Chapter 465: Grievances Settled, Heaven Falls and Dragon Perishes

Chapter 465: Grievances Settled, Heaven Falls and Dragon Perishes

Xue Ji stared at Jiang Bu Ping, his face a mask of disbelief as his residual soul began to dissipate, seemingly unaware of its impending demise.

The illusory heads of Jiang Tian Ming and Yun Yan'er, formed from their lingering regrets, wore expressions of bitterness and agony, their eyes reflecting boundless fear.

They tried to speak, but no words came out.

Pu!

The two illusory heads popped like bubbles and vanished.

Jiang Tian Ming and Yun Yan'er were utterly annihilated, reduced to ashes.

Xue Ji's lips twitched as he asked, "What kind of technique is that?"

In his consciousness, all he could think about was that single spear strike from earlier—an indescribable and unparalleled attack that had pierced his residual soul.

That extreme killing power was erasing his very being.

It seemed that any spiritual soul would be unable to evade or resist that strike.

Xue Ji thought to himself that even though he was currently just a residual soul, he had once been an incredibly powerful being. How could he be harmed by mere Immortal or Unity Realm cultivators? Even if they cultivated an extremely powerful soul-destroying art, their low cultivation levels should not have allowed them to injure his residual soul.

Yet, he had miscalculated.

And in this final moment, he realized that Jiang Bu Ping's spear strike had manifested a killing art that far exceeded his understanding. It was no longer a simple technique or method for destroying spiritual souls.

Could there truly be such a monstrous genius in the Tai Cang Celestial Realm?

This path of slaughter was incredibly powerful, and to think that someone within the Tai Cang Celestial Realm could achieve such a level. He couldn't fathom anyone else capable of this.

But wasn't that person already dead?

Jiang Bu Ping replied indifferently, "You are not worthy of knowing."

Pu!

Xue Ji, transformed into blood-colored smoke, dissipated, his residual soul extinguished.

In the Tai Kun Realm, amidst the wilderness, a brownish-red flame emerged from the pile of stones, revealing Xue Ji's face.

"Dead?!'

His expression was filled with shock. That residual soul of his had been powerful. Even Unity Realm cultivators couldn't resist or destroy it.

Yet, it had been obliterated!

"Jiang Bu Ping, huh?"

Muttering to himself, Xue Ji disappeared underground.

The assembled powerhouses remained silent. A powerful remnant soul of a Ming Yu strongholder had just vanished without a trace.

The Elder of the Jiang Clan and the others wore complicated expressions. The grudge between Jiang Bu Ping and Jiang Tian Ming had come to an end, and with it, Jiang Bu Ping's connection to the Jiang Clan seemed to have been severed as well.

Within the Wan Bao Alliance, Hong Yi and Hong Er were overjoyed. The stronger Jiang Bu Ping was, the better their chances of defeating Meng Chong.

Even if they ultimately couldn't win against Meng Chong, as long as they injured him or exhausted him greatly, it would create an opportunity for their Wan Bao Alliance!

Jiang Bu Ping pointed his spear and said coldly, "I will kill the Sect Master of Yun Shang Zong. Who dares to oppose me? Who dares to stand in my way?"

The strongholders of Yun Shang Zong remained silent, but they gradually backed away, leaving the Sect Master alone.

Jiang Bu Ping had become invincible!

"A single mistake in judgment, and you reap the bitter consequences. There's no need for you to take action."

The Sect Master of Yun Shang Zong smiled bitterly.

Pu!

His body began to dissipate, his spiritual soul extinguished as he took his own life.

Jiang Bu Ping's cold gaze remained fixed on the Yun Shang Zong faction. At that moment, the Great Elder of Yun Shang Zong, his face cold and stern, raised his hand and grabbed a few figures, pulling them towards him.

"The previous Sect Master brought disaster upon our sect. You were all his confidants. To ensure the continuation of our Yun Shang Zong, we must eradicate the previous Sect Master's remnants today!"

As the Great Elder of Yun Shang Zong spoke, the other elders of the sect acted in unison. In a short while, all those within Yun Shang Zong who had been close to the previous Sect Master and Yun Yan'er were killed.

"The Yun Family's remnants have all been purged. We beseech you, Lord Jiang, to show mercy and spare our Yun Shang Zong this once!"

The Great Elder of Yun Shang Zong and the others bowed respectfully, their faces filled with fear.

Jiang Bu Ping turned his gaze away indifferently. Those who deserved death in Yun Shang Zong had already perished, and the rest had no grudge against him. With that, the matters concerning Yun Shang Zong had come to a close.

He strode towards the Jiang Clan's camp.

At that moment, several members of the Jiang Clan had ashen faces, their bodies trembling.

"Bu Ping, you..."

The Elder opened his mouth to speak, but Jiang Bu Ping interrupted coldly, "I have no connection to the Jiang Clan anymore!"

His gaze swept past the Clan Leader and landed on several of the elders, his eyes turning icy.

Shua!

Jiang Bu Ping thrust out his spear, and in an instant, one of the elders let out a piercing scream as his physical body crumbled and his spiritual soul gradually dissipated.

The other elders turned pale with fright and quickly moved away from the doomed elder.

Hong!

Suddenly, several elders unleashed their most powerful secret techniques in an attempt to escape.

However, Jiang Bu Ping remained calm and continued to strike with his spear. One after another, piercing screams echoed out, causing everyone present to break out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, the discarded disciple had turned the tables, settling old scores. The grudge that had festered within him was now vented entirely.

Jiang Bu Ping glanced indifferently at the members of the Jiang clan and turned to leave. No one dared to stop him or utter a word.

The powerful beings who had gathered from various realms felt a slight twinge of disappointment. They had hoped to witness either the annihilation of the Jiang clan by Jiang Bu Ping or a fierce battle between the two sides.

Although there was a slight disappointment, it was still worth the trip. They had just witnessed a heart-shaking battle and personally observed the murderous path of the Spear Demon!

The storm that had gathered in the Tai Kun Realm and the much-anticipated battle of the discarded disciple's reversal had now come to an end. News of this event would undoubtedly spread throughout the Divine Realm, becoming a significant event in the history of the Divine Realm's martial arts and a topic of fascination for many.

Just then, Jiang Bu Ping looked up towards a certain direction.

"Come, let's fight."

"Good!"

The crowd of powerful beings was taken aback for a moment, but soon their excitement grew.

The Spear Demon versus the Heavenly God?

The strong cultivators from the Wan Bao Alliance were thrilled beyond measure. They had been eagerly awaiting this battle, and now the chance to defeat their formidable foe was at hand!

Boom!

As Meng Chong stepped forward, golden light radiated from his body. He resembled a heavenly god, holding a large blade, with wind and thunder swirling around him, causing the heavens and earth to change color.

In the Tai Kun Realm, all the powerful beings watched with bated breath as the Spear Demon faced off against the Heavenly God. However, unbeknownst to them, a change that would shake the Divine Realm was about to occur in the distant Long Shan Realm!

Above the Dragon Abyss, dark clouds loomed, thunder rumbled, and silvery chains shone with radiant light. The illusory figure of a colorful giant tiger gradually solidified.

A chilling divine might surged upwards, piercing through the heavens.

Roar!

The tiger's roar shook the firmament, and its majestic might swept across the heavens and earth.

Boom!

Thunder rumbled, and the silvery chains tightened. Thick dark clouds descended, and within them, a small world seemed to be taking shape.

Roar!

After a thunderous explosion, a faint roar echoed out. This roar caused the heavens and earth to lose color, and the illusory figure of the colorful giant tiger seemed to be stimulated, letting out a roar of its own.

On the Dragon Abyss Jade Platform, Feng Ling Hu suddenly sensed something amiss.

His power was uncontrollably stimulated, and his bloodline began to boil. He looked up, and his pupils suddenly contracted as a look of shock appeared on his face.

"Tian Shi Qi, what is that?"

Feng Ling Hu roared.

No one responded.

At this moment, Feng Ling Hu realized that something was amiss. He felt as if he was being sacrificed. However, when he looked down at the drop of Heavenly Tiger's essence blood that was about to emerge, he couldn't bring himself to leave.

Roar!

With a roar, his power burst forth, and he suddenly transformed into a giant tiger, unleashing all his strength.

Boom!

Thunder rolled, and dark clouds sank lower. The chains emitted creaking sounds.

In the Long Shan Realm, the spiritual beasts had long ago prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to move an inch.

Meanwhile, the cultivators of the Long Shan Realm felt a sense of impending doom and an overwhelming crisis.

"What's happening?"

"I don't know, but my instincts tell me that a great danger may be approaching."

"We must leave! The Long Shan Realm is no longer safe!"

Some of the more perceptive cultivators quickly made their way towards the realm gate, preparing to depart.

Boom!

"It's almost ready!"

Tian Shi Qi looked towards the direction of the Dragon Abyss and held a pink bead in his hand.

"Let's add some fuel to the fire and create even greater chaos."

He raised his hand and shot the pink bead towards one of the chains. The bead landed on the chain and emitted a layer of pink light that traveled along the chain, penetrating deep into the dark clouds.

Roar!

A roar echoed from within the dark clouds, accompanied by rolling thunder and swirling winds. The dark clouds became even thicker, and within them, a small world began to take shape.

Roar!

A colorful giant tiger roared within.

At that moment, on the Dragon Abyss Jade Platform, a drop of Heavenly Tiger's essence blood finally emerged and transformed into a small colorful heavenly tiger.

Feng Ling Hu was overjoyed and immediately devoured the essence blood.

However, as he swallowed it, a booming sound resonated in his consciousness, causing his head to spin and his eyes to blur.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had lost control of his physical body.

Moreover, a vast divine might emerged within him, stimulating his bloodline and purifying it. This was something he should have been thrilled about, but at this moment, Feng Ling Hu couldn't bring himself to feel happy.

A strong sense of crisis loomed over him, and even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't.

Roar!

The heavenly tiger roared towards the heavens, assuming an attacking stance as if it had encountered its lifelong nemesis, its fighting spirit ignited.

Moreover, Feng Ling Hu sensed a formidable presence within the thick clouds overhead, as if a great terror was staring directly at it, or perhaps its roar had enraged that terror.

No!

It wasn't Feng Ling Hu, but the aura of the Heavenly Tiger that had incited the wrath of the entity within the clouds!

BOOM!

The dark clouds loomed over Dragon Abyss, and the chains rattled as if they were about to break at any moment.

At one point, the illusory figure of the Heavenly Tiger merged with Feng Ling Hu, transforming into a mighty tiger roaring at the sky and assuming an attacking stance.

A torrent of Heavenly Tiger's aura swirled around its body, surging towards the heavens.

ROAR!

A thunderous roar reverberated through the heavens and the earth, and the overwhelming pressure that followed was so intense it could make countless beasts cower and all living beings tremble.

It seemed as if the roaring entity was born with divine might.

Feng Ling Hu's spiritual soul quaked in fear, but it was powerless to stop what was happening.

The Heavenly Tiger and the entity within the clouds exchanged roars, further aggravating each other. The clouds sank lower, thunder rumbled, and the winds howled. Suddenly, a crackling sound filled the air.

Feng Ling Hu watched in horror as the heavens began to collapse!

As the chains snapped, the clouds exploded, thunder rolled, and the sky fell apart!

It seemed as though a small world or a unique space was suddenly unraveling, and along with it, the heavens themselves.

The collapsing heavens created a funnel-like effect, pouring down an even more torrential rain of spiritual energy, causing the spiritual mechanisms of the heavens and the earth to become extraordinarily active.

A profound and mysterious aura also emerged within this small corner of the universe.

Feng Ling Hu gazed upwards and caught a glimpse of the boundless heavens beyond, a realm that transcended even the divine realm. Although only a fraction was visible, it was awe-inspiring.

This, according to legends, was a place that could only be reached when the Heavenly Ladder was opened.

At that moment, two words suddenly appeared in Feng Ling Hu's spiritual consciousness, seemingly originating from the bloodline legacy of the Heavenly Tiger.

"Dao Realm!"

Before Feng Ling Hu could comprehend the reason for the collapsing heavens, an even more terrifying event unfolded!

As the heavens crumbled and the clouds dispersed, thunder rumbled and an icy chill permeated the air. Flurries of snowflakes, resembling thunderbolts, descended.

Amidst the thunder and snow, something plummeted from above!

ROAR!

The Heavenly Tiger let out a terrifying attack, its massive jaws spewing forth a gale that seemed capable of destroying the heavens and the earth. Driven by the will of the Heavenly Tiger, Feng Ling Hu's body lunged forward.

"Ahhhhh!"

Feng Ling Hu's spiritual soul let out a terrified scream.

With the collapse of the heavens came the descent of a true dragon!

A true dragon, only heard of in legends, never before seen!

The heavens fell, and the dragon plummeted!

A contest between dragon and tiger? What right did Feng Ling Hu have to fight a true dragon?

"Tian Shi Qi, I'll f you!"

Feng Ling Hu cursed furiously.

ROAR!

A dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the majestic might of the dragon stirred the winds and clouds. The hundreds-of-zhu long dragon, immaculate and jade-white, descended, its dragon aura intertwining with the tiger's aura.

Amidst the booming sounds, the rift in the corner of the Dao Realm seemed to be slowly mending.

An icy chill permeated the air, and snowflakes fell like thunder. A dragon claw reached down, tearing apart the will of the Heavenly Tiger and extinguishing its aura before grasping towards Feng Ling Hu.

Once the will of the Heavenly Tiger was obliterated, Feng Ling Hu suddenly regained control of his body. However, he felt extremely weak, as if all his spiritual blood was about to be exhausted.

Even though his bloodline had been purified and replaced with the more refined blood of the Heavenly Tiger, Feng Ling Hu couldn't bring himself to feel happy about it.

Aside from the question of whether he could recover the spent spiritual blood, the immediate crisis before him was insurmountable!

That was a true dragon!

Even if he had been at the peak of his strength, he wouldn't have been able to withstand this attack!

"Tian Shi Qi, your mother and I fought eighteen rounds, you bastard!"

Feng Ling Hu roared in despair and anger.

The dragon claw reached down, and Feng Ling Hu saw the blood-red eyes of the immaculate, jade-white dragon. They seemed to have gone berserk, as if anger had overridden its rationality.

At that moment, Feng Ling Hu's scalp tingled. Tian Shi Qi and his group dared to scheme even against a true dragon!

The sense of impending death loomed, and suddenly, Feng Ling Hu noticed a jade talisman within his spiritual soul. This was a lifesaving treasure given to him by his wise younger brother, Chi Cat.

Without hesitation, he hastily activated the jade talisman!

(End of Chapter)

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