Chapter 465 64: Six Paths (Part 2)

Fusing with the Venerable Immortal Bone didn't cause a great leap in Zhu Ju's Cultivation.

However, the chaotic bloodlines within him were effectively suppressed. His power no longer circulated as sluggishly as before, allowing him to command it with perfect control.

His Physical Body seemed unremarkable, but it was as if an entire mountain had been compressed within him. Every inch of his skin, every strand of his hair, held an unfathomable power.

With a slash exceeding ten times the speed of sound, an immense force erupted from the blade. Shattering mountains and splitting seas would be a simple matter.

In fact,

he could shatter a smaller Secret Realm with a single strike.

CLANG…

A collision rang out.

Six Paths felt an irresistible, immense force surge toward him, and his fingers instantly shattered, inch by inch.

But as a Nascent Soul True Man, his reactions were lightning-fast. In but a ten-thousandth of a second, he shifted his Body Technique to counter. Thousands of shimmering lights flickered across his fingers and arm, layering upon one another to whittle away the immense incoming force.

"What incredible power!"

Six Paths let out a cold grunt, his Divine Thought piercing like an awl:

"If my senses weren't telling me otherwise, I would have thought you were a Tier Four Peak Realm Demon Beast."

Soul-Stealing Needle!

Over a dozen crystal-clear threads materialized from nothing, piercing into Zhu Ju's mind.

"Ngh!"

Zhu Ju let out a muffled grunt, his body arching backward.

A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator's Divine Thought was no longer ethereal like Divine Sense, but was like a tangible object.

As the Divine Thought surged, his Primordial Spirit was wracked with a tearing pain, as if being pierced by steel needles.

If not for the fact that his Seven Spirits were fused with his Physical Body and his Three Souls were hidden in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, this single attack would have been enough to grievously wound him.

Haaa…

Though his Divine Soul was wounded, Zhu Ju's movements didn't slow in the slightest. His Physical Body instinctively controlled the sword, unleashing a swift slash.

In an instant,

thousands of beams of Sword Light filled the area. A terrifying Strength was channeled into them by his exquisite Sword Control Method. As the crimson Jingque Sword danced, the surrounding temperature rose at an astonishing rate.

In the span of a single breath, the temperature became hot enough to melt High Grade Spiritual Artifacts.

The Sword Light

seemed to transform into a blazing sun.

"Not bad, kid!"

Six Paths growled,

"So you're the real trump card!"

He knew the techniques of Star-Picking Master and Daoist Qingyuan like the back of his hand. He was wary of them, but he had prepared his defenses.

But Zhu Ju…

No one could have predicted that a Golden Core Grandmaster's close-quarters combat skills would be so formidable.

As the thought crossed his mind, a disk suddenly materialized behind him, displaying the scene of the Six Paths Reincarnation.

As the Six Paths rotated, it finally settled on the image of a divine being.

Six Paths Reincarnation!

Celestial Human Form!

SWOOSH!

The divine being lunged forward and fused with Six Paths, whose entire demeanor and expression subsequently changed.

Previously, while the Six Paths Demon Monarch exuded an aura of overwhelming ferocity, it was merely an outward display of his immense power.

Now, however, was different.

A supreme majesty, one that commanded the life, death, and reincarnation of all creation, now emanated from him. In the face of this authority, all living things could not help but tremble in fear.

Zhu Ju even felt the urge to prostrate himself before his foe. Though he recovered in an instant, that momentary capture of his Divine Intent was enough to turn the tables.

'This is bad!'

His heart pounded. The Jingque Sword in his hand let out a long, ringing cry as a blinding Sword Light erupted like a blazing sun.

WHOOSH…

Six Paths moved like a gentle breeze, his ten fingers a blur of flicks, plucks, and taps. His Strength, sometimes hard, sometimes soft, was completely erratic. In just a brief moment, he had struck the Jingque Sword in Zhu Ju's hands over a thousand times.

Each of his strikes was perfectly placed, forcefully breaking through the sword's momentum as he reached out with five fingers, pressing toward Zhu Ju's chest.

'Damn!'

Zhu Ju's pupils contracted. A premonition of imminent death flooded his mind, but he had no time to react.

Fortunately,

he was not fighting alone.

A brilliant beam of starlight appeared in front of the palm. A river of stars dissolved into motes of Dust, blocking the strike.

BOOM!

A halo of light erupted.

Zhu Ju teleported back in a hasty retreat, a layer of cold sweat already beading on his forehead.

'So strong!'

'As expected of the greatest Demon in the world. In the span of a single breath, he had pushed me into a corner.'

It wasn't just the Six Paths Demon Monarch.

Star-Picking Master's Great Cycle Celestial Sword Technique was equally impressive, showing him the true power of a Nascent Soul True Man.

In terms of the Physical Body,

the Holy King Beasts from the Apocalypse World could crush a Nascent Soul True Man.

But before a Nascent Soul True Man, a Holy King Beast was like a lamb to the slaughter, utterly powerless to resist.

"Be careful!"

Daoist Qingyuan sent a mental message:

"The Six Paths Demon Monarch's Six Paths Secret Technique is bizarre and unpredictable. His Celestial Human Form is similar to the Divine Summoning Skill, but far more profound."

Zhu Ju understood. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward once more, the Jingque Sword striking out like a blazing sun arcing across the sky.

Ten Directions Killing Dao!

Sword Light Division!

…

Star-Picking Master unleashed his Star-Picking Hand and Great Cycle Celestial Sword Technique, sending a waterfall of starlight cascading through the void.

The Cloud Thunder Gourd and Divine Fire Chain intertwined, transforming into a fiery red vine covered in Thunder Balls that expanded continuously forward.

Buddhist light enveloped the Cross-Shaped Vajra Pestle as it shot back and forth across the battlefield.

A sea of stars, thunder and fire, a Buddha, Sword Light, and the Six Paths… the dance of light and shadow was surreal, like a dream.

The massive Nine Yi Tripod hovered in mid-air, ceaselessly shaking as it was bombarded by the Spiritual Light unleashed by the combatants.

The sight of it all

actually sent Yuan Zanfeng into a daze.

'Geniuses and masters truly come out of the woodwork in this world. By a stroke of luck, I obtained the inheritance of the Jade Void Cave Heaven and my Cultivation climbed to the Late-Stage Golden Core, but I'm completely lacking in Combat experience. In a real fight... forget a Nascent Soul True Man, I'm afraid I wouldn't even last a few rounds against Fellow Daoist Zhu of the Bright Void Sect.'

Eh?

The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

A bloody light suddenly appeared in the dream-like scene. It flickered like a viper's tongue, exuding an aura of evil, strangeness, and cold. A single glance was enough to sense the immense danger it contained.

Blood God Life and Death Sword!

This was the Inheritance Sword Technique of the Blood Demon Sect, capable of manifesting the wonders of life and death. In the hands of the Six Paths Demon Monarch, the technique had reached an even higher level; he had integrated the Six Paths Reincarnation into it, creating a strike that could shake the heavens and the earth.

The sword pointed directly at

the weakest of the four from the Immortal Alliance: Wuxin of Dachan Temple.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Wuxin chanted the Buddha's name, his eyes fearless in the face of the oncoming Sword Light. He fused his body with his treasure and lunged.

Even if he died today, he would not retreat a single step.

Sacrifice Technique!

The Buddhist light flared brilliantly.

SWISH!

The Sword Light flashed. Just as it was about to strike Wuxin, it abruptly reversed course and shot straight toward Star-Picking Master.

'This is bad!'

The others' expressions changed drastically.

Wuxin couldn't retract his Sacrifice Technique in time. A look of despair crossed his face as he could only unleash one final, desperate strike.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

Star-Picking Master frowned. The starlight around him suddenly erupted, and a palm-sized infant materialized from the void.

Nascent Soul!

The infant cradled a Longsword condensed from a river of stars. It opened its tiny mouth and exhaled, causing the river of stars to reverse and surge upward.

"Fellow Daoist…"

Sorrow filled Daoist Qingyuan's face as he sighed helplessly.

The existence of Dao Poison not only made it difficult for Golden Core cultivators to advance to the Nascent Soul Realm, but it also impacted a Nascent Soul's Cultivation growth and how long they could fight.

It was common knowledge that Nascent Soul True Men couldn't fight for extended periods, or they would become afflicted by Dao Poison.

Now, Star-Picking Master had not only taken action, but had even sent his Nascent Soul out of his body. Though his power soared, he had doomed himself to certain death.

Everything happened too fast.

The four of them working together could barely suppress the Six Paths Demon Monarch.

Once Wuxin was dead,

the remaining three would surely be defeated.

Star-Picking Master was clearly planning to seize the opportunity of Wuxin's sacrificial strike to go all-in, fighting the Six Paths Demon Monarch to the bitter end.

If they risked it all now, they still had a chance.

Any later,

there would be no chance at all!

ZING!

The Jingque Sword in Zhu Ju's hand let out a faint hum. He bowed his head with a soft sigh, then lunged forward, achieving Human-Sword Unity.

As the sword moved,

his figure abruptly vanished.

Only a faint, ephemeral Sword Light remained, like a translucent, crystalline thread slicing through the void.

Refining Sword into Silk!

A single strike born from abandoning everything and forgetting all else, it allowed Zhu Ju's already peak-level Sword Technique to ascend to yet another level.

He had actually mastered the Divine Technique of Refining Sword into Silk, a skill not seen in the world for several hundred years.

"To hell with it!"

Killing intent flashed across Daoist Qingyuan's face. His long hair whipped in the wind as countless bolts of fire and lightning instantly filled every inch of the void.

"Hahaha…!"

Faced with this scene, Six Paths was not alarmed but delighted. With a great laugh, his Nascent Soul left his body, revealing his Six Paths Dharma Form.

"Bring it on!"

Seventy percent of his Nascent Soul Qi was instantly drawn away, and the Six Paths Reincarnation Technique expanded out in all directions.

'I know I'll be grievously wounded today,' he thought.

'But

the chances of me dying are slim.'

'As for the Immortal Alliance…'

'Profound Painting is already dead, Wuxin can't escape his fate, and Star-Picking Master is tainted by Dao Poison, so he won't live much longer.'

'Qingyuan and Zhu Ju will definitely be grievously wounded.'

'A collision this terrifying… even the Nine Yi Tripod won't be able to contain it.'

'At that point…'

'Without the Nine Yi Tripod's suppression, I'll only have to face Yuan Zanfeng, who's useless in Combat. I'll have every opportunity to escape.'

'Once I recover, I'll be facing a crippled Immortal Alliance. It won't be long before I can take them down completely!'

BOOM!

The shockwave billowed.

And yet, all sound

seemed to vanish completely.

All that remained was the tumbling Nine Yi Tripod, Zhu Ju and Qingyuan coughing up blood, and the shattered remains of Wuxin…

ZING!

Just as a joyous expression appeared on the Six Paths Demon Monarch's face, just as he was about to drag his grievously wounded body away to escape, an intangible, formless Sword Light abruptly appeared before him.

SWISH!

As the Sword Light fell,

both his Physical Body and his Nascent Soul were split in two.

?

The Six Paths Demon Monarch's body went rigid. His eyes widened in astonishment, staring at the woman who had appeared before him.

Though he had never seen her before, her aura was incredibly familiar.

"Mo… Mola?"

That aura.

Only an 'existence' from the same world as him could possess it.

"It's me."

Yann Nanshuang, the cultivator from the East Sea—or rather, the Demon Cultivator Mola Yanran—gave a radiant smile and retracted her Invisible Sword.

"Six Paths, you didn't expect this, did you?"

"…No wonder." Six Paths turned with difficulty and looked at Daoist Qingyuan.

"You were the one who clouded the heavenly secrets. They knew all along there was another 'Nascent Soul' here, which is why they took the chance to set this ambush."

"Correct," Mola nodded.

"No one in this realm has reached the Nascent Soul Realm for several hundred years. And no one would ever have imagined that the barren East Sea would produce a Nascent Soul Cultivator."

"So…"

"Six Paths, be on your way!"