Chapter 736: Defection (10600 Supplement)

"Die!"

Yuxiao Jushi's Spirit Severing level Dharma Power surged forth, making the flood dragons upon the Nine Dragon Guillotine appear as if they had come to life, emitting bursts of dragon roars.

It was just that this Immortal Artifact was dilapidated, and in the end, only six flood dragons awakened; the colorful flood dragons coiled around the blade body, radiating terrifying fluctuations!

At the same time, the Immortal Purifying Fire continued to descend, burning an opening in the Black Jade Seal's defense.

Yuxiao Jushi pointed at the Nine Dragon Guillotine without hesitation: "Go!"

The great blade, coiled by the six dragons, let out a boom and, as if acting on behalf of Heaven to mete out punishment, descended thunderously toward Aaron!

Roar! Roar!

"Hehe..."

A figure emerged, and it was none other than Yuxiao Jushi, draped in a blood robe with a weird and cold expression!

"What is so bad about becoming a Ghost Cultivator?"

"Yuxiao Jushi, you actually betrayed the Taoism of Immortals!"

Spirit Treasure—Invisible Sword!

"Congratulations to the Ancestor for exterminating the great enemy!"

"Heiyan Wang... God of Gu... Beiling Zun... strike quickly!"

"The Ancestor's insight is profound; we actually also wanted to let this person forcibly undergo Ascension to test the Upper Realm..."

Those wisps of flesh and blood suddenly exploded, turning into a sea of blood.

Xue Wuyou was overjoyed and, leading a group of Nascent Soul Elders, was about to leave the Array Formation to welcome them.

Splash!

The boundless sea stirred up ten thousand acres of waves, from which a thousand-foot-long black flood dragon emerged.

"Raising a cup to invite the bright moon, drinking together makes three!"

"This is only natural... You have practiced the Blood Demon Sutra until your brain is stupid... Why would we want to be enemies with the Ancestor?"

His expression changed violently, and his head of black hair also began to turn snow-white...

Crossing the original Central Region continent and heading all the way east, one arrives at the boundless sea—the East Sea!

Above the East Sea, islands are scattered like stars, among which there is no lack of those with excellent Spirit Veins, gradually forming a brand-new Immortal Cultivation World—the Donghai Xiuxianjie!

At this time, that black dragon, the golden silkworm... all transformed into human forms and, along with the other two newly appeared human Spirit Severing cultivators, bowed to Aaron.

"It's useless..."

Fifth-rank Monster Beast—Spirit Severing Black Flood Dragon!

And in the southeast direction of the Great Array, a Six-Winged Golden Silkworm emerged, its head bearing a human face, filled with murderous aura; it flew without a trace and slammed fiercely into the blood light.

Just at this moment, in the void behind him, a shadowless and invisible Sword Qi descended!

Before Yuxiao Jushi's voice had even faded, the wound on his chest began to burn with black and gray flames.

"Ang!"

The North Plains Spirit Severing cultivator Beiling Zun was a giant like a god of the giants; he opened his mouth and said: "If the Immortal path is truly severed, we can only think of other ways... I wonder what decision the Ancestor has?"

There was a sword hole in Yuxiao Jushi's chest, the interior was empty, and one could see countless wriggling Shadows of blood: "The Blood Sea does not dry, the Blood Demon does not die! Old Ghost Fang, even though your cultivation is profound, you absolutely cannot kill me!"

"Idiot!"

He looked into mid-air at the flesh and blood fragments that Yuxiao Jushi had turned into, a look of realization appearing on his face: "No wonder you dared to come and invade my Yaowang Sect; so you are not only a Taoism of Immortals Spirit Severing cultivator, but also a Ghost Cultivator Dao Transformation Dao Lord!"

Many cultivators changed color one after another, as if their scars had been ripped open, recalling various painful descriptions in ancient books.

Aaron stretched his limbs, a trace of a smile appearing on his face: "It's alright... However, you all deliberately let this person find and practice the Blood Demon Sutra; I fear your intention wasn't just to let me have some fun, right?"

"Pursue!"

Aaron waved his hand with an indifferent expression.

Looking at the Flying Hooks that turned from one into two, two into four... until they were endless, Yuxiao Jushi's expression was extremely ugly.

The black-robed cultivator transformed from the old black dragon said fawningly to Aaron.

"Hmm... forget it..."

Aaron pinched a seal with both hands, and the Invisible Sword, carrying the Demon fire capable of devouring longevity, quickly passed through that sea of blood.

The Invisible Sword hid in the formless, suddenly emerged, and stabbed Yuxiao Jushi with a sword.

Aaron patted Xiaoqing beneath him.

"Immortal Artifact! A complete Immortal Artifact!"

Immortal Artifact—Inviting Moon Hook!

Suddenly!

Aaron muttered a complaint in his heart and raised a finger.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

"It is the Taiqing Formless Sword Art!"

Within the Array Formation, inside the sea of blood, came Yuxiao Jushi's frantic roar.

"Spirituality between Heaven and Earth is declining, and the power of Ghost Cultivator techniques is greatly reduced; this is the reason for the decline of Ghost Cultivators!"

"Very good!"

Shen Wanshui cheered: "It is truly our honor that the Ancestor can use the unique skills of our Sword Hall..."

But at this time, Aaron sent a voice transmission: "Yaowang Sect cultivators are not allowed to go out!"

Well, after ten thousand years, even the Ten Great Halls have almost forgotten their origins and have completely integrated into the Yaowang Sect.

Aaron took out a wine pot and a wine cup and poured himself a cup of wine: "Ten-thousand-year-old vintage, truly a good taste..."

Tiny sword holes suddenly appeared one after another on Yuxiao Jushi's body; he shrieked and turned into a streak of blood light, disappearing into the horizon at a speed far exceeding that of an ordinary Spirit Severing cultivator.

"Do you still think this is the time when the Blood Moon descends?"

"Ah... Black Dragon, Gu God... you set me up?"

"No!"

And is it strange for a Supreme Elder of the Yaowang Sect to know the unique skills of the Sword Hall?

"This is your business; don't worry about me."

The blood-colored light retracted, revealing Yuxiao Jushi within. He transmitted his voice loudly, seemingly intentionally letting Aaron behind him hear: "You all set up the Array Formation here; if we join forces, we will surely destroy that old ghost Fang!"

He sneered: "The path to immortality is severed. If one does not become a Ghost Cultivator, how can one achieve Ascension? I spent two hundred years in the ruins of the Black Demon Abyss before finally finding the inheritance of the Blood Demon Situ Yin from back then and cultivating the Blood Demon Sutra. In the future, when you all have turned into withered bones, I, your Ancestor, will still be in my prime, ascending to the upper realm of the Blood Moon..."

Yuxiao Jushi let out a miserable scream and was struck into the Array Formation.

Xue Wuyou said sternly: "From this day on, there will be no place for you in the Immortal Cultivation World!"

Even the defense of a Spirit Severing cultivator was like paper before this sword; it pierced through with a single touch!

Pfft!

The speed of this sword's escape technique is unparalleled in the world, and it is also peerlessly sharp.

The black flood dragon let out a roar, and boundless blue waves surged into the sky, transforming into a Great Array.

"Ghost Cultivator?"

Without even a trace of Sword Light, in complete silence, Yuxiao Jushi's head fell off, and even the Nascent Soul within his body was pierced!

Xiaoqing transformed into a streak of cyan escape light, pursuing unhurriedly.

The Gu God smiled and said: "We were just feeling that the Ancestor had been sitting in meditation for too long and it was dull, so we went to provide the Ancestor with some amusement... and you are that amusement."

"What?"

The cultivators who had seen the envoy from the Immortal Realm wield the Moon-Inviting Hook back then were all dead, so at this moment, no one could recognize the origin of this Immortal Treasure.

A streak of blood-colored light tore through the air, emitting a sharp hiss.

"What should I do if my dog wants to bite me? Waiting online, it's quite urgent..."

Amidst the roars of the six dragons, that streak of heavenly blade suddenly stalled... it was forcibly held up by a Flying Hook shaped like a crescent moon.

Within the foul-smelling blood-water, a large number of figures were swimming about.

"I wonder if the Ancestor is satisfied?"

The shores of the East Sea!

He said nothing, fighting while retreating...

Aaron waved his hand and laughed: "What is so good about the Immortal Realm? I, your Ancestor... am reluctant to leave the prosperity of this human world; I still want to stay for another hundred thousand years..."

Hearing this, the four Spirit Severing cultivators all rolled their eyes in secret...

(End of this chapter)