Chapter 227: Hunting Down an Old Man to Celebrate

The Taiqing flying sword hummed and trembled.

"Where is it, where is my sword intent..."

Jiang Ding hummed a song, closed his eyes to feel for a moment, and looked toward the west: "Still in the direction of Iron Loushan, weakened a little bit, but he cannot clear my destructive sword intent, let alone directly injuring the soul, it's impossible to remove."

Swish!

The whole person flew in the sky, the trajectory up and down, turning from time to time, like a little bee, extremely happy.

But always maintained full invisibility, never relaxing.

Several hours later,

Crossing the South District Spirit Medicine Garden, arriving near the Lost Soul River again, wandering around for a small half-circle, finally discovering an old and simple stone bridge, and flying over it.

"Getting closer and closer."

"I can already feel the smell of coldness and living soul resentment on this person; I don't know how many people he has killed over the past few hundred years, refining them into fierce ghosts and putting them into the long banner."

Jiang Ding converged some joy, expressing respect for the innocent victims.

His tone was slightly cold.

"This kind of demonic cultivator who uses humans as raw materials has original sin and deserves to die; if I can rule a realm, I will definitely exterminate them all, and destroy their heritage completely!"

Boom!

In the distance, violent spiritual energy fluctuations came, and dazzling spiritual light erupted.

Jiang Ding stood firm, looking toward the distance.

A jade-like staircase like a mountain stood in the horizon, straight into the Nine Heavens, surrounded by thunder and wind and rain, terrifying pressure transmitted to heaven and earth, reflecting into the eyes of everyone in the Nine Heavens Ruins.

On it, a thin figure stood firm with difficulty.

A vicissitudinous and heavy voice came.

"Disciple Li Qingyun, twenty-six years old, climbed the Nine Heavens Inheritance Staircase, passed four steps."

"Can be an inner disciple of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect!"

"Granted 'Purple Thunder Canon' sub-chapter, 'Green God Law', if diligent in cultivation, repaying the sect, then can be granted 'Purple Thunder Canon', Nascent Soul is in sight."

Nascent Soul is in sight!

These few words were deeply imprinted in the souls of all cultivators, inexplicably excited and trembling, instinctively flying toward the place where the Heavenly Jade Staircase was located.

Under the staircase, the Foundation Establishment descendants who had received the news in advance had already begun to climb.

Just taking the first step.

The staircase spiritual light shook, and they were shaken away far, not even having the qualification to enter as a handyman; forcing a climb resulted in vomiting blood and flying back, seriously injured and falling to the ground, bones almost broken.

"Nine Heavens Staircase!"

Others were unwilling to give up, eyes revealing fanatical looks, continuing to try to climb.

No matter who it was, they retreated in one step, including the seven great true disciples of the sect, not entering the eyes of the Nine Heavens Staircase.

"Heritage?"

Jiang Ding glanced at it and continued on his way.

He was not interested in heritage.

"... Above the Nine Heavens..."

"... Ascending Immortal Staircase... Eternal opportunity to become an immortal..."

Strands of sound appeared in his ears, like Dao sounds, full of temptation, making people have endless greed in their hearts, imagining the scene of feathering and ascending to the immortal world.

Jiang Ding's expression stiffened.

Clang!

The Taiqing flying sword rang out with a metallic clang, its destructive sword intent spreading in all directions, extinguishing all the seductive sounds that brought forth illusions.

An invisible escape light crossed the Iron Loushan land.

Compared to other places, there was no vegetation here, looking around, it was all stone, with sharp tornadoes like blades sweeping everywhere all year round, leaving deep pits on the ground, yellow sand filling the sky.

This place produced many spirit ores!

It is rumored that the Revival Patriarch obtained many Void Crystal Copper here, thus starting his rise, and later was able to save the Revival Sect.

Boom!

In the distance,

The inheritance staircase shone brightly again, immortal music playing, celebrating the sect adding another disciple.

"Disciple Mu Tianxue, two hundred and thirty-seven years old, climbed the Nine Heavens Staircase, passed five steps!"

"Can be an inner disciple of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect!"

"Granted 'Heavenly Flower Water Wood Canon', if diligent in cultivation, repaying the sect, Nascent Soul is in sight."

Two hundred and thirty-seven years old!

Jiang Ding's expression changed, looking back at the staircase in the sky.

A woman in a white dress stood quietly on the fifth step of the Nine Heavens Staircase, her skin snow-white, her black hair like ink, a pair of phoenix eyes faintly flashing with strands of blood.

"Blood Transformation Old Monster!"

Under the inheritance staircase, someone screamed in terror, fleeing crazily in all directions.

"How is it possible?"

"She is already old and frail, how could she be selected as a disciple by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect?!"

Many Seven Feathers Sect disciples trembled, fleeing in all directions.

"Why is it this time!"

Li Qingyun said in fear, but he didn't dare to leave the Nine Heavens Staircase for even a step, standing firmly in place.

But in his heart, he was lucky.

If he hadn't approached the Little Martial Uncle at the first moment, he would only be headless by now.

"She is not old."

"Very young."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

"Two hundred and thirty-seven years old, late-stage Foundation Establishment, the Qi Condensation avatar of the Blood Slaughter Hall's Blood Transformation Old Ancestor."

"If there are many such old things, even if they are just avatars, it's still not easy to handle."

His escape light suddenly accelerated, abandoning some invisibility for this, reaching a degree that Foundation Establishment cultivators could detect with spiritual sense.

Carrying extreme speed, he killed toward a corner of Iron Loushan.

"What is this?!"

In the depths of the valley, an old man in black robes had an ugly expression.

In his soul, a tiny deep blue sword intent was like a bone-attached maggot.

For several days, no matter how he washed and cleared it with secret methods, or even cut off a small part of his soul with the powerful control of Foundation Establishment, it could still appear in the original place again.

Hum, hum!

The deep blue sword Qi suddenly trembled, and more and more violently, resonating with a certain aura in the distance, the frequency getting faster and faster!

Couldn't help but look up.

A deep blue sword light descended.

"A mere Qi Condensation ant, not thinking of fleeing, still dares to come over."

Hundred Ghost Old Ancestor was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Good, good!"

"Since you are seeking death, don't blame the Old Ancestor!"

Boom!

Not even a breath of time.

Amidst a huge air explosion,

A sword light supported by electromagnetic crisscrossing patterns to the limit, carrying extreme speed, disappeared from the perception of spiritual sense, landing on his head.

Bang!

The black-robed old man split into four, turning into ripples of spiritual light and dissipating completely.

"Short-range spatial teleportation? Formation?"

Seven or eight hundred meters away,

Jiang Ding revealed his figure, saying indifferently.

Destructive sword intent locked onto the soul; he wouldn't think he saw wrong, slashing onto a puppet.

It must be the real body without a doubt.

Hum!

On the ground, strands of pitch-black Yin Qi patterns rose, quickly connecting, forming a terrifying formation covering heaven and earth, ghosts crying and wolves howling, wooing sounds rising everywhere.

One fierce ghost after another drilled out from the ground, like a tide, almost endless.

One hundred, one thousand!

Ten thousand!

Ten thousand ghosts!

Reached the terrifying number of ten thousand ghosts, the weakest being Qi Condensation Level 1 fierce ghosts, the strongest peak Qi Condensation fierce ghosts reaching several hundred!

Nine fierce ghosts with the aura of Foundation Establishment ghost generals!

"Ignorant junior!"

"Even if it's the same Qi Condensation period, the Old Ancestor is not someone you can bully!"

In the sky,

The black-robed old man revealed his figure, looking down, saying coldly.

"Caitou, I do not agree with your words."

Jiang Ding smiled, saying gloomily.

"You are the Caitou!"

"Today's prop responsible for celebrating the great joy, even if the Heavenly King comes, it's still like this!"

Boom!

A deep blue sun revealed its figure, carrying endless light and heat, slashing toward the figure surrounded by ten thousand ghosts in the sky.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 228 =====