Chapter 2694: Trash of the Same Level Who Can't Even Block This Lord's Sword

The visions of the heavenly tribulation and the great Dao of the soul gradually faded.

The figure of the Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor appeared in the starry sky, male in body but female in appearance, with a yin and soft demeanor; though undeniably handsome, his aura carried an instinctively repulsive awkwardness, as if two extraordinarily handsome man and woman had been forcibly stitched and fused together.

This is the existence that leaves the human sword Dao without a sword emperor.

To this day, the shame has not been washed away.

Although in this, the instinct of the Sun Sword cultivator to nurture gu and contend with enemies played an important role.

"Tai Shang Da Ri..."

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor gazed toward a great thousand worlds, toward the surging crowds of people and merchant fleets, his eyes precisely locking onto a blue-clad youth wandering idly about.

The blue-clad youth withdrew his gaze from calculating world economic models, likewise looking toward the newly ascended Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor.

In the instant the two Sword Emperors locked eyes, heaven and earth and time itself reversed!

Everything fell into chaos, all things stirred, various absurd dream-like scenes emerged, suppressing the great Dao of the soul's control over the surrounding heaven and earth.

This chaos lasted only an instant, after which everything returned to normal.

"Such a dream and reincarnation!" the Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor exclaimed in shock and anger in an instant.

Clang!

He drew his sword and slashed in all directions, one sword destroying billions of light-years of cosmic space, annihilating all around, and furthermore, based on the great Dao of the soul, he slashed at the essence of nearby sound-producing beings, seeking the true location of the enemy in one strike.

But this terrifying sword found nothing.

It did not slay a single ant, nor any mortal; this terrifying sword caused no death of any ensouled life.

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor's heart sank, knowing he faced a terrifying ancient Seven-Character Immortal Scripture expert.

Ancient, in the Dao of Immortals, means powerful, means possessing extremely deep foundations accumulated within the same realm, creating a gap with peers of the same level—this is what ancient means.

Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang merely ascended the Seven-Character Immortal Scripture over two million years before him; this span of time is not overly long on any ancient emperor, merely a brief period in life, let alone the extremely difficult Character Immortal Scripture.

But over two million years is enough for Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang to become ancient among peers of the same level.

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor now feels like a teenager in his teens facing a middle-aged man wearing armor.

Though of the same level, the combat power gap has grown to a terrifying degree.

In the terrifying sword that destroyed the star river, the blue-clad youth reappeared, gazing at the Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor: "Has Your Majesty already entered the dream realm?"

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor spoke in a low voice.

Though everything around seemed ordinary, he in fact knew his soul had already fallen into the sword intent of Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, influenced by it, distorting the chasm between reality and dream; even if thousands or tens of thousands of years passed here, to the outside world it was but an instant of time.

On a brutal and perilous battlefield, a person falling into a dream, unaware of time's passage, is nearly indistinguishable from death.

"Nine-Leaf."

"You are weak now."

"Being of the same level is not your reason to defy me."

Jiang Ding spoke calmly.

"Same level, not a reason..."

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor's eyes instantly turned blood-red.

Same level is not a reason—then what still counts as a reason for victory?!!!

"Kill!" "Tai Shang Da Ri, you dog bastard, I now give you a reason!" the Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor declared.

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor let out a sharp, mad howl, shaking the star river.

In the void, within the Dao of Heaven, countless clumps of dark blue weeds appeared out of nowhere; heaven and earth grew desolate and murderous, even the Dao of Heaven trembled, many great Dao rules became unstable, the star river enveloped by a terrifying aura of soul-slaying and spirit-destroying.

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor possesses the three swords of heaven, earth, and man.

Sword cuts human souls, the souls of all beings; sword cuts the soul of the earth and the world; then comes the final cut of the Dao of Heaven and the soul of the universe!

The soul is the beginning of all living things.

Without a soul, existence in Shen Zhou is merely a pile of flesh, organic and inorganic matter; only with a soul can these organic and inorganic substances be integrated into life, into thought, into self-consciousness—this is the origin of all life in Wu Jin Kong Kong.

As the sovereign of the great Dao of the soul, the Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor's Dao entirely consists of establishing rules to erase living beings at their essence!

Now, as he steps into the Seven-Character Immortal Scripture and touches the universe's more fundamental authority, this sword has become even more terrifying—it seeks to erase all life in the entire star river, especially that blue-clad youth wandering through layer upon layer of dreams, whose brilliant soul-fire is so conspicuous.

Unlike the Desolate Ancient Emperor, this Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor truly ascended through foundation, through pioneering the unprecedented great Dao of the soul, as the true originator; upon ascension, he immediately mastered sword arts and immortal techniques of the Seven-Character level, for this path is his own creation.

Clang!

Accompanied by countless dark blue grass blades, a sword light of terrifying extremity, cutting the souls of heaven and earth, flashed; the blue-clad youth in the layered dreams and his soul-fire instantly scattered, vanished completely, erased from the essence of the soul. "This is..."

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor showed no joy.

Because he could not tell whether he had slain Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, whether he lived or died; this feeling was more helpless than defeat.

"Ignorant."

"At the level of the Seven-Character Immortal Scripture, Nine-Leaf, you are ignorant."

In the void, another echo of Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang resounded, layer upon layer, vast and mighty: "What does it matter if you give me a sword?"

"Never mind one sword—what about a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand swords?"

"In the Dao of Immortals, any accumulation is never wasted; over the past millions of years, I have participated in the research and development breakthroughs of immortal science and technology, I have participated in raising the upper limit of immortal productivity, I have day after day consumed the universe's finest heavenly treasures and earthly riches, day after day of accumulation..."

"These, all these things, are not illusions."

"All these things, all this accumulation, is at least dozens or even hundreds of times yours!"

"These gaps will not vanish just because we are of the same level—you must know this reality, you must know it."

Word after word, like knives, like swords, pierced deep into the Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor's soul. "Break!"

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor did not answer, merely drew his sword, drew his sword, drew his sword again.

The grass-blade sword edges completely ignored the speaking Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, instead slashing at the entire dream, at the entire end-of-dharma twilight world that enveloped him; clearly his combat instinct was extremely sharp, in an instant he found the core of the battlefield.

Clang!

Clang clang clang!

The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor was indeed as Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang said, cutting out one sword after another, striking the surrounding dreams, and even after tens of thousands of swords, the surrounding void became hazy, the dreams nearly shattered, torn apart, and about to return to the real universe.

However, this dream ultimately did not shatter.

Their understanding and mastery of the immortal Dao differ, although they are indeed of the same rank.

"Do you understand?"

"Your nonsense."

Jiang Ding spoke calmly, slowly drawing the Taiqing Flying Sword amid the clashing sounds.

"Kill kill kill kill!" The Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor finally locked onto the blue-clad youth's true form, burning forth the youthful body of his fourth life, erupting with several times the terrifying power as he slashed at the blue-clad youth, even the Great Dao advancing further in the midst of life and death, penetrating deeper mysteries of the soul Dao.

Then, the Nine-Leaf Sword Emperor felt a pain in his chest.

His body stiffened.

He looked incredulously at his own chest.

A mysterious gold flying sword appeared here at some unknown time, piercing through the chest's heart, the terrifying and vicious end-law sword intent instantly penetrating the entire immortal body and immortal soul, seizing control, and with a single thought could execute this terrifying Sword Emperor.

It was execution.

Not killing.

"This lord grants you the opportunity to continue living."

"If you do not wish to live, you may; it matters not."

Jiang Ding strode forward, gazing upon his own helpless defeated subordinate, and said lightly: "You can become this lord's ladder to immortality; without you, this lord can still attain immortality, and no living being can obstruct this lord's ascension."

"Especially you, this waste."

His words faded away. The blue-clad youth's figure gradually vanished from sight.