Chapter 232: Slaying the River!

Chapter 232: Slaying the River!

The Shadowy Bier Procession is a comprehensive technique.

The massive red casket, with its grand specifications, possesses an incredibly strong defense, allowing the Crimson Paper Figure within to be free from all external disturbances.

The wedding procession, consisting of eight Shadow Bearers, is equivalent to summoned creatures.

Similar to the Spirit Slate Sect's divine technique of summoning bronze and iron armored guards, the Shadow Bearers are fiercely loyal, exceptionally skilled, and highly destructive.

The difference lies in the fact that Spirit Slate followers can only summon one guard at a time, while the Crimson Paper Figure does not need to rely on luck with a draw; she can directly summon eight Shadow Bearers.

This is the River Grade Evil Technique of the Shadowy Bier Procession.

When this technique is promoted to the next level, the Crimson Paper Figure will be able to directly summon an entire wedding procession!

Leading the way, setting off fireworks, beating drums, and carrying the casket, there are a total of seventy to eighty evil spirits.

Each one is a formidable ghost and a formidable killer! If all goes as expected, Lu Ran will eventually master this technique.

At that time, he will no longer be in a situation where he has to fight alone.

For example, if Lu Ran wants to infiltrate deep into the demon abyss, he can use this technique and then sit securely inside the casket.

His wedding procession will naturally charge into battle for their master, wreaking havoc on all sides, and carry their master straight into the heart of the demons' lair!

A wedding procession?

No, this is a funeral procession for all living beings.

Wherever the ghost casket passes, it leaves behind a sea of blood and mountains of corpses!

"Hiss!"

"Roar!!!" The eight Shadow Bearers roared angrily, gazing at the night sky.

Chen Jingjing, at the age of twenty-five, exuded the aura of a great general.

Her face was cold and fearless, and this composure stemmed from her own strength! Chen Jingjing lifted her hand, and a rain of swords descended.

Above the massive ghost casket, countless golden longswords poured down, dense as falling rain.

Thousand Blade Technique! In an instant, a series of crisp sounds filled the air.

The ghost casket, seemingly made of wood and fabric, possessed an astonishingly formidable defense!

Every golden longsword that landed on the casket was blasted away.

"Wow," Lu Ran muttered to himself, witnessing a scene that surprised him.

The Shadow Bearers were indeed loyal! To protect their master, one of them lay on top of the casket, using his body to shield her from the golden sword rain.

The issue was that the Shadow Bearer didn't need to do this; those golden swords couldn't harm the crimson casket.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, Lu Ran faintly heard a woman's murmur.

It turned out that it wasn't his imagination; it was the Crimson Paper Figure's command.

The Shadow Bearers surrounding the crimson casket immediately scattered, moving out of range of the golden sword rain.

Only one Shadow Bearer remained, still lying on top of the crimson casket, his majestic four-meter-tall body now riddled with wounds.

"Puff!"

The Shadow Bearer exploded, disintegrating into strands of black mist that spread out.

Lu Ran nodded silently, observing the battle and absorbing combat experience.

He understood that the Shadow Bearer was extremely protective of its master, even willing to sacrifice itself.

Secondly, the Shadow Bearer didn't seem to have any defensive techniques; its massive, imposing body was easily pierced.

Chen Jingjing should have known about the defensive capabilities of the crimson casket, yet she still unleashed her flying sword technique towards the Shadow Bearer!

Her plan was indeed successful.

Now, one Shadow Bearer was dead, and several others were injured.

"Roar!"

"Roar!!!" The bearers roared furiously and charged towards Chen Jingjing.

They rushed forward recklessly, paying no heed to the buildings along the way, easily crushing earthen walls and smashing mud brick houses.

"Ruyi," Lu Ran whispered.

"Hmm?" Jiang Ruyi stood behind Lu Ran, her hand on his shoulder.

Lu Ran's Radiant Light Saber, which was strapped to his back, silently slid out of its sheath.

Jiang Ruyi immediately understood Lu Ran's intention, and with a thought, her Cool Night Sword quietly left its scabbard.

A dull 'thud' reverberated, as if the earth itself trembled.

The Shadow Bearer, like a giant beast, crashed through another mud brick house, then leaped high into the air, charging towards Chen Jingjing in the night sky.

"Hmph."

Chen Jingjing coldly humphed, and from her outstretched palm, a surge of energy erupted, sending out a series of flying swords.

One sword, two swords, sixteen swords!

Flying Sword Technique! Chen Jingjing grasped one of the swords, while the remaining fifteen longswords formed a straight, piercing chain, like a dragon descending.

The terrifying sound of slicing through the air made everyone's hair stand on end.

"Slap! Slap!"

The Shadow Bearer's huge hands waved continuously, deflecting all the flying swords.

The onlookers were left speechless.

Chen Jingjing stepped onto one of the flying swords and soared into the air.

"Roar!" The Shadow Bearer flailed its arms, trying to catch the human woman, wishing to tear her apart.

Unfortunately, the Shadow Bearer couldn't fly, so it could only pass by Chen Jingjing's side, slashing through the night sky.

Chen Jingjing's fingertips lightly tapped, and the long swords that were knocked away by the ghostly palanquin bearers drew graceful arcs in the night sky, piercing towards the target from all directions.

"Ahhhh!" The ghostly palanquin bearers turned around and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks at the flying swords attacking from all sides.

This is so powerful!

Lu Ran couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

No wonder, whenever a Jiang Jing demon appears in a city, it's considered a special event—the Demon Lord's descent.

To be blunt, with such powerful summons, the Crimson Paper Figure doesn't even need to act herself. This escort team could slaughter the entire city.

"Swoosh~ Swoosh!"

Chen Jingjing held a long sword and casually performed a sword dance, her movements exceptionally fierce.

As she danced with one sword inside and one outside, two sword auras shot towards the ghostly palanquin bearers in the night sky.

Sword One Divine Technique: Frost Sword Aura!

The blurry face of the ghostly palanquin bearer emitted a red glow from its eyes.

He waved his large hands, attempting to repeat his previous trick, but...

Knock away the sword aura?

You're really bold to even think of that!

With a "swoosh," the ghostly palanquin bearer's hand was sliced off by the sharp sword aura!

A cloud of black mist spread, and the ghostly palanquin bearer's cries of pain echoed through the night sky.

In that moment of distraction, his life was sealed.

When facing a sword cultivator who has killed countless, you can't afford the slightest relaxation; the consequences are dire.

The ghostly palanquin bearer's cries abruptly stopped as several flying swords pierced his giant body from various directions, instantly skewering him.

The flying swords dragged out streaks of black mist, crisscrossing in the night sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of dull thuds suddenly resounded.

Several ghostly palanquin bearers rushed over, leaped high, and pounced towards the human woman in the night sky.

Chen Jingjing's heart raced, her plan had succeeded!

She waved her palm, and fifteen illusory sword shadows scattered in all directions.

The sword shadows moved with incredible speed, landing on the abandoned village roads, on the roofs of mud-brick houses, and in the large manor.

In the instant the fifteen sword shadows touched the ground, they transformed into fifteen human figures, all of them Chen Jingjing!

Wait, fifteen figures?

It was common knowledge that the Jiang Jing Divine Technique: Shadow Dance could summon up to sixteen figures.

But Chen Jingjing had only summoned fifteen, which meant...

Chen Jingjing had a backup plan!

She had already activated a figure and hidden it somewhere.

And that figure was likely guarding against the Crimson Paper Figure!

When the Shadow Dance Divine Technique reached the Jiang Jing level, the original body of a Sword One disciple could freely move among the figures.

Divine Sword One, why was she ranked first among the Xia deities?

Her divine technique's effects were incredibly powerful!

Even the mighty Night Mirage could only split into three at most.

And look at Sword One's followers!

She could form a team on her own, and with a wave of her hand, her figures would cover the battlefield.

"Swoosh~ Swoosh!"

The scattered figures simultaneously attacked, sending countless sword auras towards the night sky.

The ghostly palanquin bearers, unable to fly, became like lambs ready for slaughter.

Just then, an anomaly occurred!

Chen Jingjing, standing in the night sky, suddenly trembled, unable to move.

In the massive ghostly palanquin, a pale, slender hand quietly lifted the casket curtain.

In the Crimson Paper Figure's hand was a small paper sculpture.

These useless palanquin bearers had exhausted their mistress's patience.

The Jiang Jing Crimson Paper Figure finally made her move!

And when she did, it was to kill!

The Crimson Paper Figure didn't crush the paper sculpture; instead, she pressed her thumb onto the face of the small paper figure and pushed down.

"Buzz~"

In the night sky, Chen Jingjing's physical body abruptly transformed into an illusion.

The original body of this Sword One follower appeared on the roof of a mud-brick house, replacing one of the illusions.

At the same time, the illusion of Chen Jingjing in the night sky had its face crushed inward.

A head was slowly crushed by the Crimson Paper Figure.

The scene was terrifying!

If the Crimson Paper Figure's target had been Lu Ran and the others instead of Chen Jingjing, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

"Ssss!"

The Crimson Paper Figure suddenly let out a painful scream, her voice filled with despair.

This scream startled Chen Jingjing!

What was happening?

The answer: Lu Ran and Jiang Si had made their move!

The two had secretly controlled their blades with their minds, sneaking down from the tree, hugging the ground, and gliding past the mud walls, circling half of the abandoned village.

The chaotic night sky battlefield provided the perfect cover for the sword and blade.

Lu Ran understood that the seemingly soft red cloth on the ghostly palanquin was incredibly tough and couldn't be lifted by ordinary means.

He could only wait for the bride inside the palanquin to lift the curtain herself.

Thus, a pair of divine weapons lay in ambush on the road to the left of the ghostly palanquin, hugging a mud wall, ready to strike.

When the Crimson Paper Figure lifted the curtain, Lu Ran's eyes narrowed, and the Dawn Light Saber suddenly shot out!

The Cool Night Sword sensed its companion's movement and followed closely behind.

"Tsk!"

The blade pierced the flesh!

The Radiant Light Saber directly stabbed through the Crimson Paper Figure's hand, aiming for its head.

"Ahh!!" The Crimson Paper Figure screamed, retracting its palm in agony.

Just before the soft casket curtain fell, the Cool Night Sword also thrust forward.

Lu Ran clenched his fists, gazing at the grand red palanquin, and uttered a single word, "Kill!"

His eyesight was indeed exceptional, but he couldn't see through the ghost palanquin, so he could only rely on his hearing.

For a moment,

The bride's screams echoed, and the grand red palanquin swayed left and right, shaking violently.

Lu Ran's eyes had been filled with killing intent, but now his expression turned peculiar.

This...?

Why does it feel like something is amiss?

"Huff!"

In the night sky, a surge of energy suddenly stirred, and the temperature plummeted.

Lu Ran abruptly lifted his head, only to witness a colossal sword shadow appear, showering the world with endless frost.

His mouth slightly agape, he shifted his gaze downward, spotting Jing Jing Chen standing atop a mud-brick house, one hand raised high as if inviting the heavens.

Sword One Divine Technique: Frost Chill of Nine Provinces!

"Huff!"

The Crimson Paper Figure's face contorted, and it flew backward out of the grand red palanquin.

In the night sky, the colossal sword shadow had already descended.

Beheading the Crimson Paper Figure?

Not just that!

The grand red palanquin, along with the narrow dirt road of the abandoned village, were all within the sword's slashing range.

"Hiss!"

The Crimson Paper Figure abruptly raised its head, its eyes wide with shock, and its bloodied hand flew upward.

The crimson robe was lifted high, and a crimson wave surged.

The colossal sword shadow slashed down with force, Frost Chill of Nine Provinces!

"My goodness!" Scarlet Sun clung to the lush branches, gawking foolishly.

She had even anticipated the moment when the sword would touch the bridal robe, imagining the earth-shattering impact.

However, someone else had stolen the show.

"Go!" Lu Ran clenched his fist, pulling back with all his might.

Inside the grand red palanquin, a radiant light burst forth!

The red casket curtain, lifted high by the flying bride, revealed the Radiant Light Saber and the Cool Night Sword piercing the Crimson Paper Figure.

"Tsk! Tsk!"

The colossal frost sword and the crimson bridal robe hadn't even touched, yet the divine weapons pierced the Crimson Paper Figure's body, following the lifted hem of the robe!

The Crimson Paper Figure's pupils contracted violently!

"Huff~"

A figure flew out from within the Crimson Paper Figure.

Paper Substitute Spell!

The crimson wave dissipated, and Frost Chill of Nine Provinces descended rapidly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground shook, and the air surged.

The houses on both sides of the street crumbled.

The figure that had just emerged from the Crimson Paper Figure's substitute was shattered to pieces.

Lu Ran opened his eyes, revealing the Underworld Gaze, and saw the rapidly freezing village, as well as the Crimson Paper Figure's wraith remaining in place.

Instantly, Lu Ran's heart settled.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

The Crimson Paper Figure's face contorted, and its piercing screams hurt Lu Ran's eardrums.

It seemed like the figure hadn't realized it was already dead.

Or perhaps, the Crimson Paper Figure didn't want to accept this outcome.

It flailed its arms, still trying to wave the crimson robe.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, it turned around, only then realizing that a pulling force was drawing it towards the center of the abandoned village.

The Crimson Paper Figure's wraith stared fixedly at the crooked-necked tree.

Then, it saw a human youth pushing aside the lush branches, revealing his true appearance.

The Crimson Paper Figure's face froze in shock!

Just as it was struggling frantically, it suddenly calmed down.

Closer, even closer,

The Crimson Paper Figure's eyes gleamed with desire, revealing an endless yearning. It stretched out its hands, as if to embrace Lu Ran tightly.

However, the illusory hands kept retracting, merging into Lu Ran's eyes.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

The Crimson Paper Figure's wraith panicked, screaming in frustration, until it eventually disappeared without a trace.

Lu Ran felt the wraith entering the Divine Demon Sculpture Garden, and he couldn't help but purse his lips.

River Realm wraiths were indeed a great boost!

"Huff~"

At the abandoned village's dirt road, the colossal sword shadow vanished, leaving only the frost enveloping the world.

As the frost blew in his face, Lu Ran instinctively closed his eyes, shielding his face with one hand.

But a figure appeared, riding a sword, blocking Lu Ran's path.

Jing Jing Chen's gaze swept over the few people in the tree before settling on Lu Ran. "Are you okay?" she asked.

Lu Ran sincerely exclaimed, "Sister Jing Jing, you're so amazing!"

Jing Jing Chen shook her head lightly. "Not even a tenth of your mother's strength."

Lu Ran: "."

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