Chapter 464 63: Six Paths (Middle)

Great Cycle Celestial Sword Technique!

Star-Picking Master's eyes lowered slightly. A vast expanse of stars appeared behind him, their brilliant light suffused with a Stern Slaughter Intent.

With a flick of his finger, a billion points of starlight plummeted down.

"BOOM!"

The starlight crashed into the Purple Gold Flute, erupting in a dazzling display of Spiritual Light that caused the Mountain and River Map to flicker erratically.

The power a Nascent Soul True Man revealed by channeling the Power of the Stars seemed poised to tear this world asunder.

Hmm?

Just as Six Paths was about to strike again, he froze and glanced around.

At some point, without him noticing, three figures had appeared in utter silence.

A handsome Monk holding a Karma Pestle, a Daoist holding a Long Banner, and a robust man grasping a Longsword.

"Monk Wuxin of Dachan Temple, Profound Painting of the Wenda Sect, and Zhu Ju of the Bright Void Sect..."

As he looked at the three, realization dawned in Six Paths' eyes.

"So, this was a trap set for me!"

"Elder Daoist Qingyuan, to think you'd be willing to sacrifice the Profound Clarity Sect's Yellow Wind Array as bait and plunge so many of your own Sect's disciples into mortal danger... I must admit, I'm impressed."

Setting aside their strength for a moment, every single one of them held a Spiritual Artifact.

This meant they possessed the means to threaten a Nascent Soul True Man.

With the two Nascent Souls, Daoist Qingyuan and Star-Picking Master, added to the mix, this was practically a gathering of all the Immortal Alliance's top experts.

"As long as the Demon remains, the Cultivation Realm will never know peace," Qingyuan sighed. "If we can eliminate you, Fellow Daoist, any sacrifice is worthwhile."

"If we don't act today, in another hundred years, you will advance further, and you will be even harder to stop."

"CLAP!"

"CLAP!"

"Impressive!" Six Paths clapped his hands lightly.

"Truly worthy of the old friends who have fought me for centuries. But the Yellow Wind Array is destroyed. Putting aside your strength, this place is my Spirit Treasure Mountains and Rivers. I can come and go as I please. What can any of you do to me?"

"Correct," Star-Picking Master nodded.

"Which is why..."

"We must ask Little Friend Yuan to act."

"DONG!"

A deep, clear, and melodious sound rang out. The surroundings abruptly darkened, and an Invisible Power quietly emerged.

Zhu Ju looked up.

Somehow, a great tripod had appeared above them, showering the area in an endless, brilliant light that sealed off the surroundings.

Daoist Qingyuan spoke, "This treasure is called the Nine Yi Tripod. It is an Ancient Spiritual Treasure hidden in the Jade Void Cave Heaven, now owned by the Master of the Grotto Heaven, Little Friend Yuan Zanfeng."

"This treasure can suppress all things, comparable to a Tier Four Grand Array that seals the void. Even you, Fellow Daoist Six Paths, will not be able to break free easily."

"Yuan Zanfeng!" Six Paths' eyes showed he understood, his gaze turning to the handsome man standing in the distant sky.

"As expected of one so favored by the world's fortune. No wonder you could interfere with my Divination Method."

The Divination Method could predict fortune and misfortune.

When the Six Paths Demon Monarch was weak, he relied on this method to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, growing stronger step by step.

One could say that when it came to the Divination Method, he was the best in the world!

However, with so many Spiritual Artifacts and top experts working in concert to obscure the heavens' secrets, it was only natural that his calculations would be wrong.

"Everyone."

Yuan Zanfeng raised one hand, his expression grave.

"Let's begin. The Nine Yi Tripod's rank is too high. With my Cultivation, I can only maintain it for the time it takes an incense stick to burn."

"WHOOSH..."

The moment his voice fell, Profound Painting of the Wenda Sect violently shook the Long Banner in his hand, and a turbid yellow wind surged forth.

Nine Heavens Pure Wind!

The Wenda Sect's legacy Spiritual Artifact was named the Wind-Gathering Banner. It could gather the Qi of the Nine Heavens and release the Innate Divine Wind.

This wind could scrape bone and devour the soul. It was unstoppable. Even a Nascent Soul True Man would become dizzy and disoriented if struck by it.

"Careful!"

Daoist Qingyuan suddenly cried out, and the Divine Fire Chain behind him shot out, stabbing toward Six Paths.

「At the same time.」

The Six Paths Demon Monarch made a soft grasping motion with one hand. Though there was clearly nothing there, he seemed to have caught something.

Then, he flicked his finger, as if to cut it.

"TZZZ..."

A tearing sound was heard.

Profound Painting's body suddenly went rigid. A crack appeared between his brows, rapidly extending downward until it split him in two. The two halves of his corpse drifted on the wind, and even his Golden Core was instantly extinguished.

A Late-Stage Golden Core Cultivator.

Dead!

Zhu Ju's eyes narrowed, a chill suddenly rising in his heart.

'What just happened?'

"That was the Profound Yin Shape Capturing and Soul Cutting Technique!" Star-Picking Master said in a low voice.

"That technique can capture a person's aura and condense it into an Illusion, using a Curse Killing Method to murder them unseen."

"However, casting this technique is not easy. One must first capture the target's aura, then condense and refine the Illusion. At its fastest, the ritual takes forty-nine days. For that Demon to kill so quickly, he must have paid some price."

Regardless of the price, it was a fact that the Six Paths Demon Monarch had eliminated a Golden Core Cultivator in a single move.

How could that not be terrifying?

He was truly the world's number one Demon!

With Profound Painting dead, the Wind-Gathering Banner was left uncontrolled. Star-Picking Master swept it into his long sleeve, to be returned to the Wenda Sect after the battle.

This had been agreed upon beforehand; it was one of the reasons these few were willing to risk their lives in this fight.

"DING..."

The Purple Gold Flute spun through the air and collided with the Divine Fire Chain. Amidst a shower of sparks, a terrifying ghost leaped out from behind the Six Paths Demon Monarch.

An Evil Asura!

This ghost was a manifestation of the Six Paths Demon Monarch's Divine Soul. It was infamous, its power comparable to that of a Nascent Soul.

"VMMMM..."

The stars of the Celestial Circulation trembled, and a sky full of starlight descended.

The world's foremost Great Cycle Celestial Sword Technique channeled the Power of the Stars, sweeping up the Evil Asura in its majestic tide.

Just as Star-Picking Master had said, the Six Paths Demon Monarch's swift execution of Profound Painting, while stunning everyone, had also consumed a great deal of his Essence and Magical Power. For a moment, his reactions slowed, and he was too late to dodge the incoming attack, forced to cast a technique to block it head-on.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Monk Wuxin of Dachan Temple placed his palms together. His Karma Pestle spun through the air, flying straight toward the Six Paths Demon Monarch.

The Karma Pestle is also known as the Cross-Shaped Vajra Pestle.

It can eliminate all karmic sins, purify all transgressions, and bring satisfaction and joy to all one's enemies and debtors.

The Spiritual Artifact, glowing with a faint Buddhist light, silently appeared beside the Six Paths Demon Monarch and abruptly manifested a Vajra Ming King Illusion.

Vajra's Furious Gaze.

But this illusion appeared compassionate, its eyes filled with pity for all living things as it extended five fingers in a gentle caress.

"The Buddhist Sect..."

The Six Paths Demon Monarch's brow furrowed, his face filled with disgust.

"Truly repulsive!"

In his eyes, Monk Wuxin's Cultivation and strength were nothing special, but Buddhist Techniques had a bonus effect against him.

Facing the incoming Karma Pestle, he reached out with one hand, his five fingers slightly bent, and grabbed for it.

Poison Dragon Claw!

This was a top-tier Claw Skill from the Blood Demon Sect, and when used by the Six Paths Demon Monarch, it appeared even more bizarre and unpredictable.

"CLANG..."

The deep, black Poison Dragon Claw collided with the Vajra Ming King's palm, instantly kicking up a tidal wave of energy.

'Not good!'

Daoist Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat. He slapped his Cloud Thunder Gourd, and dozens of Thunder Balls flew out in a swarm.

The more chaotic the battlefield became, the more it favored the Six Paths Demon Monarch.

This was because the higher one's Cultivation, the faster one could process complex situations and the sharper one's reactions were.

At this moment, Zhu Ju also drew his Jingque Sword.

The Six Paths Demon Monarch knew very little about him; after all, Zhu Ju had only reached the Golden Core realm a mere thirty or forty years ago.

In such a short time, he was far from making a resounding name for himself.

However, for him to appear here, he couldn't possibly be an ordinary person. The Six Paths Demon Monarch was already growing vigilant.

"SWOOSH!"

Unexpectedly,

Zhu Ju did not attack with Sword Control. Instead, like a Martial Artist, he advanced on foot, crossing several miles in a single flash to appear right in front of him.

The crimson Jingque Sword swung through the air in an arc, slashing toward the Six Paths Demon Monarch's neck.

His control over the battle was astonishing; this strike left his opponent with no room to dodge and nowhere to retreat.

But,

it could be blocked!

"Hmph!"

The Six Paths Demon Monarch snorted, and his Poison Dragon Claw shot out like lightning.

He was a Nascent Soul True Man. His Physical Body had been tempered countless times by his True Essence Magical Power, making it far stronger than that of Qingyuan or Star-Picking Master. For over a hundred years now, no one had dared to fight him in close combat.

"CLANG..."

The sound of a collision rang out.

The Six Paths Demon Monarch's expression changed abruptly.