Chapter 621 - 619: Demon Hall Master

Chapter 621: Chapter 619: Demon Hall Master

Hearing Jiang Jichen’s words, Han Qing and Little Haas felt a jolt. They now knew that no matter how hard they tried in this life, they could never hope to match Jiang Jichen’s level of effortless cool.

They could only ever stand behind him, gazing up at his receding figure from afar.

’"I’m not showing off. I’m fighting for my brothers of the Luochen Sect." That... that one line instantly elevates his coolness to an infinite degree. The Master is too strong! He’s the undisputed God of Cool! I, Little Haas, prostrate myself in admiration!’

Little Haas’s eyes gleamed, his body trembling with excitement as he muttered to himself.

But the other members of the Luochen Sect weren’t overthinking it like Little Haas and Han Qing. They were simply moved by Jiang Jichen’s words, their blood boiling with fervor.

In that moment, Jiang Jichen transformed into a Celestial God in their hearts, becoming the one they worshiped and respected above all else.

If anyone dared to blaspheme their Sect Leader, they would fight to the death without hesitation.

"Kill!"

Led by Xuanyuan Qingyi, they let out a furious roar and set foot on the Holy Mountain.

Jiang Jichen led the charge, his speed astonishing. In just a few steps, he appeared before the Second Layer Hall of the Holy Mountain.

Without breaking stride, Jiang Jichen continued onward.

Suddenly, he felt a looming sense of crisis.

Immediately, four Killing Arrays materialized around him, closing in for the kill.

These were the grand Killing Arrays set before the Second Layer Hall of the Holy Mountain, possessing terrifying destructive power.

However, Jiang Jichen didn’t slow in the slightest, charging straight ahead.

At the same time, he gathered his power into a single punch and blasted it forward.

In that instant, an anomaly appeared.

High in the void, seven stars aligned, bursting with endless starlight that rained down to envelop Jiang Jichen’s fist.

This was the Seven Stars Sky-Breaking Fist. By treading the Beidou Step and condensing Endless Star Power into one’s fist, one who cultivated it to the Supreme Realm could tread upon the heavens in seven steps and shatter the sky with seven punches!

And Jiang Jichen, at this very moment, directly unleashed the ultimate move of the Seven Stars Sky-Breaking Fist: Seven Stars Gathering!

In an instant, brilliant starlight condensed into a colossal, star-lit fist shadow!

BOOM!

Wherever the star-lit fist shadow passed, the Killing Arrays disintegrated, unable to obstruct Jiang Jichen in the least.

At this moment, Jiang Jichen was wreathed in endless Seven-Colored Spiritual Light and a vast Golden Undying Power.

His entire presence was extraordinary and martial, his powerful aura intimidating everyone in the vicinity.

Moreover, the Seven-Colored Spirit Vein was a taboo existence spoken of only in myths and legends, possessing the power to suppress ten thousand paths with its singular might.

There were a thousand people in the Second Layer Hall of the Holy Mountain, but at this moment, they all felt their own Spirit Veins being heavily suppressed. Circulating their power became difficult and much slower than usual.

The leader of the Second Layer Hall was also an Ancestor who had just entered the Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Realm, backed by five High-Tier Nascent Soul Ancestors.

These figures represented the true foundation of the Holy Mountain, forces that were not normally revealed.

But now that Jiang Jichen was fighting his way up the mountain, they had no choice but to reveal themselves.

It was just that the Holy Mountain’s Second Layer Holy Hall was not even on par with the Law Enforcement Hall.

In fact, of all the halls below the Fifth Layer of the Holy Mountain, the strongest was actually the First Layer’s Law Enforcement Hall.

Now, even the Law Enforcement Hall had been effortlessly defeated by Jiang Jichen, and its Grand Elder had been slain in a single strike.

So, how could the remaining Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth Layers possibly hope to even slow Jiang Jichen down?

Jiang Jichen attacked, transforming into a frenzied War Dragon and using his own body as a weapon as he charged forward, slaughtering all in his path.

When he combined this with his Shadow Step and his Seven-Colored Perfect Divine Thought from the Nascent Soul Extreme Realm, he was simply unstoppable!

Jiang Jichen merely killed the Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Holy Mountain’s Second Hall and severely wounded the High-Tier Nascent Soul Ancestors.

As for the rest, he left them for Xuanyuan Qingyi and the Luochen Sect disciples following behind.

As for him, he led the charge, leaving everyone in his dust. With overwhelming momentum, he carved a path of destruction straight to the front of the Holy Mountain’s Sixth Floor Hall.

The great battle still raged behind him, for along the way, Jiang Jichen had only slain the strongest expert in each hall.

The rest, of course, were left for Xuanyuan Qingyi to lead the Luochen Sect in taking care of.

At this moment, Jiang Jichen stood before the Sixth Floor Hall, having already reached the halfway point of the Holy Mountain.

The Holy Mountain pierced the heavens, vast and seemingly endless.

Even from just halfway up the slope, one could overlook the vast and boundless Six Paths Illusion Realm and reach out to touch the clouds.

And in the skies surrounding the Holy Mountain, countless Cultivators hovered in the air.

They were all watching this battle.

They saw Jiang Jichen unleash his divine might, tearing through five of the Holy Mountain’s halls with unstoppable force, all while remaining completely unscathed.

Their hearts were shaken beyond words, and they could not calm their turbulent emotions.

"Jiang Jichen has truly matured. Perhaps he’ll become the next Saint Venerable."

"He has the potential, but I hear the Saint Venerable has never left the Holy Mountain. So, we’ll see if Jiang Jichen can fight his way to the Holy Mountain Ninth Hall and actually defeat him."

"His Body Cultivator arts have only reached the peak of the Golden Body Ninth Layer, yet he already possesses an invincible aura. If he allows his Seven-Colored Spirit Vein to also break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, his power will be truly unimaginable!"

"However, he would never dare to leave the Six Paths Illusion Realm. The Seven-Colored Spirit Vein is a taboo existence from myth and legend. The moment he loses the protection of the Six Paths Illusion Realm, some Supreme Great Power is bound to cross realms to assassinate him."

...

The surrounding crowd discussed in awe.

It was as if they were about to witness the rise of an invincible genius.

The Holy Mountain was the hegemon of the Six Paths Illusion Realm, its status transcendent and unmatched.

It was a place high above all else. For countless ages, no outsider had ever been able to set foot there.

In their hearts, they always regarded it with fear.

Before it, they could only ever show a subservient attitude.

However, today, one person, leading a group of people, was fighting his way up the Holy Mountain.

He set foot before the Sixth Floor Hall, leaving a trail of blood-soaked earth and sprawled corpses in his wake.

Who could have ever imagined that such a day would come for the Holy Mountain?

A year ago, when this Spirit Infant Realm Cultivator declared he would conquer the Holy Mountain, who would have believed him?

Who would have taken his words seriously?

But in this moment, that person had proven everything with his actions.

Right now, he had fought his way to the Holy Mountain’s Sixth Floor Hall.

In the end, regardless of success or failure, he had already made the world remember this day forever.

"Jiang Jichen, this place shall be your grave."

A voice drifted out from the Holy Mountain’s Sixth Floor Hall.

Following the voice, a lone figure appeared at the Sixth Floor Hall.

He was dressed in black and had a youthful appearance.

But he exuded an aura weathered by the ages.

Clearly, he too had lived for an extremely long time.

His Cultivation was unfathomable; he had definitely reached the Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor Realm.

But this was not what caught Jiang Jichen’s attention.

Instead, his gaze was fixed with grim intensity on the blood-red pearl in the black-robed man’s hand.

This pearl emanated a power that made one’s heart tremble.

It was as if countless Resentful Souls were roaring and howling from within it.

A faint, bloody mist coiled around the blood-red pearl, constantly shifting its form.

One moment it resembled a Demon, the next a Fierce Ghost, then a human skull...

"The Resentful Spirit Blood Pearl! That Demon actually succeeded in refining it... This is..."

"They say the Holy Mountain’s Sixth Floor Hall used to have over ten thousand incredibly powerful Cultivators, including more than ten High-Tier Nascent Soul Ancestors. But in the end, they were all sacrificed in a blood refinement by this Demon Hall Master. In order to forge the Resentful Spirit Blood Pearl, he became a true Hell Demon. I can’t believe he actually succeeded."

"The Resentful Spirit Blood Pearl... its resentful energy can devour Ten Thousand Spirits, and its power can shake the heavens and the earth. It’s a forbidden Saint Level Killing Artifact. Jiang Jichen is in deep trouble this time."

...

Seeing this scene, the crowd spoke out in shock.

And Jiang Jichen, too, looked as if he were facing a formidable foe.

But he was fearless. His battle intent only grew stronger as he stared at the Demon Hall Master and gave a cold smile. "My fate is my own to decide, not the heavens’. This place should be *your* grave."

"So what if you have the Resentful Spirit Blood Pearl? You dedicated your life to it, went mad and became a demon, slaughtered everyone in your own hall... In the end, you will find it was all for nothing but an empty dream."

"Now, we fight!"

Jiang Jichen shouted coldly and strode forward to attack.