Chapter 1179

Taking advantage of this opening, Xiao Aoshi and Di Shitian joined forces to unleash the Forest Hell: Shocking Eye Catastrophe, finally driving the soul of the Immortal God of Longevity into the Forest Hell.

Without its soul, the Immortal God of Longevity's physical body was instantly destroyed.

That was how he was defeated.

After being rescued by an unknown entity, he became today's Master Changsheng of the Great Yuan!

In that battle, the Immortal God of Longevity's failure was truly due to the Divine Stone—and undone by the Divine Stone.

But the suppression of his soul was also a crucial reason.

Now, as Cheng Jiao's hand radiated golden light and Buddhist chants rose, they violently suppressed the soul of the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang.

Even if Wei Zhuang possessed countless techniques and peerless divine arts,

at this moment, he could not use a single one.

Seizing this opportunity, General Fan, who stood beside Cheng Jiao, swung his heavy sword.

Where the heavy sword rose, it cleaved Wei Zhuang straight through into two halves.

Thus fell the great heir of the Ghost Valley.

After Wei Zhuang's death, Cheng Jiao abandoned his corpse and went straight for the Shark Tooth Sword.

Then, before all eyes, he gripped the hilt with one hand and the blade's tip with the other, poured all his true energy into it, and tore with all his might.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out—and this generation's Demon Soldier Shark Tooth Sword was snapped in two.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, who had been trapped in a siege by experts from Despair Shanzhuang, had also seen what happened here.

When they saw Cheng Jiao publicly snap the Demon Soldier Shark Tooth Sword, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang exchanged glances, each seeing a flicker of confusion in the other's eyes.

The key to the Soldier Demon was precisely this Demon Soldier.

Then why did Cheng Jiao publicly destroy it?

"Fan Yuqi!"

As everyone was bewildered, Cheng Jiao shouted loudly.

Immediately after the Shark Tooth Sword broke, blood qi swirled and flew from the broken blade.

The general standing nearby was clearly Fan Yuqi, the one Cheng Jiao had named.

He raised his heavy sword and thrust it into the blood qi.

Where the heavy sword passed, the blood qi rushed toward it like swallows returning to their nest.

Soon, the patterns and talismans once etched upon the Demon Soldier Shark Tooth Sword appeared upon the heavy sword.

Only then did Gai Nie understand: the so-called Demon Soldier was nothing but that blood qi.

But what purpose did Cheng Jiao serve by killing Wei Zhuang and seizing this Demon Soldier?

At the same time, Gai Nie heard the general's full name!

Fan Yuqi!

The Fan Yuqi who once rebelled alongside Cheng Jiao, fled to Yan after the rebellion was crushed?

But wasn't this Fan Yuqi supposed to be dead?

Gai Nie was stunned!

Because after Fan Yuqi rebelled with Cheng Jiao, though he escaped to Yan, he was still wanted by Qin.

Later, Yan, desperate to survive, devised a plan to send an assassin to kill Qin Huang Ying Zheng.

To gain Qin's trust, the assassin not only presented the map of the Dukang region provided by Yan,

but also sought out Fan Yuqi and obtained his head as proof.

After Fan Yuqi's rebellion, his entire family—parents, wife, and daughters—were executed for treason.

Thus, rather than repenting his own crimes, he harbored deep hatred toward Qin.

When the assassin found him, he willingly gave up his own head.

With the head and the Dukang map, the assassin gained entry to the Lan Pool Palace to meet Emperor Qin Huang Ying Zheng.

He carried out that earth-shattering assassination!

Gai Nie had been present during that assassination and had seen Fan Yuqi's head!

Now, not only had Cheng Jiao, who had burned to death, suddenly returned from the dead,

but even Fan Yuqi, whose head had been severed, had returned?

What on earth was going on?

As Gai Nie pondered, Fan Yuqi's heavy sword transformed, nearing its conclusion.

Once stabilized, Fan Yuqi cupped the now-Demon Soldier heavy sword with both hands and respectfully offered it before Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao finally caught his breath; suppressing Wei Zhuang's soul with divine art had drained much of his spirit.

Seeing the Demon Soldier heavy sword offered by Fan Yuqi, Cheng Jiao smiled faintly,

"The Soul of the Horizontal Sword is now in hand. Only the Soul of the Vertical Sword remains."

Fan Yuqi, I know you harbor deep hatred for Gai Nie.

Go and take his head."

The Soul of the Horizontal Sword clearly referred to the Demon Soldier Wei Zhuang.

Upon hearing Cheng Jiao's words, Fan Yuqi's eyes behind his mask instantly blazed with terrifying light.

It was hatred!

Bone-deep hatred!

"Yes!"

Fan Yuqi clutched the Demon Soldier heavy sword and bowed to Cheng Jiao in obedience.

"Not good, senior brother, he's charging at you — get out of here first!"

Wei Zhuang could tell that Fan Yuqi's aura was extraordinary, not someone easy to provoke.

He and Hearing Gai Nie had been apart for a long time; he did not yet know what level of strength Hearing Gai Nie had reached by now.

He only assumed that he himself had obtained a fortuitous encounter, while his senior brother had long remained in Qin Ting and might not have had such an encounter.

Therefore he leveled his Shark Teeth sword in a cross, and not only blocked the strike aimed at himself, but also intercepted the greater part of the strike aimed at Hearing Gai Nie.

Clearly he wanted Hearing Gai Nie to take this chance to escape the place.

Hearing Gai Nie saw this and felt a warmth in his heart.

After all, it was his own junior brother who was so considerate!

It's just that junior brother, you've made progress — could it be that senior brother hasn't?

Just at this moment, Fan Yuqi had finished his salute, and wielding the heavy sword that had transformed into a demonic weapon, he pushed aside the many experts of Despair Shanzhuang, and charged toward Hearing Gai Nie with a momentum like Lei Ting.

Fan Yuqi's swordsmanship originated from the battlefield.

With grandeur and righteousness, with great force and heavy weight as its sword principles!

Every sword strike was not only heavier than a thousand jin, but also channeled full true essence, its force capable of splitting mountains and rending the earth!

No one knew why he so deeply hated Hearing Gai Nie, but this overhead sword strike was already of no small power.

Hearing Gai Nie saw that Fan Yuqi's heavy sword had not yet arrived, yet the fierce gang wind had already reached him.

The pressure forced him to involuntarily retreat several steps, and he even found it somewhat strenuous.

In his heart he secretly marveled — this Fan Yuqi, who in the past had been utterly unremarkable and not a man of the Wu Lin, how could he now possess such overbearing martial power?

But now was not the time for lamentation; Fan Yuqi had come for Hearing Gai Nie's head.

How could Hearing Gai Nie let him succeed.

Since Fan Yuqi's force was like Lei Ting, Hearing Gai Nie likewise employed his Vertical Sword Art, using a dense sword net to parry Fan Yuqi's heavy sword.

In terms of sword technique's finesse, Fan Yuqi was naturally far inferior to Hearing Gai Nie.

After only a few exchanges, although Hearing Gai Nie's Yuan Hong sword was broken, he still managed to lock down Fan Yuqi's heavy sword assault.

Seeing that he could not break through Hearing Gai Nie's sword net, Fan Yuqi let out a wild roar, suddenly stretched out one hand, and fiercely grabbed an expert of Despair Shanzhuang not far beside him.

How could that expert have imagined that at this moment Fan Yuqi would suddenly strike at him.

Caught off guard, he was directly smashed in the head by Fan Yuqi's palm.

As this expert of Despair Shanzhuang, caught utterly unprepared, had his head smashed.

In an instant, brains and blood spattered everywhere.

The headless corpse collapsed limply to the ground.