A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

The moment this Dharma form appeared, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield changed instantly.

If the Asura Dharma Body of Ryomen Sukuna gives people a sense of oppression, then the Styx Ancestor Dharma Body of Ji Zuodao gives people a sense of despair.

A deep-seated sense of despair that leaves one unable to even muster the thought of resistance.

It was as if, before this image of the Buddha, all struggles were futile, all resistance was laughable, and the only thing one could do was obediently wait for death.

The Asura Dharmakaya with two faces trembled slightly when it saw the Styx Dharmakaya.

For the first time, the expression on Su Nuo's face changed.

He felt an unprecedented pressure.

That pressure didn't come from a difference in strength, but from the suppression of different levels.

It's as if he's a hawk and the other side is a giant worm.

"Well done!"

However, Ryoumen Sukuna is still Ryoumen Sukuna; the title of King of Curses is not given lightly.

He suppressed the unease in his heart, shouted loudly, and activated his Asura Dharma Body, swinging all six arms at once, and fiercely attacked the Styx Dharma Image!

Swords flashed and shadows danced, filling the sky!

However, Ji Zuodao simply smiled in the face of the fierce attack.

He raised the Abyssal Sword and casually swung it.

A jet-black sword aura swept out, cutting through all the oncoming sword lights and shadows as easily as mowing grass!

"this one?"

Ji Zuodao tilted his head, looking disappointed.

"I thought you were going to give me a surprise."

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and the Styx Dharma Image appeared in front of the Asura Dharma Body like a blood-red lightning bolt.

The Yuan Tu Sword was raised high above his head, and then—

cut!

That sword strike had no fancy techniques whatsoever; it was just a simple vertical slash.

But this vertical slash caused the pupils of both Su Nuo to shrink sharply.

Because he sensed that the power contained in that sword strike was enough to split a mountain in two!

He quickly raised six weapons to parry.

"clang--!!!"

A deafening roar, like the sound of a great bell, resounded through the sky.

Sparks flew and air surged.

The surrounding ruins were blown away by the blast wave, flying everywhere like pieces of paper.

Liangmian Su Nuo felt a tremendous force coming from the weapon, which made all six of his arms go numb at the same time, and his tiger's mouth split open, bleeding profusely.

His Asura form was actually forced to retreat repeatedly by this sword strike, each step leaving a huge footprint on the ground.

"hiss--!"

Both Sukuna gasped in shock.

What incredible strength!

However, before he could regain his footing, Ji Zuodao's next sword strike was already upon him.

This time, it was a horizontal slash.

The Avici Sword drew a graceful arc as it slashed towards the waist of the Asura's Dharma Body.

Ryomen Sukuna quickly dodged to the side, but was still a beat too slow.

The sword's edge grazed the waist of the Asura's body, leaving a deep wound.

Black blood gushed from the wound, spilling onto the ground with a sizzling, corrosive sound.

"Tsk tsk tsk, not bad reaction."

Ji Zuodao gave a compliment, but his tone sounded like he was teasing a child.

"But that's all there is to it."

Before he finished speaking, the Styx Dharma Image moved again.

This time, he no longer slashed one sword at a time, but launched a continuous barrage of attacks.

The Abyssal Sword and the Yuan Tu Sword danced in his hands, forming a ball of light and shadow, like a meat grinder, enveloping the Asura Dharma Body.

One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords...

Each sword strike was swift and ruthless, with tricky angles that made it impossible to defend against.

Ryomen Sukuna fought back with all her might, wielding her six arms with great force, but she was still forced to retreat steadily.

New wounds kept appearing on his Asura body.

Black blood flowed incessantly, pooling on the ground into black puddles.

Those Onmyoji were completely stunned at this moment.

As they watched the Styx Dharma Image brutally beat down the Asura Dharma Body, only one thought occupied their minds—

That's a real powerhouse!

Those so-called "experts" in their daily lives are nothing but a joke in front of others.

"Holy crap! This is way too strong!"

"Are all Qi cultivators in the Han Dynasty these kinds of monsters?!"

"Now I finally understand why our invasion of the Han Dynasty failed..."

"Stop talking, it's embarrassing."

In the center of the battlefield, Ji Zuodao became more and more excited and energetic as the battle progressed.

As he hit, he kept muttering to himself:

"This arm is good; the meat is firm and suitable for braising."

"This leg is also good; the muscles are well-defined, making it suitable for braising."

"This piece of tenderloin, wow, it's perfect for steak."

"Oh, these offal dishes are pretty good too. I'll make some spicy blood curd later."

With each word he spoke, he left a wound on Asura's body.

It didn't look like a fight; it looked more like they were picking out meat at a market.

Liangmian Su Nuo was extremely frustrated by his beating.

He has never suffered such humiliation since his debut.

He wanted to retaliate, but the opponent's sword was too fast, so fast that even his six arms couldn't keep up.

He tried to defend himself, but his opponent was too strong, so strong that every block made his blood surge.

He tried to create distance, but the other person's movements were too strange, like a persistent infection, and he couldn't shake them off no matter what he did.

He could only passively take the beating.

Sword after sword.

His Asura form is being shrunk smaller and smaller by sword strikes.

Liangmian Su Nuo's heart ached so much it bled.

That was the Dharma body he painstakingly created!

Every inch of it is made with rare and precious materials!

It was just chopped up like a vegetable!

He finally couldn't hold back any longer and roared:

"Han Chinese! What exactly do you want?!"

Ji Zuodao stopped wielding his sword, tilted his head to look at him, and answered with an air of matter-of-fact certainty:

"Hey, didn't I tell you?"

"Don't worry, I have excellent knife skills. I guarantee that every slice will be of uniform thickness and taste amazing when cooked in hot pot."

Ryomen Sukuna: "..."

I'm having a serious fight with you, and you're just trying to take me down? Do you really think I'm a piece of cake?

"You Han Chinese! Enough! Get out of my way!"

Ryomen Sukuna suddenly unleashed his aura, forcing Ji Zuodao back several steps.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he quickly retreated, creating distance between himself and Ji Zuodao.

He was panting heavily, and looked down at his Asura form.

The once towering Dharma body was now covered in marks from sword cuts, looking utterly wretched.

"What's wrong? Feeling sorry for him?"

Ji Zuodao stood opposite him, holding two swords, and looked at him with a smile.

"Don't be sad, out with the old, in with the new. Once I've used up all this flesh, you can refine a new Dharma body. When I come to order the ingredients, remember to give me a discount."

Ryomen Sukuna's lips twitched. "Damn it, they're treating me like a food supplier. This is too much!"