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Chapter 257: Drinking, Laughing, Killing—The Netherworld Wants to Slay a Martial Saint (Part 1)
Chapter 257: Drinking, Laughing, Killing—The Netherworld Wants to Slay a Martial Saint (Part 1)
The bright moon hanging high in the night sky seemed to dim and lose its radiance in this moment!
On the earth, a sword light swept across, grand and majestic, like a great sun rising from the horizon, brilliant and pure, as flawless as crystal-clear jade!
It contained supreme dominance, unparalleled and transcendent!
The sword qi surged, rolling over like a wheel!
It soared to the heavens, shaking the stars!
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Huang Jian Jiu’s jet-black hair flew wildly as he laughed heartily, his laughter not yet reaching the ears when he had already merged with the sword.
A Martial Saint can fuse with heaven and earth, wielding the power of the universe as their own!
And at this moment, Huang Jian Jiu’s physical body was capable of carrying this sword immortal’s sword intent. Instantly, it seemed as if he had merged with the sword intent, becoming one with the sword!
If it were his former self, his physical body would not have been strong enough, and forcing this fusion would have shattered his body, turning him into dust, and ultimately leading to his death.
But now, he had chosen to merge with the Corpse Curse Seal of the Five Elders, white-snatching the gift of the Corpse Deity Sect, and tempering his body into a Demi-God Corpse. The strength of his physical body was now capable of bearing the sword intent of a Martial Saint!
The Corpse Deity Sect’s Jade Curse Corpse was comparable to a top-tier Three Flowers Grand Master.
And a Corpse Deity that rivaled a Martial Saint was a Demi-God Corpse!
The physical body of a Demi-God Corpse was extremely powerful, every movement carrying the will of the Six Desire Corpse Deity, not inferior to the attacks of a Martial Saint who manipulated the power of heaven and earth!
Deadly qi entwined around his body, black jade flowers blooming intricately, and the cold and still blood qi seemed to boil up in this moment, becoming magnificent and robust!
Explosive blood qi, surging vigor, and overwhelming power erupted from his body, even the blood in his veins, still fluid and vibrant, burst forth with terrifying force!
One sword, decapitation!
Su Wuming, a top-tier Three Flowers Grand Master, had no time to react before his head was severed and flew high into the air, separating from his body by over ten zhang!
His face still bore a look of bewilderment, seemingly not expecting Huang Jian Jiu to directly bypass the Su Family’s Martial Saint and strike a death blow at him!
The majestic and overwhelming sword intent made his soul tremble, and he could not resist it.
This was not a strike he could withstand; it was a force of rank oppression that made even the movement of a single finger impossible!
This was the power of a Martial Saint!
Although the rank oppression in the Martial Dao was not as intense and terrifying as the Divine Nature, it was still absolute and irresistible.
However, rank oppression still existed, and it became even stronger at the Martial Saint rank, as the leap in power after channeling the forces of heaven and earth transcended even the boundaries of life!
Huang Jian Jiu’s black hair burned like deathly black flames, and his tattered clothes suddenly became exquisitely noble.
Black jade patterns bloomed on his skin, making him seem like a god or a demon!
Demi-God Corpse, dead qi surging!
Bearing the sword qi of a sword immortal, he exuded a terrifying aura that was both demonic and divine!
His fingers clenched, and the sword qi trembled, silent and dazzling, the speed so fast that sound could not keep up with the eruption of the sword qi!
Bang—!!
An instantaneous explosion resounded, like a brilliant firework, the white sword qi surging and overwhelming, completely shattering Su Wuming’s headless body!
Whether it was the immensely powerful skin, bones, and flesh of a top-tier Three Flowers Grand Master, they all fragmented into countless tiny pieces like sand, exploding into a mist of blood!
Su Wuming’s head flew over ten zhang high, his eyes wide with rage, the energy point between his brows pulsating, and a powerful divine soul force leaping out!
"Ah—!!!"
"Huang Jian Jiu!"
Su Wuming roared in anger!
Instantly, boundless divine nature gathered in the heavens, a dazzling golden core rising high like a great sun.
Within the great sun, the divine form of a twisted, naked upper body of a Joyful Buddha was present, expanding and contracting with each breath, making the golden core grow and shrink in sync.
This was the Fetal Breath!
Su Wuming was not just a top-tier Three Flowers Grand Master; he was also a Fetal Breath divine nature cultivator!
Ranking third on the Genuine Transmission List of the Heavenly Origin Sect, his cultivation and combat strength were naturally formidable, cultivated by the Su Family over three thousand years of ebb and flow.
He had firmly established himself in the Genuine Transmission List of the Heavenly Origin Sect!
However, Su Wuming had always been envious, envious of Huang Jian Jiu’s talent, envious of his sword dao aptitude!
Despite both studying sword techniques, Huang Jian Jiu could grasp the essence of the sword just by holding it, advancing at an incredible pace, making others despair.
Such sword dao talent, who could not feel despair?
So, Su Wuming wanted to destroy Huang Jian Jiu. Knowing that Huang Jian Jiu liked Zhu Qing, he did everything he could to join Huang Jian jiu and Zhu Qing’s team. During a mission, he used his family’s talent for seducing women to make Zhu Qing fall for him.
In terms of cultivation talent, he was inferior to Huang Jian Jiu, but in seducing women, the dull and uninteresting Huang Jian Jiu was no match for him, not even ten of him combined.
He got what he wanted, married Zhu Qing, and made her bear his children. He then used family secrets to drain Zhu Qing’s talent, converting it into his own.
His talent soared, but he was still overshadowed by Huang Jian Jiu, which made him furious. Each time he returned home, he would torture Zhu Qing, believing her talent was not good enough to surpass Huang Jian Jiu.
Later, to torment Huang Jian Jiu and affect his cultivation mindset, he invited Huang Jian Jiu to the Su Family mansion, where he saw the Zhu Qing he had always yearned for.
Just as he had expected, Huang Jian jiu’s mindset seemed to waver, losing his spirit, starting to drink heavily, and living a life of debauchery, as if falling into an abyss, beyond redemption.
Su Wuming saw hope in catching up to Huang Jian Jiu.
Unfortunately, after so many years, Huang Jian Jiu still surpassed him, completely relying on his talent, which made him feel desperate and unable to breathe.
Even though he had married several talented women over the years, breaking their chastity and draining their talents, he still could not catch up!
He hated these talented individuals, and he hated that Huang Jian Jiu was not a woman, otherwise he would have drained his talent too!
And now, Huang Jian Jiu stood before him.
He had launched a crazy attack on the Su Family, striking a sword at the Su Family’s Martial Saint, and at him... slashing a sword!
"Huang Jian Jiu—!"
His physical body was shattered, and Su Wuming’s divine soul trembled with extreme anger, his voice trembling!
The powerful divine soul of the Fetal Breath shook violently, the golden core bursting with dazzling radiance!
Innumerable divine soul forces fluctuated, as if transforming into a long blade burning with the flames of desire, the blade slowly being drawn from the side of the Joyful Buddha lying within the golden core.
Su Wuming knew very well that at this moment, Huang Jian Jiu had descended into the underworld, transformed into a Demi-God Corpse, and wielded the sword intent of the sword immortal temple, making him invincible in the Martial Dao!
He could not resist!
His only option was to use his Fetal Breath divine nature cultivation to resist for a moment!
To wait for the Su Family’s Martial Saint and the divine embryo cultivators to come to his rescue!
Only then...
Could he survive!
Buzz, buzz, buzz—
An intangible, divine soul-burning long blade hummed!
As the blade of desire was slowly drawn from the Joyful Buddha, an extreme sharpness erupted from Su Wuming’s golden core, as if trying to split the clouds!
Su Wuming’s divine soul burned with intense divine soul fire!
As the flames flickered, the blade light surged, enveloped in an endless torrent of desire, slashing towards the possessed Huang Jian Jiu!
Boom, boom, boom—!!
A slash aimed at the divine soul, bursting with a thunderous roar!
The blade light was brilliant, like a dazzling sun, silently slicing through the void in an instant, desire like flames, the blade light like a waterfall!
Within a ten-zhang radius of Su Wuming’s falling, grotesque head, the blade light surged wildly, the sharpness tearing through the air, emitting dragon and tiger roars!
This divine soul secret technique transformed into a blade of desire, slashing out.
Su Wuming experienced a sense of clarity and liberation that he hadn't felt in a long time.
This was the talent he had devoured, and it was the most satisfying strike he could demonstrate.
All his thoughts, spirit, ambition, and desires were fused and released in this single strike!
If Huang Jian Jiu hadn't grasped the Sword Immortal's sword intent and hadn't transformed into a Demi-God Corpse, this strike might have defeated him.
Su Wuming was confident he could defeat Huang Jian Jiu.
He had reached the second rank on the Genuine Transmission List.
However, facing this dazzling and extravagant strike of desire, Huang Jian Jiu's jet-black eyes revealed a hint of disdain and indifference.
His fingers, like hooks, moved and trembled in the void, and with a single pluck, he flicked them.
It was as if he had plucked the dazzling light of a proud flame from the vast sun, flicking it away.
The sword hummed and glittered, traversing the air, distorting it and tearing through the energy waves!
Su Wuming's strike of desire shattered and collapsed in an instant!
It was crushed by the Sword Immortal's sword intent, which was seemingly graceful and ethereal but also overwhelmingly domineering.
It was like an ant trying to stop a chariot or a mayfly shaking a tree.
Su Wuming felt that his most satisfying strike of a lifetime was insignificant before this sword light...
So insignificant, like a drop in the ocean.
Why...
Could geniuses do as they pleased?
The sword light trembled and shifted in an instant, like a sword immortal's solitary strike, with countless transformations and life-and-death cycles within it.
Su Wuming's primordial spirit, along with his strike, was slashed by the sword energy.
It was as if a deity had breathed upon it, and it vanished into thin air.
Su Wuming's primordial spirit, terrified and wailing, fell silent, its will extinguished.
His primordial spirit's Golden Core cracked, and the Joyful Buddha within, transforming into Fetal Breath, also screamed as a brilliant sword light slashed through it, dividing it in two!
A primordial spirit's Golden Core exploded in mid-air, turning into ashes, and countless divine essences exploded, releasing a surge of ripples in the sky like an invisible, semi-transparent ring-shaped wave.
Su Wuming was completely dead.
Huang Jian Jiu didn't even glance at the spot where Su Wuming had turned into a blood mist.
Even though he had wanted to kill Su Wuming for many years.
Now that he had finally done it, he remained calm and indifferent, his heart unmoved, without a ripple.
Between his eyebrows, a pure white sword energy burned slowly like an incense stick.
He didn't have time to lament Su Wuming's death.
Time was running out for him.
Huang Jian Jiu's black hair flowed like a waterfall, and he took a step in mid-air. He wanted to kill as many of the Su family's lackeys as he could.
The more he investigated over the years, the more he understood the true nature of the first great family in Heavenly Origin Dao City. This colossal entity was riddled with hidden corruption.
Perhaps it was because the secret technique of devouring talents had given the Su family's disciples a taste of effortless gains, leading them to experiment with various methods recklessly.
They relentlessly captured talented women, even going as far as targeting other cities to avoid drawing attention in the Dao City. They brought these women into the Su family's mansion, experimenting and testing various means to enhance and transplant talents, regardless of whether they were commoners or young geniuses from minor families.
In pursuit of diverse talents, they selected girls with various abilities, ranging from five-year-olds to thirty-year-old golden spinsters, leaving no one untouched.
As long as they had talent and were pure, they became their targets.
The more Huang Jian Jiu investigated, the more shocking the truth became.
His chest rose high, as if filled with pent-up frustration, churning, roaring, and howling.
This rage was transmitted to the sword in his hand, which howled and screamed.
Su Wuming's death was just the beginning.
He wanted to kill countless despicable creatures.
He wanted to eradicate the darkness that had accumulated over three thousand years in this prominent family.
Huang Jian Jiu's eyes lit up as he looked at the blurry chessboard that connected heaven and earth, and within it, a mysterious Ink City that enveloped the Su family's patriarch, along with a Martial Saint, Su Leibao, who had reached the second level of the Primordial Energy.
He wasn't sure how long the Ox Demon could hold them off.
Although he had hired a Starry Sky assassin from the Hunter Pavilion, depleting his assets, and had even persuaded the grand elder of the Heavenly Origin Sect, Fang Hanchu, to restrain the Su family's greatest foundation, the Martial Saint Su Leibao.
But the time left for him was truly limited.
Huang Jian Jiu exhaled a breath of sword energy, like a startling thunderclap.
The dazzling sword in his hand, like a blazing sun, moved fiercely as he brandished it. Huang Jian Jiu stood amidst the sword light, with death and corpse energy swirling around him, resembling a divine demon dancing with a fairy sword.
A blood-colored flower bloomed, and a head fell, accompanied by its primordial spirit, which was pierced and destroyed by the sword energy.
It was a Su family cultivator at the Primordial Essence realm, a Divine Essence Cultivator, but in that moment, he was killed by a casual sword strike.
Shouts of astonishment and anger echoed.
The powerful cultivators of the Su family stood in awe, their hair standing on end, their eyes filled with disbelief and terror.
In a single encounter, Su Wuming, at the Three Flowers and Fetal Breath realm, was slain!
Was this still a human?
No, at this moment, Huang Jian Jiu was a Martial Saint, a Martial Saint wielding a strand of Sword Immortal's sword intent!
(End of Chapter)
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