Chapter 404: Kill the Enemy

Bang!

The Five Dragon Pillars and the Infinite Demon Palace are both sixth-rank treasures.

When they collided, the void within a hundred li shattered outright, and boundless void storms emerged, swallowing countless seas.

Shhh!

Amidst the torrential rain and lightning, a brilliant crimson thread of sword light suddenly flared.

It lightly brushed against a fifth-rank soul treasure shield.

The shield was pure white, with a spirit form of a white ape with red eyes engraved upon it—none other than the great demon Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan roared to the heavens, but the sword thread sliced through it; the fifth-rank shield let out a mournful cry and split cleanly in two, its edges perfectly smooth.

The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign recoiled in shock, eyes filled with disbelief: "One sword breaks ten thousand methods… could it be this sharp?"

He now suspected he'd been deceived by the Illusory Immortal Palace—Mingkun the Heavenly Sovereign wasn't just a Nascent Soul beginner, but a Nascent Soul late-stage Heavenly Sovereign!

Yet… even a Nascent Soul late-stage sword cultivator's sword light rarely reaches such ferocity—it's utterly unstoppable!

As he retreated in a streak of light, his garish beggar's robe suddenly flared with spiritual radiance, and countless spells and abilities erupted, converging violently like a river of magic.

The great river roared downward, yet was utterly severed by that single crimson sword thread.

No matter what spell or ability—upon nearing that sword thread, it was as if slashed by a thousand blades, disassembled into the purest, most fundamental celestial qi.

This is "One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Methods!"

The sword thread advanced without the slightest hesitation, reaching the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign's face.

The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign barely had time to react when a silver-glowing talisman leapt from his chest, flashing with silver radiance.

After the blinding light, both the talisman and the crimson sword thread vanished.

"Blocked it!"

The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign's forehead dripped with cold sweat: "That was only one sword! He drew only one sword—and forced me to reveal all my trump cards!"

He suddenly realized that this impulsive decision to harass Mingkun the Heavenly Sovereign was a colossal mistake.

"A sixth-rank survival talisman? You old beggar, you've disappointed me deeply."

Fang Xing held the Broken Iron Sword, his face showing unhidden disappointment: "Is this your strength? You dare come to ambush me? Who gave you the courage?"

"Is this still Nascent Soul beginner level?"

The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign's mind reeled as he saw Fang Xing strike again!

Boom!

In the heavens and earth, a crimson blazing sun rose.

Within the sun, a fire phoenix spread its wings and let out a piercing, soaring cry.

A single sword, radiant and majestic!

Even the outer edges of the True Solar Flame could effortlessly burn a Nascent Soul cultivator's body to ash!

Not to mention the fire phoenix at its center—like the sovereign of all birds, radiating an indescribable sharpness.

This was Fang Xing's modified sword art, derived from the Eighteen Spears of Fiery Flame—the Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix Sword Art!

The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign heard countless bird calls ringing in his ears, his soul beginning to ache.

He was terrified—he knew he was at the brink of life and death.

From his body emerged another identical "Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign," his eyes golden, activating a technique.

Roar! Roar!

A golden talisman appeared, which he slapped onto himself.

This external manifestation grew golden scales, sprouted small dragon horns on its head, transforming into a half-man, half-dragon monster whose power surpassed Nascent Soul late-stage, reaching Nascent Soul peak!

In the Great Sun Immortal Realm, the Dragon King Court once held dominion, producing many fifth-rank dragon beasts.

Later, the Great Sun Palace rose to power, and successive ancestors slew Nascent Soul dragons, accumulating vast reserves related to dragons.

The Five Dragon Pillars were one such treasure; this "Dragon Transformation Talisman" was another.

The Dragon Transformation Talisman is a top-grade fifth-rank talisman, forged from the blood, soul, and skin of a Nascent Soul dragon, enhancing the cultivator's physique and spiritual power…

But its side effects are severe—it easily corrupts the cultivator's bloodline, turning them permanently into a half-demon.

Yet when used with an external manifestation, this problem vanishes.

Roar! Roar!

The half-dragon, half-human external manifestation clasped its hands into seals, and a golden colossal dragon appeared in the void.

Its aura was majestic, scales trembling, one claw reaching toward the crimson blazing sun.

Meanwhile, the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign retreated swiftly.

Clearly, he was sacrificing the pawn to save the king!

Roar! Roar!

Dragon and phoenix clashed—and the outcome was decided instantly.

Boundless True Solar Flame scorched the golden demon dragon's body, burning its scales and bones.

The sword-formed fire phoenix gave a single peck, and the thousand-zhang golden dragon became a long, blazing torch.

Countless crimson sword threads swept past the half-demon external manifestation, striking the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign's true body.

The half-dragon, half-human external manifestation stood frozen, a gentle breeze blowing—then, from his fingertips, he began dissolving into the finest dust.

"What?"

Seeing his external manifestation instantly obliterated, the fire phoenix's aura undiminished, the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign's soul nearly fled his body in terror.

A ruthless expression flashed across his face—he tore off his own right arm, letting blood spray into the void, muttering incantations—the demonic art of Borrowing the Body to Absorb Catastrophe!

Shhh!

Sword light surged, engulfing the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign.

The fire phoenix let out one final cry, then vanished.

Dozens of li away, a flash of blood light appeared—the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign materialized from the void, now in a pitiful state.

He had lost one arm, and his robes were drenched in blood.

He cast a wary glance at Fang Xing, then turned and fled without hesitation.

Clearly, this Nascent Soul Heavenly Sovereign had been stripped of all courage by Fang Xing's two swords—he'd even abandoned the Five Dragon Pillars.

"You're a fool too… running now—isn't it too late?"

Fang Xing sighed softly. The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign was using his signature Five-Colored Mystic Light Escape, cloaked in multicolored auroras, moving at astonishing speed.

Beyond the multicolored auroras, fine silver threads shimmered—his mastered void power.

Though unable to teleport his body, this void power greatly amplified his escape speed.

Now he moved a hundred li in an instant—unbelievably fast.

Swoosh!

But at that moment, the void directly before the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign shattered violently, revealing a white-gold sword speckled with starlight.

It was the Broken Iron Sword, wielding the Grand Void Flying Sword Art!

The sword light flared.

A brilliant star-river appeared in the heavens and earth, with a wisp of green smoke cutting through it.

The green smoke drifted gracefully, radiating threads of sword qi, sweeping past the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign.

His multicolored auroras exploded; his remaining arm flailed wildly, forming countless hand seals.

Behind him, a golden divine form emerged.

It had two faces and four arms, its expression ferocious, clad in golden battle armor inscribed with countless Sanskrit characters.

It was a dual-cultivation of Buddhist and demonic divine form!

Though the Great Sun Palace nominally belonged to the orthodox, cultivators who reached the Nascent Soul stage had long absorbed the strengths of all schools.

This Buddhist-demonic divine form roared, all four arms reaching out to seize the Broken Iron Sword.

Alas—it was useless.

Silver and crimson threads interwove and fell; the divine form's armor, capable of resisting fifth-rank attacks, shattered—then the entire golden body followed.

The Broken Iron Sword did not slow—it pierced the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign's heart, unleashing boundless sword qi that instantly destroyed his physical body!

There, in the spot, remained a figure identical to the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign—but faint and translucent: his Nascent Soul!

The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign's Nascent Soul clasped his hands into seals, preparing to flee into the Grand Void.

But threads of silver light in the void formed a cage, descending upon his head.

The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign screamed as his Nascent Soul was grievously wounded by the void sword threads.

Fang Xing had already arrived nearby, his hands forming seals, casting forth a series of incantations.

Chains of runes appeared on the surface of the Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign's Nascent Soul; it could no longer maintain its human shape, collapsing into a fist-sized earth-yellow orb, which Fang Xing seized in his palm. His forehead's Solar Mark glowed, and his hand ignited roaring True Solar Flame, like a furnace of fire.

"Aaah!"

The Divine Beggar Heavenly Sovereign screamed as his Nascent Soul was continuously burned.

Then, streams of information surfaced.

"Great Sun Immortal Realm? Great Sun Palace? Hmph… this holy sect dominates the entire realm—it's even stronger than the Illusory Immortal Palace…"

"Upper Realm mission: seek celestial treasures? No wonder they came after me…"

"Hmm? An ancient teleportation array… inside the Illusory Immortal Palace? A valuable find…"

Fang Xing's eyes gleamed brightly.

His primary goal in coming here was still fifth-rank resources to elevate his cultivation.

Fifth-rank Nascent Soul beast beasts must be slain—the Great Sun Palace cannot be spared.

If there were a few more holy sects like this, gathering the pills needed for him to reach Void Refinement seems no great problem?

"And the Piaomiao Immortal Palace—knowing but withholding information, failing to make proper restitution—I, this Venerable, swear I will not rest until justice is done."

Fang Xing snorted coldly and returned to the original battlefield.

Amid the ten-thousand-zhang demonic light, five dragon serpents rose and sank.

Each had a distinct form, spewing different dragon fires, yet they matched the Wují Demonic Palace blow for blow.

Even without a master to control them, they were this strong!

"No wonder it's a sixth-rank artifact—the spirit within is formidable…"

Fang Xing nodded: "But with the Wují Demonic Palace holding you back, you cannot escape, Five Dragon Pillars…"

The Five Dragon Pillars let out a mournful wail; silver-white runes glowed along the five coiled pillars, drawing upon void energy, seeking to pierce into the void.

But the Wují Demonic Palace's demonic light surged abruptly, spreading waves of void energy that began to suppress them in turn.

Seeing this, Fang Xing merely smiled faintly and drew his Ruin Iron Sword once more!

Shhh!

This sword strike was ordinary—but at the tip of the flying sword, the void shattered outright!

It was the peerless sword art: One Sword, Shattering the Void!

The blade's light flashed—the void exploded.

The Five Dragon Pillars wailed again; sword marks appeared along their bodies.

This was a Void Refinement technique!

Even the previous Divine Beggar Venerable was unworthy to die by this sword.

"Subdue!"

Fang Xing controlled the Wují Demonic Palace to suppress the Five Dragon Pillars, rapidly forming hand seals.

Eventually, the Five Dragon Pillars shrank to five cylindrical rods the size of fingers, which he sealed inside a jade box, then pasted several talismans over its surface.

"Such a willful spirit isn't always a good thing, isn't that right, Xiao Hei?"

Fang Xing looked at the Wují Demonic Palace, no bigger than a palm: "Perhaps… I should erase its spirit entirely—even if that damages the artifact's power, I won't hesitate."

The Wují Demonic Palace suddenly trembled…

Only two chapters today.

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