Chapter 968: Slaying Bai Zu Tian Jun

Under a single sword,

the blazing sun surged upward, and the sky-full of golden-thread hundred-poison gu insects exploded apart.

There were also many formless, intangible gu insects lurking in the shadows of space, carrying the stench of countless curses, slinking in to kill — steeped in the gu path's "treachery," "strangeness," and "concealment," the work of a veteran, a grandmaster-level figure.

Yet when the sky-full of Great Sun Destruction sword qi came sweeping down to kill, and sword intent pressed down to suppress, every trick of every demon and monster had to despair.

Countless gu insects turned to ash and scattered across the sky, utterly without effect.

"Friend Friend Baizu, you're a bit weak."

Jiang Ding sighed.

Boom!

Within the thousand-li Great Sun Destruction Sword Domain, another resplendent great sun rose into the sky, hung high, then plummeted like a meteor, locked onto the centipede's core — magnificent and blazing, open and aboveboard, bearing terrifying destructive heat as it thundered down to kill.

It's telling you,

I've come, and you're going to die.

Do you submit or not?

If you don't submit, then die!

The very same sword, from beginning to end the very same sword, unchanged in any way, bearing a clear and icy aura of death descended from the heavens, wrapping around the entire primordial spirit of the Centipede Daoist — as if plunged into an icy abyss, frozen solid.

"Master Tushan, you deserve to die!"

Bai Zu Tian Jun roared.

His eyes had gone blood-red; he could no longer keep his Dao heart steady and calm.

In the face of life and death, how many heroes and peerless prodigies through the ages have failed to see through — he too could not.

All the more so to die in such humiliation, such helplessness.

Those glorious years of old, roaming the Southern Border, repeatedly slaying strong enemies of both the human and demon races, seemed to have long since faded away — mere bubbles of fantasy, never truly existing.

A perfectly ordinary sword, and he had already clearly foreseen death.

So clear, so fragile.

"Roar!"

"Kill!"

Bai Zu Tian Jun bellowed, his voice shaking ten thousand li.

His mouth opened, then opened again, swelling instantly several hundred times larger — vast as a hill, with fangs, drool, the texture of the oral cavity, and venom glands all clearly visible. From afar it looked like a flesh-and-blood cave of green-gold hue, endlessly spewing poisonous mist outward.

Rustle, rustle…

More than two million hundred-poison golden-thread gu insects shrieked as if mad, streaming like a long river into his mouth, into his flesh and blood, his bones, his skin.

The gu insects showed on the surface; bump after bump appeared on Bai Zu Tian Jun's skin and cheeks, densely packed, still writhing frantically.

In the end, the skin over his body simply burst open with force, foul-smelling, violently poisonous pus and serous fluid splashing in all directions, revealing patch after patch of gold-green scales that glittered in the sunlight with an eerie gleam.

Bai Zu Tian Jun's body swelled and swelled without cease.

At last, he actually transformed into a hundred-meter-tall giant covered entirely in gold-green insect-shaped scales.

His body burned hot as a furnace; his qi and blood alone dispersed the surrounding Great Sun Destruction Sword Domain for several kilometers, and with every gesture the void shattered, sending up ring after ring of ripples.

"Master Tushan!"

"Behold this old man's Hundred-Poison True Gu Body!!"

Bai Zu Tian Jun roared.

The gold-green insect armor across his entire body flashed with light in sequence — from the tips of his toes to his torso, then his whole body — until finally all the radiance gathered entirely into his fist.

He dropped into a bow stance and threw a punch, blasting toward the blue-clothed youth in the distance; his entire figure shattered through space and vanished along with it.

This insect body of his was even more fearsome than a Primordial Spirit treasure!

"The path of body cultivation?"

Jiang Ding remarked with great interest.

This Bai Zu Tian Jun truly was a strange talent.

Unlike Master Dinghai Zhenjun Master Dinghai Zhenjun Bingyuan, who relied entirely on bloodline, he seemed to have been born of insufficiently noble bloodline — never touched by a high-grade bloodline like the phoenix — and his path had not been so smooth. Thus, combining many inheritances from both the human and demon races, he had developed all manner of strange things on his own.

The gu insects were so; this Hundred-Poison True Gu Body was likewise.

"Your body-cultivation path that borrows the power of gu insects is indeed a stroke of ingenious imagination."

Jiang Ding praised: "You lad, born of the centipede clan — you're wasted there. If you were among the human race, you ought to have gone even further; it's your bloodline that has limited you…"

Boom!

Space shattered!

The gold-green insect-armored giant broke through space and slammed into the blue-clothed youth, blasting him along with several kilometers of surrounding space into a cloud of blood mist — fresh blood spraying everywhere, along with bone shards, fragments of internal organs, bits of hair… everything a person has was there.

"Dead…"

An uncontrollable flicker of excitement rose in Bai Zu Tian Jun's heart.

Whoosh!

A blazing great sun, unaffected by the target that had pierced through space, had long since locked firmly onto the centipede's primordial spirit, and came thundering down to kill bearing dazzling, scorching radiance.

Hundreds of millions of sword-lights erupted together with the will of forbidden arts, destruction, and annihilation, slamming into the back of Bai Zu Tian Jun, who had just thrown a punch and was fractionally slow to react.

Boom!

"Pfft!"

Bai Zu Tian Jun was caught by the blazing sun's ambush strike on his back; in an instant his insect armor shattered, his flesh turned to ash, and he vomited great mouthfuls of blood as he was sent flying forward.

His figure staggered unsteadily across the sky, his aura plummeting sharply.

When the spiritual light dispersed somewhat, he looked closely.

On the back of the hundred-meter gold-green insect-armored giant, a perfectly regular circular crater had been blasted out by the blazing sun — smooth as glass. Within the crater, the gold-green insect armor, the flesh, and even the sturdiest bone had all turned to ash; only a thin layer of flesh remained at the chest, translucent enough to let light through.

of that kind.

This sword strike,

came just a hair's breadth from blasting him through from front to back!

Actually, it is nearly the same now; only a thin layer of insect carapace on his chest, mixed with a few strands of flesh and blood, remains. Were it not for the tenacious life force innate to insect-type demonic beasts, his corpse could already be collected.

"Ah!"

"You despicable bastard!"

Friend Friend Baizu Canghai Tianjun raged in fury, hatred driving him to madness.

With such an overwhelming advantage, the opponent still dared to launch a sneak attack, refusing to face him head-on!

There is absolutely no self-respect in the Immortal Dao or the Sword Dao.

Utterly despicable!

Utterly shameless!

"Daoist friend, this is not despicable."

"This is the art of war."

In another void, Jiang Ding's figure reappeared; at the same time, the fragments of flesh and blood at his original location turned into spiritual light and vanished.

"Never mind, even if I told you, you wouldn't understand."

"Daoist friend Friend Baizu, may you have a safe journey."

Boom!

Jiang Ding struck down with another sword.

A brilliant blazing sun formed within the Thousand-Mile Annihilation Sword Domain; another sword, devoid of any trickery, fell, suppressing the golden-green insect-armored giant whose aura had plummeted drastically.

This is the most basic sword strike, one honed over several centuries.

"Again this same sword strike; can you not change it up?"

"Master Tushan, you damned bastard."

Friend Friend Baizu Canghai Tianjun let out a bitter laugh.

Hum!

He ignited his demonic core, ignited his innate vital blood.

On the hundred-meter insect body, a golden-green flame appeared starting from the forehead, rapidly spreading to the entire body, setting the whole form ablaze as countless white ashes rained down.

Everything, in the end, transformed into a brilliantly burning bright flame, a flame born from the final life of a Canghai Tianjun, illuminating tens of thousands of li.

Bang!

This golden-green poisonous flame collapsed, turning once more into millions of gu insects. Of an eerie green hue, formless and intangible, they pierced through a thousand li of space in an instant, arriving before Jiang Ding, entering his sight; everything happened in an instant, arriving in the blink of an eye, leaving absolutely no time to react.

"A soul attack?"

Jiang Ding was very calm.

Clang!

The Taqing Flying Sword instantly appeared before him; with the Great Sun Annihilation Sword Intent, he struck out. Horizontal and vertical, devoid of any trickery or variation, he slashed a straight sword strike; similarly, the blazing sun annihilation phenomenon rose up, the will of the Blazing Sun Sword Dao.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion's foundation for standing is the Taqing Divine Iron, it is the Sword Intent!

So-called techniques that are bizarre and strange, catching one off guard, extremely perilous, soul attacks, gu insect attacks, curse technique attacks, and so on; these unconventional methods of attack hold no merit whatsoever for someone possessing the complete inheritance of an Immortal Sect.

The ancestors have already thoroughly researched these trickery tactics and passed them down.

To defeat someone of Immortal Sect origin, only a righteous, overwhelming display of strength can succeed; there is no other way.

Boom!

The sword- Dao phenomenon formed by the Taqing Flying Sword swept across!

Sizzle...

Friend Friend Baizu Canghai Tianjun's soul attack, formed by burning everything to create the Hundred-Poison Golden-Thread Gu, turned into a wisp of green smoke, vanishing into thin air, unable to cause any effect.

"Daoist friend Friend Baizu, I am disappointed."

Jiang Ding casually slashed out a sword.

Sword light cut through the distant void, landing on one hundred and twenty-seven empty spaces; among them, centipede split-souls the size of a thumb stood stiff and motionless.

"To fight for one's life, one must go all out, seeking life after placing oneself in a position of certain death."

"What you are doing is wrong."

Jiang Ding was somewhat angry, but his expression soon softened.

"However, you need not worry; go in peace. I will correct all your mistakes for you."

Blue-gold sword marks appeared on the one hundred and twenty-seven centipede split-souls, cleaving them in two and utterly annihilating them into ash.

Friend Friend Baizu Canghai Tianjun's last spark of life vanished.

A Canghai Tianjun who had dominated the Southern Border for ten thousand years perished here and now.