Immortal Soaring Blade

Although Zhao Jiuge had released his Sanskrit Divine Body at full force when he rushed toward Wang Changrui, he could still feel a sense of oppression.

Even if Wang Changrui just stood there, the aura he released was naturally enough to oppress Zhao Jiuge.

There was a two-realm gap between the Soul Formation Realm and the Spirit Core Realm. No matter how overbearing the Sanskrit Divine Body was, it couldn’t make up for this gap.

The closer he got to Wang Changrui, the slower he became. He could see the golden light around him shrink due to the pressure.

Zhao Jiuge stopped three steps away from Wang Changrui and coldly observed the Pavilion Master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion.

Wang Changrui looked at Zhao Jiuge with disdain. His eyes were filled with provocation and he said in a hoarse voice, “Why are you here? With just your Spirit Core Realm cultivation, you dare to play the hero and try to slaughter my Blood Fiend Pavilion? It looks like you aren’t taking my Blood Fiend Pavilion seriously.”

The disdain and contempt, along with his harsh words, hit Zhao Jiuge’s self-esteem hard. The unpleasant feeling he had from Ling Bo Re’s earlier words had completely erupted.

He didn’t rebut, he didn’t roar, and he didn’t lose his sanity. Zhao Jiuge’s eyes became cold and he prepared himself to attack. He was like a wild beast that found its prey and was ready to launch a fatal blow. The golden light around him shined brightly in an attempt to resist the pressure from Wang Changrui.

“I’m too lazy to kill trash like you.” Wang Changrui looked at the angry Zhao Jiuge and continued to taunt him. He enjoyed playing with people’s emotions like this. He especially liked causing others fear and terror before killing them. This gave him an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

While Wang Changrui was speaking, Zhao Jiuge moved like crazy and completely ignored the terrifying aura before him. He raised his golden hands and tried to smash into Wang Changrui’s body.

“You don’t know your own strength!” Wang Changrui gently waved his hand and a blood-colored light spread out from his body.

The blood-colored spirit force knocked Zhao Jiuge back. He let out a muffled groan and his face became pale. However, with the golden light covering his body, it wasn’t noticeable. This collision caused the golden light around his body to weaken greatly.

He endured the physical pain and took a deep breath before he surged his spirit force once more. He rushed toward Wang Changrui once more.

Wang Changrui was a bit shocked. He didn’t expect Zhao Jiuge to withstand that blow. It was his turn to be surprised while he watched Zhao Jiuge rush toward him like crazy. His gaze gradually became cold and filled with killing intent. He had lost his patience with a clown like this.

When Zhao Jiuge closed in, a mass of blood mist surrounded him. The moment the blood mist touched the golden light around Zhao Jiuge, the golden light immediately dimmed.

A soft hiss echoed and the golden light was eroded by the blood mist, leaving the Sanskrit Divine Body in tatters. There were many holes on the layer of golden light around Zhao Jiuge.

“Ahahahaha...”

Zhao Jiuge could no longer bear the pain on his body and he let out a roar filled with madness and pain.

Zhao Jiuge didn’t care about the pain on his body and waved his bright golden palms toward Wang Changrui’s chest.

Wang Changrui didn’t expect a mere Spirit Core Realm cultivator could resist two of his attacks and allowed Zhao Jiuge’s desperate attack to land on his chest.

Wang Changrui retreated one step. Although he had been hit by Zhao Jiuge, he didn’t suffer any substantial damage. He looked at the golden light around Zhao Jiuge in confusion and seemed to realize how extraordinary it was.

In contrast, Zhao Jiuge’s aura had weakened greatly and he was in a miserable state. He had used a lot of spirit force in the canyon and had just been hit twice by a Soul Formation Realm cultivator, so he was at his limit.

What was strange was that the areas on the golden light around his body that were corroded by the blood mist didn’t recover. There were now two colors of light around Zhao Jiuge, and the layer of golden light around his body was filled with holes.

The hit had landed on Wang Changrui’s chest. Although it hadn’t caused any substantial damage to Wang Changrui, Zhao Jiuge was not going to let his chance go. At this moment, he gave up all his defenses and ignored the consequences of this actions. He let out a roar and wanted to use the power of his two palms to tie down Wang Changrui so his three companions could use this opening.

However, Wang Changrui was angry from embarrassment now—how could he give Zhao Jiuge a second chance? He stared at Zhao Jiuge fiercely and flicked his dried-up fingers. A ray of red light shot out toward Zhao Jiuge’s abdomen. He wanted to kill Zhao Jiuge by shattering his spirit core.

This scene shocked everyone behind Zhao Jiuge. In particular, Song Rujing’s eyes turned somewhat red. Her heart was already aching when she saw how desperate Zhao Jiuge was, and now she disliked Ling Bo Re even more.

“Quickly, attack. Is this fun to watch?!” Song Rujing’s hysterical roar awakened Song Yuansheng and Ling Bo Re.

Zhao Jiuge wanted to use the power of his Sanskrit Divine Body to tie down Wang Changrui so the three of them could have a better chance to deal with him. At this moment, all three of them moved, and none of them held back. They were dealing with an evil cultivator at the Soul Formation Realm and Zhao Jiuge was in danger—they couldn’t afford to hold back anymore.

The ray of red light from Wang Changrui shot toward Zhao Jiuge’s abdomen. Zhao Jiuge felt a chill like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. However, the ray of blood-colored light that made him feel this sense of danger had already arrived before him, and he knew his Sanskrit Divine Body could not resist it. He wanted to react, but it was all in vain—he didn’t have time to think at all. This was an attack from a Soul Formation Realm cultivator!

A thunderous bang echoed and Zhao Jiuge’s body smashed into the edge of the blood pool, creating a crater.

When that ray of blood-colored light flew toward Zhao Jiuge’s abdomen, the golden light around his body instantly shattered, unable to withstand such a violent attack. This made Zhao Jiuge’s situation even worse because before the attack landed on his body, he suffered the backlash and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, a purple and blue electric light wrapped around Zhao Jiuge’s body. At this critical moment, the Purple Ji Chaotic Thunder Armor came into play.

The ray of blood-colored light landed on this light and then disappeared. However, in order to resist this blow, the armor had drained almost all of Zhao Jiuge’s spirit force. That was why after falling to the ground, he twitched a few times before he stopped moving. His face was pale and his aura withered greatly.

The three of them that were about to make their move paused for a moment but soon recovered. Ling Bo Re looked at Zhao Jiuge, who was lying on the ground, status unknown, and her cold gaze finally changed.

Song Yuansheng’s expression was equally ugly, and his gaze toward Wang Changrui was filled with cruel intent.

Perhaps because Song Rujing was the youngest, her eyes turned red after seeing Zhao Jiuge only twitch a few times before becoming motionless. Her voice was sharp as she shouted, “I’m going to kill you!”

The little girl was kind-hearted. The first time she left the sect, she met Zhao Jiuge at the Ten Thousand Dao Sect. Although Zhao Jiuge was a bit weak, he was the first friend she had made beside her brother. Now that he was beaten into this state by this evil cultivator, how could she not be angry?

However, whether it was the Song Siblings, Ling Bo Re, or Wang Changrui, no one noticed that when Zhao Jiuge was struck down, aside from the purple-blue light from his Purple Ji Chaotic Thunder Armor, there was also a black glow around his body. However, this black glow was not strong, and because of its color, no one noticed it in this dark cave.

Taking a closer look the thing that had released that black, gloomy light, it was the Pi Xu Jade Token on Zhao Jiuge’s waist. Ever since Zhao Jiuge started carrying this jade, there had never been any reaction from it, and Zhao Jiuge had always treated this ordinary accessory as a memento from his grandpa. What Zhao Jiuge didn’t know was that it had been absorbing spirit force from him every time he cultivated. When it sensed that Zhao Jiuge was in danger, it spewed out black light to protect Zhao Jiuge. However, when it detected the armor around Zhao Jiuge, it withdrew the black light it had released.

Wang Changrui was too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Jiuge anymore. Even if Zhao Jiuge wasn’t dead, he was not far from death. In addition, he wasn’t going to let any of these four people leave alive. They had killed all of his subordinates, which left him furious. Unless he killed them and drained their blood essence, he wouldn’t be able to calm his anger. He didn’t care what their identities were; once he escaped back to the Hundred Thousand Mountain Barbarian Forest, who could find him?