Chapter 1374 - 1374: Bursting Apart

The sudden surge of powerful combat force almost made Jiang Cheng unsure how to use it.

It's like suddenly receiving a fortune and not knowing how to spend it.

Seeing him resurrected, several Daoist Venerables from the Corpse Race and Bone Race in the rear burst into laughter.

"Indeed so."

"Haha, living up to Sect Leader Jiang!"

"I knew it couldn't be so easy for him to die."

"Can a mere Daoist Saint kill Sect Leader Jiang?"

While they were celebrating, the experience for Yimeng Daoist Saint on the opposite side was quite awful.

Clearly confirmed killed, yet suddenly appearing again, made him question his life.

"Wondering how I'm still alive?"

Brother Cheng's service was quite thoughtful, even learning to express the enemy's inner thoughts.

"I had no choice either."

"If I unleashed all my power, I could instantly kill you."

"Otherwise, you as a Daoist Saint wouldn't even have a slight chance to showcase yourself, right?"

"So I graciously cooperated, giving you some presence and showing respect to the Daoist Saint's realm."

Such words were only felt natural by the three Bone Kings and three Corpse Kings; everyone else was unable to argue back.

How arrogant must one be to claim they can instantaneously kill a Daoist Saint?

Even the Celestial Emperor wouldn't dare guarantee that, right?

Furthermore, Yimeng Daoist Saint now had a boost from twelve thousand people, which Jiang Cheng didn't have at all.

While they were thinking about this, they suddenly noticed a cloud above Jiang Cheng's head.

Except it wasn't a Red Cloud, but a kind of dark red turned black cloud.

It looked quite peculiar.

However, the people of the Nether Race and the Undead Race did not take it seriously.

Jiang Cheng had no comrades around him; that 'Black Cloud' must be a bluff.

"Such arrogance!"

"Clearly suppressed by our Daoist Saint, yet daring to be boastful?"

"Our Daoist Saint was merely merciful just now!"

"We don't need the Daoist Saint to take action; we can annihilate you!"

Yimeng Daoist Saint raised his hand.

Only he knew that he hadn't held back at all just now.

In the Primordial Immortal Realm, there are quite a few who can resurrect—those who primarily cultivate the Rule of Life, certain special life groups, those who are under the Heavenly Dao's protection like the Ten Celestial Emperors...

But there are also ways to counter those rules and groups.

Like the Rule of Death, which can extinguish vitality.

It can be said that their Nether Race is the nemesis of the Resurrection Skill.

Once killed by him, there's no chance of resurrection.

"Let's see how many times you can resurrect!"

He again activated the stone tablet to attack.

And Brother Cheng again used the Thirteen Layer Sword Dao Realm enhanced by Law Space.

Seemingly no different from before.

But compared to before, the power was incomparable.

At the instant this sword was swung, the twelve thousand experts of the Undead Race and Nether Race ahead all felt their hair stand on end, horrified.

From that sword, they sensed a strong, deadly threat.

In fact, the attack's target wasn't them.

It was like an ant suddenly seeing a heavenly pillar collapsing.

Not to mention being hit, even just the shock and impact from the collapse could destroy them!

The Yimeng Daoist Saint at the forefront turned pale.

This sword's power was beyond his understanding, no longer within the Daoist Saint's realm should possess.

Last time, Jiang Cheng's sword hadn't found a target.

This time, he heard the crisp sound of shattering.

Yimeng Daoist Saint's Dharma Realm was crushed in the first moment!

Meanwhile, the white stone tablet emanated an irresistible pulling force, as if dragging any existence into that boundless abyss.

Jiang Cheng's attack was absorbed into that white stone tablet.

It seemed this was a repeat image of last time.

However, the scene of Jiang Cheng himself being sucked into the monument didn't occur.

The Thirteen Layer Sword Dao attack rampaged after entering the tablet, instantly causing the tablet to expand irregularly.

"Impossible!"

Yimeng Daoist Saint shrieked.

This tablet was his Lifebound Secret Treasure, immensely powerful and intimately connected to himself.

Now, he heard a piercing wail from the tablet's side.

It was about to be burst!

That seemingly endless abyss was now radiated bright and magnificent.

The Thirteen Layer Sword Dao Realm rapidly spread, creating an immense and perilous world amidst the abyss, full of deadly threats in its strange and colorful splendor!

His Lifebound Secret Treasure simply couldn't bear the intensity of such an attack.

Let alone capture Brother Cheng's body along while stripping his vitality.

The stone tablet was like a forcibly inflated balloon, and in no time it expanded tens of thousands of miles!

"No…"

Yimeng Daoist Saint didn't know how many spells and curse techniques he had used in that moment, attempting to calm his Lifebound Secret Treasure.

But it was of no avail.

With the 'Shengyuan Red Cloud' enhanced by the system, this sword's power was overwhelming, far beyond its capacity to digest.

Boom!

A myriad of fragmented stones shot out, as if a giant hole burst open in the sky.

The white stone tablet finally exploded!

Along with it, came powerful backlash!

Yimeng Daoist Saint groaned again brutally, this time he suffered devastating injuries.

But it wasn't over yet.

Jiang Cheng's sword, after breaking through the tablet, continued towards his body!

In despair, Yimeng Daoist Saint used a new power he created.

No defense, but attacking Jiang Cheng's body.

Attempting to use attack to counterattack, forcing back Jiang Cheng's sword.

Facing this created power, Jiang Cheng still had no defensive measures; however, he planned no retreat.

The Shengyuan Red Cloud's enhancement gave him confidence to resist this attack with his body.

Simultaneously, Yimeng Daoist Saint was directly hit by that sword.

No sound erupted, only a black shadow seemed like a shattered ink bottle, splashing towards the surrounding void.

After piercing Yimeng Daoist Saint, this sword killed into the range of the Nether Race and Undead Race behind.

Without any suspense.

Even though the sword's power was mostly depleted, for these groups at most Daoist Venerable level, it was still a disaster.

The Sword Dao World roared through, like a stormy baptism.

Twelve thousand troops made no counterattack, wiped out on the spot.

And the sword's power was still not completely released…

Rolling forward into the distant void.

Eventually, it reached millions of miles away before the waiting troops of the other dozen races, where it finally dissipated.

Looking at the mysterious attack that suddenly appeared and abruptly vanished, experts and leaders of various races were speechless and their hearts shaken.

What was that?

Upon first detection, they had no doubt they would die.

Because it couldn't be avoided or resisted.

Everyone was left unsettled.

"Luckily it dispersed…"

"Was that the opposing side's attack?"

"It should be… Yimeng Daoist Saint didn't have such means."