Chapter 854: Beheading Two Emperor's Sons

Within the mournful and formless sword light, the two Horned Demon Emperor's sons of the Ming Yu clan felt their hearts and livers about to split.

They wanted to flee, yet discovered that the strongest escape treasure in their hands, the Void Cloud Scarf forged by the clan's Imperial Artisans, had already been damaged by a single sword strike from the opponent within the Yin-Yang Void Realm environment.

Flee?

Nowhere to flee to!

"Kill!"

The Ming Yu Emperor's son roared in despair.

She burned her bloodline; bloodlight illuminated all directions, and the ten-zhang space suddenly expanded to a hundred zhang, with a scarlet hue like fresh blood floating within it.

Thirty-six pitch-black rings, stained with fresh color and adding a tragic flavor, formed a net of thirty-six rings that wrapped the hundred-zhang crimson space and surged toward the position sensed by the body-refining instinct beneath the sky of life and death.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The mournful sword light descended in an instant.

Boom!

Only the earth-shattering roar was heard; the hundred-zhang space dyed red by blood appeared with dense cracks, and the net of thirty treasure rings stained with blood instantly dimmed.

In the next instant, it would collapse!

They were not even a match for a single exchange.

"Kill!"

At the critical moment, the Great Sword Emperor's son arrived to kill.

He burned the Imperial clan's bloodline, and the blood qi smoke pillar shot straight to the sky.

Shouldering the Great Sword burning with blood flames, he advanced with a boom through a hundred-zhang chaotic space; force penetrated straight to the sword tip, condensed into a single point, and met that terrifying sword light in a cleaving strike.

Boom!

"Pfft!"

The two Horned Demon Emperor's sons, as if struck by lightning, spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

Their hundred-zhang-tall bodies retreated violently backward; many of the scales on their bodies shattered, turning to powder and scattering in the wind, revealing black-brown skin.

The hundred-zhang chaotic space surrounding them dimmed without light, the nascent spiritual light of the Imperial Weapon faded, and their aura plummeted.

Even working together, even burning their bloodline to fight for their lives, they could only achieve this much!

"Two of you, receive another sword strike from me."

Jiang Ding's reaction was calm.

Within Dai Sen's Sun Sword Domain, the super-battleship Great Sun roared, and another sword strike blasted forth, like the rising sun falling.

For him, this was merely an ordinary sword strike.

No precious blood was burned, no magic power was burned; it was simply a sword strike cut down.

If one sword is not enough, then strike again.

"No!"

The Ming Yu Emperor's son was greatly terrified.

Beneath this sword strike, she clearly felt the cold death, flooding over her like a tide, leaving not a single crack.

This feeling was so strange.

She was a born noble, the daughter of an Emperor, and her path of growth was a path of crushing peers and even higher-rank clansmen and other races; even when facing fellow Emperor's sons in sparring, she rarely failed and had never suffered any major setback.

She had thought that even facing life and death, she would fear nothing, and that a proud Imperial daughter could face life and death calmly.

However, when life and death truly descended.

She discovered she was wrong; this aura of death was so suffocating, so chilling, so powerless, so terrifying.

"Kill! Kill, kill, kill!"

"Horned Demon Imperial Clan, Supreme of the Realms, cut down all enemies!"

In comparison, the Great Sword Emperor's son was even more fearless; he roared, burning his bloodline, and further burning his flesh and bones, to the extent that even the hundred-zhang chaotic space was burning.

All of it surged into the single horn on his brow, making it hum, with blood-red and black light interwoven, dazzlingly brilliant.

These two interwoven lights emitted a terrifying aura that chilled the bones, even containing a trace of unknown power; Jin Dan and even Nascent Soul cultivators suffered soul confusion, experiencing a brief blankness, unable to think.

"This..."

"Not good!"

Jiang Ding's expression changed, feeling as if his boat were about to capsize.

This unknown power, he had experienced before!

Before capturing Yu Yu Qianzi, he had encountered the methods of a Refining Void Great Power; he had witnessed the Refining Void battlefield in the Fire Spirit Realm, where Refining Void Great Powers and the Tianshang Track Troops of the Immortal Sects were entangled... all of this left a deep impression on him.

Now!

A mere Jin Dan peak cultivator, a so-called Emperor's son relying only on bloodline, was displaying even a trace of this power right before his eyes!

Indeed, unknown Immortal Dao civilizations must not be underestimated; who knows when a ruthless one might appear.

"However, it is nothing!"

"This power is not weak, but you are too weak!"

Jiang Ding said in a low voice.

His killing intent raged; all his magic power exploded outward, surging entirely into the Tai Qing Flying Sword and into the super-battleship Great Sun.

Boom!

The heavens and earth suddenly plunged into utter darkness.

Immediately, one thousand and twenty-four Dai Sen Sun Beams propelled the Tai Qing Flying Sword, brilliantly dazzling, and slashed directly at the black and red lights detaching from the Great Sword Emperor's son's single horn.

No matter what unknown it is!

No matter what Refining Void power it is!

I only need one sword strike to cut you down. If you can take it head-on and break me, then you may call yourself strong.

Defeated, dead — what of it?

A black-and-red entwined light, born from the Great Sword Imperial Son burning everything he had, burst forth through the horned demon race's most vital unicorn horn, carrying an unknown power, shooting straight toward Jiang Ding's divine soul core.

And the Taiqing Flying Sword, equally refusing to dodge, trailing one thousand and twenty-four Dai Sen solar light beams, like the gauze robes of a Great Sun Sovereign, slashed down head-on.

The two lights met in the span of a breath!

Whoosh!

The Taiqing Flying Sword, having unleashed all its power, sliced straight through the black-and-red light, shattering everything!

Not the slightest resistance.

No wild, earth-shaking explosion as one might imagine.

It simply met it, crushed it, ground it down, then swept on through — like a war chariot running into a flying mosquito, a brief coolness, and then nothing.

"You dare?"

Jiang Ding froze for a beat, then erupted in fury.

"How dare you?!"

"Ah!"

Whoosh!

The Taiqing Flying Sword shattered the black-and-red profound light, pierced into the Great Sword Imperial Son's skull, and turned him into a rain of blood that sprayed in all directions, like falling meteors.

"Show without substance — it was show without substance after all…"

Jiang Ding roared.

The killing intent welling up in his heart had, for the moment, no target to pour itself into. It drifted, empty, rising and falling on the lake of his mind, growing ever wilder and hotter.

The Great Sword Imperial Son had burned everything he had, and the unknown power produced through his race's proudest unicorn horn turned out to be nothing but an illusion — it had never truly been able to bear even a sliver of Void Refinement power.

In the end, he was simply too weak!

"Kill!"

"Burn…"

The Dark Desire Imperial Son, seeing his companion die one after another, finally cast aside all the fear in his heart. Blood flames erupted from his whole body, and he too burned everything, surging toward the unicorn horn on his brow — that unknown, illusory power was born once again.

"You're too slow!"

"Too slow, too weak!"

Jiang Ding raged.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword sang softly.

After slaying the Great Sword Imperial Son, her speed had not slowed in the slightest, dragging one thousand and twenty-four Dai Sen solar light beams behind her — her speed was terrifying to the extreme.

Law-annihilation, law-prohibition, the will to destroy filled the world between heaven and earth.

Wherever the sword-light saw, there it arrived — no process in between.

Whoosh!

The Taiqing Flying Sword pierced straight through the brow of the Dark Desire Imperial Son, who was in the midst of burning everything.

"I…"

The Dark Desire Imperial Son's body went rigid.

The spiritual light in her starry eyes went dead; the qi and blood of her body, which had been burning everything, collapsed and scattered, never to gather again.

Her body fell, crashing onto the void — yet it did not burst apart into a shower of flesh and blood.

"One isn't enough."

"Two is the safe number — to make sure the Immortal Gate can obtain information on the other realm."

"I'm truly too kind, too kind!"

The blood-red in Jiang Ding's eyes grew ever deeper, showing no sign of fading, as he growled low.

His body merged with the sword-light, tearing through space, carrying towering killing intent as he charged toward the four Imperial Sons in the distance, vanishing from this place in the span of a breath.

(End of this chapter)

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