[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Evil God (Complete) - 25

Chapter Five: The Heartless One

The fragrance of peach blossoms wafted on the breeze, intoxicatingly sweet.

Lake Bodo had at least a hundred or two teahouses like Duowen Pavilion, nestled along the lakeshore, dedicated to casual conversation and unrestrained leisure—a defining characteristic of the area.

Anyone with enough money could order a pot of tea and sit for hours without a peep from the staff.

These teahouses were always popular gathering places for all sorts of people in the martial arts world to gather intelligence and spread rumors.

"The 'Yanhuang' Lord defied the heavens and killed Xiao Wentian, the leader of the Nine Eccentrics, on Chuanyun Mountain!"

Someone had spread this rumor, and suddenly, like a stone thrown into still water, the small teahouse was abuzz with discussion.

“Hey Ah Si, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say whatever you want. You said ‘Xuanzong’ Xiao Wentian was killed by Jun Yanhuang, do you have any evidence?”

The one who asked the question was a middle-aged man, and his companion at the same table was about the same age, and judging from their appearance, they should both be martial arts practitioners.

The middle-aged man called “Ah Si” snorted and replied, “When have I, Zhao Si, ever lied to you, Zhu Laowu? This news was personally passed on to me by a friend of mine who works in ‘Breaking the Prison,’ it’s 100% credible!”

Zhu Laowu frowned and said, “What does ‘Breaking the Prison’ have to do with Xiao Wentian, the leader of the Nine Eccentrics?”

“You’re ignorant, and you still won’t admit it!” The man called Zhao Si acted as if he knew everything: “The leader of the ‘Breaking the Prison’ organization, Xiao Shiqing, is not only a first-class beauty, but it’s also rumored that she is the granddaughter of ‘Xuanzong’ Xiao Wentian!”

“Is that true?”

The man called Zhao Si was sure to shock everyone, and immediately everyone’s attention was focused on his table.

Seeing everyone in the shop listening to him, Zhao Si became even more excited. He patted his chest and said, "Absolutely true! I also heard that Xiao Shiqing fell in love with Long Bufei, the 'nemesis' of the righteous path. It's just a pity that the goddess's dream is unrequited. The great hero Long secretly loved 'Phoenix' Jun Tianjiao, the leader of the 'Four Beauties.' Later, Jun Tianjiao was killed by Jun Yanhuang. In a fit of rage for her sake, the great hero Long single-handedly stormed the headquarters of the 'Mingyue Sect,' only to encounter the sect's top warrior, the third-ranked warrior in the world, who had recovered from his injuries. The fateful battle between these two mortal enemies, which had been delayed for a year, finally began. In the end, the third-ranked warrior in the world, 'Peerless Demon Blade,' narrowly defeated the great hero Long's 'Turning Hands to Clouds and Rain.' If Xiao Shiqing hadn't already asked the righteous alliance's seed master, 'Guanyin Fairy' Fan Xindi, to follow and protect him, the great hero Long might not have been able to leave the Mingyue Sect!"

Zhao Si's news was more and more explosive than the last! A discussion circle centered around him formed throughout the teahouse, everyone craning their necks to listen, except for a boy who appeared to be fast asleep, slumped over the table.

Only when Zhao Si mentioned the name "Fan Xin Di" did the boy's ears seem to twitch.

Just then, a waiter brought a teapot to the boy's table.

"Sir, to change your tea..." Suddenly,

something unexpected happened.

The boy, who had been asleep on the table, leaped up with lightning speed, like a leopard, and with a sweeping kick, struck the teapot in the waiter's hand. The tea splashed everywhere, most of it hitting the waiter, but then wisps of purplish-blue smoke rose from it!

The latter let out a pig-like scream, rolling around on the ground as if enduring immense pain. The boy looked up, his handsome, arrogant, rebellious, and mocking smile unmistakably that of "Evil Star" Jun Tianxie!

"Using such methods to deal with your young master? You underestimate me!"

The customers in the teahouse seemed to have put on masks, revealing their true, ferocious faces. "Zhao Si" glared fiercely at Jun Tianxie, who was as clear-headed as Zhuge Liang, and said in a deep voice, "How did you see through the flaws?"

Jun Tianxie laughed, "Don't tell me I discovered your people were watching me long ago. So much important information, and you just casually brought it to this rural teahouse like trash, and every single piece of it is related to me. Don't you think that's too much of a coincidence?"

"Zhao Si" sneered, "Like father, like son. It seems the higher-ups really found the right person to assign me this mission!"

Jun Tianxie pointed at the people in the shop and said, "Are you all hunters from the 'Hunter's Company'? That guy Diao is too persistent. It was just a disagreement, was it necessary to go to such lengths to hunt me down?"

"Zhao Si" said, "The organization has issued a gold-level kill order against you, which means that even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you can't escape the omnipresent pursuit. You might as well end it all and at least keep your corpse intact!"

Jun Tianxie burst into laughter, "I absolutely love the dark humor of you hunters! I usually try to avoid fighting if possible, but I'm in a bad mood today... You!" He pointed at the crowd, revealing a cheerful smile, and said, "Die!" As soon as he

finished speaking, a bloodcurdling scream rang out. It turned out that a hunter disguised as a customer in the shop had sneaked up behind Jun Tianxie, intending to ambush him when he wasn't paying attention, but he didn't realize he had made the most serious mistake!

In Jun Tianxie's eyes, his actions were like showing off his skills in front of Guan Yu. With a casual back kick, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, he struck the attacker's wrist. The attacker only felt a strange force surge through him and was no longer in control of his body. The dagger he was holding had already pierced his throat, and he didn't even know how he died!

Before they even officially started fighting, their side had already lost two comrades. "Zhao Si," looking at the smiling young man, couldn't reconcile the image of him with that of a cold-blooded killer, but the two corpses on the ground were undeniably real.

"What's wrong?" Jun Tianxie sneered, "Considering we were colleagues in the past, I won't let you suffer too much when you go to the other world. Even I, the young master, want to accumulate some merit!"

Before the others could even begin their attack, "Zhu Laowu," who had been talking to "Zhao Si" at the same table, suddenly struck first. His figure leaped, a flash of light, and his short sword, radiating coldness, danced with killing intent.

Jun Tianxie's eyes flashed with a strange light. With a swift movement, he dodged the merciless blade with the agility of a fish, and unusually, he didn't retaliate. Instead, he bypassed his opponent and opened another battlefield.

"Zhao Si," the man roared, "Don't let him escape!"

Jun Tianxie laughed, "That's what I should be saying!"

Jun Tianxie waved his arms, and a chilling sword aura immediately surged forth, like a swarm of locusts feeding on food. The rolling, evil energy surged like waves, attacking the group, followed by a series of dense explosions that reverberated in the void.

"Nirvana Sword Dao—Neither Increase nor Decrease!"

The Wings of Death descended upon the hunters as the Nirvana Sword aura was unleashed. The brilliance of the sword rain danced wildly like demons, and the hunters breathed their last before they even felt the extreme pain. In just one move, eleven people fell, eleven candles of life extinguished in an instant!

Zhao Si was the most skilled among the hunters. Although Jun Tianxie had only shown a fraction of his power, the former could still see an insurmountable gap in their strength, a gap that couldn't be bridged simply by numbers. In other words, they had met their match today.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, during the personality shift on the third day, Jun Tianxie inadvertently left behind many methods for applying the "Manas Consciousness" in the memories of the other two personalities. After some study, their cultivation progressed with divine assistance, allowing them to advance to the ranks of super experts.

In Jun Tianxie's eyes at this moment, these people were no different from lambs to the slaughter. Except for a brief pause when his gaze fell on "Zhu Laowu," he didn't look at anyone else again, as if they didn't exist.

"Those who make a living by licking blood from the wounds of the martial world should have long been prepared to die on the battlefield... Especially since you're engaged in such a high-risk profession as hunters, the possibility of being killed instead of killing someone is something you've all mentally prepared for, right...?"

Jun Tianxie muttered some strange words to himself, approaching the group with an unparalleled and elegant gait. A chilling sword aura, almost tangible, spread around them, forming a sword array that seemed to lock them in, ready to erupt at any moment!

Including Zhao Si, everyone's hearts were pounding wildly. That domineering and arrogant aura, so supreme and unrivaled, was something they had never seen before. How could a boy not even eighteen years old exert such terrifying pressure on them?

The hunters didn't understand that there was a technique called "Manas" that could influence an opponent's consciousness and judgment with spiritual energy. Even if it existed, they had never heard of the "Six Supreme Senses," let alone found a way to break it.

For these hunters, from the moment they accepted this mission, death had already quietly descended upon them.

Jun Tianxie smiled slightly, his sword pointing out, dozens of unique, cold lights flashing through the air. With a flick of his wrist and a strike of his sword, a life was extinguished with each flash!

Every movement was so graceful and fluid, like a masterful dance, elevating the seemingly cruel and bloody act of "killing" to an art form, making the victims feel an "honor" of dying under such swordsmanship!

In no time, besides Jun Tianxie and "Zhu Laowu," no one else remained alive in the teahouse.

Jun Tianxie looked at "Zhu Laowu" with the gaze one would give a fish on a chopping block, smiling slightly: "How long are you going to wear that eyesore of a human skin mask? Show me your true face!"

"Zhu Laowu" slapped his face, instantly transforming from a middle-aged man into a flawless, icy beauty, her features exquisitely beautiful, yet chillingly cold.

"How did you recognize me?"

Jun Tianxie laughed. "You are the only person besides someone else who can actively arouse my lust. How could I not recognize you?"

After Jun Tianxie said this, the true identity of "Zhu Laowu" immediately became clear. He was Wu Gou, who had met the former once at the "Hunter's Club" through Diao's introduction!

Even though the thick smell of death still filled the room, Wu Gou's expression remained calm and unwavering. His delicate and white features, like those of a porcelain doll, remained motionless. His composure was far superior to that of most men.

"The president is right, you do indeed harbor abnormal feelings for your mother."

Having his deepest secret exposed, Jun Tianxie seemed unconcerned, smiling faintly, "Exposing this won't do you any good. And if I'm not mistaken, you were one of my mother's maids serving her in the 'Jade Emperor Palace,' right?" Wu Gou was silent for a

moment, then asked calmly, "How did you guess that?"

Jun Tianxie shrugged and smiled, "Back then, the 'Jade Emperor Palace' was the head of the righteous path. You, who have always been relentless in infiltrating various sects, certainly wouldn't have spared my mother's hometown. And what could be more inconspicuous and convenient than disguising yourself as a princess's personal maid? Perhaps you were even my..." "One of my mother's 'shadow warriors,' which explains why you possess an aura so similar to my mother's, capable of arousing my desire."

Wu Gou's expression remained calm as she nodded, saying, "You guessed correctly. Back then, I was indeed ordered to infiltrate the Jade Emperor's Palace to gather intelligence, but due to a series of unforeseen circumstances, I was unexpectedly chosen to be Lady Yu's substitute. However, Lady Yu treated us servants equally, never putting on airs like a princess. Even when Emperor Yan broke through the palace, she never considered using us to take the blame for her."

Jun Tianxie's eyes revealed a knowing look as he said, "No wonder you survived that calamity back then. In that case, it must have been my mother who saved your life.

" "You can say that," Wu Gou said calmly, "but for me, 'survival' itself has no meaning, so I will not feel grateful to anyone or anything." "

Jun Tianxie gazed at Wu Gou's high, firm breasts rising and falling with her breath, and asked with amusement, "So you're a living dead who's lost your purpose in life. No wonder the 'Unmoved Evil Heart' mind-testing technique had no effect on you that day. But I don't understand, since even matters of life and death can't bother you, why do you still cling to the 'Hunter's Company' as a lackey?"

Wu Gou shook her head and said, "I've lived in the company since I was old enough to understand things, and I've never thought there was anything wrong with this kind of life."

Jun Tianxie scrutinized Wu Gou for a long time before saying with a sigh, "It seems you and I are both people who were born lacking something... If I could, I really wish I could spare your life, but unfortunately, we are enemies, not friends, and I don't have the magnanimity to forgive an enemy who has turned their blade against me. So in the end, I can only give you a painless death."

Even after being given a death sentence by an opponent with overwhelming strength, Wu Gou's face remained unchanged. She said calmly, "I understand. If I were in her shoes, I would have made the same decision. You don't need to feel guilty." Jun

Tianxie actually showed a bitter smile upon hearing this—guilt? If he truly felt that way, it was only after hearing Wu Gou's words. He

couldn't let his emotions cloud his judgment any longer! If he delayed any longer, he might not be able to bring himself to harm this woman, and she would use this weakness to attack him in the future. This was something he, as the "Evil Star," could not allow. A murderous glint flashed in Jun Tianxie's eyes, and he was about to attack Wu Gou when suddenly a strange feeling rose from his spine, and a chill ran through him. The feeling was like…

"Third Heavenly Evil—" Jun Tianxie suddenly clutched his head and screamed in agony.

"Hey! Don't waste such a good woman! It would be such a pity to kill her! If you don't want her, then take her!" Wu

Gou stared in astonishment as the boy who had been in control of the situation suddenly changed his expression and clutched his head, crouching and cowering as if he were enduring great pain. It was neither possible nor necessary for him to play tricks. Just as he was wondering what to do, Tian Xie, who had completed the personality transformation, did not raise his head, raised his right arm, and the Changshi Sword Qi broke through the air, "Chi!" A sound struck Wu Gou's forehead, causing her head to jolt and her vision to go black as she lost consciousness.

The Third Heavenly Evil's palms continued their relentless assault, striking the shop's beams and pillars with a series of palm strikes from a distance. The entire "Duowen Pavilion" was instantly reduced to a pile of broken beams and shattered tiles. A figure could be vaguely seen rising into the sky through the dust, seemingly carrying something, but vanished in the blink of an eye.

Chapter Six: The Plan to Kill the King

. The Third Heavenly Evil, carrying the unconscious Wu Gou, sped out of the city like a shooting star, arriving at "Dao Ye Yuan"—the cave where he and Xi Chunyu had hidden to escape the pursuit of "Demon Wolf" Yuan Tianfang.

After gently placing Wu Gou on the ground, the Third Heavenly Evil smiled slightly, flicked his palm, and Wu Gou's delicate body trembled, letting out a soft "hmm," slowly waking up.

"Awake?"

Hearing a soft yet strangely captivating voice beside her, Wu Gou opened her eyes, seeing the Third Heavenly Evil's wickedly smiling face and a pair of eyes like stars in the night sky.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Wu Gou's face remained calm, seemingly indifferent to her life-or-death situation as if she were an outsider.

"Kill you? Why?" The Third Day sneered, "Women are meant to be cherished, not killed. That's what my mother taught me. Although, in many ways, I haven't been an obedient son."

"You…" Wu Gou tried to sit up to speak, but found that the young man hadn't released all her pressure points. She could only lie on the ground and say, "You… seem different from before. Could that information be true? Do you have a dual personality?"

“It’s not dual personality, it’s triple personality.” Third Heavenly Evil smiled and said, “It’s not easy for you to gather such information.”

Wu Gou was born with the trait of not caring about other people’s affairs. Even though Third Heavenly Evil unintentionally revealed a big secret about himself, she didn’t seem to care much. She asked, “If you don’t want to kill me, why did you bring me here?”

Third Heavenly Evil’s gaze lingered on Wu Gou’s curvaceous figure and chuckled, “What is the purpose of a man subduing a woman…?”

“I see. In the end, you’re just a man like everyone else…” There was no trace of unease on Wu Gou’s face. “In that case, what are you waiting for? Come and do what you want to do!” “There

’s no rush. I don’t want to make love with a puppet. That’s too boring.” Third Heavenly Evil said indifferently, “The price of ‘Pure Yin Woman’ is that you must exchange it for the seven emotions and six desires. Haven’t you ever regretted it?”

A strange light flashed in Wu Gou’s eyes. The words “Pure Yin Woman” seemed to have struck the only flaw in the wall of her heart.

"How do you know... I have the constitution of a 'Pure Yin Woman'?"

Third Heavenly Evil smiled faintly. "For the 'Alaya Consciousness,' which can grasp all phenomena in the world, there are no secrets. As for your hidden ailment, I can see it all with just 'Clear Vision of True Nature.'"

Wu Gou's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light as she asked, "Then... do you know how to cure me? How can I have the seven emotions and six desires of a normal person?"

"Of course I know," Third Heavenly Evil said immediately, "but I won't help you unconditionally. You must show your sincerity."

Wu Gou clearly understood what Third Heavenly Evil meant by "sincerity." She replied expressionlessly, "I don't even have the strength to stand up right now. How can I serve you?"

Third Heavenly Evil crossed his arms and smiled leisurely, "As long as you want to move, you can move."

Upon hearing this, Wu Gou tried to stand up again. This time, she moved with ease and without any difficulty. She walked to Third Heavenly Evil, squatted down between his legs, and reached out to undo his belt.

Third Heavenly Evil chuckled smugly, saying, "I would never force you to do it with me, that would be too boring."

Wu Gou seemed to ignore the boy's smirk, skillfully releasing his engorged member into the air with both hands. She gave Third Heavenly Evil a slight glare, then gently extended her tongue and slowly took his penis into her mouth.

"Oh...good..."

The hard, engorged member immediately filled Wu Gou's cherry-like mouth completely, and her head began to sway slowly back and forth. With exceptionally skilled and lewd tongue techniques, Wu Gou would suck, lick, spit out, and swallow, playing with Third Heavenly Evil's member.

Third Heavenly Evil felt waves of pleasure from Wu Gou's tongue techniques and exclaimed, "So amazing! Wu Gou, where did you learn such superb skills?"

Wu Gou did not answer, but the frequency of her sucking increased, her lips opening and closing like a carp in the water. Within those warm, soft lips, Third Heaven Evil felt as if the walls of flesh were writhing, waves of pleasure washing over him. Even with his abilities, he almost couldn't resist, his manhood swelling to its limit.

Feeling the throbbing of the flesh within her mouth, Wu Gou pushed his penis even deeper into her throat, saliva gushing forth and soaking the entire shaft. As it withdrew, she continued to lick the tip with her tongue, her jade hands busy playing with the scrotum.

"Mmm...mmm...sizzle..."

Lewd moans escaped from Wu Gou's busy cherry-like mouth, her tongue, like a living demon, entwining around the thick penis. That tight yet tender sensation was enough to make any man lose control in an instant. Even Third Heaven Evil had to admit that Wu Gou was indeed the most skilled in oral sex he had ever encountered, only a pity...

"You can't get me out with just your mouth. I'm not like Jun Tianxie back then. Don't waste your energy!"

The calm yet mischievous tone made Wugou raise her head and glare at Third Tianxie with a resentful look. The richness of her emotions made it almost impossible to tell if it was real or not. Then she slowly lay back on the ground and said to the boy, "Come on!"

Third Tianxie smiled slightly and skillfully removed Wugou's clothes. Soon, a mature and beautiful body was exposed to the air. Her snow-white skin, full and tender breasts, and sparse black hair between her legs seemed to be the masterpiece of the Creator.

On the third day, Xie noticed a hint of unease in Wu Gou's almost porcelain-mask-like expressionless eyes. A strange, wicked smile appeared on his handsome face. He suddenly reached out and gently stroked Wu Gou's bare ankles, feeling her body stiffen slightly. He laughed smugly, "Just as I expected, you're still a virgin, aren't you?" Wu

Gou, with such exquisite and skillful oral sex techniques, was still a virgin?! The fleeting look of fear on her face confirmed Xie's suspicions.

He held her fair, slender calves, teasingly saying, "Don't be afraid. Remember when I said I'd turn you from a puppet into a human?"

Wu Gou hesitated, "Of course I remember, but... how will you do it?"

The Third Heavenly Evil's gaze possessed a strange charm, like a magnet, drawing Wu Gou's eyes in. He said softly, "I'll... do this."

"Ah!"

The Third Heavenly Evil suddenly spread Wu Gou's legs apart, thrusting his hips forward. His large, thick penis squeezed into her honeypot in one go. There was no indication of much pain from the deflowering, but Wu Gou still instinctively cried out in surprise.

"Pain is also a kind of emotion. Let me use the dual stimulation of pain and pleasure to find the emotions you've lost!"

Whether it was genuine or just an excuse, the Third Heavenly Evil entered Wu Gou's body, becoming the first to take her virginity. He didn't flaunt any sexual techniques, but after penetrating deeply, he began thrusting without reservation, regardless of whether her honeypot was lubricated enough, causing Wu Gou to involuntarily let out moans.

"Painful? Or pleasurable? That's the emotion you can choose! Don't close yourself off anymore, open your heart and welcome my comings and goings!"

The sounds of impact echoed through the cave. The Third Heavenly Evil grasped one of Wu Gou's full, firm breasts in each hand, feeling the nipples subtly harden within his palms. The soft, warm walls of her vulva contracted and writhed, the labia parting like lips, firmly gripping his member. Her body undulated with his movements like waves, sending shivers of pleasure through him!

"This...this feeling, like it's surging up from deep within my body, what is it...?"

Wu Gou's tightly closed lips parted slightly with each thrust, a groan escaping between her teeth, a groan that was hard to discern as either pain or pleasure. Perhaps even she herself couldn't distinguish the sensation, yet a strange change was indeed brewing with each of the Third Heavenly Evil's thrusts.

Relying on his strong physique, the Third Heavenly Evil thrust rapidly and relentlessly, giving Wu Gou the maximum stimulation. It felt as if countless electric currents were coursing through Wu Gou's body, leaving her mind blank and uttering uncontrollable moans.

While Wu Gou remained lost in a whirlpool of emotions, a mixture of pain and pleasure, the Third Day Evil suddenly stopped thrusting and withdrew his penis from her wet, sweet vagina. The sudden emptiness caused a word she shouldn't have uttered to slip from her lips:

"Don't pull it out…!"

The moment the words left her mouth, Wu Gou's delicate body trembled. Her remaining rationality stirred up huge waves in her heart. Why did I say such humiliating and lewd words? Wasn't I just a "doll" without feelings? What was the reason for this emptiness, as if there was a hole in her heart...?

Wu Gou raised her head in confusion, and met the almost omniscient eyes of the Third Heavenly Evil.

"Admit it! Your true nature is that of a lewd woman."

"I...I'm a lewd woman...?"

"That's right. Haven't you always longed for this feeling? Admit your true nature, completely unleash your desires, and you can be redeemed."

"Redeemed...?"

"Yes! Beg me! Then you can get what you want, transforming from a puppet into a real person."

Under the powerful "Manas" consciousness's cleansing and bewitching call, the humanoid doll, who shouldn't have self-awareness, finally succumbed to the stronger force, pleading in a voice barely audible: "Please...give...me..."

"What? I can't hear you."

From the impure barrier of her mind, a cracking sound seemed to come; all tasks and orders had long been forgotten. Now, she only wanted to obey the boy's commands, following the most primal desires of her heart.

"Please...insert it...my master..."

"Louder, or I'll leave! "

The impure sobbed in utter collapse, her body and soul completely surrendering to the boy before her.

"Please!" " Put it into the cunt of my sex slave! My master!"

On the third day, Xie revealed a satisfied smile, not pausing for a moment, his clone forcefully thrusting into Wugou's honey pot between her legs, each thrust slamming hard against the deepest part of her flower garden.

"Ah! Ah! ...What is this feeling...? This feeling...I'm the first time...I'm going to...I'm going to break..."

As the force and speed of Xie's thrusts increased, Wugou's slender waist swayed from side to side, her snow-white, plump buttocks actively welcoming each deep thrust. With seductive eyes, full of spring passion, and wanton moans, Wugou had completely become a sex doll succumbing to the tide of desire!

After thrusting for a while, Xie suddenly withdrew his clone from her honey pot. Before Wugou could even cry out in protest, he had already turned her over, making her kneel on the ground, exposing her wet labia completely before his eyes.

He chuckled evilly, "You are a sex slave, so you should be fucked like a slave!" "

The intense lust had long since melted away the shackles that had bound this woman's mind. Wu Gou, disregarding all shame, swayed her plump, fleshy buttocks.

She turned back to the young man, panting, 'Please...keep going...Master!'

'Don't rush, it's coming.'

The Third Heavenly Evil gripped Wu Gou's slender waist with both hands, and with a 'plop!' his entire member plunged in. Wu Gou felt as if her lower body had swelled up, her whole body trembling, her plump buttocks shaking like waves.

'Ahhh! No...I'm going to...I'm going to die...!'

Wu Gou lowered her head, her long, glossy black hair cascading down, obscuring her flushed, delicate cheeks. Her pair of large, white, plump breasts swayed rhythmically back and forth with the young man's thrusts, creating an extremely lewd picture.

'Huff...sex slave...you're so tight...I'm almost there...'

Wu Gou cried out, trembling, 'Ahhh! Master! Shoot inside!' " "Shoot it all into the slave's wet cunt!"

The immaculate honeypot relentlessly writhed around the Third Heaven Evil's member, the plump muscles of her buttocks and thighs contracting rhythmically, as if trying to squeeze out and absorb all the boy's bodily fluids, constantly pushing the thick penis deeper and deeper into the flesh of her vagina, her entire body convulsing and trembling.

Finally, her endurance reached its limit, and the Third Heaven Evil released his semen, a gush of hot semen shooting out, hitting the core of the immaculate honeypot in waves, bringing the latter her first and greatest orgasm of her life. Her vaginal muscles contracted and tightened to the point of almost breaking the penis! She could only let out hysterical screams, her consciousness exploding into a blank.

How much time passed ... Was it just a fleeting moment? Wu Gou's sense of time had long since become numb.

The rapid breathing still echoed within the stone wall, their lower bodies still intimately connected, like the ambiguous position between master and pet. Only when the tide of passion gradually subsided did the Third Heavenly Evil withdraw his softened member, a thin stream of semen still thickly connected to the flesh at the tip, reflecting a lewd light.

Gazing at Wu Gou's body, now tinged with a peach-pink hue and even more alluring, the Third Heavenly Evil revealed a satisfied, wicked smile, leisurely saying, "From today onwards, you are my exclusive slave. Follow me well, and I won't let you suffer."

Before Wu Gou could even speak, the Third Heavenly Evil's expression suddenly changed. A strange, icy cloud of energy erupted from his dantian, rapidly eroding his upper body. Its speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to use his "Evil Path Nirvana" to resist; in the blink of an eye, a thin layer of ice had formed on his body.

"What...what's going on...?!"

From a dazed and confused expression, Wu Gou stared in disbelief at the disheveled state of the Third Heavenly Evil. His once confident and domineering demeanor had vanished, replaced by a struggle to resist the onset of the cold poison, even the cold sweat on his forehead freezing instantly. "

You bitch…you dare…deceive me…!"

The Third Heavenly Evil was desperately fighting the cold poison, but this unknown and potent toxin was too fast and too strong. His "Manas Consciousness" offered no help whatsoever, leaving him facing the greatest crisis of his "birth."

Wu Gou frantically protested, "I didn't!" "

Haha! No matter how clever you are, you'll still fall at my feet in the end!"

A triumphant laugh came from the cave entrance. Wu Gou turned in surprise and saw a white-haired man enter, hands behind his back, a chilling smile on his face. His gaze, when it fell on the Third Heavenly Evil, was like that of a wild beast eyeing its prey, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Guild Master!" "Wu Gou's delicate body trembled, and she exclaimed.

Diao, the head of the Hunter's Guild, glanced coldly at Wu Gou and Third Heavenly Evil, a smirk playing on his lips.

"'The land of beauties is the graveyard of heroes' is so fitting for this moment. You never imagined that the virgin essence of the 'pure yin woman' would be a deadly poison for the man fortunate enough to become her first, did you? Hehe! To deceive the enemy, you must first deceive yourself. Dying under the peony flower, you can say you didn't die unjustly."

Third Heavenly Evil stared at Diao, who was beaming with smugness, and said with difficulty, "So that's how it is... You deliberately... kept this woman as bait..."

Diao sneered, "I had already calculated that you would not be willing to kill this woman who has the same temperament as your mother. Wu Gou was sprinkled with our guild's special 'Thousand Mile Fragrance,' so no matter where she goes, she cannot escape my tracking. And I was just waiting for you, this brat with a mother complex, to violate Wu Gou, toll your own death knell, and then I would come to collect your corpse." "

Third Day Xie frowned deeply and asked, 'Who... commissioned you to kill me...?'

Diao laughed, 'You're about to die, what use is knowing all this? Blame yourself for being born into the wrong family; let me send you on your way sooner!'

Diao struck out with a palm, silent yet with overwhelming force, sweeping towards Third Day Xie. The latter, weakened by the cold poison, could only stand frozen in place, about to die from the palm strike, when suddenly someone intervened, hooking his hand out of thin air, unexpectedly turning the tide and intercepting the fatal blow for the young man.

Diao roared, 'Wu Gou! Have you done something wrong?'"

In Chapter Seven, the final battle,

Wu Gou stood guard in front of the Third Heavenly Demon. Due to the critical situation, she wore only a simple undergarment, revealing a pair of smooth, shapely, and long legs with exquisite curves. Even amidst the perilous battle, she remained voluptuous and alluring.

The only flaw was a bloodstain on Wu Gou's flawless white face, indicating that while she had timely intercepted her former master's fatal attack, she had paid a price.

Diao looked at Wu Gou with displeasure and said, "Wu Gou, your mission is over. What are you still doing here?!"

It seemed that although he was dissatisfied with Wu Gou's actions, he still considered her somewhat useful, hence giving her a chance to escape.

Wu Gou shook her head firmly, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Master, but I will never step aside. If you want to kill my master, then kill me first!"

A murderous glint flashed in Diao's eyes as he angrily retorted, "What did you just call that kid? Are you insane? Have you forgotten the kindness of raising you, an orphan, to this day?! In this world, the only one you should call 'master' is me!"

Wu Gou shook her head indifferently, saying, "No, you have never treated me as a person, but as a tool to be used and cultivated. You took me in only because you valued my 'pure Yin Yin body,' and even more so to cultivate me into a doll that obeys your every command. You erased all my emotions when I was young, making me a heartless puppet! All these years, I have lived like I am living a nightmare from which I will never wake up, but now the dream is finally over, and I will never listen to anything you say again."

"It's this person!" Wu Gou pointed behind her. "He's the one who restored me to a person with blood and tears, instead of a puppet. From now on, he will be my only master in this life."

Diao's face grew increasingly gloomy as he listened, and he coldly said, "Have you thought this through? This brat not only has a mother complex but is also a ruthless killer. Plus, he's the descendant of Jun Nitian, so there are countless people who want to kill him. If you stay with this kid, you'll never have a peaceful day! Even so, you won't change your mind?"

Wu Gou replied in a deep voice, "This is the first decision I've made based on my own will. Even if I die, I will not betray my master!"

Diao sneered, "Dying is easy enough!"

Diao finally gave up on Wu Gou completely and became even more ruthless. With a flick of his right palm, a chilling killing intent rushed towards him quickly and accurately, clearly determined to finish the battle quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications.

Wu Gou frowned slightly, rose to his feet, his body moving like willow catkins in the wind. He gathered a gentle, cotton-like force between his palms to dissipate the killing intent and neutralize the indestructible direct attack.

"A desperate struggle! Jidu Luohou Fist? Wuxiang Kill!"

Diao roared, his fists surging forth like a raging torrent, the illusory and real fist shadows surrounding Wugou from all directions. In the midst of the dazzling chaos, Wugou's defenses crumbled, and he was struck by several punches. He felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, his internal organs almost displaced. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying until he crashed into a wall.

Clearing the only obstacle, Diao arrived in front of Third Heavenly Evil, his cold laughter revealing his murderous intent!

"The dignified 'Yanhuang' Jun, the son of heaven-defying, has actually fallen to the point of relying on a woman for protection. Don't you think you deserve to die?!"

Diao's five fingers clenched into a claw and grabbed at the top of Third Heavenly Evil's head. If this claw landed, his brain would immediately split open and he would die. However, just as the deadly claw was less than half a foot from Third Heavenly Evil's forehead, and Third Heavenly Evil was still unable to move, Diao suddenly sensed an anomaly in the surrounding airflow. His sixth sense, honed through years of life-and-death experiences, allowed him to make the right choice in an instant: to retreat with all his might.

This single decision saved him from the brink of death.

"Everything is abnormal!"

Invisible sword energy erupted like a torrential downpour of lightning, countless strikes occurring simultaneously, so dense and interwoven that there was no room for error. The impact was far beyond his control. Despite his immediate dodges and protective energy, he was still unable to escape unscathed from this unparalleled sword strike. Diao screamed, his body slashed countless times.

Overwhelmed by shock and fear of death, Diao had no time to consider why his opponent still had the strength to retaliate. Coupled with the fact that his sword wounds, if left untreated, would be fatal, he didn't even have the courage to pause and regroup. He retreated again and again until he was out of the cave, unaware that he had missed the only chance to change the outcome of the battle.

Barely retaining a fraction of his consciousness and power amidst the extreme Yin poison, Third Heavenly Evil waited for his only chance to retaliate. This attack had to succeed; failure was not an option!

Even though Wu Gou was in mortal danger protecting him, he couldn't be forced to act prematurely, because he was the kind of person who would absolutely put his own interests first.

Unfortunately, due to the Yin poison, he could only unleash less than 50% of the power of the "Sword of Eternity," otherwise, his opponent wouldn't have been able to leave this place alive.

Although he had repelled the powerful enemy, Third Heavenly Evil's situation remained difficult. Although he had gradually transformed and forced out the extreme Yin poison with his "Soul of Eternity," the effort of wielding the "Sword of Eternity" while poisoned was too great. He could no longer maintain his self-awareness on the surface of his personality.

"Damn it! I never thought I... would be in such a sorry state... I can't go on... I'll leave the rest to you... Jun Tianxie... you have to protect 'her'..."

Without revealing who "her" referred to, Third Heavenly Evil used his last strength to force all the cold poison out of his body. A large amount of water vapor and white mist emanated from his body. Although this process of expelling the poison was extremely exhausting, it at least temporarily saved his life. The price was that without two or three months of rest, "he" would no longer be able to regain control of this body .

"Bastard...! Third Heavenly Evil, you brat... every time I let you out, nothing good ever comes of

it..." It was a curse that sounded weak, but it represented that this body had undergone a personality transformation. Although he was forced into this situation, which was fraught with internal and external troubles, Jun Tianxie was still somewhat relieved that he had been able to surface. After all, facing the overwhelming power of the Third Heavenly Evil, it would be a lie to say that he wasn't afraid of disappearing one day!

Jun Tianxie stood up, pale and panting, his gaze shifting to Wugou, a trace of guilt and reluctance flashing across his face.

"Master... it's so good that you're alright..."

Wugou was like a broken puppet, wounded all over, embedded in the mountain wall, showing how heavy Diao's attack was and how ruthless he was determined to kill. However, Wu Gou, who was already on the verge of death, was still most concerned about the safety of the boy!

How should Jun Tianxie respond to such concern?

He sighed and slowly walked up to Wu Gou: "I am not your master. Your master... is not here now..."

His words were incoherent, but both of them understood the meaning behind them.

Wu Gou gave a sorrowful smile and said, "I understand... It doesn't matter... No matter how your personality changes... You are my master... That will never change..."

Upon hearing this, Jun Tianxie's body trembled, and he said with a bitter smile, "If you say that, how can I not save you?"

Wu Gou's face revealed a leisurely expression of indifference to life and death: "Master is too kind... Wu Gou... How could I dare to trouble Master any further... It was Master who restored Wu Gou's normal emotions and desires... Wu Gou will always be grateful... Master..."

Jun Tianxie shook his head and said, "If you really want to be grateful to me, then find a way to live a good life."

Jun Tianxie suddenly pulled Wu Gou into his arms, placing one palm on her chest, and continuously channeled his "Evil Path Nirvana" true energy into her, determined to save her life, which was on the verge of death.

"Damn it! More than 80% of your meridians are broken, and your internal organs are also displaced. The situation is really not optimistic!"

"Master... Enough... Don't waste your energy on me anymore..."

Jun Tianxie's forehead was beaded with cold sweat, a stark contrast to when he was forcing out the poison. He roared at Wu Gou, "If you still want to acknowledge me as your master, shut up!"

"Master... you care about me... I'm so happy..."

"Shut up! Are you trying to drive me to my death? Believe me, I'll kill you with one blow!"

As his power dwindled, Jun Tianxie couldn't help but wonder—why was he risking his life to save this woman? To him, women should just be discarded like broken bowls!

Was it because Master Yun had recently died before his eyes, making him soften? Or was it because this woman had once been a substitute for his mother, possessing qualities that could move him?

Looking at Wu Gou's increasingly pale face, Jun Tianxie knew he didn't have many choices left. To save her life, he had to find "that person"!

"Damn it! You wretch, don't die! I'll find someone to save you!"

Jun Tianxie picked up Wugou and rushed towards the cave exit. But even the life-extending true energy of the "Evil Path Nirvana" couldn't heal his severe injuries. Who could possibly possess the power to bring him back to life?

The once clear and cloudless sky suddenly turned gloomy, and a rumbling thunder could be faintly heard on the horizon, as if a heavy rain was about to fall.

"Is it going to rain...? The weather was fine just now..."

Ding Shenzhao glanced at the sky and continued on his way. He had reached the outer edge of the "Sea of Trees Beyond Entry," and a trace of unease appeared on his face.

After parting ways with Ziying, he had thought of returning to the small village he had left to visit his first love, whom he hadn't seen for some time. But before actually putting his thoughts into action, he hesitated.

He was no longer the simple and naive boy he once was. The blood on his hands was so heavy that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe him as a ruthless executioner. What right did he have to meet the innocent and kind Xiaolian, and presume to bring her happiness? He truly didn't know.

Fortunately, just as he was hesitating to make a decision, a sudden pang of anxiety provided him with the perfect excuse.

"Getting closer and closer... but this feeling... what is this uneasy feeling, like a heavy stone pressing down on me...? With Father's god-level cultivation, there shouldn't be any natural or man-made disasters that could trouble him..." He murmured to himself, his worry barely concealed.

Ding Shenzhao believed that Ding Chenyi's cultivation was already the strongest in the world—having failed to "ascend" and become a terrestrial half-immortal, possessing an ageless and immortal body, Ding Chenyi should no longer pose any threat. However, a blood-related connection clearly urged Ding Shenzhao forward.

Having already entered the "No-Entry Tree Sea" realm, Ding Chenyi should normally appear before him automatically at this time if he continued to venture deeper. However, today seemed different; no matter which way he went, he seemed to return to the starting point. His attempts to call out to him with his mind yielded no response, and his unease grew even stronger.

"What happened? Father! Can you hear me?"

Ding Shenzhao sensed that Ding Chenyi's presence was still within the Tree Sea; he should be able to sense his own existence as well, yet for some reason, he refused to respond. This strangeness forced Ding Shenzhao to shout at the top of his lungs, hoping for a reply.

"Son..."

A weary sigh passed by his ear. Ding Shenzhao quickly looked towards the source of the sound, but saw nothing but a dense forest. It seemed Ding Chenyi was intentionally avoiding revealing himself.

"Father! Where are you? Why won't you come out and see me?"

"Son, you shouldn't have come back..."

Ding Shenzhao was both shocked and anxious: "Why do you say I shouldn't have come back? What happened?"

Ding Chenyi's voice was like a dust storm blowing in the desert: "Your friend's father... is also the only person in the world who can rival me. He is on his way to the Sea of Trees to have a final battle with me... His strength has reached a level that even I am not confident of defeating, so I don't want you to come back, because it would distract me... Unfortunately, the connection of blood made you sense my worries..."

Ding Shenzhao exclaimed in surprise: "Father, are you talking about 'Yanhuang' Jun Nitian?! How could he be with you..."

Ding Shenzhao never had a chance to finish his sentence, because at that moment, rolling dark clouds, like spilled ink, instantly painted the entire canvas of the sky! Before the rain fell, thunder roared first, and amidst the rumbling thunder, came a cold, arrogant, solitary, domineering, and wild laugh.

"Brother Ding, how have you been? An old friend has come to visit!"

Ding Shenzhao's body trembled, and he exclaimed, "Emperor Yan!"

"Heh! My unfilial son's 'good friend' is here too? For my unfilial son's sake, I'll give you a piece of advice—this place is about to become a battlefield, it's not advisable to stay any longer, you'd better get away as soon as possible!" As

soon as the voice faded, the figure appeared before Ding Shenzhao's eyes, carrying a deep and sharp killing intent that seemed to scrape one's bones. He suddenly appeared in the biting cold wind, his aura overwhelming the heavens and earth. In an instant, even the thunder around his ears seemed to disappear from Ding Shenzhao's senses. The only thing he could still perceive was that figure, seemingly infinitely large yet hazy and indistinct, a colossal demon god that he could never hope to reach!

Ding Shenzhao's heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible demonic hand. Cold sweat poured down his back, and when he came to his senses, he realized that he had unconsciously retreated more than ten steps. With his current cultivation level, he couldn't even muster the courage to face Jun Nitian head-on!

Ding Shenzhao suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder from behind, followed by a warm current flowing through his body like a sudden awakening, clearing the blocked meridians caused by fear. He turned around in surprise and saw Ding Chenyi's ugly face with its reassuring tree-like markings, his eyes flashing with an unprecedentedly captivating light.

Ding Chenyi said calmly, "Brother Jun's cultivation has broken through again, congratulations! But perhaps it's unnecessary to be so strict with the younger generation?"

Jun Nitian chuckled, his cold and domineering aura suddenly dissipating: "Brother Ding is indeed very devoted to his son. After a hundred years of loneliness, there is a worthy successor. Even I am gratified for Brother Ding! Regardless of today's outcome, the 'Mingyue Sect' will never make things difficult for my nephew. Brother Ding can rest assured!"

Ding Chenyi sneered, "Then I truly thank you, Brother Jun."

Jun Nitian smiled, "It is only right, no need for thanks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Nitian raised his right hand, and a wine jar flew through the air towards Ding Chenyi. The latter's gaze sharpened, and the wine jar slowly slowed down and descended in front of him. Ding Shenzhao knew that an invisible battle of offense and defense had begun between the two.

Ding Chenyi said in a deep voice, "What does this mean?"

Jun Nitian raised the remaining wine jar high with one hand, and with the other hand, he broke the seal. He laughed loudly, "Brother Ding is the only sworn enemy and close friend I have ever recognized in my life. After this battle, only one of us can survive. But before the battle begins, I hope to put everything aside and drink with Brother Ding. Would Brother Ding be willing to do me the honor?"

A smile gradually spread across Ding Chenyi's face. He raised his five fingers and sucked the wine jar on the ground into his palm. "Looking at the world, only you are qualified to sit on equal footing with me. I have not touched worldly food for nearly a hundred years, but today I will make an exception for you, Brother Jun!" After saying that, he exerted his strength, and the seal burst open on its own. The wine inside shot up like a fountain and flowed back into his mouth.

"Haha! That's great! That's great!" Jun Nitian laughed loudly and drank the wine jar in his hand in the same way.

Immediately following, two shattering sounds rang out almost simultaneously as the wine jars, already swallowed by the whales, were mercilessly tossed to the ground by the two.

Ding Shenzhao became a complete outsider, excluded from this game of chess in different dimensions, and in the confrontation between the two strongest figures of the era, he appeared so insignificant and weak!

This is the second and final battle between "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian and "Tian Jian Jue Dao" Ding Chenyi!

On the 21st day of the fourth month of the 344th year of the Xuanwu calendar, at the hour of Xin Geng, there are 37 days left until "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian's final 100-day deadline!

Chapter Eight: Divine Sword and Overlord Fist

"Go!"

These were the only words Ding Chenyi uttered to his "son," Ding Shenzhao, before his decisive battle with Jun Nitian. Despite Ding Shenzhao's thousandfold reluctance, he had to admit that staying would be detrimental to his father. Moreover, in this battle of the strongest, those below them had no chance of self-preservation.

Even someone like Ding Shenzhao could see that Jun Nitian seemed to have become stronger since their first meeting. Reaching the level of a grandmaster like them, achieving a breakthrough was incredibly difficult. How had Jun Nitian managed it?

"Father... take care... you must win..."

Leaving behind unspoken worries, Ding Shenzhao turned and ran away from the scene, without even glancing at his only remaining family member. He knew all too well that if Ding Chenyi couldn't maintain a state of emptiness and detachment when facing Jun Nitian, who had already broken through to the "Alaya Consciousness" realm, he would undoubtedly be defeated in this battle!

Ding Chenyi looked at Jun Nitian and said in a deep voice, "I see that Brother Jun's forehead is dark and gloomy, a sign that your time is almost up. With Brother Jun's cultivation, who else in this world, besides me, could injure you so badly?"

Jun Nitian laughed and said, "This injury is my own fault, no one else is to blame, Brother Ding, you don't need to worry about it. 'Hellwalk' is a miraculous skill that is more powerful when facing death, so please be careful later, Brother Ding, don't let this dying man take you down with him!" A

powerful arrogance shone in Ding Chenyi's eyes. Ding Chenyi said, “In this ‘Sea of Trees,’ I am invincible and immortal. No matter how determined you are or how much you break through, you cannot defeat me.”

Jun Nitian smiled and said, “Brother Ding’s inner energy is connected to the earth’s spiritual energy of this entire Sea of Trees. With such a vast amount of innate energy as your backing, it is impossible for you to suffer a fatal injury. I discovered this during our last encounter. However, I dared to come back even knowing this, so of course I have enough confidence to win.”

“Oh?” Ding Chenyi squinted and said, “I’d like to know what that confidence is.”

Jun Nitian sighed, “Nothing much, just like this.”

After Jun Nitian finished speaking, he suddenly struck out with his palm. The eighteenth level of “Hell Walk” combined with the “Peerless Demon Blade” driven by the Alaya consciousness – the Wildfire Force – surged with fire energy, like a raging tide, a power that seemed to annihilate the world. It rose rapidly, and the fire wave instantly devoured everything it touched. At least a hundred thousand-year-old trees were reduced to ashes by this one strike.

Ding Chenyi exclaimed in shock, "What are you doing?!"

Jun Nitian laughed loudly, "This is the method I came up with: burn down the entire forest of trees! Without the replenishment of earth's spiritual energy, Brother Ding's immortality will crumble on its own!"

As Jun Nitian spoke, he unleashed a series of palm strikes, none aimed at Ding Chenyi, but rather at the surrounding tall tree trunks. A surging, raging fire erupted, its intense heat seemingly capable of melting and deforming even the void itself! Before long, a large portion of the forest of trees had been reduced to a sea of fire.

Ding Chenyi was utterly enraged! Jun Nitian's actions were tantamount to provoking a tyrant; if he could swallow this insult, he might as well write his name, "Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade," backwards from now on!

He lunged forward, shouting, "Stop right now!"

Jun Nitian's gaze was fixed on Ding Chenyi's arrow-like figure, and he laughed loudly, "Hmm, it seems my tactics have worked to anger Brother Ding so much!"

Ding Chenyi retorted angrily, "Your fighting style is useless except for provoking me!" "

Is that so? But Brother Ding's eyes betrayed you!"

"Go to hell!"

Too lazy to say another word to this detestable enemy, Jun Nitian, Ding Chenyi moved both hands simultaneously, and the "Heavenly Sword" and "Absolute Blade" reappeared in the martial world. The sword energy and blade force shattered the sky and split the air, like thousands of warhorses galloping and flying in at the same time. This move was called "Ten Thousand Horses and a Thousand Armies"!

Jun Nitian laughed, "Finally getting serious? Now this is the atmosphere of a death battle!"

"Yanhuang" had never retreated in the face of battle throughout his life. Facing the overwhelming sword energy that swept in, he was fearless. The demonic blade shot into the sky like a thunderclap from a flat plain, its momentum instantly reaching its peak. The surrounding space was filled with boundless blade energy, directly clashing with Ding Chenyi's wind-blade and frost-sword.

"Boom!"

After Jun Nitian had clashed with Ding Chenyi's omnipresent blade palms and sword fingers for over a thousand moves with a single palm strike, the two finally simplified their attack and clashed head-on. Both were forced backward by the recoil.

At this moment, the surrounding forest was engulfed in flames, thick smoke and rising temperatures, resembling a hellish inferno. Only those with protective qi as strong as these two masters could possibly survive within its depths.

The rustling sound continued as burning tree trunks and leaves rained down on the two, but before they could reach them, they were all blasted away by the recoil.

Jun Nitian laughed loudly, "Exhilarating! Exhilarating! If we don't enter the Sea of Trees, we'll become history today!"

Ding Chenyi's eyes shot out sharp light like arrows as he looked at his opponent and said in a deep voice, "The entire 'Ring Mountain Range' forest is vast and deep as the sea. How could you, alone, possibly overturn the course of fate?"

Jun Nitian's laughter revealed unparalleled confidence as he said, "Where my will leads, it can split the heavens and shatter the earth. What is a mere Sea of Trees?"

Ding Chenyi snorted coldly, his gaze turning profound: "Although you used an unexpected tactic, causing me to lose my composure for a moment, this kind of petty trick..." "Even so, it cannot change your inevitable fate of being defeated by me today."

Jun Nitian chuckled, "Judging from Brother Ding's words, you must have a trump card up your sleeve. I am happy to learn from you."

Ding Chenyi slowly spread his hands, fingers pointing upwards, and said in a deep voice, "After a hundred years of secluded cultivation within the Sea of Trees, I have comprehended a new realm that transcends the 'Heavenly Sword' and 'Absolute Blade' through the unity of intention and execution. I have named these the 'Sword of Life' and the 'Blade of Death.' Since their creation, you are the first person qualified to experience these divine sword and blade techniques."

Jun Nitian smiled and said, "Oh, then I truly must learn from you."

“Not just a lesson,” Ding Chenyi moved swiftly, appearing before Jun Nitian, “you will also be defeated by this unparalleled swordsmanship.”

“Finally willing to show your true skill? Come on!”

Jun Nitian unleashed a terrifying punch, his principle always being offense as defense. However, Ding Chenyi's movements were incredibly fast, not only dodging his punch but also flashing into an open space to strike Jun Nitian's waist with a finger.

A strange, unprecedented force spread from his middle finger, even the protective aura of “Hellwalking” couldn't withstand it. Instantly, half of Jun Nitian's body went numb, and then vine-like plants began to grow from his wound, wrapping and binding his body in reverse!

“What kind of power is this?!” Jun Nitian experienced a feeling of astonishment he had almost forgotten, his expression shifting in shock at this unprecedented power.

"And then there's something even more astonishing!" Ding Chenyi pressed his advantage, seizing the moment Jun Nitian's weakness to deliver a swift and deadly strike to the same spot!

"Ugh!" Jun Nitian coughed up blood, the unimaginable pain causing him to scream as the blade's energy entered his body. It was as if a sharp knife was scraping back and forth across his most sensitive nerves—a pain that even Jun Yanhuang, who had never cried out in pain during battle since birth, broke his rule and howled!

The deathly blade energy entering his body caused the part of Jun Nitian's body where the vine roots had grown to rapidly wither and die! This power, capable of both turning decay into magic and extinguishing all life, was truly terrifying!

In fact, the "Sword of Life" is Ding Chenyi's greatest secret in manipulating the "Unenterable Tree Sea" to create pathways. Years ago, his research into the path to ascension failed, but he unexpectedly benefited from combining with the vast earth energy of the entire tree sea, becoming its "soul" and "brain." With a thought, he could make any part of the tree sea flourish or wither at will. Further research revealed that the earth's spiritual energy could also be combined with his sword energy channels, creating the first sword energy in history capable of creating life from nothing!

The "Deathly Blade" was another innovation in his long, monotonous life. Because his body's meridians were transformed by the earth's spiritual energy, he became an immortal being, half-human and half-tree, but this also caused him to lose his nerve sensations, becoming a person without pain!

Although he had lost the sensation in his body, his heart still ached. Every time he thought of his lover, whom he could never see again, the pain in his heart could not be transmitted to his body. So Ding Chenyi turned to research and developed a unique "power of pain"—a special sword aura that could amplify the pain of the victim a hundredfold. Combined with the loneliness, bitterness, and helplessness accumulated from more than a hundred years of inhuman life, it was formed into the "Deathly Blade"!

Only when he used this sword aura to mutilate his body could he feel a trace of pain... a trace of comfort... and find a sense of being "human".

Both of these powers were divine skills never seen before in the martial arts world. If it weren't for his immortal cultivation life, Ding Chenyi could not have created this unprecedented and unparalleled power. Moreover, his own power, which exceeded two hundred years, was enough to dominate the world. Therefore, since he had reached the Great Perfection, Ding Chenyi had never used these two moves against his enemies. If today's opponent had not been Jun Nitian, the Demonic Sect Master who had broken through to the "Celestial Realm", these two powers would never have appeared in front of the public.

In terms of skill, Ding Chenyi's profound internal energy, exceeding 150 years, was unparalleled. However, before facing his 100-day deadline, Jun Nitian fully utilized the "Hellwalk" technique's ability to break through adversity in the face of death, finally comprehending the "Alaya Consciousness," a connection between heaven and man, enough to rival the "Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade." But once Ding Chenyi unleashed the unprecedented "Sword of Life" and "Blade of Death," he immediately gained an overwhelming advantage.

Both were exceptional masters, and both admired and respected each other. However, fate decreed that only one of these two peerless masters could survive.

Returning to Jun Nitian, facing Ding Chenyi's newly revealed divine sword and saber techniques, even with his abilities, he found it difficult to cope. He suffered internal injuries upon first clashing with the divine techniques and, for the first time in history, was forced to take a step back in battle.

However, with his incredibly sharp combat intelligence, he immediately used his "Alaya Consciousness" to analyze the type and characteristics of the power within his body, understanding the principles in the blink of an eye.

"Yama's" counterattack is about to begin!

At this moment, Ding Chenyi's sword fingers struck out one after another, each finger injecting life energy into Jun Nitian's body like scattering seeds. This caused the vines to spread and grow on Jun Nitian's body at an unimaginable speed, almost binding and surrounding him to the point of immobility. His power was also constantly draining away, and the situation was extremely unfavorable.

However, Jun Nitian's eyes were still full of unwavering confidence, his expression calm and composed. He secretly used "Hellwalk" to protect his vital energy, and was able to hold his ground even in the face of the powerful attack.

"The power of this 'Sword of Life' is quite novel, but unfortunately, to defeat me, this meager power is not enough. Show me another move!"

"Very well! Then I will grant your wish!"

Ding Chenyi's eyes shone brightly, and his sword energy crisscrossed in the air, weaving a huge net. Each sword energy contained the excruciating "Deathly Blade," pressing down directly on Jun Nitian, who was tightly bound by the vines.

"Well done!"

Jun Nitian didn't dodge or evade, but instead straightened his chest and faced the Deathly Fiend Blade Net head-on. This suicidal move surprised even Ding Chenyi. In the blink of an eye, the blade energy struck his chest, exploding with a muffled boom! But instead of dodging, Jun Nitian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his body emitted a large amount of black energy. The roots that had been relentlessly entwining him were instantly shattered.

Ding Chenyi exclaimed in surprise, "You...you actually used the power of my Deathly Fiend Blade to dissolve the living sword energy within you?!"

A trace of blood trickled from the corner of Jun Nitian's mouth, but his aura was stronger than before he was struck. He sneered, "That's right, the Sword of Life and the Blade of Death are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. I deliberately took this blow to neutralize the sword energy of life with the force of the blade. As for the accompanying pain, I sealed my senses with my 'Alaya Consciousness,' so even the greatest pain is like a gentle breeze. I've been waiting for this opportunity to let you try my unique, self-created technique!"

Possessing supreme wisdom, he remained calm even in the face of danger. Jun Nitian had been waiting for a chance to counterattack, and now that opportunity had arrived. The "King of Hell's" long-awaited counterattack was about to begin!

"Swallow the Heavens!"

Jun Nitian roared, his five fingers clenched into a fist, unleashing an unprecedentedly powerful and violent ball of energy. The speed and force were beyond the limits of what the naked eye could perceive. The attack slammed into Ding Chenyi's abdomen, and immediately after releasing the force, Jun Nitian swiftly withdrew his fist. In this advance and retreat, his unique fist energy gathered without dissipating, forming a ball of true energy between the two, causing the muscles in Ding Chenyi's punched area to vortex-like twist and turn. This "suction" of fist energy caused double the damage to the victim's internal organs—this was the essence of Jun Nitian's "Swallow the Heavens" technique!

Feeling the fist energy damaging him like a close-range tornado, even with his immortality and self-healing abilities, Ding Chenyi couldn't keep up with the destructive speed. He had no choice but to immediately address this urgent situation. He simultaneously thrust his sword and saber down, and under the impact of the two powerful forces, he forcefully broke through the "Swallow the Heavens" fist energy ball, using the force to retreat and widen the distance between them.

Jun Nitian didn't seize the opportunity to pursue, as he himself was also seriously injured and needed time to recover. That last exchange was truly a draw.

The two powerful figures faced off in the sea of fire, Ding Chenyi's divine sword skills and Jun Nitian's Devouring Heaven Fist evenly matched. Although both suffered significant internal injuries, a genuine smile appeared on their faces.

"The Devouring Heaven Fist is indeed powerful!" Ding Chenyi praised, "In over a hundred years, this is the first time someone has made me feel pain."

"Brother Ding's divine sword skills are truly exceptional," Jun Nitian laughed, "The combination of life force and the power of pain—this unprecedented and earth-shattering divine skill in the martial world—only Brother Ding could have conceived of it."

"But for us to defeat each other, we still lack a decisive, fatal blow," Ding Chenyi said.

Jun Nitian nodded and said, "That's right. Our protective qi has reached the strongest seventh-level Floating Diagram realm. Unless we suffer countless battles and deplete our strength, there is no reason for it to be broken so easily."

Ding Chenyi sighed, "It seems that in the end we can only fight with our own will and strength to see who falls first."

Jun Nitian smiled and said, "That's exactly what I wish for. I only hope that in the remaining days of my life, I can have a fair fight with Brother Ding."

Ding Chenyi said indifferently, "I will do as you wish and let you taste the feeling of defeat."

The smile on Jun Nitian's face vanished instantly, and his eyes were filled with a chilling killing intent that could terrify people: "Is that so...? Then Brother Ding, come and try!"

Chapter Nine Ultimate Zhenchan

Long Bufei's tall and straight body stood like a towering mountain. His handsome and young face had a solemnity as sacred and inviolable as a Buddha statue. In front of him was a huge stone Buddha, mottled all over, and it looked to be quite old. In the space between the man and the statue, time seemed to stand still.

The waning moon hung coldly in the distant sky, its desolate light spilling through the dense, gloomy bamboo forest, illuminating a scene that seemed to belong to another world.

"Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the profound Prajnaparamita, perceived that the five aggregates are all empty, and thus transcended all suffering and distress. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness are also like this. Shariputra, all dharmas are empty in nature, neither arising nor ceasing, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing; therefore, there is no form in emptiness..."

The chanting, like celestial Zen music, echoed through the bamboo grove, its origin unknown, yet it gave one a sense of peace and tranquility.

Long Bufei stood silently face-to-face with the Buddha statue, communicating heart-to-heart, feeling the essence of the Buddha's image—a feeling of "Buddha"—through a sense that could not be conveyed in words.

In this face-to-face meditation with the Buddha statue, Long Bufei felt a certain change in his mind, a mysterious and ineffable power guiding him step by step towards an unknown path, but what lay at the end of that path, he could not say at all.

Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes like vivid paintings.

Jun Nitian's arrogant figure dominating the "Duonao River"...

the chilling expression of the third-ranked warrior wielding the "Heavenly Will Blade" as he slashed at him... Xiao Shiqing

's captivating smile and frown...

Jun Tianjiao's heroic and spirited demeanor...

Fan Xindi's unparalleled elegance, embodying the unity of Zen and Tao...

All these scenes, seemingly chaotic yet interconnected, played out like a revolving lantern, their joys and sorrows, their partings and reunions, constantly shifting and alternating.

Most strangely, it was as if another self existed outside him, observing all these three thousand troubles, like another self gazing back at him.

After an unknown amount of time, his fragmented mind finally returned to unity, and Long Bufei reached the Buddhist state of "no attachment to birth, no fear of death, no seeking of Buddha, no terror of demons." In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, it felt as if he had experienced nine lifetimes of cultivation.

He laid down his butcher's knife and instantly became a Buddha.

Just as Long Bufei was undergoing a spiritual "enlightenment" and "contemplation," a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared in the atmosphere, disrupting the "tranquility" of his inner universe. At the moment his consciousness and body merged, the giant stone Buddha in front of him suddenly shattered into pieces with a "boom!"

"Ah!"

Long Bufei's body trembled, and he awoke from his spiritual state. He discovered that his surroundings had undergone astonishing changes. In addition to the stone Buddha, which had turned into a pile of dust, the bamboo forest seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, falling and breaking on the ground to form a Tai Chi shape!

Although the scene before him was too absurd and unbelievable, Long Bufei's rationality vaguely told him that all of this was closely related to his "spiritual immersion" just now.

"This...is this my power...?"

"Your talent is indeed extraordinary, enabling you to master the 'Tathagata Realm' mental technique of the 'Prajna Subduing Dragon Skill' in such a short time. That move just now was the 'Tathagata Realm's' secret technique—'Ultimate Shaking Zen'!"

A soft voice drifted into Long Bufei's ears like the wind. The newcomer was dressed in pure white, his every move carrying an indescribable sorrow. His white pupils were as cold as snow on a high mountain, as if the people and things of the world were irrelevant to him.

Long Bufei didn't need to turn around to know that the newcomer must be his unwillingly acknowledged "master"—Mo Zhi.

He said in a deep voice, "Ultimate Shaking Zen...?"

Mo Zhi said in his cold yet sorrowful tone, "The unity of mind and spirit is the ultimate; the Tathagata Seal, the Great Dao Shaking Zen...When you comprehend these four verses, it is equivalent to mastering the final chapter of the 'Prajna Subduing Dragon Skill,' the 'Void Realm' mental technique."

Long Bufei looked at his hands, still somewhat lost in the state of enlightenment he had just experienced. He asked疑惑地, "Just now, when I was practicing the 'Tathagata Realm' technique, many past events that I didn't want to recall came to mind. It turns out that those past events weren't forgotten, but rather I subconsciously avoided remembering them."

After speaking, he turned to look at Mo Zhi, a strange light flashing in his eyes: "Those past events that I didn't want to recall included you."

Mo Zhi sighed, "All these years have passed, and you still can't forgive me..."

Long Bufei said in a deep voice, "I will never forget those villagers struggling on the edge of life and death, those eyes that yearned for hope yet were filled with despair. If you had been willing to save them back then, they wouldn't have died."

Mo Zhi didn't reply. His silence made him seem like a white stone statue, yet he gave people a feeling of loneliness and sorrow.

Long Bufei suddenly became agitated, exclaiming, "Why? Why is it that your Six Paths Divine Power can heal anyone, yet you refuse to heal those seriously ill villagers from back then? What is the reason for this?!"

Long Bufei's agitation stemmed from a past he had once worshipped his master like a god, witnessing countless critically ill patients struggling on the brink of life and death being brought back to life under his master's care. Wherever they went, they were welcomed like saviors.

However, one day, while passing through a village called "Zhoujiaji," the people there were afflicted with an unknown and strange disease, with a mortality rate and contagious speed far exceeding anything Long Bufei had ever seen.

At the time, the young Long Bufei naively believed that his master could still cure the disease as before, but unexpectedly, Mo Zhi not only ignored the villagers' illness as if it were an epidemic, but even urged him to continue on his way as if avoiding a plague. The righteous Long Bufei, of course, refused, and Mo Zhi suddenly knocked him unconscious, forcibly taking him away from the area.

When Long Bufei awoke, he had a huge argument with Mo Zhi over the matter and stormed back to Zhoujiaji, only to find it burned to the ground, with every villager dead!

As his suspicions and unease reached their peak, Mo Zhi appeared before him, bluntly admitting that he had killed all the villagers, sparing neither women nor children!

The great healer he admired had become a ruthless killer. Long Bufei's anger and questions were equally unvented. Although he wanted revenge for the innocent villagers, his martial arts skills were worlds apart from Mo Zhi's; he was knocked to the ground in less than a single move.

However, Mo Zhi did not finish him off. He simply stated that he would abandon his medical career and live in seclusion in a place where he taught his martial arts. He told Long Bufei that if he ever needed or felt capable of seeking revenge, he could return at any time. With that, he vanished. And in all these years, the master and disciple have never seen each other again.

"I don't want to explain what happened back then. Now that you've mastered the 'Buddha Realm' technique and your martial arts have reached unprecedented heights, if you believe you have the ability to avenge the villagers who died tragically at my hands, you can attack me at any time." Mo Zhi's cold expression made it seem as if he were recounting something completely unrelated to himself.

Long Bufei stared at Mo Zhi, as if trying to imprint his image on his heart, and asked, "What exactly caused you to transform from a benevolent healer into a bloodthirsty killer?"

Mo Zhi replied calmly, "Perhaps I was always that kind of person, but you just never knew..."

Long Bufei gazed at Mo Zhi for what seemed like an eternity before speaking, "After this decisive battle against the third-ranked master, if I still survive, I will return to verify. And if you truly are that kind of person..."

Long Bufei didn't finish his sentence, turning away indifferently and striding away from the bamboo forest. Watching his beloved disciple's departing figure, Mo Zhi's pure white eyes seemed to take on a desolate hue.

Even between teachers and students who have grown up together and share a bond stronger than father and son, an irreconcilable misunderstanding can widen the rift between them, ultimately leading to an irreparable breakdown. Is it really that difficult for people to get along?

Mo Zhi's sorrow seemed destined to last forever, but alas, life is often unpredictable, and unexpected events always arrive when you least expect them.

"Help! Help! Nothing is more urgent than saving a life! Bai Wuhei, if you stand by and watch someone die, you're worse than an animal!"

The shouts didn't shake Mo Zhi's calm composure, but the mention of "Bai Wuhei" made it impossible for him to ignore it. There could only be one person in the world who would call him that: Yun Fuyue, one of the Six Paths Shikigami, the "Human Path" and known for his "Man's Calculation Overcomes Heaven"!

A young man appeared before him, carrying an injured woman. Mo Zhi had never met this young man before, yet he recognized him instantly, for his appearance was exactly as Huang Quan had described him. Mo Zhi also knew why the young man could call out this name—a name only Yun Fuyue could utter—because he was Yun Fuyue's only remaining heir, the one who might be the reincarnation of the Holy Emperor—Jun Tianxie!

Upon seeing Mo Zhi, Jun Tianxie was overjoyed and exclaimed, "White hair, white eyes, white clothes, Senior must be Mo Zhi! A disciple of an old friend has a favor to ask of you. Please forgive my rudeness just now!"

The ability to bend and stretch was a virtue Jun Tianxie was always proud of. What did it matter if he had to kneel before others as long as he could achieve his goal? If the person he was asking failed in their mission, he could settle accounts later.

Mo Zhi looked at Jun Tianxie kneeling before him and asked calmly, "Are you Yun Fuyue's disciple?"

Jun Tianxie respectfully placed Wugou on the ground and looked up, replying, "Indeed, it was my master's dying wish. If I were to encounter any serious injuries that could not be healed, I could come to you, Senior Mo. Just recite those words aloud once, and you would surely grant my assistance."

After hearing this, Mo Zhi remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he cursed the deceased's ancestors ten times over.

"What a cunning cloud-covered moon! Even in death, he still stirs up trouble!"

Mo Zhi couldn't help but regret whether the sadness and regret he showed when he heard the news of his "friend's" death from Rakshasa was worth it.

But regret aside, just for the sake of the name "Bai Wu Hei," Mo Zhi had no reason to refuse Jun Tianxie's request.

—The only person in this world who could give me a nickname was you... and you, my only friend, didn't even get to see me one last time. Now your successor is in trouble and has come to me for help, and he may be a key to the Holy Emperor's resurrection. Is this a predetermined fate...?

Jun Tianxie looked at Mo Zhi, who remained silent for a long time, his heart pounding with anxiety. Seeing Wu Gou's aura growing weaker and weaker, he couldn't help but doubt the effectiveness of his long journey.

"Master Yun said this white-haired, white-eyed strange man has the power to bring the dead back to life. Is that true or false? Could Master Yun have foreseen that he would die at my hands and deliberately arranged this to trap me?"

Jun Tianxie was wondering to himself when Mo Zhi's voice, which never betrayed any emotion, said, "Alright! I agree. Keep her here!"

Jun Tianxie was momentarily stunned. "Keep who here?"

Mo Zhi said, "This woman's injuries are too severe. Even with my Six Paths Divine Power to accelerate her recovery, plus the aid of the 'Frosty Jade Bed,' it will take at least a month for her to fully recover. You can come and collect her then!"

Since the other party was Yun Fuyue's disciple, Mo Zhi didn't hide his possession of the Six Paths Divine Power.

Jun Tianxie was taken aback. "A month? Is it that long?"

At the same time, he secretly wondered if this white-haired strange man was lusting after Wu Gou and wanted to use this month to train her into his own possession.

Mo Zhi coldly said, "If you can't wait that long, you can arrange her funeral now."

Jun Tianxie hurriedly replied, "Wait! Of course I can wait! What's a month if I can save this woman's life?"

Knowing he had no trump card, Jun Tianxie understood he had no leverage to bargain and could only be submissive for now. However, being constantly beaten wasn't his style; he would definitely get his revenge with interest when the opportunity arose.

"That's good. Leave her here; you can go."

"Uh… so soon? Senior, are you sure you don't need me to stay and help?"

Although it was expected, the thought of entrusting his woman to a stranger he had only met today still made Jun Tianxie hesitate.

Mo Zhi impatiently said, "Yun Fuyue's disciple, why so much fuss? Don't you have anything more important to do?"

Reminded by Mo Zhi, Jun Tianxie suddenly realized that there were less than fifteen days left until his appointment with Fan Xindi and the third-ranked Life and Death Peak in the world!

If he wanted to rush over to watch the battle (watching was secondary; the main purpose was to test Fan Xindi's "Thirty-Six Winds to Dispel Troubles Sword"), he would have to travel day and night to make it in time.

There was something even more important: the old man's hundred-day deadline, according to his calculations, only had about thirty days left! Of course, this was the maximum timeframe calculated assuming the martial arts fanatic didn't use "Fan Annihilation Breath."

Jun Tianxie almost forgot to wipe the cold sweat dripping into his eyes. Just for this woman who shared the same temperament as his mother, how much precious time had he wasted! Was he bewitched?

Jun Tianxie lowered his head, concealing the true meaning of his expression, returning to his cunning and calculating "Evil Star" persona.

"Senior is right, I will depart now."

Mo Zhi nodded and said, "Go! Don't worry about anything else. When you return in a month, you will naturally see her whole and unharmed."

Jun Tianxie laughed and said, "Life and death are predestined. Senior only needs to do your best. I dare not force anything further."

Hearing this, Mo Zhi showed Jun Tianxie a look of genuine concern for the first time, and said in a calm tone, "I hope you will keep your word. I'm tired. If you have nothing else, go now!"

"Yes, but..." Jun Tianxie clasped his hands in farewell, but left behind a sharp retort: "Master Yun once told me that if I truly do not wish to inherit the Holy Emperor's reincarnation, Senior Mo might be the only one among the five shikigami who can help me. I wonder what Senior thinks of my late master's last words?" Mo

Zhi was startled upon hearing this, and his gaze towards Jun Tianxie suddenly became much stern: "Your master must have been delirious before his death to utter such treasonous words to you... I'll let you off this time out of consideration for our past relationship, but in the future, don't even think about saying such things in front of me!"

Although he was severely reprimanded, Jun Tianxie's face seemed to show an expression of satisfaction.

"This junior understands... Thank you for your teachings, Senior. This junior takes his leave..." Jun Tianxie bowed and stepped out of Mo Zhi's sight.

However, this only made the melancholy in the latter's eyes even more profound, and his weathered self-talk floated in the thin air.

"Is so-called destiny really something inescapable... My dear friend! You who left us all before us, perhaps you are the happiest person..."

The heavy words seemed to be drawn into the deep, dark river at the bottom of his white eyes.

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