Chapter 481: Divine Techniques: Corpse Burial Ceremony

Shen Daoxing paused, then quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"CLANG!"

A sound like a bronze bell being struck rang out.

Shen Daoxing’s body shuddered, and he shot backward like an arrow.

He skipped across the lake’s surface for a long distance, leaving a trail of ripples, before finally coming to a stop.

Shen Daoxing felt his insides churn. He looked up, his gaze sharp, at the shadowy man before him. "A Refining Dust Realm expert? To be able to hire one for an assassination... your backer must be quite influential."

The shadowy man didn’t answer. Instead, he lifted his blood-red saber, licked the blade with his tongue, and chuckled.

"Not bad, kid! You actually took one of my strikes. It seems you’re no ordinary Earth Profound Realm cultivator. No wonder they sent me!"

As he spoke, he suddenly shook his head. "A pity. I never show mercy when I kill. You won’t stand a chance."

Just then, the greatsword in the shadowy man’s hand flared with a brilliant light, and a vast, blood-colored fiendish energy surged forth.

He abruptly raised the saber high, then inverted it and plunged it into the ground.

"Divine Technique: Thousand Blades Blood Shadow!"

Instantly, Shen Daoxing saw a vast fiendish energy spread all around him. One blade, two, ten... hundreds, even thousands of enormous sabers suddenly erupted from the ground, appearing in neat rows all around him.

Then, the blades began to glow with a red light before they all slashed toward Shen Daoxing in unison.

Shen Daoxing stomped his feet and leaped high into the sky.

But now, a neat row of greatswords had appeared in the sky—who knew when—and they were chopping down at him.

"CLANG!"

The sound of metal on metal rang out.

A brilliant white light erupted. A small jade seal suddenly flew from Shen Daoxing’s hand, instantly expanding into the colossal Venerable Dharma Seal, which blocked the row of glowing blades in the sky.

Meanwhile, the thousand blades on all sides were already upon Shen Daoxing.

"Great Ming Demon Sparrow!"

Shen Daoxing let out a low cry. A black arc of light flashed, and the Great Ming Demon Sparrow shot out with a WHOOSH.

He planted a foot on it, narrowly avoiding a row of sabers that were slashing down vertically.

"Hehehe, so it’s Blood Fiend, one of the twelve Gods of Slaughter from the former Celestial Demon Sect. Junior Brother, it looks like you’ve really provoked someone you shouldn’t have, hmm?"

Suddenly, Liu Ying covered her mouth and giggled. "Hehehe, Junior Brother, looks like you need my help!"

As she spoke, Liu Ying’s figure flickered and dissolved into a swarm of colorful butterflies that fluttered forward.

"Oh? You know me?"

The shadowy man was clearly surprised. He turned to look at Liu Ying.

At that moment, a large swarm of colorful butterflies descended and surrounded him.

Seeing this, the shadowy man’s lips curled into a disdainful sneer. "Petty tricks!"

He roared, and his entire body erupted in a brilliant red light. Countless streams of blood-colored fiendish energy boiled forth, spreading over the butterflies and abruptly bursting into flame.

Instantly, the surrounding colorful butterflies were burned to a crisp as they danced chaotically in the flames.

The shadowy man’s eyes narrowed. Watching the butterflies fall one by one, he sneered. "So, it’s Madam Butterfly! I might have been wary of you in your prime, but now that your realm has fallen so far, you’re nothing to me! Die!"

Abruptly, Blood Fiend raised his saber, which was roiling with fiendish energy, and brought it crashing down on a single, vividly colored butterfly.

The next moment, Liu Ying cried out and spat a mouthful of blood. Her figure materialized as she staggered back a few steps.

"Oh, my! Blood Fiend, I didn’t expect you to have gotten so much stronger over the years."

Liu Ying couldn’t help but exclaim in feigned surprise, covering her mouth.

"Blood Shadow Mad Saber!"

The next moment, Blood Fiend raised his saber again. It burst with a dazzling red light as he swung it in a horizontal slash.

Liu Ying feigned a look of fright and leaped backward. "Oh dear! Junior Brother, it looks like I can’t help you after all!"

"I don’t need your help!"

Shen Daoxing’s calm voice suddenly rang out.

The next moment.

"Venerable Taboo: Kunlun Duanyue!"

A colossal beam of sword light, vast enough to sunder mountains and cleave the heavens, shot out. It streaked across the sky as black arcs of electricity flickered around it, warping and stretching the very space it passed through.

"CRACKLE! POP!"

The rows of greatswords that had erupted from the ground all shattered.

Shen Daoxing’s figure blurred. He leaped up and then dropped down in front of Liu Ying.

"CLANG!"

A sound like a bronze bell being struck rang out.

Shen Daoxing’s Great Ming Demon Sparrow flared with a brilliant light as he swung it.

"BANG!"

Black arcs of electricity flashed, intercepting the horizontal slash of the blood saber.

Seeing this, Blood Fiend gave Shen Daoxing a long, surprised look. "Good kid. You actually broke my Divine Technique."

As he spoke, Blood Fiend couldn’t help but lick his lips, looking at Shen Daoxing with profound interest. "Kid, you’ve piqued my interest!"

The next moment, his entire body erupted in red light. A vast, blood-colored fiendish energy burst out like a roiling flame, spreading from all directions toward Shen Daoxing and Liu Ying.

"Divine Technique: Corpse Burial Ceremony!"

A cold, merciless voice came from Blood Fiend’s lips.

"BZZZZZZ—"

Suddenly, a gloomy and inexplicably terrifying aura pressed down from the sky, making one’s very soul tremble.

The next moment, within the roiling fiendish energy at their feet, large hands suddenly shot out and pushed against the ground. One by one, grotesque and terrifying red-blooded corpses, their flesh a mangled mess, clawed their way up from below. Gripping crimson sabers, they shrieked from all directions, their hair-raising screams filling the air as they surged forward in endless waves.

One of the red-blooded corpses was missing half its head, its red brain still pulsing. Another’s eyes bulged from their sockets, wide and bloodshot. Some even had their intestines spilling onto the ground, dragging them along as they advanced.

Each one was grotesque and horrifying beyond belief.

Seeing this, Liu Ying gave Shen Daoxing a meaningful look.

"Oh, my! This is Blood Fiend’s ultimate Divine Technique, his strongest killing move. Even an ordinary Refining Dust Realm expert couldn’t block it. To use such a technique on a little guy like you who just entered the Earth Profound Realm... this Blood Fiend really shows no mercy at all!

"Hehehe, my dear Junior Brother, are you confident you can handle this? If you can’t, if you can’t hold on, I won’t help you again. I’ll be the first one to leave!"

Shen Daoxing said nothing in response. He simply swiped a hand over his Sumeru Ring.

A white light flashed, and the Shattering Void Sword appeared in his other hand.