Chapter 950: Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun Expects Nothing from Anyone

The Tianjuns of the North Plains and the Southern Border have all arrived.

They possess sufficient consensus.

In fact, every Canghai Tianjun has a bottom line in their hearts: allowing them to tyrannize their own territories is fine; whether the human race is slaughtered or billions die is of no consequence.

However, once a Canghai Tianjun attempts to unify the entire world, everyone will tacitly join hands to crush this sprout.

Except for those with extremely good luck, any ruler of a Minor Thousand World will suffer such a siege.

"Fellow Daoists, greetings."

Jiang Ding calmly looked toward the two newly appeared Tianjuns.

Xi Ping'an glanced past them, paying them no mind.

His gaze settled on the center surrounded by millions of Hundred-Poison Golden Thread Gu, upon an old Taoist priest with an immortal air and bone-like demeanor.

This Taoist priest held an ancient-looking fly-whisk, presenting the typical image of a high Taoist master.

But beneath the Taoist robe at the priest's waist lay a segmented centipede body, dragging behind him; hundreds of pairs of sharp claws occasionally writhed, while green-golden poison mist spread with the wind, corroding the void with a terrifying hissing sound.

Bai Zu Tian Jun!

The master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect in the Southern Border.

This demon holds no racial stance; within the sect, humans and demons are treated equally, all merely shells for raising Gu insects.

The Hundred-Poison Golden Thread Gu parasitizes the bodies of human and demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, growing and advancing alongside them; it accelerates the host's cultivation speed and becomes a sharp weapon in their magical duels, offering great benefits.

The only price is that when the human or demon cultivator reaches the peak of their potential, passes the midpoint of their lifespan, and is in their prime, the Gu insect that has grown within them for a long time instantly sucks dry the host's entire vital blood, devours the host's divine soul, allowing the Gu insect to advance further and break through once more.

After breaking through, the Gu insect lays some eggs, then returns to the side of Bai Zu Tian Jun.

These millions of Hundred-Poison Golden Thread Gu came about this way; they are said to be unharmed by blades or swords, impervious to fire and water, and immortal and indestructible.

Since ancient times, the lifespan of cultivators in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has often been only half, or even one-third, of cultivators at the same realm; this is the reason.

No matter how much talent, aptitude, or opportunity the cultivators within the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect possess, no one can escape this fate.

The sole exception seems to be Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

"Little beast, I have found you."

"Do you know how much I have missed you..."

At this moment, Bai Zu Tian Jun stared straight at Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun within the Hun Yuan Fa Tian Army formation, revealing a greedy, drooling expression that made the latter shudder, as if recalling some unpleasant memories.

Immediately, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun sneered, looking mockingly at Bai Zu Tian Jun, showing no fear whatsoever.

He formed a silent mouth shape.

'Old, bastard'

"Wicked beast!"

For some reason, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun easily provoked this ancient demon possessing nearly ten thousand years of lifespan.

Bai Zu Tian Jun did not hesitate; he pointed a finger, and countless Hundred-Poison Golden Thread Gu gathered in his fingertip, transforming into a beam of Jin Chong Guang that flashed and vanished.

Golden Thread Poison Finger!

This is a famous divine ability within the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, said to be formless and without substance, like light but not light, impossible to defend against and impossible to escape; with just one glance, an opponent's flesh, blood, and divine soul instantly turn into a mass of rot, beyond the help of even immortals.

This time, it was cast personally by the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect; even a late-stage Soul Transformation cultivator would have their hair stand on end, daring not to take it lightly.

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun's body stiffened.

A strong fear arose in his heart; being within the army formation proved utterly useless.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword and slashed casually.

In the formless void, a burst of sparks flashed past.

The Taiqing Flying Sword rolled back; the so-called formlessness and lack of substance were utterly useless; above and below heaven and earth, form and formless alike, could all be severed by a single sword strike.

Jiang Ding glanced at the sword edge.

Some Hundred-Poison Golden Thread Gu, the size of a thumb, were split in half, falling from the sky; they displayed no ability to be indestructible, and their defense was very fragile.

"You..."

Bai Zu Tian Jun was about to erupt in anger.

Sensing that the Gu insects showed no signs of life, his face instantly stiffened.

"Fellow Daoist Bai Zu,"

"It was you who secretly sabotaged my North Plains, was it not?"

Jiang Ding looked gently at the centipede Taoist before him, seeming to hold no blame.

"Master Tushan, you are indeed not weak."

Bai Zu Tian Jun revealed a look of apprehension, gazing at the young man in green robes before him: "Between us, there are no past grievances, no recent enmity; I have always been kind to others and unwilling to create trouble."

"As long as you hand over this little beast to me, I will turn around and leave, never interfering in the feud between you."

He pointed at Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

"Bai Zu!"

"Are you mad?!"

Before Xi Ping'an could react, Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingyuan Tian Jun flew into a rage, cursing loudly: "Such a sword madman, and you still dare to keep him to grow? Do you dislike dying too slowly, not cruelly enough?"

"You damned old bastard!"

She could feel that what Bai Zu Tian Jun said seemed true.

He truly intended to leave this place, regardless of anything.

This made Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingyuan Tian Jun feel as if she were going mad, a sense of helplessness as if forced to coexist with a group of pigs.

"Fellow Daoist Master Tushan, what is your opinion?"

Ignoring the nearly mad ice phoenix, Bai Zu Tian Jun stared at the young man in green robes not far away: "If you are not at ease, we may sign a Daoist contract."

"Rest assured, I have a history with this... Great Love Young Friend, and will not harm him; on the contrary, I will grant him a tremendous opportunity."

He gave ample face and a way down.

In an instant, everyone turned their heads, looking at Great Love Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

Many eyes flickered, secretly guessing what kind of opportunity he had obtained that caused a Canghai Tianjun renowned throughout the Southern Border to value him so highly, disregarding the risk of putting himself in danger just to capture him and bring him back.

If only I could obtain such an opportunity...

Countless greedy, longing gazes fell upon Great Love Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

Some wore expressions of regret.

A mere Nascent Soul cultivator, exchanged for the stance of a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun, instantly gaining a huge battlefield advantage.

The value between the two was visible even to a blind man; there was no need to consider it at all.

Not to mention, even if there were some opportunity, one could seize it after the battle; it would not delay anything.

Many human Master Dinghai Zhenjun subconsciously adjusted their military formation arrays, trapping the ranks where Great Love Master Dinghai Zhenjun stood to prevent his escape, or to capture him should he flee, thereby establishing a great merit.

The Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun were mostly Supreme Elders of their sects, those in power; they had seen much of this and understood it, feeling no shock whatsoever.

Even the eyes of the Jin Dan and Foundation Establishment cultivators under Great Love Master Dinghai Zhenjun's command became flickering and uncertain; they subconsciously severed the connections of the military array to prevent the other from going desperate and dragging them to their deaths.

In the blink of an eye, Great Love Master Dinghai Zhenjun, who had been protected by layers of military arrays, became all alone.

"Hehe!"

Great Love Master Dinghai Zhenjun let out a cold sneer and stood with his hands in his sleeves.

He felt no anger or rage at the betrayal of the Daoist friends around him, for he had never expected otherwise.

"How about it?"

"Master Tushan Daoist Friend?"

Seeing Great Love Master Dinghai Zhenjun abandoned by all, Friend Friend Baizu felt certain in his heart and asked with a smile.

"How about it?"

"Friend Friend Baizu, please rest assured."

Jiang Ding spoke softly: "You cannot escape; stay here peacefully."

"What?"

Friend Friend Baizu was stunned, doubting his own ears.

Boom!

Within the Great Sun Annihilation Sword Domain, three brilliant Great Suns rose up and crashed down with a rumble, launching attacks against the three Canghai Tianjun simultaneously.

At the same moment, vast waves of Annihilation Sword Qi spread out, sealing off their retreat.