely, unable to live and unable to die.

This stretch of starry sky favored this True Immortal Child to a terrifying degree!

It was no different whatsoever from a Child of the Heavenly Dao!

This was the terrifying price of barging into the lair of a True Immortal Child — the path to immortality had never been an easy one, even when striking against a young True Immortal Child.

What he relied on now was but one thing — to break ten thousand laws with sheer force!

"Kill!"

"Immortality! Hahahaha! Immortality!"

The Seven Killings Sword Lord had no regret at all, laughing loudly.

Boom—!

Behind this death-defying sword cultivator, accompanied by a rumble, a rule branch authority wreathed in countless crimson rules slowly rose; within this rule branch authority shadows of figures flickered, every one of them slaughtering — murder, assassination, robbery-killing, premeditated killing, duel-killing, accidental killing, playful killing, manslaughter — these were the Seven Killings of heaven and earth.

From seven to ten thousand killings, from ten thousand killings to infinity!

These Seven Killings were the Great Dao condensed from every killing of all living beings in heaven and earth!

At this moment, behind an Eighth Tribulation Supreme, that terrifying and dense rule branch authority of the Seven Killings Great Dao emerged; rule upon rule piled up like corpses, countless fresh blood flowed, forming that unimaginable, horrifying authority.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill…"

Upon that Seven Killings authority, countless broken corpses opened their eyes, glaring ferociously at that green-robed youth, the greed and longing in their eyes seeming ready to devour him alive.

The Seven Killings had been, since ancient times, the blade for slaying the sovereign!

The sovereigns who had died beneath the Seven Killings Sword throughout history were simply too many to count, beyond reckoning; no matter how noble, no matter how illustrious the Son of Heaven, beneath the bloodstained blade of the Seven Killings Lord they too would howl miserably, their dignity gone, their holiness and Mandate of Heaven vanished, no different from pigs and dogs by the roadside.

"Supreme Great Sun!"

"Die!"

The Seven Killings Sword Lord roared, drew his sword, and slashed open heaven and earth.

"Die!"

"Die, die, die!"

Beneath the rule branch authority of the Seven Killings Great Dao, countless living beings, countless swordsmen, were resurrected as well; they wore tattered armor, held blades with notches, bore torn war banners, and formed a battle array of certain death as they charged toward the supreme sovereign in the sky — certain death, advance without retreat!

"Kill!"

In a daze, generals and soldiers roared one after another, each slashing out a desperate, final sword.

These sword-lights merged with the sword-light in the Seven Killings Sword Lord's hand, merged with the rule authority of the Seven Killings Sword Dao, forming a single "kill" character that blotted out the sky.

One after another, entirely different "kill" characters appeared between heaven and earth!

These were the killings of different living beings, the killings of different emotions — vendetta-killing, battlefield-killing, love-killing, and every other kind of killing; every killing in the world was encompassed within these Seven Killings, forming a sword-light of world-destroying terror.

Boom—!

This "kill" character of the Seven Killings fell upon the Dharma-Ending chains in the surrounding heaven and earth, smashing through chain after chain directly, breaking the bonds the starry sky of heaven and earth had placed upon him.

These chains were precisely the military laws, decrees, loyalty, fealty, kin, hostages, and all manner of chains the Son of Heaven had laid upon his generals; through these tangible and intangible chains the emperor firmly controlled his peerless war-generals thousands of miles away, using them to fight, to expand his borders, believing himself a master of employing men.

But at this moment, these chains were severed in an instant!

The peerless killing generals on the battlefield turned their armies around, charging toward the imperial capital, toward the emperor.

In a flash, the yellow dusk and Dharma-Ending light of this stretch of cosmic starry sky all receded, the chains snapped, leaving only the tragic, blood-red glow of slaughter; the Eighth Tribulation Supreme was fighting to the death, holding nothing back, invincible!

"The blade for slaying the sovereign — the Seven Killings?"

"Interesting, very interesting — this sovereign likes it very much."

Jiang Ding stood within the rule branch authority of the Law-Destroying Great Dao, watching this scene of blood-light filling the sky, and said calmly: "I have heard that in history, when the three star-lodge Immortal-grade inheritances of Slaughter, Ruin, and Wolf are united, they hold the possibility of directly slaying a Human Sovereign in reverse, becoming an alternative Sovereign-achiever; they do not measure the constants of the Immortal Dao universe, but purely contend against a Sovereign with combat power."

"Such brilliance is something to yearn for."

"But you—"

"are far too weak."

Clang!

Within the Law-Destroying Great Dao, Jiang Ding drew his sword.

The instant the blade left its sheath, a cacophony of shrieks erupted across the entire starry sky; one after another, powerful figures plummeted, their blood staining the cosmos. Amidst this downpour of blood, a common weed grew. Its leaves were dark green, swaying in the wind, indistinguishable from the weeds found by any roadside, having returned to simplicity and truth.

Only a chilling cold remained, one that made the soul and bones tremble with dread!

This was the Immortal Sword Scripture of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass Clan, an ancient immortal race, stripped away by the Heavenly Dao of the Human Race. Now, appearing in the hands of a True Immortal of the Human Race, it had been thoroughly digested and absorbed, fused into a single whole, becoming a sword path legacy belonging solely to the Human Race.

This sword light is named the Formless Soul-Slaying Spirit-Destroying Grass-Leaf Sword!

This strike takes the Great Clarity Flying Sword as its foundation and the Great Dao of Dharma-Destruction as its core, carving out a sword that points directly at the origin: it slashes the spirit of heaven and earth, slashes the soul of living beings, and slashes the source of reincarnation for all living things!

This sword was too terrifying, too sharp; it fully inherited the notorious ferocity of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass Clan, ignoring all defenses, piercing straight through, and aiming directly at the soul's origin of the Seven-Slaying Sword Master.

Ding!

In the formless void, two sword lights crossed each other countless times in a brutal slaughter.

One flying sword was the Great Clarity Flying Sword, a sword cultivated through life and death by a True Immortal.

The other sword was forged from the skull of a Supreme One, embodying that Supreme One's lifelong desire to become an immortal across eight tribulations.

The two flying swords fought wildly; any single sword light spilling out could shatter an entire expanse of the starry sky. All rules were worn away, and all phenomena were obscured.