Chapter 327: Are You From the Great Sun Sect?

A giant fox tail dozens of zhang long and a flying sword about a chi in length clashed fiercely.

The enormous fox tail radiated terrifying might; every smash conjured a sea of magma stretching for several li, the clouds across the entire sky trembling uneasily, the burning of cities and ruin of nations but a breath away.

The azure-blue flying sword, small and razor-sharp, brimmed with Sword-Breaking intent; nothing could stand in its way—every thrust dimmed and scattered a swath of spiritual light.

Clang-clang-clang…

The sharp clangs of metal striking metal rang out unceasingly, merging into one, taking on a tangible arrow-shaped ripple in the air and gouging deep pits into the earth.

After several breaths, the spiritual light on the enormous fox tail dimmed, its surface scored with hideous, terrifying gouges.

Beneath the sword, it could not prevail!

"Mid Foundation Establishment!"

"A peerless Sword Dao prodigy of the human race!"

Princess Princess Chiyan's killing intent boiled within her; without hesitation, she bit clean through her own tongue, chewed it to mush like a sugar bean, using the searing pain to shock herself into greater clarity. Boiling demon-king essence blood surged and flowed, pouring entirely into the Tushe Jade Seal before her.

"Ancestor!"

"This is the enemy who will annihilate the descendants of the Three-Tailed Fox Clan—please awaken! The Tushe Three-Tailed Fox Clan is on the brink of destruction!"

She prayed as if weeping and pleading.

"Ancestor, please slay this man!"

Crack…

Nourished by the essence blood, the eggshell-like cracking sounds grew denser and denser. The fractures on the five long tails of the six-tailed demon god upon the Tushe Jade Seal multiplied, until with a final bang it shattered completely.

Roar! Roar-roar!

A terrifying howl rose from the earth, like a primordial beast of the ancient wilderness awakening. Five enormous fiery-red tails unfurled one after another, blotting out the sky, and smashed down together toward the heavens.

Boom!

A single earth-shattering explosion was heard; the azure sword-light shattered, and the flying sword about a chi long was sent flying back, its spiritual light utterly dimmed.

"You've grown stronger."

Jiang Ding said, frowning.

Buzz-buzz!

The azure-blue flying sword circled around him, trembling wildly, bristling with fury. Its terrifying killing intent spread outward, freezing the divine souls of every living being below Jin Dan within a ten-kilometer radius into a rigid, petrified state.

"Die for me!"

"Not only must you die—before I perish, I will abandon all thought of facing Jin Dan cultivators and slaughter my way through, city by city!"

Princess Princess Chiyan had already lost the ability to speak; vibrating the air with her divine soul, she screamed in madness, her hatred so intense it made one's body go cold.

"The demon kingdom of the Three-Tailed Fox Clan is finished—and the kingdoms of your human race shall perish as well."

"Not a single human shall remain!"

"All must die!"

"Die-die-die-die!"

Boom!

Six enormous fox tails whipped through the air, blotting out the sky, fiery red as magma, sealing off all four directions, and smashed down together upon the blue-robed youth at the center—relentless unto death.

Even a late-stage Jin Dan cultivator would be grievously wounded in an instant beneath such an attack!

"What a pity."

"You simply cannot do it."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Clang!

A single sword-howl resounded through heaven and earth.

The Taiqing flying sword hummed and sang; upon its azure-blue blade, threads of pure-gold net-like patterns emerged, and a terrifying aura spread in all directions.

Law-Breaking!

Law-Destroying!

Law-Binding!

The threefold true intents instantly enveloped every place within a ten-kilometer radius; the world's spiritual energy congealed and thickened, and the spiritual-energy particles—the very foundation of the immortal Dao—grew inert.

The most direct manifestation: the six fiery-red fox tails, massive as pillars, blotted out the sky, their natural formation patterns woven throughout, commanding fire-attribute spiritual energy.

Yet now they suddenly collapsed!

Only the pillar-like bodies of the fiery-red fox tails remained—how could their might not have dropped by more than a single grade?

"What is this?"

Princess Princess Chiyan's divine soul trembled; from the six fox tails formed by the Tushe Jade Seal, she sensed a clear flavor of terror, as though meeting a natural enemy.

Even with the enemy who would exterminate her descendants before her, she dared not advance, hovering in place.

"Perish!"

Jiang Ding pointed a finger.

Boom!

Beneath the shroud of the threefold true intents, the blue-and-gold sword body's speed broke through once more, reaching a terrifying degree. The instant the divine sense stirred, it appeared among the six pillar-like fiery-red fox tails, piercing straight through—soul-shattering, god-annihilating.

Crack!

The six fiery-red fox tails stiffened for a moment, then collapsed with a thunderous crash; the sky-blotting spectacle vanished in an instant, leaving only endless wailing.

Bang!

The Tushe Jade Seal that served as their very body exploded outright—even the grade of a superior-grade magic treasure was useless; mingled with threads of essence blood, fragments shot out in all directions.

"I am unwilling…"

Princess Princess Chiyan let out a mournful, piercing scream.

Whoosh!

A blue-gold sword pierced straight through her brow, then spun and stabbed into the demon core at her dantian. The demon core—boasted to be as hard as a magic treasure, the ultimate trump card of demon-kind—was split clean in two with a crisp crack.

The voluptuous, alluring woman's body went rigid.

A moment later, her body plummeted from the sky. Halfway down, her form blurred and dissolved, revealing a fox-demon corpse roughly a zhang long, with three fox tails fluttering in the wind, fur a fiery red without a single stray hair.

A pause.

Suspended in midair.

Clang!

No need for soul-destroying arts. The blue-gold sword body blazed with light like a blazing sun, sweeping a ten-kilometer radius. Every lingering supernatural trace—spirit souls, magic power, all of it—was shattered, dissolved, reduced to something close to the pure state of the world at its first opening.

"Man-eating demon-beasts do die. Why won't you believe it?"

Jiang Ding's expression was flat as he gazed at the zhang-long fox-demon corpse before him. "The human race of this world is no weakling—we hold dominion over the four seas. What gave your kind the delusion that you could so brazenly farm humans as livestock and food?"

"A mere three-tailed fox clan? Do you qualify?"

"Ridiculous."

Clang-clang!

The Taiqing flying sword circled around him, leaping about cheerfully, its blue-gold sword body gradually dimming until it became a pure, deep azure.

Stripping out the storage artifacts,

he collected the fox-demon's corpse.

The shattered fragments of the top-grade magic treasure, the Mount Tu Jade Seal, gathered together and were collected.

"Just how many man-eating demon-beasts must I kill, how many demonic cultivators must I slay—"

Jiang Ding thought of many things and sighed softly. "—before every human and living being in this world understands that using humans as cultivation material and food is not acceptable?"

"Perhaps, once you're all dead, that will do."

A grey-blue streak of escape-light headed back toward the horizon, its color and aura gradually shifting.

Not long after,

Boom!

A blazing golden great sun descended upon the battlefield, where the fighting still raged on without end. Its terrifying aura—scorching, razor-sharp, annihilating—spread in every direction, startling everyone into looking this way.

"Fellow Daoist Tiankuang, destroy yourself."

Jiang Ding glanced at the battlefield and said coldly.

"I shall absolve you of the sins of your past, cultivating with human lives."

Daoist Tiankuang had been besieged by Mu Mu Tianxue, Zhou Zhou Sanyan, and the white-browed old cultivator until he was in a wretched state. Another deep wound now gaped across his chest, its bloody light faintly flickering—clearly left by the Blood-Dissolving Divine Saber.

The three-legged bronze-armored war chariot was covered in dense blade marks and dents, its spiritual light dim.

Of the three rune-carved golden spears fused with the chariot, two had vanished at some unknown point, leaving only one barely holding on.

His overall aura had plummeted compared to before.

A touch regrettable.

"That fast?!"

"Princess Princess Chiyan is dead?"

Mu Mu Tianxue and the white-browed old cultivator were shaken.

After the previous battle, Princess Princess Chiyan the Fox King had unmistakably displayed the strength of Jin Dan Chu Qi. Not much time had passed, her cultivation had not been worn down or drained, and she wielded a demon kingdom's inherited treasure—her strength was no less than theirs.

"Dari Sect?"

Daoist Tiankuang's reaction was entirely different. His body trembled violently, and terror flashed in his eyes. "How could you possibly appear here? This is the Zhengmo Alliance's rear!"

"The Great Sun?"

Mu Mu Tianxue and the white-browed old cultivator started in shock, looking toward the youth within the great sun's radiance.

Ordinary features, cold eyes.

The other absurd suspicion in their hearts was immediately suppressed; no other thoughts remained.

Of course.

Besides Dari Sect, what other sect could, at Jin Dan Chu Qi, slaughter a Jin Dan Chu Qi cultivator—and make it look effortless?

"Nonsense."

Jiang Ding frowned.

Boom!

In the sky, a great sun sword-wheel descended from above, its terrifying aura of annihilation spreading in all directions.

"Run!"

Daoist Tiankuang, however, completely broke down—lost his reason, utterly without the will to fight. He transformed into a streak of blood-light and fled into the distance.

Boom!

In an instant he was struck by the great sun sword-wheel, his body reduced to ash and dust.

A Jin Dan riddled with cracks and his spirit soul, however, were preserved and collected by the great sun sword-light.

(End of chapter)