Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 619 The Sun and Moon Within the Belly Devour the Chaotic Void, The Sword Slays the Kunpeng and Terrifies the Heroes (Seeking Rewards and Subscriptions!)

Tianyun Gorge lives up to its name.

Legend has it that this place is where ancient stars shattered and fell, and the terrain for thousands of miles is broken and twisted, with countless huge star debris cliffs interlocking, forming countless deep and dark canyons and shadows that block out the sun.

The void is filled with chaotic and violent stellar magnetic energy. When ordinary cultivators arrive here, their magical power becomes sluggish and difficult to circulate, and their consciousness becomes confused, making it easier for them to lose their way.

At the same time, the groundwater is abundant, with a surging underground river with an astonishing flow, making it truly a remarkable place.

However, at this moment, deep within this desolate and lifeless Star Remains Canyon, a suffocating and chilling aura permeated the air.

An invisible killing formation had already been laid out, held back but not yet unleashed, covering the space within a radius of ten thousand miles like an iron barrel, isolating the inside from the outside.

Within the shadows, powerful, eerie, and ancient auras lurked, like countless venomous snakes and ferocious beasts hiding in the darkness.

Nearly one-third of the elite forces of the Spirit Venerable Society were gathered here under the prestige of Ancestor Kunpeng.

Among them are several ancient demon species that have been sleeping for thousands of years, their aura decaying yet their ferocity undiminished; there are manifestations of true spirits whose true forms are powerful spiritual treasures, their spiritual light containing killing intent; and there are also Mahayana giants from the hundred races of the spirit world who have joined the Spirit Venerable Society and are infamous for their ferocity.

Each of them is a top-tier figure in the realm of earthly immortals.

The status of Patriarch Kunpeng is comparable to that of Daoist Huolin. Both are founders and star lords of the Spirit Venerable Society. However, compared to Daoist Huolin's relatively conciliatory approach, Patriarch Kunpeng prefers to nip all dangers in the bud.

These beings lurk in the shadows, holding their breath, waiting for their prey to step in.

On the tallest, broken star-remains pillar in the center of the canyon, the Kunpeng Ancestor stood with his hands behind his back, his black feather robes remaining motionless amidst the chaotic star magnetic winds.

Beside him, Daojun Minghe appeared to be unaffected by any restrictions, simply sitting to the side, but his face was pale, and he gazed into the distance with a complex expression.

Kunpeng's lips curled into a cold smile, his divine sense covering the entire killing situation. He was just waiting for Daoist Lu Cheng to step in before launching a thunderous attack to bury him completely.

Just as this deathly silence reached its peak with the passage of time!

The sky has cracked open!
It's not just a description; it's a real crack that has appeared, with a huge gap burning with golden-red flames!
Immediately following, an unparalleled sword light, as dazzling as the falling sun, carried an overbearing will to cleave through galaxies and incinerate all things.

Ignoring the layers of restrictions and spatial blockades around it, it ruthlessly broke through the celestial barrier of Tianyun Gorge with an unreasonable and domineering attitude, and plunged straight down.

The sword is the art of killing. Therefore,
When this sword was drawn, all the stars in the heavens dimmed, and the brilliance of the sun and moon also dimmed. Only a magnificent sword rainbow remained, capable of severing time and piercing through the void, overwhelming and unstoppable!
As soon as this sword was drawn, the blood-red clouds in the vast sky froze, and the evil energy of the nine netherworlds was frozen. The chilling killing intent that surpassed all ages and could slay immortals and gods had solidified into a tangible form, revealing itself in a sinister manner!

Once this sword is drawn, the cycle of Yin and Yang is disrupted, and the three souls and seven spirits are severed in response. Even those with heaven-reaching and earth-shattering abilities and souls that last for ten thousand years cannot escape being reduced to ashes and cannot be saved!

Once this sword is drawn, the universe is turned upside down, the laws collapse, and all laws become like dreams and illusions. All obstacles, whether tangible or intangible, are reduced to dust and cannot be stopped by the sword's edge!
With forty-two layers of heavenly magic power, and wielded with the tenth-order Heavenly Immortal Slayer Sword, coupled with Lu Cheng's Golden Rainbow Piercing the Sun Sword Style, this sword strike can be called the strongest killing sword in Lu Cheng's ten thousand years of cultivation!
Before the sword light arrived, its extremely sharp intent had already descended.

The terrifying pressure of the sword crashed down like the collapse of the heavens.

Countless dormant Spirit Venerable cultivators were caught off guard, feeling as if their souls were being pierced by millions of steel needles, their blood and qi churning.

Those with weaker cultivation levels let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from their mouths and noses. The hidden array light screens they had set up surfaced and trembled violently, emitting groans of unbearable strain.

"Lu Cheng brat, you really dare to come here to seek death!" On the giant pillar, the Kunpeng Ancestor's eyes flashed with a terrifying light, his heart filled with shock and anger.

He wasn't unaware that Lu Cheng dared to come, but he certainly didn't expect Lu Cheng to arrive so quickly, to wield his sword so domineeringly, and to completely crush the entire situation with the most ruthless and domineering attitude without any negotiation!

"That flying sword... Heavenly Punishment, you have indeed betrayed us!"

Seeing this, the Kunpeng Ancestor held nothing back. He suddenly spread his arms wide, his black feather robe fluttering wildly, and a terrifying aura originating from ancient times and even the primordial era, capable of devouring everything, suddenly erupted.

"The sea and sky undergo eight transformations, the chaotic void is boundless, it devours stars and consumes the universe, it embraces the heavens and earth! (Photograph)"

Rumble, rumble!

Behind the Kunpeng Ancestor, the void shattered inch by inch like fragile glass. A colossal, deep, dark void, so vast that even light could not escape, instantly formed.

This void is not inanimate; it is spinning, roaring, and frantically devouring everything around it.

Star debris, rock walls, chaotic stellar magnetic forces, and even the omnipresent space itself were torn apart, twisted, and swallowed up by this terrifying gravity.

At the edge of the chaotic void, the laws of space were completely disordered, and time itself seemed to stand still.

This is the ultimate evolution of Kunpeng's innate divine power, using its supreme demonic arts to simulate and replicate the power of the ultimate celestial body in the universe.

On his very first move, he unleashed a tenth-tier immortal technique!
The golden-red sword light that pierced through the air was the first to be hit!

Clang!
The magnificent sword rainbow, powerful enough to annihilate stars and incinerate worlds, suddenly slowed down the moment it entered the gravitational pull of the chaotic void.

The golden-red flames surrounding the sword light, which incinerated everything, were being frantically torn apart, stripped away, and devoured by the terrifying devouring power of the chaotic void.

The sword light seemed to sink into an endless quagmire, enveloped, entangled, and worn away by that pure, destructive darkness.

Zizzi——!
The ear-piercing friction sounds, the sounds of the annihilation of the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and the sounds of space shattering mingled together, forming a tooth-grinding symphony of death.

The golden-red sword light struggled forward in the chaotic void, constantly bursting out with dazzling light. Each burst represented the terrifying outpouring of the magical power of the forty-two heavens of Lu City, and the unparalleled sharpness of the Heavenly Slaughter Immortal Sword tearing apart the constraints of the chaotic void itself.

However, the Kunpeng Demon's demonic cultivation over tens of thousands of years was truly profound. This chaotic void was his trump card, a fusion of his innate divine power. Its devouring power was endless and incredibly resilient, firmly resisting the advance of the sword light. It even showed a faint tendency to drag the entire sword light in and completely annihilate it.

In an instant, the two were locked in the most dangerous and direct struggle. A pure clash of magical power, a contest of wills, and a confrontation of the laws of the Great Dao.

The golden-red sword light flickered uncertainly in the void, yet it carried an indomitable sharpness and a destructive ferocity!

With the sword in my hand and the spirit in my heart, I will cut through all calamities and cleave through all obstacles, cultivate my Dao heart to a state of fierce fearlessness, and prove my longevity and great freedom!
The chaotic void, like the mouth of a greedy beast, constantly devoured and eroded the sharpness of the sword light.

The entire Tianyun Gorge trembled violently from the collision of the two, and countless massive star-shaped rock walls were pulverized by the terrifying residual energy of heaven and earth.

The Spirit Venerable cultivators who were lying in ambush were already terrified by the sudden burst of sword energy and magic power, which scattered in all directions and was almost devastating. They all summoned their protective magic treasures and desperately moved away from the core area of ​​the clash between the two sides. For a moment, they could no longer care about the siege.
"Lu Cheng, what good is a tenth-tier immortal sword in your hand? Before my Devouring Heaven Technique, you will ultimately be reduced to dust. Sect Leader of Taiqing? Today is the day of your demise!"

"Not only you, but after I kill you, I will also exterminate your entire Taiqing Sect, leaving no one alive!"

The Kunpeng Ancestor stood in the center of that chaotic void, combining offense and defense. His hair and beard stood on end, and he looked like a madman. His terrifying demonic killing intent seemed to radiate outwards, chilling people to the bone!
He unleashed his full power of demonic energy, determined to devour Lu Cheng and his sword completely, and annihilate him on the spot.

However, no matter what the Kunpeng Ancestor was saying, Lu Cheng ignored him and focused solely on channeling his divine sense and magical power into his flying sword.

Killing doesn't require much talk; a flying sword is enough.

Just as the two sides clashed and fought back with their sword energy.

Just as the sword energy and demonic light continued to scatter, forming a vortex storm that swept outwards.

A sudden change occurred!

"Ouch!!!"

A violent roar that shattered the heavens suddenly exploded from the void beside Lu Cheng.

Immediately following, a brilliant purple-gold light erupted, and an incredibly massive shadow surged forth like a burst dam:

It was a ninth-tier demonic hound, its size comparable to a mountain, its body covered in dark gold scales, its fangs like towering ancient trees, and its eyes burning with madness and violence.

Roaring Heaven Devours the Moon, Ninth-Order Demon Saint!
As soon as the monstrous hound appeared, it opened its enormous maw, which seemed capable of swallowing the entire sky.

"It contains the sun and moon within its belly, and devours the heavens and the earth!"

A devouring power, though not quite as powerful as the Kunpeng Ancestor's Chaotic Devouring Divine Power, was still primal, wild, and unreasonable, and suddenly erupted.

The giant maw of the demonic hound was aimed at the edge of the chaotic void maintained by the Kunpeng Ancestor, and the originally stable Devouring Law suddenly became slightly disordered.

The perfectly functioning and indestructible Chaos Demon Art of the Kunpeng Ancestor was actually affected by this sudden, fundamental interference from the laws and the impact on his mind, resulting in a slight, yet potentially fatal, stagnation.

It's that tiny, fleeting moment of stagnation.

For a top-tier swordsman like Lu Cheng, this was already enough.

"break!"

Since the other party had summoned a group of people to attack him, Lu Cheng naturally wouldn't insist on a one-on-one sword duel with the Kunpeng Ancestor.

The Taoist's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and the sword technique he had been holding back suddenly surged forward.

The Heavenly Punishment Immortal Sword, whose light had been bent and dimmed by the chaotic singularity, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant radiance!
hum! !

The forty-two layers of previously somewhat shaky and blurry illusory images of the heavens instantly solidified and expanded, each layer seemingly transforming into a real and tangible grotto-heaven world, with boundless Dao sounds booming.

The Heavenly Slaughter Immortal Sword emitted a resounding sword cry that seemed to pierce through the heavens and split rocks, and a terrifying sword intent that could slay immortals and gods and destroy all laws soared to its peak.

The golden rainbow sword light was no longer light; it transformed into a pure and ultimate law of "slaughter," "destruction," and "annihilation." Lu Cheng cultivated the Great Dao of Innate Power, and as long as the cultivator himself could comprehend it, he could integrate the power of all laws.

Time, space, devouring, defense... all lost their meaning before this sword. With a speed beyond comprehension, it ruthlessly pierced the core singularity of the chaotic void along the slit torn open by the "sun and moon within the belly".

Like a scalding dagger piercing solidified butter, the chaotic singularity symbolizing the annihilation of the void was forcibly cleaved open by this golden rainbow sword light, which embodied Lu Cheng's lifelong sword cultivation, was empowered by forty-two layers of heavenly power, and carried by the pseudo-immortal artifact, the Heavenly Slaughter Immortal Sword.

"No--!!!!"

The Kunpeng Ancestor let out a roar of extreme shock, anger, and despair, attempting to detonate the chaotic void in a final struggle. However, it was too late.

The cracked void could no longer maintain that terrifying balance of devouring.

Boom! ! ! !
The indescribable destructive energy of heaven and earth finally found an outlet.

The golden rainbow sword energy, shattered stars, annihilated space fragments, and raging dimensional storms that were forcibly torn apart, devoured, and compressed in the chaos... all of them, with a hundredfold or a thousandfold ferocity, suddenly erupted in a backlash!

A black-gold sphere of primordial energy, dozens of times larger than the previous chaotic void, instantly engulfed the location where the Kunpeng Ancestor was.

On the surface of the light sphere, countless chains of laws broke, spatial fragments flew like glass, and a destructive shock wave swept out in a ring. Wherever it passed, the remaining mountains on both sides of the Tianyun Gorge collapsed, shattered, and vaporized like sandcastles.

The entire structure of the canyon was completely destroyed and leveled at that moment.

At the center of the light, a purplish-gold sword shadow, refined to its utmost, flashed into existence, carrying the supreme will to sever destiny and resolve cause and effect.

Meanwhile, at the center of the sphere of light, the Kunpeng Ancestor's true form was an ancient spirit, immensely large, with astonishing demonic power and extraordinary life force. In this vortex of destruction, his physical body constantly transformed and repaired itself, never being completely destroyed, but rather the result of tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation.

However, the extremely refined purple-gold sword shadow appeared, constantly thrusting and slashing, weakening his fading life force.

The light lasted for more than ten breaths before slowly dimming and dissipating.

At the last moment, Lu Cheng seemed to hear a long sigh, and then a dark shadow suddenly flashed away from the humanoid figure at the center of the sphere of light.

Immediately afterwards, the human form and spirit disintegrated.

Where was the once majestic and imposing figure of Patriarch Kunpeng?
There was only a vast void that had been completely transformed into chaotic turbulence, filled with an aura of destruction and spatial turbulence.

"This old demon is truly powerful. He didn't die completely, allowing a wisp of his demonic soul to escape. However, he can no longer call himself the Kunpeng Ancestor unless he can find a pure-blooded Kunpeng to possess in time, and his accumulated magical power of 100,000 years is also completely lost, which will be difficult to recover for at least tens of thousands of years."

Upon seeing this, Lu Cheng immediately recalled the Heavenly Punishment Flying Sword, thinking to himself.

What appears slow from Lu Cheng and Kunpeng's perspective is actually just a matter of a single sword strike.

Under the Golden Rainbow Piercing the Sun Sword Style, the ancient giant, the Kunpeng Ancestor, was almost completely annihilated, leaving only a wisp of broken demonic soul to flee to the ends of the earth.

Perhaps after many millennia, it can make a comeback, or perhaps it will die from its injuries in some corner.

Dead!

Absolute silence enveloped this shattered land that had just experienced a terrifying sword light and a baptism of magic.

Those Lingzun cultivators who were lurking in the void folds and meteor shadows of Tianyun Gorge, preparing to swarm in after Ancestor Kunpeng severely injured Lu City, either to take advantage of the situation or to kick him while he was down, were now frozen as if by invisible ice.

The greed, cruelty, and scheming on their faces were instantly replaced by boundless fear.

Shocked!
An indescribable terror!
Kunpeng Ancestor, one of the Star Lords of the Spirit Venerable Society, and one of the strongest Grandmasters in the world, has now died at the hands of a human cultivator with a single sword strike.
"Kun... Ancestor Kunpeng... is dead?" A Mahayana cultivator, clad in a star-patterned robe and exuding a chilling aura, spoke with a dry, trembling voice, as if he could not believe his eyes and the sensations of his divine sense.

That was an ancient true spirit, the leader of the Northern Dipper in the Spirit Venerable Assembly, an old monster who had roamed the Immortal Realm for countless millennia. And yet… he was annihilated by this Lu Cheng Daoist with a single sword strike? His body and soul perished?

The scene before us is utterly absurd.

"Run!" But some reacted quickly, letting out a shrill, distorted cry.

In an instant, all the cultivators present were terrified.

Even these four words are insufficient to describe the current state of these Spirit Venerable cultivators.

They erupted into chaos like shrimp thrown into boiling oil. The Spirit Lord's mission, the high reward, the promises of the Kunpeng Ancestor—all became utter nonsense in the face of this absolute power and the threat of death!

One after another, streaks of light, some blood-red, some pale green, some eerie blue, burst forth from their hiding places with unprecedented panic and fear, fleeing desperately into the void in all directions.

I only regret that my parents didn't give me two more legs, and I hate myself even more for being greedy for those little benefits and getting involved in this terrible killing scheme.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Lu Cheng's figure appeared amidst the turbulent void, his robes fluttering, spotless. His face was calm, but his eyes were even colder. The Heavenly Execution Immortal Sword in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a low groan of yearning to drink blood.

"The finest flying swords require enough blood to sharpen their blades the first time they are drawn from their sheaths. Since you have come to ambush us, then you may all remain here!"

Lu Cheng had no interest in gradually scheming and eliminating the remnants of Ancestor Kunpeng after entering the Spirit Venerable Society. Since that was the case, it would be better to kill them all here.

Even if we don't kill them all, we must kill them until they are terrified and never dare to be enemies of the human race again!
Before the divine voice had faded, the Heavenly Slaughtering Immortal Sword had already transformed into a streak of light that would steal one's soul.

Spun everywhere, swords devouring all living beings!
The sword light was not a single beam, but rather split into countless beams in an instant.

Each sword light precisely locked onto a fleeing figure, ignoring distance and defense, carrying a chilling killing intent that was sure to cut through and kill.

"No!" A Shadow Clan cultivator riding a blood-red bone banner turned back in despair, his eyes reflecting the ever-approaching purple-gold sword light.

He frantically urged the bone banner, spewing out a river of foul blood in an attempt to block it. However, the sword light flashed only once, the blood river evaporated, the bone banner shattered, and even his protective demonic aura and powerful demonic body were instantly shredded into the finest particles by the sword intent.

All of the Shadow Clan's mysterious life-saving abilities were sealed off, rendering them completely unusable.

puff! puff! puff! puff!
In the void, bursts of tragically beautiful yet fleeting crimson fireworks exploded.

Screams, the sounds of magical artifacts shattering, and the annihilation of protective light barriers rose and fell, weaving together a desperate symphony of death.

The unparalleled killing power of the Heavenly Punishment Immortal Sword was fully displayed in Lu Cheng's hands.

Wherever the sword light reached, even tenth-tier spiritual treasures and Mahayana cultivators were reduced to dust.

The old woman piloting the bone-inlaid flying boat, seeing a purple-gold sword light relentlessly pursuing her like a leech, had a mad glint in her eyes. She slammed her hand on her chest, spewing out a stream of blackish-green poisonous fire imbued with her life essence, simultaneously detonating her flying boat. With a deafening roar, the poisonous flames and bone fragments created a terrifying shockwave, attempting to impede the sword light.

However, the purple-gold sword light only paused slightly, and the mysterious runes on the sword flowed, forcibly "extinguishing" the poisonous fire that was enough to corrode the void and the explosive energy of heaven and earth.

The sword light, instead of slowing down, increased in speed, easily piercing through the dozen or so layers of bone shields hastily erected by the old woman, passing right through her brow. The old woman's body stiffened, the light in her eyes quickly dimmed, and her dissipated primordial spirit was shredded by the sword light.

Bloodshed and carnage, but it all happened in the blink of an eye.

When the last streak of desperate escape was completely pierced and evaporated by a magnificent sword pillar descending from the sky, the shattered and devastated Tianyun Gorge, or rather the former canyon, which was now a chaotic void of ruins, finally fell into complete silence.

Only the raging spatial turbulence raged silently, and the thick, overwhelming stench of blood and the aura of destruction permeated the air, testifying to the brief yet extremely brutal massacre that had just taken place.

Lu Cheng stood alone in the void. The Heavenly Execution Immortal Sword transformed into a stream of purple-gold light, obediently flying back and hovering beside him. The sword hummed, seemingly rejoicing as its master drank his fill of blood.

"Wang!"

The Moon-Devouring Demon Dog let out a low growl, and its massive body transformed into a stream of dark golden light, returning to the Purple-Gold-Red Gourd.

Lu Cheng's gaze swept over the devastated land he had personally created, his eyes deep and unfathomable, devoid of joy or sorrow.
The ancient Kunpeng was annihilated here. Of the Spirit Lord's hidden troops, seven or eight out of ten were wiped out.

The dust has settled in this battle.

An invisible, vast will, which only the truly top-tier experts of the Earthly Immortal Realm could clearly perceive, swept across this shattered void like ripples on water.

Those were the gazes of the Star Lords from the core of the Spirit Venerable Society, representing the ancient heritage and latent order of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Under the gaze of this will, the star in the Big Dipper that originally belonged to the Kunpeng Ancestor and was now dim and without light, seemed to have found a new home, its authority and brilliance silently shifting and coalescing.

Finally, a brand new, yet more dazzling and sharp starlight was firmly imprinted on the Big Dipper constellation, its brilliance resonating faintly with the aura of Lu City, dominating the region.

From this day forward, the position of Lord of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper will be transferred to Lu Cheng, and the Spirit Realm will be a brand new world.

The surrounding area was deathly silent, with only the shattered space emitting a mournful wail, like a final elegy.

In the distance, several extremely subtle divine thoughts, filled with shock and complex emotions, retreated hastily upon touching the edge of this destructive domain, like startled fish. No one dared to peer in again, no one dared to question it.

Lu Cheng's gaze fell on the direction in which the wisp of Kunpeng demonic soul had fled, his eyes as deep as an abyss. He did not pursue it, but merely flicked his finger lightly across the cold spine of the Heavenly Execution Immortal Sword.

Zheng! !

An opponent who has already fallen to the sword can never pose a threat to you again in this life. You must leave behind some whetstones for future generations to hone your skills.

(End of this chapter)