Chapter 952: Those Without Manners Must Die

Sword after sword descended, the great sun detonated, the great snow mountain collapsed, ten-thousand-year ice layers melted, gathering into rivers that flowed in all directions.

The three Canghai Tianjun kept retreating under the Taiqing Flying Sword, kept retreating, until at last the icy claws and sharp beaks went numb and weak, the Incense Divine Guards and Hundred-Poison Golden Silk Gu fell one after another beneath the sword light, losing their vitality, their numbers dwindling without cease.

The situation sank slowly but inexorably into the abyss, and a faint fear began to arise in the hearts of Friend Friend Baizu and the others.

"Three Daoist friends, is that all you have?"

Jiang Ding asked amiably, "If that is all you have, then you are about to die. What a pity."

"Alas, you all have run amok in the mortal world for many years, harming at least hundreds of millions of human lives. Today may well be the hour of karmic retribution."

"This sovereign, as a virtuous and righteous gentleman, is willing to act on Heaven's behalf and return a bright, clear universe to Heaven and Earth."

He said with regret.

"Master Tushan!"

"You sanctimonious mongrel bastard!"

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan's gaze was icy as she burst into furious cursing: "You wantonly slaughter my demon race, violating the natural order, the freedom of all beings to flourish and multiply."

"Heaven shall surely cut you off, Earth shall surely cast you away!"

"Heaven and Earth are not the Heaven and Earth of the human race, but the Heaven and Earth of all races under heaven, of every living thing."

"You have already been abandoned by Heaven and Earth!"

"Under the pull of karma, you shall surely die a terrible death, and never be reborn for all eternity!"

"Hm?"

"Mongrel bastard?"

Jiang Ding's face chilled.

He asked himself: from beginning to end, he had been nothing but courteous, strictly following the etiquette taught by his elders; even when about to beat someone to death, he had never uttered a single obscenity, not a single filthy word.

Utterly obedient and adorable.

What had his courtesy, his kindness, earned him in return?

It had earned him utterly uncouth abuse from others!

"Daoist friend Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan, you truly are a mad, cannibalistic demon of the demon race."

"The kind beyond saving."

Jiang Ding sighed, not bothering to argue.

He was exceedingly magnanimous, a model citizen of the immortal sects, courteous and decorous from beginning to end.

Bzzt—

Bzzt-bzzt—

Boundless, measureless electromagnetic threads appeared between Heaven and Earth; hundreds of millions of electromagnetic threads encircled the magnetic field, centered on the blue-clad youth. Within a thousand li, the invisible magnetic field of Heaven and Earth suddenly revealed its true azure trajectories, and a brand-new center appeared in the magnetic field of the Minor Thousand Worlds.

Centered on the blue-clad youth—the center of the Electromagnetic Canghai Tianjun!

Between Heaven and Earth, the crackling of electric currents rose and fell in waves; all manner of electromagnetic force suddenly intensified hundreds, thousands of times. Earth, sky, countless clods of dirt, water droplets, metal—all floated suspended between Heaven and Earth, revolving around the magnetic field without

ceasing; any force within the magnetic field could easily pierce through a Jin Dan cultivator.

A terrifying pressure was born between Heaven and Earth.

Every cultivator, every Canghai Tianjun felt a chill in their heart.

"The Yuan-Ci Dao of the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect…"

Xi Ping'an's heart trembled.

He recognized at a glance the style of the Sword Pavilion's mortal enemy; though it had changed greatly over several thousand years, the fundamental approach of the Gong Fa remained exactly the same.

"Fellow Daoists, and especially the utterly discourteous Daoist friend Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan,"

"Behold this sovereign's sword strike!"

Jiang Ding looked toward Master Dinghai Zhenjun Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan and swung a sword down.

Boom!

Within a magnetic field domain over a thousand kilometers across, countless electromagnetic thread coils suddenly blazed, forming a heaven-piercing, earth-shattering electromagnetic cannon rail, divided into yin and yang poles.

It further activated the Yin-Yang Magnetic Pole Divine Light, already fused as one with the Taiqing Flying Sword, transforming into a dazzling, brilliant sword radiance.

Amid the endless radiance of the magnetic field and currents of Heaven and Earth, the Taiqing Flying Sword split into three and vanished.

"Bastard!"

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan's heart turned cold as she cursed in fury.

She could clearly sense that this sword strike was at least several times stronger than before; the battlefield had in an instant shifted from mutual stalemate to the brutal, life-and-death savagery of close combat.

That electromagnetic sword light arrived in an instant, invisible yet icy cold, its aura and pressure blanketing the sky, chilling and bone-deep.

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan's divine soul was trembling.

If this sword strike could not be blocked, she would die!

"Kill!"

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan let out a piercing shriek.

All the magic power in her body surged into the resplendent ice-crystal phoenix crown atop her head, causing it to blaze with sudden radiance; the light of her thousand-li snow domain gathered entirely upon it.

Everything gathered into a spiraling beam of ice-and-snow radiance, which shot toward the sword light whose position she had barely detected beneath the shadow of life and death.

Ice Heaven Ice Soul Divine Light!

This was the core innate divine ability of the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng clan; it was said that wherever its divine light shone, Heaven and Earth, all things, time, and space would be utterly frozen, the rivers of stars in the universe brought to a halt, every tangible and intangible thing solidified forever, never to awaken again, becoming lifeless ice sculptures.

Legend had it that the custom of the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng clan was to use the Ice Heaven Ice Soul Divine Light to freeze their mortal enemies, display them in their nests as decorations, and showcase their glorious achievements.

The more powerful the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng, the more ice sculptures in its nest—frozen within, their divine souls never to be reborn for all eternity.

"Die!"

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan's gaze locked dead onto a point in the void.

From the ice-crystal phoenix crown atop her head, a hazy ice-white light shone down, flashing and vanishing in an instant.

Crack!

Under one sweep of the Ice Heaven Ice Soul Divine Light, a terrifying change occurred in an instant.

Taking the

single point that Bing Yuan Tian Jun's phoenix eyes had fixed upon as the center, within a range of dozens of kilometers, the wind, the clouds, sword qi, sword intent, and the golden threads of karma all underwent a kind of terrifying solidification and freezing, unable to stir even a fraction further.

Even at the microscopic particle level, the motion of particles was drastically reduced, nearly coming to a halt.

Everything had frozen solid!

In the end, a block of ice composed of Myriad Age Profound Ice even appeared, freezing a region of dozens of kilometers, bearing a striking resemblance to the lofty peaks of the Great Snow Mountain Holy Land.

"How about it…"

Bing Yuan Tian Jun stared fixedly at the center of the dozens-of-kilometers ice block.

At the very deepest core of the Myriad Age Profound Ice, a faint blue sword-shadow slowly took on form, gradually acquiring a substance like flowing light, no longer formless and intangible.

"It's done…"

A smile began to bloom at the corners of Bing Yuan Tian Jun's mouth.

The Ice Heaven Ice Soul Divine Light, in the memories of generations of Ice Phoenixes, had always only ever been dodged, blocked, or had its target lost.

There had never been a person or treasure that, once frozen, could still escape.

Never!

Once illuminated, one was certain to die, becoming another collection in the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng clan's nest, another standing ice sculpture, symbolizing the glorious feats of generations of Ice Phoenixes.

"Hahaha!"

"Tushan, you mongrel bastard…"

Bing Yuan Tian Jun laughed wildly, laughed madly, freed from the crushing pressure, waving her arms and stamping her feet.

Then, her expression froze.

Crack!

A crack appeared in the dozens-of-kilometers ice block, at the very center, the most solid position.

Crack, crack…

The cracks in the ice block rapidly expanded, instantly spreading across the entire block, forming a dense web of fissures.

Boom!

The ice block exploded with a roar; a streak of golden light, deep blue threaded with golden filaments, accompanied by an all-out electromagnetic storm, came raging in, carrying within it a Great Sun Destruction Sword Intent whose killing will surged to the heavens!

"Impossible!"

Bing Yuan Tian Jun roared.

This violated the common sense in the bloodline memories of generations of Ice Phoenixes!

Yet the cold sword-light did not slow in the slightest because of her words, arriving in an instant.

"No!"

Bing Yuan Tian Jun bellowed; at this life-or-death moment, she frantically beat her wings, barely managing to shift one step to the side.

Whoosh!

The Taiqing Flying Sword pierced straight through her wing and vanished without a trace.

Bing Yuan Tian Jun only felt a slight chill in her left wing.

"Ah!"

She screamed, crying out in unending pain.

Looking again, accompanied by a heart-piercing agony, one resplendent ice-crystal wing slowly separated from her shoulder, severed clean at the joint, and fell toward the earth trailing fresh blood of an icy-blood hue.