Chapter 626 - 624: The Luochen Sect Wins

Chapter 626: Chapter 624: The Luochen Sect Wins

In close-quarters combat within the Six Paths Illusion Realm, Jiang Jichen was absolutely invincible, capable of obliterating anyone with a single punch.

What’s more, the Grey-clothed Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor had run right into his fist, taking the full force of Jiang Jichen’s All Things Perish.

This was the killing technique of the Annihilation Fist, which held the power to turn all of creation to ash.

Thus, the Grey-clothed Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor naturally met his end, his Divine Soul completely destroyed.

In truth, from the very beginning, Jiang Jichen had been luring the Grey-clothed Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor into his trap, one step at a time.

Furthermore, his performance had to be completely convincing, making his opponent truly believe that he had fallen into a desperate plight.

This would cause him to lower his guard and reveal himself for the killing blow.

If he had pretended to be trapped by the Restriction from the very start, the Grey-clothed Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor lurking in the shadows would have grown suspicious and would not have been so easily fooled.

He might have even launched a probing attack.

That would have made it impossible for Jiang Jichen to kill him in a single strike.

The Green Robe and Grey-clothed Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestors fought as a pair—one in the open, one in the shadows. Jiang Jichen knew the only way to truly break their Combined Attack Skill was to kill the Grey-clothed Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor who was hiding in the dark.

That was why Jiang Jichen feigned weakness from the start, deliberately putting himself at a disadvantage, but he did so subtly.

He merely allowed himself to be gradually ensnared by the Light of Restriction.

In this battle, both sides schemed against the other, but Jiang Jichen was clearly the more brilliant strategist.

A single punch decided life and death, victory and defeat.

"You... H-how is this possible?"

The Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor’s expression changed dramatically, and he spoke in a trembling voice.

He found it nearly impossible to accept this reality.

"In this world, nothing is impossible."

"Your Restriction can’t hold me. Within the Six Paths Illusion Realm, my body is invincible and my power can shatter space itself. What can your pathetic Restriction Dao possibly do to me?"

"Now that your accomplice in the shadows is gone, taking your life will be as easy as reaching into my own pocket."

Jiang Jichen spoke calmly, but his words overflowed with an incomparably powerful and domineering aura.

As he spoke, an Undying Golden Light erupted from Jiang Jichen’s body. A sea of Physical Strength burst forth, causing the void before him to tremble and crack.

The beams of the Light of Restriction disintegrated one after another, completely unable to hinder Jiang Jichen in the slightest.

Then, he took a step and charged toward the Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor.

The Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor was, after all, a man who had cultivated for two millennia. With his extraordinary willpower, he instantly composed himself.

He acted decisively, immediately retreating.

At the same time, he conjured his strongest Light of Restriction to intercept Jiang Jichen.

He had used this very technique to block Jiang Jichen’s attacks time and again.

This time, however, the Light of Restriction he unleashed was swatted out of existence by Jiang Jichen’s palm the moment it drew near.

Jiang Jichen, using the Mountain River Shadow Stepping Technique, charged straight for the Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor, completely ignoring the man’s Restriction.

’So, Jiang Jichen wasn’t lying.’

’My Restriction Dao, which I take such pride in, is nothing in his eyes.’

In an instant, Jiang Jichen appeared before the Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor.

He raised his palm and struck!

In that moment, the Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor felt the Power of Space converging on him from all directions.

The terrifying force made him feel as if he were bound, completely unable to move.

A look of terror and despair finally appeared on the face of the Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor.

It was only at this moment that he might have had a sudden realization. Having grown so accustomed to fighting alongside the Grey-clothed Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor, he was pathetically weak now that he stood alone before Jiang Jichen.

In truth, the Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor was not as weak as he imagined.

Against any other opponent, his Restriction Dao was still terrifyingly formidable, and he had few rivals.

Unfortunately for him, he had encountered Jiang Jichen—a man with an invincible physique who was immune to any Restriction.

At this moment, the nature of Jiang Jichen’s palm strike changed, becoming incomparably fierce and boundlessly domineering.

One palm held the power to shatter the firmament;

One palm held the might to annihilate mountains and rivers;

One palm held the intent to overturn the universe itself.

This was the Heaven-Flipping World-Destroying Palm!

This was its first form: Shattering the Firmament!

In that instant, the Palm Intent condensed to the level of the Extreme Dao and then erupted violently.

BOOM!

In the next moment, the void around the Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor fractured, cracks spreading like a spider’s web.

Finally, like a shattered mirror, it broke apart and was annihilated!

How could the Green Robe Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestor, caught within, possibly escape?

In the Endless Void Battlefield, the curtain fell on the battle between Jiang Jichen and the two Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestors from the Holy Mountain.

But the onlookers watching from the void surrounding the Holy Mountain were still reeling in stunned silence.

They could never have imagined such an outcome.

Jiang Jichen, who had seemed to be on the losing end the entire time, had turned the tables in the final moments.

With a single punch and a single palm, he had annihilated the two Extreme Dao Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Holy Mountain.

His power, dominance, and invincibility in that final moment were utterly soul-shaking, shocking all who witnessed it.

Meanwhile, the battle at the Eighth Hall was still unfolding in all its brutal ferocity.

Yet, the ten thousand-plus Cultivators of the Holy Mountain were somehow losing to the few thousand disciples of the Luochen Sect.

First, the Holy Mountain’s newly appointed Mountain Master was beheaded by Xuanyuan Qingyi’s sword, his blood spraying across the void.

Then, in the battle of Soul Arrays, it was Liu Yang, despite his lower Realm, who managed to overcome and slay the Holy Mountain’s Soul Array Master, whose soul dissipated, resulting in instant death.

And so, with their new Mountain Master dead and their Soul Array Master gone, the Holy Mountain’s ten thousand-plus Cultivators suffered a rout as total as a collapsing mountain.

The troop of Little Skeleton Soldiers led by Little Gray also played a crucial role on the battlefield.

The Five Elements Skull Formation, composed of five skeletons, swayed across the battlefield, utterly invincible and seemingly unbeatable.

All across the battlefield, one could see the swaying figures of Little Skeletons adorned with Gem Necklaces.

They were incredibly insidious and slippery; the moment they found themselves outmatched, they would immediately sway away in retreat and seek another target.

What’s more, after dispatching an opponent, they would casually clean up the battlefield, snatching the enemy’s Storage Bag with remarkably practiced movements.

By the battle’s end, the Luochen Sect had emerged victorious. All ten thousand-plus Cultivators of the Holy Mountain had been slain, leaving the Holy Mountain awash in blood.

The Luochen Sect, however, had lost more than half of its own people.

The survivors were all wounded, but not one of them so much as knit their brow in complaint.

Having fought to the very end, even they could scarcely believe it. They had been outnumbered, their opponents were the high-and-mighty Cultivators of the Holy Mountain, and yet, they had won.

Amidst the tragic grandeur, there was the joy of victory.

They mourned for their fallen sect-brothers, but they cheered even more for their victory.

For a Cultivator warrior, to fight and die on a bloody battlefield is to live and die without regret.

This was their destiny.

And the Cultivators who survived had undoubtedly grown, forged into true, iron-willed warriors, stronger than before.

The Luochen Sect had won!

They gazed upon mountains of corpses and the blood-soaked slopes of the Holy Mountain.

The mournful wind seemed to keen, telling the tale of the battle’s brutality.

The onlookers around the Holy Mountain were also deeply moved, their minds reeling, leaving them speechless.

Jiang Jichen had now landed before the Eighth Holy Hall. But he did not look back. Instead, he continued his ascent up the Holy Mountain, toward the Ninth Hall.

"The rest is my fight. You don’t need to come up."

Jiang Jichen’s calm voice echoed via transmission throughout the Holy Mountain, resounding between heaven and earth.

His calm voice carried an air of invincible confidence and the relentless momentum of one who only ever moves forward, never back.