How could Jiang Wang hide behind others in a life-or-death fight?

He was upside down in the high sky, his body becoming part of the sword’s momentum. The frost cloak stretched the high dome into a snowy color, and flowing fire filled the sky like scattered flowers. Sword light illuminated his red pupils, and his green shirt fluttered in the wind.

Boundless sword threads intertwined in front of Long Xiang Si, blooming with a dazzling frost light. What were sword threads becoming snow, frost, and moonlight? What was an absolute peak overturning the human world?

His entire body’s sword techniques, tempered through the life-and-death battles with the true demon Gou Ying Yang and the two absolute peaks of Shen Xiao and Mi Jie, had already fused. He knew them all by heart, not just reaching the level of a god!

His techniques were no weaker than Dou Zhao’s absolute top knife technique, which gathered the world’s sharpness into one furnace, and no less than Chong Xuan’s cut delusion knife, which went straight to the point. In the world of sword techniques, in the World Sword Pavilion, even Wu Shen Lin couldn’t match him.

His two styles, the True Self Dao Sword, which expounded the path of the dao, were the extreme of his sword dao. The Ren Character Sword, which mixed all human dao sword styles, was the extreme of his sword intent. The sword immortal Ren’s single sword strike, which integrated the absolute peak of tilting mountains under the five mansions, was the extreme of his sword momentum. Blending sword qi into threads and the frost and snow brightness of the Xiang Si Killing Sword was the extreme of his sword moves.

Now, he casually combined the extreme of his sword moves with the extreme of his sword momentum, weaving sword threads into a mountain of frost and snow, thus becoming the Bright Moon Heavenly Pillar.

This single sword strike shocked the thunder. It whistled for ten thousand li, its momentum pressing down on the nine heavens.

With just one touch, that ferocious roaring blood dragon was twisted and not a single drop of red remained!

The sword qi heavenly pillar then crashed into the Swift Fire Palace! He wasn’t playing some secret room exploration game with Ao Kui, nor did he care what Ao Kui was arranging. If you hide inside the palace, then this palace will be shattered together.

This was the way of the king!

But since Ao Kui hadn’t left when he first devoured and extinguished the cause and effect threads, he naturally had his preparations. Almost at the same time the sword qi touched the palace, the entire Swift Fire Palace, built with strip stones in a rough style, instantly turned blood red. It was unclear whether his invasion was completed exactly at this moment, or if he was simply waiting for this moment.

The stone walls, bricks, and tiles all looked like blood jade. The originally rough Swift Fire Palace displayed a kind of demonic and strange splendor. Blood light surged to the sky! From that vast, heavenly river-like blood light, eighteen kinds of blood-colored weapons, such as knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, and battle-axes, leaped out. All their sharp edges were exposed, and they used eighteen sets of moves, all at the top tier, all welcoming Jiang Wang’s sword!

But the Jiang Wang of today, unless Ao Kui personally held a knife or a spear, could not be blocked. Even the most exquisite moves, if left in the hands of others to fight Jiang Wang, were simply empty talk. After all, once a move was executed, it was already old, while Jiang Wang was an unparalleled master of win-loss in the world.

One could only see the green shirt and frost sword, its momentum not stopping, its sword intent not ceasing. But one could hear the continuous clang like a pipa sound. Long Xiang Si’s momentum was like breaking bamboo, breaking repeatedly, as if there had been no obstacle from the beginning. It still crashed onto the Swift Fire Palace—

The bright snow sword edge touched a blood-colored light shield. This blood-colored light shield covered the entire Swift Fire Palace, like a huge blood amber, firmly resisting Jiang Wang’s sword! Blood light and frost light instantly exploded, and dazzling piercing light filled the sky.

At the same time, Xi Ming lifted his hand and flipped out his hand crossbow, shooting an arrow towards the Swift Fire Palace. It had been preheated for a long time, with no need for more accumulation of momentum. As this arrow was released, there was an ear-piercing sharp sound, as if space was a block of solidified glass, and the arrowhead was scraping forcefully on the glass… This sound stabbed the heart, and the arrow’s point echoed in all directions. The tail feather of the arrow shaft brought out three parallel tail streams, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, like pheasant feathers!

This arrow actually became invisible after leaving the string; only its tail stream remained in sight. At the moment it crashed onto the blood-colored light shield outside the Swift Fire Palace, Bai Yu Xia could clearly see the arrow’s appearance—the arrowhead was three-edged, the arrow shaft was carved with complex runes, and the two tail feathers were pure white like clouds, spotless.

The arrow was named “Unarmor”! And the terrifying killing power it brought caused the light patterns on the blood-colored light shield, which was enduring Jiang Wang’s sword, to ripple like water.

Xi Ming strolled in the high dome, his eyes cold and quietly scanning the “blood amber,” searching for vulnerabilities that might arise from the power collision. His hand crossbow shot nonstop, firing three arrows continuously, all different, either emphasizing penetration or emphasizing blocking yuan force.

This was not all. Behind him, a warrior of eight feet tall, with eight wings spread on his back and holding double knives, suddenly leaped up! His body was made of black steel, with cold light flashing on the iron. There were four characters on his back armor, vertically arranged, saying “dead not return heel”.

His four limbs, eight wings, and torso were all carved with different runes, each describing something complex and profound. His eyes were two complete crystals, and at the moment of activation, red light shone everywhere, extremely cold and cruel!

As Xi Ming’s heart intent moved, it soared like an eagle, flapping its wings and rushing towards the Swift Fire Palace. It displayed absolute Shen Lin level combat power, relentlessly chopping and striking with its ultimate strength!

Ink warriors were a long-term best-selling series among the ink family’s puppets, widely sought after for their powerful fighting ability. However, in Qian Ji Pavilion, only three types of ink warriors were sold to the outside world, corresponding to the Zhou Tian, Teng Long, and Inner Mansion cultivation levels: no wings, double wings, and four wings respectively.

The six-winged ink warrior corresponding to the Outer Building level was no longer sold to the outside and only appeared in the hands of the giant city’s elite disciples. The eight-winged Shen Lin was even more of a killer move existence, worth connecting cities, only owned by the absolute core of the giant city.

Facing such a dense offensive, Ao Kui of course wouldn’t sit and wait for death. He had always not made a sound, but the blood corpse great array covering the entire Swift Fire Race land shook with power. One after another, the naked corpses that had been lit like sky lanterns thus flew up. Regardless of gender, age, or appearance, all exposed their fangs and sharpened their nails at this moment, emitting irregular, strange low roars, thus counter-encircling the Swift Fire Palace and killing towards the two people and one puppet.

Grease fire was lit in the navels of the red corpses, making the entire scene even more evil and strange. It was like countless suspended lamps, echoing some evil ceremony.

Jiang Wang and Xi Ming simply didn’t care, only madly bombarding the blood-colored Swift Fire Palace. They couldn’t imagine Ao Kui’s scheme after killing so many people, but they all knew they absolutely couldn’t give Ao Kui more time.

As for the offensive of these red corpses… Jing Li the Liuli Buddha child was there!

“Nan Wu A Mi Tuo Po Ye, Duo Ta Jia Duo Ye, Duo Di Ye Ta, A Mi Li Dou Po Pi…”

Jing Li descended from the sky and landed in the center of the corpse group. He put his palms together, his face filled with compassion, and began to recite the “Pull all karma obstacles root get born pure land Dharani” incantation. He was reciting scriptures for these innocent slaughtered people, pulling out the karma obstacles in their bodies, soothing their pain, and allowing them to go to the pure land and no longer suffer hardship. This was also called the “Going to Birth Curse.”

In order to urge the power of the incantation to the maximum extent, he had already manifested his Vajra Liuli body! His flesh became semi-transparent like liuli, and golden light shone from inside out, illuminating his bones. He hid his human six desires and sat there, like a skilled craftsman carefully carving a Buddha statue! But his lips opening and closing proved his life, and also echoed his beating Zen heart.

As he recited, circle after circle of Buddha light rippled open with him as the center, covering all the red corpses that were in a frenzy and about to revive. All the red corpses that touched the Buddha light became slow in their actions, and their ferocious low roars also gradually disappeared. Infinite blood color slowly faded its fierce stubbornness!

Bai Yu Xia floated in the air and did not join the battle. If the situation was critical, he would not hesitate to draw his sword. But in a situation where he had a choice, why let these innocent dead people die without a whole corpse? It was best for the little holy monk Jing Li to soothe the corpse group.

But Ao Kui, who was hiding inside the Swift Fire Palace and had always not made a sound, only using the arranged great array to meet the battle, made his heart feel deeply uneasy.

Something was wrong, very wrong… According to the description of the east house, this Ao Kui was an old cunning and extremely deceitful fellow. How could he be an ordinary strong person if he could successfully steal the Tian Fo treasure tool and escape the pursuit of the sea race?

Now he had a feeling of being cornered and desperate, fighting to the death… in just these few rounds? For the human race forces on the floating land to seize power, for the intelligence of the truth of this world, the brief intersection at Sheng Ji Mountain, and this moment. Just these few rounds down, although he and the others had already done everything they could, Ao Kui was not doing anything? Was he just trying to force a bayonet-to-bayonet fight with the east house? How did he deserve the evil name!

He hung his sword at his waist, and in the low sky filled with the grotesque red corpse group, he passed through like a white lightning flashing through a gap, extremely agile, and came to be above the fire shrine, which was covered by the power of the Creation Book.

He said loudly: “Yu Ling clan chief, we are here to help! The situation has calmed down, and the extinction demon dragon has been suppressed. Please open the shrine and help us extinguish this evil dragon together, to avenge these dead people of the Swift Fire department!”

But inside the fire shrine, there was no sound. In the deathly silence, Bai Yu Xia’s face was expressionless. He drew out his long sword from his waist. His sword was passed down by the Bai family of Lang Ya, named “Comet Tail”. When this sword moved, it whistled through the sky, brilliant and dazzling. This time, although it did not move with momentum, it still had a cold frost light flowing on it. It seemed full of killing intent.

“According to reason, I should sympathize with you all, after all, it’s full of sores and scars here, with tragic deaths and injuries,” he slowly said. “But my friends are fighting desperately to protect you all… Do you all want to be spectators?” Outside his body, jade-colored sword qi was emitting. His sword pointed to the fire shrine: “I will only say this once—when there are evil acts in front, silence is complicity, and bystanders are attached to evil! If you all act as wall-sitting spectators, I will regard you all as enemies.”

“Please forgive me, sir!” The voice of Swift Fire Yu Ling finally came late, ringing inside the fire shrine: “The matter was sudden, disaster struck, and under completely unprepared circumstances, we were poisoned to death in batches, and then killed in formation in batches, exhausting all our strength. Only then could we gather some forces and barely… watch the demon rampage with our own eyes in this shrine, all just to preserve the last bloodline of the Swift Fire department.”

As the strongest person in the Swift Fire department and an existence who cultivated the totem spirit, her voice was sad: “You are outsiders, not people of the floating land. We cannot distinguish between good and evil, and we really dare not come out, we don’t want to be wall-sitting spectators!”

“Yes!” Another voice, which should have been another totem spirit of the Swift Fire department, rang out: “If you and that evil dragon are originally in the same group, and you are only acting to trick us out now, how can we not be cut off from heaven and earth if we rashly open the shrine?”

Swift Fire Yu Ling’s voice said again: “My Swift Fire department is almost extinct, the totem is dim, the origin is damaged, and Wang Quan department will receive the news not long from now. We are few in number and weak in strength, relying entirely on the Creation Book and the fire shrine to protect ourselves. Our power is actually limited. Why doesn’t the gentleman wait a while, wait until Qing Wang decrees the world, the army gathers, and strong people from all departments gather, and then kill this demon dragon together? At that time, when the danger is removed, I am willing to pour wine and apologize, admit my mistakes and accept punishment!”

Bai Yu Xia silently listened to these words, neither responding nor attacking, but instead returned his sword to its sheath and left the fire shrine.

“He left?”

Inside the fire shrine, there were whispering voices.

“It seems so.”

The place where the voices came from was a corner of a side room inside the fire shrine. The several warriors guarding here had just observed the situation outside the fire shrine through a very deep hidden observation hole—this fire shrine was built to be used as a war fortress. Although in most of the time, only witch priests lived in it.

“This person is too unreasonable!” The first voice was indignant: “If we don’t go out, he regards us as enemies? Who exactly is suffering from the disaster? Does he wish our Swift Fire department to die out?”

“What’s rare,” the second voice said. “The human race in the present world is used to being barbaric. Those who follow them prosper, and those who oppose them perish. When have they ever regarded us as people? The present world suppresses everything. All the ten thousand races in the heavens are ants; this is their mindset. They are just fighting for the king’s right totem and to be star generals, so they coax them. Otherwise, what dog fart blue sky comers, they should have been killed one by one as soon as they came!”

“Not necessarily from being barbaric,” the third voice explained. “I see this person wants to probe something. He finds some answers through our reaction.”

They cursed a few more sentences.

The first voice asked again: “Those red corpses outside… are they the original earth department’s puppet corpse method?”

“What original earth department’s puppet corpse method!” The second voice said disdainfully. “Isn’t it from the outside world? That one called Fang Chong exchanged it with them.”

“Shouldn’t be,” the third voice still explained. “I’ve seen the original earth department’s puppet corpse method. Those puppet corpses are all very weak, far from having such performance.”

“They are not from the same school at all, they are all from the present world!” The second voice was even more indignant: “Originally, that Jiang Wu Xie said it so well… what substantial help did he give us? He lost the life-and-death chess game, the totem was taken away, not even a fart was left! These people from the present world are all in the same nest, no good things, just dry—”

With a ‘pa’ sound, a slap stopped his scolding. “What are you chatting about? Guard properly!”

Outside the side room, Swift Fire Yu Ling, dressed in a splendid long robe, wearing a red crown on her head, and in full dress, just passed by. Her face was expressionless, her footsteps calm, as if she heard nothing, or didn’t care about anything she heard. But the jade que in her hand was still clenched in her palm, clenched very tightly. Her nails were too long and had cut blood marks in her palm.

She was the king of the Swift Fire department, shouldering the future of a million-strong clan, but now, the future was no more. The clan members had withered to this point; the Swift Fire department could already announce its dissolution! Warriors, not to mention some who hesitated, not to mention resentment for past prestige, even drawing a knife against her, were all justifiable.

Indeed, she had already done everything she could. Indeed, that demon dragon was too cunning and too strong, and the Swift Fire department fundamentally had no possibility of resisting. But as the clan chief, incompetence was a great evil!

Why was life so difficult? She once thought she had changed her life through her own efforts, scheming and fighting her way to a high position. But outside the strong power, there was still strong power. With one finger pressing down, it was still a mountain tilting for her!

How painful. And how it made her sober.

But in this sober pain, her beautiful eyes still inevitably held a trace of hope…

Jiang Lang, are you coming?

Jiang Lang, do you remember the agreement from that time?

Thanks to book friend “eclair” for becoming the alliance master of this book. This is the 470th alliance of Red Heart Patrolling Heaven!