Chapter 2789: The Heavenly Emperor's Defective Immortal Body

The master of the Sixth Golden Great Age, the Heavenly Emperor, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty hue, threw a punch downward as if dragging the weight of an entire universe, six black holes radiating from his fist, drawing in matter, causality, and rules between heaven and earth, from which nothing could escape.

"Die!"

The Heavenly Emperor said coldly.

He was clearly furious to the extreme, but not because he had fallen into the formation—this had long been expected—his anger stemmed from the deaths of the countless Sixth Golden Great Age cultivators around him, even to the point of sorrow, for he grieved their passing.

Such a mindset was truly rare; he clearly regarded the surrounding cultivators as friends, not as mere mud and numbers to be used like soldiers.

"What a pure, childlike heart."

Jiang Ding said lightly.

Boom—

As the words fell, the terrifying Heavenly Emperor's fist, pulling six black holes, struck his head, solidifying everything, like a humanoid universe freezing all tangible and intangible things, stiffening the blue-clad youth's form and soul, unable to move an inch.

In the next moment, the blue-clad youth was blown to pieces by the fist.

This fist, wielding the power of the universe, could shatter all things, shatter rules, shatter the Dao, blasting living beings and their treasures into the most basic, minutest particles.

"Not good!"

Yet, the Heavenly Emperor felt no joy in his heart.

Clang!

A sword came from the west!

Heaven and earth vast, a sword light came amidst moonlight.

It was the moon of the degenerate age, arriving in this era, having swallowed the light of the entire endless starry sky along the way, drawing upon the power of the Supreme Tai Shang Da Ri Slay Demon Sword Formation, following the flashing path guided by the eyes of extinction and immortality, it slashed toward the Heavenly Emperor who had come from afar in the Sixth Golden Great Age, landing in his double pupils.

This sword was exquisitely refined, flawless.

And swift!

Too fast, too fast!

"This sword..."

The Heavenly Emperor murmured.

Speed is the distance an object moves in space per unit time.

Those who command the universe's beings have long mastered space, allowing time to reverse, letting the Dao not exist; under such circumstances, speed—fast—this concept had long blurred, forgotten for ages, the Heavenly Emperor only vaguely recalled encountering some famed speed swordsmen in his youth.

But now, he once again felt swiftness from this sword of the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang.

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At this moment, his understanding of the word "swift" changed once more.

That is, swift is relative; for a master of the Golden Great Age, so-called swift means a sword he cannot react to!

Yes, this sword made even his sovereign universe's immortal soul unable to react!

This sword had been prepared for long; likely, ever since that despicable person lurked before him, it had already gathered momentum, the sword tip pointing straight at his pupils, piercing into his eyes, viciously malicious to the extreme, a terrifying life-and-death crisis descending with one strike.

Even if the endpoint of the Emperor's Path Dao Law exists, possessing an immortal imperial body for ten thousand ages, being pierced through the pupil and having the brain shattered still means death!

"Despicable wretch!"

The Heavenly Emperor let out a shrill, furious roar.

At the brink of life and death, his body flashed with blood and fire, the cosmic imperial body's operating speed instantly increasing by dozens of times, narrowly avoiding the pupil, letting that sword viciously strike his cheek, landing slightly below the eye socket.

Clang!

Ding dang!

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Clearly the contact of sword and skin, moreover essentially the first immortal sword of Shen Zhou, supreme and sharp, able to easily cleave even the Dao, the Tai Qing Immortal Sword, yet upon contact, it rang with the metallic clash of gold and iron, sparks bursting in great showers, piercing through who-knows-how-many light-years of space.

"Immortal body!"

"Defective immortal body, immortal body indestructible through myriad calamities!"

Jiang Ding praised.

Indeed, the endpoint of the Emperor's Path Dao Law is extraordinary; just as he had forged the Tai Qing flying sword into an immortal sword, he had forged a defective immortal body—unbreakable, unwearable, unflattenable, with no weakness in the soul, perfect and flawless, innately invincible, no wonder he dared to storm his lair without hesitation.

Lair.

Unfortunately, this is in his lair.

Unfortunately, this is the first immortal sword of Shen Zhou!

Crack~

Within the Tai Qing Immortal Sword lurked terrifying transcendent flowing light; the next instant, it instantly pierced the myriad-calamity-indestructible defective immortal body, the terrifying great sun sword intent directly piercing the Heavenly Emperor's skull, causing great torrents of blood to spray across the starry sky, the human universe shattering!

"Ah!"

"Ah ah ah......"

The Heavenly Emperor screamed in agony, his voice sharp enough to pierce the starry sky.

"You!"

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"You damned dwarf! You damned wretch!"

"Die for me!"

In extreme anguish and shrill howling, the Heavenly Emperor's aura suddenly surged greatly, he shoved aside the terrifying fist that suppressed the starry sky, carrying immense oppressive pressure as he slaughtered toward the nine heavens, targeting the blue-clad youth who was shorter than many cultivators, bearing a hint of youthfulness.

Good heavens!

He actually didn't die!

Pierced through the skull by the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang's sword, yet he didn't die! Too terrifying!

Know this: in Shen Zhou, the so-called indestructible, the so-called undying and immortal all have limits; even if undying and immortal, a slight touch from the Tai Qing Immortal Sword would inevitably leave nothing but dregs—this sword is Shen Zhou's supreme defective immortal artifact.

The owner of this sword is furthermore Shen Zhou's supreme sword cultivator, the pinnacle of great sun sword intent and degenerate-age Dao, the utmost of Shen Zhou's swordsmanship... all these accumulated, one can definitively say this is the strongest sword cultivator below immortals, wielding the supreme immortal sword!

Such terrifying offensive power—who in heaven and earth dares claim they are immortal and indestructible?

The Heavenly Emperor dares!

He was pierced through the skull by the Taiqing Immortal Sword, yet did not die!

Boom—

The Heavenly Emperor struck again upon the head of the youth in blue robes, once more reducing him to a pulp of flesh, tearing him into fragments, into molecules, into atoms, and finally not even atoms remained—he was utterly annihilated into the finest particles in the universe, beyond any possibility of recovery.

"Damn it!"

"Damned flea!"

The Heavenly Emperor cursed loudly, then lunged once more toward a target several light-years away, arriving instantly.

The Seventh Golden Age's Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang naturally possesses no immortal and indestructible remnant immortal body; though shattered, he does not die—he is merely fragile, and even a quasi-emperor could likely break his immortal form.

But he is far too agile!

And highly skilled at concealment!

Clearly, just a moment ago this scoundrel was right here, my Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist had already sealed off all escape routes— theoretically impossible to flee, and no one has ever escaped before—yet this scoundrel did escape, appearing elsewhere, and again slashed at me with a sword.

"A flea?"

"A dwarf?"

In the distance, the apparition of Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang appeared, his expression somewhat grim, as he drew his sword once more and descended to slash, the blade's edge growing significantly colder.

This person lacks refinement.

He bears none of the bearing expected of an earth immortal—crude and barbaric like a savage, akin to a ruffian.

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