Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 259 Killing Ye Nantian and Killing Emperor Jiang (1 words)
"I didn't expect that!"

Jiang Ruoxu said in a deep voice, "I've been hunting geese all day, but today I've been pecked in the eye by one!"

“Ye Nantian,” Emperor Jiang said, “this is true cooperation. Although I have trapped your soul in your immortal body, your personal will remains. You are still a natural person, and you are still Ye Nantian.”

Ye Nantian said, "But life and death are in your hands."

"I am the sovereign, and you are the subject, loyally expanding my territory," Emperor Jiang said. "This was your initial promise, and now it is merely fulfilling that promise. Moreover, I have also granted you your desire for supreme power. With your immortal body, your boundless energy, and your infinite clones, you are now invincible!"

"That's it!"

Ye Nantian sighed and said, "Whether we are truly invincible is still debatable, but we can first take the title of the world's number one on the surface."

As he spoke, Ye Nantian looked at Gu Mo and said, "Gu Mo, I never intended to kill you today. I was already preparing to leave, but this blunder just happened, and now I have no choice but to kill you. It's just a pity that with your martial arts talent, your future is limitless, but you will die here today!"

Gu Mo floated in the void and laughed loudly: "Since I debuted, I have encountered all kinds of powerful opponents. They all said the same thing as you, and in the end, without exception, they were all killed by me."

“Today is an exception,” Ye Nantian said.

Gu Mo beckoned with his finger and said, "Come and kill!"

Ye Nantian moved slightly, and in the instant the surrounding air froze as if it were iron, without even stirring up a single speck of dust, the void within a few feet around him suddenly rippled like a spider web, and dark cracks seeped out with eerie blue lightning, as if the space itself was being torn apart by this subtle movement.

In the next instant, Ye Nantian's figure dissolved like an ink droplet falling into clear water. When he solidified again, he was standing steadily on the crenellations of the city tower thirty feet away, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the bricks and stones beneath his feet.

Gu Mo immediately activated the Dharma Image behind him, and a roar like the cries of dragons and tigers resounded between heaven and earth. Crimson fire waves wrapped around azure wind blades, and silver lightning snakes coiled around black lightning. The four completely different powers condensed into a twisted pillar of chaotic light, which crashed into the city tower with the force of destroying the world.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the air was ignited into dazzling flames, the bluestone bricks on the ground cracked inch by inch, and the flying fragments were pulverized into dust by the energy at the edge of the beam of light before they even left the ground.

"Master Gu, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, they're useless if you use the same moves too often!"

Just as the beam of light was about to touch Ye Nantian's clothes, Ye Nantian uttered a sarcastic remark. The air around him rippled like a stone thrown into a lake, suddenly splitting into dozens of identical figures!

Each clone quickly picked up various weapons from the ground, each figure carrying the same chilling killing intent, darting in all directions like locusts in the sky, their trajectories as unpredictable as a flock of swallows migrating south in late autumn, weaving an ever-changing net of sword shadows in the void.

"Boom——!"

The attack slammed into the city wall. The power of wind and fire ripped away the entire battlement, and the power of lightning tore through the rammed earth wall. Half of the city wall collapsed with a deafening roar, like a mountain cleaved by a giant axe.

The flying bricks and stones, mixed with scorching heat waves, shot into the sky, forming a cloud of smoke and dust that blotted out the sun.

Amidst the smoke and dust, dozens of Ye Nantian's clones were struck by the aftershocks of energy, turning into specks of light and dissipating like fireflies scattered by a gale.

However, the remaining dozens of clones took advantage of the shockwave from the explosion, weaving through the forces of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning like fish, stepping on the edges of the collapsed bricks and stones. Their figures were so fast that only afterimages remained. In the instant that Gu Mo's Dharma body withdrew its power, they had already rushed to his side like arrows released from a bow!

"Prisoner!"

Dozens of clones simultaneously uttered low shouts, their voices converging into an invisible sonic wave. Their weapons, instead of carrying sharp sword energy, spewed forth wisps of milky-white true energy. This true energy intertwined and entwined in the air, like the most skilled weaver weaving a net, instantly transforming into dozens of bowl-thick chains of true energy, linked together, forming an octagonal cage of true energy within a few feet of Gu Mo!
The cage's surface shimmered with a warm luster, seemingly gentle, yet it contained the binding power of Ye Nantian's life's cultivation, making even the air inside the cage thick and sticky.

"Ye Nantian, I'll return that to you: once a move is overused, it loses its meaning!"

Ye Nantian had already used this technique of using clones to unleash a combined attack formation to amplify power infinitely before.

Immediately, a cold light flashed in Gu Mo's eyes. He stomped his feet hard on the blue bricks beneath his feet, and the two swords in his hands, Taixu and Yuanhong, simultaneously burst forth with brilliant sword light—the Taixu sword in his left hand was like ice covering a thousand miles, with fine frost flowers condensing on its blade; the Yuanhong sword in his right hand was like raging flames burning the sky, with crimson fire patterns flowing along its spine.

"Break!" He let out a long roar, his two swords crossed like a cross, slashing towards the true energy cage with the momentum of splitting the heavens and earth.

"Crack——!"

The milky-white chains of true energy shattered instantly, scattering countless firefly-like specks of light. But Ye Nantian's clones did not disperse; instead, at the moment the cage shattered, all the figures suddenly merged into one, like rivers flowing into the sea.

A flash of intense light, and Ye Nantian's true form reformed. The longsword in his hand, having absorbed the sword intent of all his clones, turned pitch black. The energy flowing across the sword was no longer true qi, but rather a tangible, dark blue sword aura.

"Then let's keep it simple and fight head-on!"

Ye Nantian roared, his figure closing in like a ghost. He no longer used his clone technique, but instead launched a pure, swift sword attack. As his longsword danced, the air crackled under the immense pressure, and one after another, black sword beams shot out like bolts of lightning, each carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Gu Mo wielded his twin swords in unison, their silvery-white light weaving into an impenetrable shield, yet they were still forced back by the violent sword energy. It had to be admitted that Jiang Ruoxu's body was indeed incredibly powerful; not only were its speed and defense formidable, but its strength had also reached an extreme.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The collision of sword energy and sword light was like thunderbolts striking the ground.

The city wall collapsed completely amidst a roar, revealing the scorched earth below. The earth trembled and burst open with bottomless cracks. Bricks and stones were swept up by the aftershocks of energy, like fallen leaves swept by a gale, forming a howling brick and stone storm in mid-air.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the figures of the two appeared and disappeared intermittently. Only the crisp sounds of clashing weapons and the muffled thunder of colliding internal energy echoed continuously above the ruins.

Just as Ye Nantian's sword was about to strike Gu Mo's face, Gu Mo suddenly turned to the side, narrowly avoiding the blade, and at the same time flicked his wrist—

"Zheng!"

The Taixu Sword flew out of his hand with a sharp whooshing sound. It did not thrust forward, but drew a strange arc in the air, like a serpent, and circled behind Ye Nantian, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at his unsuspecting back!

This sword strike was extremely cunning in its angle and incredibly fast, even slicing through the flying bricks and lime in mid-air.

However, just as the sword tip was about to touch his body, Ye Nantian's figure split again—this time, more than ten separate figures scattered and flew away.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Two clones were accurately struck by the Taixu Sword and dissipated into light fragments, but the remaining clones simultaneously swung their swords, weaving a sword net behind Ye Nantian, which slightly blocked the Taixu Sword's momentum.

Ye Nantian's main body, taking advantage of the moment his clone blocked the attack, floated away like a wisp of smoke for over ten feet, just in time to avoid the fatal blow.

Bricks and stones continued to fly, shattering the sunlight into fragments.

Gu Mo's Taixu Sword spun in the air and quickly flew into Gu Mo's hand.

Ye Nantian stood on the broken wall not far away, his long sword pointing diagonally at the ground.

Their eyes met, and the air seemed to freeze.

Gu Mo sighed inwardly that Ye Nantian and Jiang Ruoxu were indeed troublesome. His strongest single-target attack methods were the Horizontal and Vertical Sword Technique and the Heavenly Will Four Symbols Technique, but from the beginning of the fight until now, his moves and methods had become worn out. Although they had not been broken, they could no longer hurt Ye Nantian, because Ye Nantian had found a way to deal with them.

This is why martial arts practitioners rarely unleash their ultimate moves right from the start of a fight. Their trump cards are reserved for a decisive strike at the opportune moment. If you unleash your ultimate move immediately, the enemy, at their peak, can easily dodge it, while you expose your own trump card. Meanwhile, the enemy remains unaware of your trump card, putting you at a disadvantage in the continued fight. You risk being killed or severely injured by the enemy's ultimate move if you're not careful.

Therefore, Gu Mo decided to engage in close combat.

When facing an enemy head-on, his greatest trump card is actually his boundless internal energy and unparalleled combat awareness. With his mastery of dozens of martial arts techniques, he truly doesn't believe that anyone in this world has a stronger combat awareness than him.

Immediately, Gu Mo once again summoned the Taixu Flying Sword and locked onto Ye Nantian's body. With a "hum", the Taixu Sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling silver light. The true energy on the sword moved like a living thing, and strands of silver-white sword energy condensed into a solid chain, which struck Ye Nantian with the force of thunder.

Just as the Taixu Sword locked onto him, Gu Mo's left hand, gripping the Yuanhong Sword, suddenly erupted with a dark red light. He stomped his toes, shattering the burning city bricks beneath his feet, and the space around him rippled like water. He instantly teleported in front of Ye Nantian, the Yuanhong Sword blade angled, its tip emitting a foot-long dark light, aiming straight for Ye Nantian's throat.

"Well done!"

A cold glint flashed in Ye Nantian's eyes, and instead of retreating, he advanced. Dozens of clones suddenly exploded around him, each carrying the same chilling sword intent as his main body. They rushed towards the sword energy of the Taixu Sword like moths to a flame!

"Boom! Boom!"

One after another, the clones self-destructed, their azure-blue true energy exploding like fireworks within the net of light, each explosion causing the void to tremble violently. A dozen clones transformed into Gu worms within the net of light, condensing into twelve intertwined dragon-shaped chains around the Taixu Sword. With a "crack," these chains locked together in an octagonal cage, trapping the ferocious flying sword within.

At almost the same moment, from another cloud of smoke, more than a dozen clones emerged like ghosts.

Ignoring the protective aura emanating from Gu Mo's body, they actually used their physical bodies to withstand the aftershocks of the Yuanhong Sword and lunged at Gu Mo's left arm holding the sword!

"Pfft! Pfft!" The two clones were shattered by the true energy, but before they could dissipate, they held onto Gu Mo's wrists tightly. Gu Mo's Yuanhong Sword, however, flew out of his hand in the process!

The moment it left his hand, the Yuanhong Sword drew a strange arc in the air. As the blade flipped, dark red light, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, coiled back towards the two clones that had captured Gu Mo!

In that instant, a glint flashed in Ye Nantian's eyes, and the long sword he was holding suddenly slipped from his grasp!
"when--!!"

The two loud bangs almost overlapped.

Ye Nantian threw his longsword like a shooting star, striking the flying edge of the Yuanhong sword precisely.

Two overwhelming forces collided violently in mid-air, creating visible ripples in the air, and both sword shadows were simultaneously sent flying backward.

The Yuanhong Sword and Ye Nantian's sword were like two shooting stars, tearing through the city wall with a sharp sound, and with a "boom" they pierced through the last half of the charred city wall!

Amidst the flying bricks and stones, two swords, trailing long, luminous tails, plunged into the depths of the burning dense forest outside the city, disappearing without a trace.

And at that very moment,

Ye Nantian appeared in front of Gu Mo and immediately swung his fist toward Gu Mo's head.

this moment,
Gu Mo understood immediately.

Ye Nantian had the same idea as him; he also wanted to engage in close combat.

However, upon closer reflection, it makes sense. His weapon techniques have become outdated, and Ye Nantian, too, has been using the same few signature moves over and over again.

Now that Ye Nantian's body has merged with Jiang Ruoxu's, he naturally wants to make good use of Jiang Ruoxu's physical body, which has reached the extreme in terms of strength, speed, and defense.

"Buzz!"

Ye Nantian's fist came crashing down, the air buzzing. His bare upper body was covered with crisscrossing bloodstains, his glass-like skin gleaming in the sunset, every muscle bulging as if cast in iron.

The right fist, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, aimed straight for Gu Mo's face. Before the fist even arrived, the air was compressed, producing a crackling sound. This punch was devoid of any fancy moves; it was purely an instinctive strike driven to the limit by the body's physical strength. The wind from the punch swept across the ground, even crushing the shattered blue bricks into dust.

Gu Mo's hair was a little messy, but it did not diminish the cold sharpness in his eyes.

He leaned back strangely like a broken willow branch, dodging the punch, while simultaneously forming a palm with his left hand, his fingertips like swords, aiming straight for Ye Nantian's "Zhangmen" acupoint under his ribs. This "Star-Pointing Finger" was as fast as lightning, and the force brought by his fingertips even left a tiny bloodstain on Ye Nantian's skin.

"Oh!"

Ye Nantian neither dodged nor evaded. The instant his right fist missed, his left elbow struck out like an iron pestle, hitting Gu Mo's wrist squarely. The crisp sound of bones colliding was clearly audible. Gu Mo felt a numbness in his wrist, and his finger strength immediately faltered.

But his fighting spirit was incredibly sharp. He used the momentum to spin around and his right leg swept across Ye Nantian's waist and abdomen like a whip.

"it is good!"

Ye Nantian roared, not dodging but meeting the blow head-on with his dantian.

With a few muffled cracking sounds, as if ribs had shifted, Ye Nantian was completely unaware. His arms gripped Gu Mo's ankles like iron clamps, and with a burst of strength from his waist, he lifted Gu Mo's entire body above his head!
"Boom——!"

Ye Nantian roared and slammed Gu Mo against the ruins of the main hall behind him.

The exquisitely carved glazed screen wall shattered with a crash, and Gu Mo's figure passed through it. He was imbued with Vajra Divine Power, and he smashed into several vermilion wooden pillars in the hall, but he was not injured.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, he rushed out of the ruins, only to suddenly crush a fallen chiwen (a mythical creature believed to bring birds to life) under his foot, his figure closing in like a ghost.

The two exchanged blows, their moves becoming increasingly vicious.

Ye Nantian relied on his strong physique and often traded injuries for injuries: when Gu Mo's knee struck his chest, he would strike Gu Mo's head with an elbow; when Gu Mo's whip kick broke two of his ribs, he would chop at Gu Mo's shoulder blade with an iron palm.

Ye Nantian, relying on Jiang Ruoxu's "immortal body," was like an impenetrable fortress, while Gu Mo's Vajra Divine Power also made his body indestructible and impervious to internal and external damage.

Each collision between the two was accompanied by a muffled thud of flesh colliding with bone, and would erupt with a huge booming shockwave, stirring up wave after wave of ruins within the crumbling palace walls.

However, Gu Mo gradually began to gain the upper hand.

Because he was like the most precise killing machine, every block and every counterattack was perfectly timed. He could always find a weakness in Ye Nantian's ferocious attacks: when Ye Nantian's left fist was fierce, he would dodge to the side and at the same time use the "Silk Entangling Hand" to deflect the force of the punch; when Ye Nantian's right knee struck, he would bend his leg and press down, taking advantage of the momentum to attack Ye Nantian's lower body with a "Sweeping Leg".

His moves were not all forceful; sometimes they were as gentle as a spring breeze and as violent as a raging storm, and every move was aimed at Ye Nantian's vital points.

Ye Nantian relied solely on the speed, strength, and defense inherent in his "Immortal Body," which allowed him to make any movement incredibly powerful and potent. However, in terms of martial arts techniques, even a hundred of him might not be able to withstand Gu Mo's endless array of moves.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The battle raged from the Taiji Hall to the Wenhua Hall, and then from the Wenhua Hall to the ruins of the Meridian Gate. Ye Nantian's fist smashed through the Nine-Dragon Wall, and Gu Mo's kick broke the dragon pillars of the Golden Water Bridge. The eaves and brackets collapsed like building blocks in their collisions, and the thick palace walls crumbled from the force of their punches. The entire imperial city seemed to tremble in this hand-to-hand combat.

Ye Nantian's breathing became increasingly heavy, and the number of wounds on his body increased, with some even reaching deep enough to expose bone. Although his "immortal body" did not bleed and recovered quickly, recovery always takes time.

but,

Whether it was Ye Nantian's own strong fighting spirit or the powerful fighting will of his "Immortal Body", Ye Nantian became more and more courageous in battle. Every time he was knocked down, he was able to get up and continue charging forward with his amazing recovery ability and physical instincts.

His attacks became increasingly simple, yet increasingly ferocious, like a wild bull in the wilderness, crushing everything with sheer strength and speed.

Gu Mo's temples were bulging with veins, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and he had multiple fractures in his arms and calves.

But his gaze grew increasingly calm, and his fighting spirit reached its peak. He no longer clashed with Ye Nantian in strength, but instead moved like a cheetah, searching for a fatal opportunity.

Finally, as Ye Nantian threw another punch, Gu Mo suddenly ducked down, grabbed his ankles with both hands like iron clamps, and slammed his shoulder into Ye Nantian's knee.

"Crack!"

Ye Nantian's knees made a sickening cracking sound, and he instantly lost his balance.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Gu Mo leaned in, locked his neck with both hands, and slammed him hard to the ground with a swift over-the-shoulder throw!

"puff--!"

Ye Nantian smashed through several layers of floor tiles and sank into the ground. Gu Mo did not stop, however. He straddled Ye Nantian's chest, clenched his fists, and pounded down on him like a torrential downpour!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fists landed like heavy hammers on Ye Nantian's chest, cheeks, and head.

Each punch carried immense force, causing the ground to vibrate and hum.

Ye Nantian tried to block, but Gu Mo dodged with precision, his fist landing relentlessly on him. Amidst the blood and gore, his body was repeatedly slammed into the ground, sending dirt and broken bricks flying high into the air.

"Ugh—!"

Ye Nantian let out a low roar like a trapped beast, but he could not stop the beating and could only endure it. Every punch and every palm strike was accompanied by a huge roar and a shockwave that kept churning. A huge pit more than ten feet deep appeared on the ground.

"Roar……"

Finally, after enduring hundreds of punches and slaps from Gu Mo, Ye Nantian could no longer bear it and let out a hysterical roar of pain as Gu Mo tore off one of his arms.

The arm was severed, and a golden liquid flowed out, like blood, but every drop that fell to the ground instantly turned into gas and disappeared.

He had multiple broken bones, a sunken chest, and dense fist marks protruding from his back.

Just then, he controlled a clone to rush towards Emperor Jiang, roaring, "Fuck your mother, release my natal Gu right now, or we'll all die here today!"

As he roared, Ye Nantian's clone rushed to Jiang Huang's side, trying his best to remain calm. Just as he was about to speak, he spat out golden blood. He took a deep breath and said, "Release my natal Gu, and I will do my best to save your life. But if you don't release it, I will die and you will definitely die too!"

"You really are a piece of trash!" Emperor Jiang said coldly. "You used to say that defeating Gu Mo was a piece of cake, but even with your immortal body, endless energy, and countless clones, you still lost!"

Ye Nantian's clone said coldly, "Enough with the nonsense. Either we die together, or we escape together. The choice is yours!"

A smile appeared on Emperor Jiang's face as he said, "Don't worry, I won't die!"

Ye Nantian's clone suddenly stopped, and instantly melted into the ground like a puddle of mud.

But in that very instant,

While being beaten in the deep pit, Ye Nantian suddenly realized with horror that he had lost control of his body.

In that instant, Gu Mo stabbed Ye Nantian in the chest with a hand chop, grabbed his heart, and squeezed hard, instantly crushing his natal Gu.

But, just as Gu Mo's fingertips touched the warm heart, before the crisp sound of the natal Gu beneath his fingertips had fully erupted, a chilling tremor surged up the back of his neck like a venomous snake. Almost instinctively, his pupils contracted sharply, and he was about to pull away when he saw Ye Nantian's body, which should have collapsed due to the loss of life, suddenly tremble violently under his palm.

It wasn't a death convulsion, but rather the surging, dormant energy of some colossal being before its awakening.

"boom--!"

A deafening explosion resounded through the void.

The golden blood that had been gushing from the wound on Ye Nantian's chest suddenly froze and transformed into thousands of tiny golden streams of light.

The next moment, the stream of light, like a raging sea bursting open, surged wildly from his shattered chest cavity!

That golden liquid was neither blood nor true energy.

It was actually the materialization of boundless sword intent.
It is sword intent that is pure to the extreme!
The moment the sword intent appeared, it transformed into a monstrous wave, tearing the black robes to shreds in an instant. The exposed skin was covered with fine sword patterns, each line radiating a chilling sharpness.

It was as if a sea of ​​swords that had been silent for billions of years had suddenly stirred up a divine wave that defied the heavens. The waves were not seawater, but billions of solidified light swords. Each wave crest carried the domineering power of creating the world, and each surge carried the determination to destroy the world and burn cities.

The air was shredded by the sword intent, turning into a piercing shriek.

Gu Mo seemed to have been pulled into a world of swords.

Sword intent erupted from every inch of shattered skin, like countless divine swords soaring into the sky from the corpses, converging into a torrent of swords that blotted out the sun.

"Hidden sword within, the true meaning of dominance!"

The sword intent surged like a raging sea, each wave pulverizing with a rhythm of destruction, as if it wanted to completely plow this world into a sword graveyard.

Ye Nantian's face blurred in the sword intent, leaving only a pair of eyes burning with sword flames, which locked onto Gu Mo through thousands of sword shadows.

As the last bit of flesh and blood in his heart was devoured by the sword intent, the world-destroying sword intent finally reached its peak—not a tsunami, but the entire sword universe collapsing, engulfing everything in the final strike of this "invisible sword".

now,

In an instant, the sky outside the pit was dyed a chilling cyan-gold color. The clouds were as if crushed by an invisible giant hand, turning into a rain of swords that fell in torrents. The earth groaned under the weight of the storm, and spiderweb-like cracks exploded in a ring. Deep within the cracks were not soil, but sword shadows gleaming with cold light, as if another abyss of swords lay dormant underground.

this moment,
Gu Mo soared into the sky, protected by his innate qi. The moon-white aura rapidly condensed around him, layer upon layer, forming a semi-transparent moon-white qi shield around him. As soon as it took shape, it shattered the first wave of sword intent that crashed in, causing it to explode with strings of fine golden sparks.

"Om-"

Before the protective aura shield could stop trembling, Gu Mo let out a low shout.

His exposed forearm muscles suddenly bulged, and golden chains seemed to surge beneath his bronze skin. The originally flowing moon-white radiance suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, which was the Great Vajra Divine Power operating at full force.

Where his palms were clasped together, a blurry golden illusory image appeared and disappeared. His muscles, infused with divine power, were like those cast from refined steel, and every inch of his muscles exuded an indestructible Daoist charm.

Furthermore, wisps of sandalwood-like Buddhist light dispelled the chilling sword intent, slowly overflowing from his brow chakra—not the peaceful Zen light of a temple, but a golden lotus flower carrying the intent to subdue demons and protect the righteous path. When each lotus flower bloomed, ancient Sanskrit mantras resonated in the void, forming a triple defense with the qi and divine power.

The raging sword intent finally crashed into the defensive barrier.

Thousands of fine sword marks instantly appeared on the surface of the innate qi, as if a billion thin swords were scraping the ice surface at the same time, making a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound.

But the seemingly fragile moon-white light barrier was like a living thing. Every time a sword mark cracked, new qi runes flowed to fill it, always maintaining the integrity of the barrier.

The Vajra Divine Power that followed transformed into an even more domineering defense. The moment the wave of sword intent shattered the protective aura, Gu Mo pushed his arms forward, and golden light shone brightly on his bronze skin. He forcefully pushed the second wave of sword intent upward, forming a golden "human" shaped aura wall. The wave crashed onto his shoulder, and the fragments of sword intent that splashed up actually condensed into tiny sword arrowheads on his body, sparking and splattering blood.

now,

In the chaos of the imperial city,
The darkening sky seemed to have a curtain torn open, revealing a surging abyss of swords behind it. The clouds on the horizon began to twist strangely, not because they were blown by the wind, but because they were being shredded and reassembled by some terrifying force, transforming into thousands of flowing sword shapes.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible roar shook all the glazed tiles, and the bronze bell of the entire imperial city moved on its own without any wind, emitting a mournful hum.

"Look! What is that?!"

Amidst the rising and falling exclamations, everyone's gaze was drawn to the northwest sky.

A towering sword wave rose with overwhelming force, its crest not of seawater, but of countless solidified light swords, each blade radiating a world-destroying edge.

Amidst this oppressive force that could eclipse the heavens and earth, Gu Mo soared into the sky and appeared in the void. However, the overwhelming sword wave was simply too immense. In the blink of an eye, Gu Mo's figure was completely swallowed up—not by the sword wave, but by countless sword intents, as if he had been drawn into a peerless, ferocious sword that was taking shape.

……

On the square amidst the ruins of the shattered palace,

Xiao Ziyin stared at the soaring sword intent and exclaimed, "It seems to be Jiang Ruoxu's domineering sword intent... How could it still exist? When a person dies, the sword is destroyed..."

"What if he's not dead?" Ye Jinglan asked in a deep voice.

Zhuo Qingfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "If he's not dead, then Brother Gu's title of number one in the world... I'm afraid... it's doomed, Brother Gu!"

Xiao Ziyin was also startled and said, "Now it's not a question of whether we're number one or not, it's whether Master Gu can hold on?"

Immediately,

Ye Jinglan suddenly swung his sword, hacking a large number of the Jiang soldiers who surrounded him to death, cutting a bloody path through them.

The group immediately rushed towards the direction of the sword intent.

Relatively speaking,

Gu Chudong was the calmest among them. Her expression was calm as she ran and took out a small box from her book box. Inside was the Life-Creating Pill, which was said to be able to bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded.

As the group flew over the collapsed city wall, they heard a tremendous roar echo from the void: "Break!"

A colossal Dharma image, enveloped in lightning and fire, appeared in the void, emitting a hysterical roar.

But in the next instant, it was pierced through by endless sword intent, riddled with holes, and then dissipated.

However, that terrifying sword intent began to weaken at this moment.

In the void, Gu Mo was still enveloped in golden Buddhist light and divine power, but blood was dripping from his body.

After a long while, the soaring sword intent dissipated.

Gu Mo plummeted down, his body covered in blood.

"kill!"

Immediately, a large group of experts from the Jiang Kingdom charged forward.

Gu Mo crashed to the ground and immediately sat cross-legged to heal his injuries.

"hold head high"

At the same time, Ye Jinglan roared and instantly transformed into a fire qilin, charging forward and killing two experts on the spot. Then, he let out a furious roar and spewed out raging flames to intercept those people.

Immediately, Xiao Ziyin descended from the sky, and with a wave of his hands, his densely packed long sleeves transformed into a wall of cloth, shooting out countless ice spikes that hurtled towards the Jiang Kingdom soldiers who were charging towards him.

"Brother, take your medicine!"

Gu Chudong quickly stuffed the Life-Creating Pill into Gu Mo's mouth.

At the same time, strands of white silkworm threads emerged from Gu Mo's body, and he said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

"I know," Gu Chudong said. "My brother is the best in the world, he'll be fine!"

Gu Mo chuckled softly. He could see the worry and panic in Gu Chudong's eyes. However, Gu Chudong had indeed made great progress. Before, she would have definitely been unable to hold back her tears at the sight of this situation, but now she was able to suppress her emotions and remain calm.

"Qin!"

at this time,

Gu Mo stood up, and Gu Chudong immediately handed the Heavenly Demon Harp to him.

Gu Mo held the Heavenly Demon Zither and looked at the densely packed and surging Jiang Kingdom army.

"Brother Gu, are you still alright?" Ye Jinglan walked over, his body ablaze with flames. Seeing that Gu Mo could still stand up and his aura was not weak, he teased him.

Gu Mo pointed to Emperor Jiang at the rear of the army and said, "Let's make a bet and see who comes out on top."

"Just bet!"

Ye Jinglan immediately rushed towards the army.

Gu Mo also rushed out quickly.

Zhuo Qingfeng shouted, "I..."

Gu Chudong and Xiao Ziyin looked at Zhuo Qingfeng, who was eager to try his sword.

A look of exasperation flashed across Xiao Ziyin's eyes as he said, "Lord Zhuo, please don't go and cause trouble..."

Gu Chudong also looked suspicious.

Zhuo Qingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood and said awkwardly, "What I meant was... they're really good!"

"hold head high--!"

A beastly roar that ripped through the clouds suddenly exploded, its sound waves carrying a ferocity capable of scorching the heavens and boiling the seas.

Ye Jinglan's body suddenly expanded at the core of the military formation. Crimson scales covered his entire body as if cast from molten lava, and two horns on his head stood out like burning coral. With a flick of his long tail, he swept out several fiery trenches over ten feet long.

In the blink of an eye, a fire unicorn engulfed in azure flames shattered the military formation. Where its four hooves landed, the hard bluestone ground melted like butter into glass-like ravines, and the surging heat distorted the air within a radius of ten feet into a hideous ghost face.

It didn't even use its claws to tear at anything; it simply rammed into the heavily armored soldiers' formation with its mountain-like impact.

"Click——"

The mournful cries of twisting metal mingled with the muffled thuds of shattering bones, rising and falling in waves. Shield-wielding soldiers were sent flying backward, shield and all, like pottery jars struck by catapults. Their armor scraped against the scales of the fire qilin, sparks flying, until they landed as broken pieces of copper and iron covered in blood and flesh.

Even worse, some were crushed by its thick, powerful legs. The once neatly arranged army was instantly plowed into a bloody path several meters wide. Limbs and broken arms, like withered leaves blown down by a gale, mingled with hot blood and splattered all over the burning flags.

At the same time, Gu Mo's figure flew close to the ground like a withered leaf. The surface of his innate qi shield was covered with spider web-like cracks. Each crack hissed and steamed under the scorching heat of the fire qilin, but it still managed to block several flying broken blades for him.

He slid along the ground with his feet almost touching the ground, the hem of his robe billowing like bat wings in the air currents. His fingertips frantically plucked at the ancient Heavenly Demon Harp, each string vibrating and emitting visible black sound waves.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

What was emitted was not melodious music, but a shrill cry like the simultaneous roar of thousands of wronged souls.

The sound waves spread out in a circular pattern. Wherever they passed, the soldiers suddenly stopped, their eyes bloodshot. The next moment, their armor, bones, and even internal organs disintegrated inch by inch under the invisible impact!
It wasn't that they were hacked to pieces, but that they were shattered at the molecular level by sound waves—the strong men who were charging forward with spears one second were turned into a rain of blood the next, with bits of flesh and bone mixed with broken weapon parts, like minced meat being churned up by an invisible giant hand, splattering onto the burning ground.

The flames of the Fire Qilin and the sound waves of the Heavenly Demon Harp intertwined on the battlefield, creating a destructive duet.

The former is like a moving volcano, crushing a life with each leap; the latter is like an invisible meat grinder, its sonic waves staining the air crimson wherever they go.

The once orderly military formation was completely turned into a slaughterhouse. The surviving soldiers could not even scream before they were turned to dust in the double strangulation of fire and sound. Only their severed limbs and broken arms still flew in the air, ignited by the embers of the fire qilin, and fell down with long trails of blood and fire.

Gu Mo's figure, flying close to the ground, appeared and disappeared amidst the blood rain. The cracks on his protective aura shield grew denser, yet they always protected him as he traversed through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The Heavenly Demon Harp under his fingertips played faster and faster, each note accompanying this cataclysmic disaster.

finally,
Gu Mo rushed into the formation first and flew to the command platform where Emperor Jiang was.

To Gu Mo's surprise,
Even at this moment, Emperor Jiang remained unmoved, standing on the platform with an unchanged expression, truly embodying the spirit of remaining calm even when Mount Tai collapses before one's eyes.

In an instant, Gu Mo's evaluation of Emperor Jiang improved several points.

"Gu Mo, do you really want to kill me?" Emperor Jiang looked at Gu Mo.

Gu Mo said coldly, "Are you still planning to use Jiang Ruoxu to threaten me?"

Jiang Huang said, "My grandfather is indeed not dead yet, but threatening others is fine, but threatening you is not enough."

However, you should think carefully. The Chu emperor is ambitious and aspires to unify the world. Chaos is imminent, and all the states are preparing for war. A great war is about to break out, but no one is willing to bear the infamy of starting a chaotic era.

If you kill me now, the Jiang Kingdom will become the source of war, ushering in the greatest chaos in seven hundred years. And you, as the one who initiates it, will bear eternal infamy. Are you truly prepared?

Gu Mo said coldly, "Whether I am infamous for all time or have a name recorded in history, I, Gu Mo, don't care!"

After all,

Gu Mo plucked the strings,

In an instant, Jiang Huang's body twitched slightly, then bloodstains began to appear, followed by a loud "boom" as he exploded into pieces.

At this time,

Gu Mo then checked the system notification:

[Slaying the Seven Most Wanted Criminals]

[Received a seven-star reward - Max level Dragon God Skill]

[Whether to receive it]

……

[Slaying an 8-Star Wanted Criminal (1/2)]

[Wanted Target - Jiang Ruoxu]

[Mission Level - Eight Stars]

[Quest Reward - Max Level Sword 23]

[Not yet completed]

……

Gu Mo immediately received the Dragon God Skill.

In that instant, he felt a change in his body.

This change is different from any change brought about by the martial arts skills acquired before.

It's a feeling of physical sublimation right now.

This feeling is wonderful.
It was as if I had seen the laws governing the world, as if I had ascended to a higher level of life.

Subsequently,

Gu Mo looked at the system's second notification, which was about Jiang Ruoxu, and that half of it had been completed.

Gu Mo speculated that it was because he had just shattered Jiang Ruoxu's physical body, which was what Emperor Jiang and Ye Nantian called the "immortal body".

According to Ye Nantian and Emperor Jiang, it was the physical body left behind by Jiang Ruoxu when he ascended to immortality.

"Could it be that they really ascended to heaven?"

"But wasn't Jiang Ruoxu surrounded and blasted into dust by heavenly lightning in front of everyone back then?"

(End of this chapter)