novelapdf Chapter 180 Casually Slaying a Nascent Soul
Chapter 180 Casually Slaying a Nascent Soul
Chapter 181 Casually Slaying a Nascent Soul
Elder Jia, observing the tense atmosphere below, couldn't help but ask, "Won't a fight break out here?"
Jin Kui didn't even think about it; he just blurted it out, his voice carrying a knowing understanding that saw through the essence of things.
"An early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator versus a late-stage cultivator? A life-or-death struggle? Not at all. The difference is stark, a chasm spanning two major realms. It's not a 'fight,' it's pure brute force crushing."
A mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would have an overwhelming advantage over an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
It is impossible to contend with without the combined efforts of four or five fellow cultivators.
Even so, the former, with the all-around advantages brought by its realm, whether it be speed, divine sense, magical treasure power or endurance, is enough to find an opening in the entanglement and break the deadlock, defeating them one by one.
Not to mention the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Don't think that "Grand Cultivator" is just a title. When the Nascent Soul stage is not in the game, such a person is at the very pinnacle.
After hearing this, Elder Jia simply stopped transmitting his voice and sighed, "I really don't know what kind of extraordinary sect could produce a figure like Mr. Lu. If the Grand Elder hadn't mentioned it beforehand, those old guys in the Elder Hall would have thought that they were just ignorant and that there was some unknown inside story."
This time, Jin Kui used telepathy to speak, "Perhaps in our lifetimes, there is a slight possibility that we may witness the birth of a Nascent Soul cultivator."
Elder Jia's expression remained largely unchanged upon hearing this. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "If that time truly comes, and the other party harbors ulterior motives and develops other ideas, how will the Star Palace conduct itself? What will we say to the Twin Saints?"
Jin Kui waved his hand dismissively, "Well—only God knows."
The Yin Ancestor could no longer remain indifferent and ignore him. He slowly stood up and looked at Lu Jianghe.
"This junior has never offended you, senior. Besides, the cultivation world is a dog-eat-dog world; people will stop at nothing to seek immortality and seize opportunities. In the entire Chaotic Star Sea, am I the only demonic cultivator? The Three Yang Old Demon uses his furnace to replenish his primordial yin, and the actions of the Six Paths Supreme Saint are beyond the reach of most! This junior has merely done some things that Nascent Soul cultivators often do, so why are you always targeting me?!"
At first, Ji Yin's voice was relatively calm, attempting to reason and argue, but as she spoke, her pent-up fear and resentment burst forth like a flood, and her emotions became increasingly agitated.
He waved his hands uncontrollably, pointing to the sky and the ground, as if he wanted to pour out all the injustices of this world.
Upon hearing this, Zi Ling was even more enraged, and the blood feud and resentment that had been building up in her heart for many years were instantly ignited.
Her slender fingers pointed straight to the extreme yin, her voice trembling slightly with excitement, yet each word was clear, like the chisel of ice.
"A demonic cultivator? Can you really absolve yourself of your sins of treating human life like dirt with a mere slap on the wrist?! During the Kui Xing Island incident, for your own selfish gain, you brazenly destroyed the great formation, unleashing demonic beasts to wreak havoc. How many islands and homes were instantly reduced to ashes? How many ordinary people were displaced and devoured by beasts? How many low-level cultivators perished, their paths to enlightenment severed? Can you really absolve yourself of these heinous crimes with a simple 'the common practices of the demonic path'?!"
Without mentioning the blood feud of his own parents, the sheer scale of the devastation caused by the Kui Xing Island incident and the far-reaching consequences of the turmoil in the inner sea is enough to leave Ji Yin speechless.
The Old Ancestor of Extreme Yin let out a strange cry and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Young man of the Wonderful Sound Sect, do you really think I want to do this? The person behind this is the Six Paths Old Demon, and Extreme Yin Island is just the one that has been pushed to the forefront."
If you would spare my life, I would gladly offer up the entire Yin Island. What do you say? I would gladly serve you as a slave!
"I also possess the Twelve Heavenly Corpse Fire Divine Power, and I will reveal that as well. Furthermore, I have all the secret techniques of the Extreme Yin Island lineage; I can offer them all, just asking—just asking that you spare my life! How about it?!"
Elder Jia shook his head slightly as he watched this scene, his tone tinged with complexity, "It's truly lamentable that the once mighty Lord of Extreme Yin Island, the Old Demon of Extreme Yin, has fallen to such a state."
Jin Kui, on the contrary, remained quite calm and said, "The world is vast, but living is the most important thing. It's human nature to be afraid of death, and that's understandable."
Elder Jia sighed, "Even though one has reached the Nascent Soul stage and one's heart is hard as iron, it is still somewhat disheartening to witness a lineage about to be cut off. When Jiyin Island was formerly known as Xuanyin Island, it was once a renowned giant in the Chaotic Star Sea."
Jin Kui chuckled softly, "Is it timing? Or fate? In the end, the cultivation world is still a dog-eat-dog world where the strong are respected."
Lu Jianghe spoke calmly, as if stating a trivial matter, "Once a move is made, there's no going back. You have to accept the consequences. I will give you the chance to be reincarnated."
Terrification exploded in Ji Yin's eyes, his pupils trembled wildly, and his last shred of hope was completely shattered.
Ji Yin let out a roar like a trapped beast, no longer hesitating, and his internal magical power burned recklessly.
His body transformed into a condensed, ghastly green beam of light, shooting desperately toward the shimmering teleportation array.
Even if we only manage to escape to the outer hall temporarily, there is still a glimmer of hope!
In the instant his figure shot up, Ji Yin made a desperate gamble, releasing a ball of emerald green flame that radiated terrifying heat and a sinister aura.
The flames were not aimed at Lu Jianghe, but rather at Zi Ling, who was standing right next to him.
As soon as the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire appeared, the air in the entire waterside pavilion suddenly twisted and boiled.
However, Lu Jianghe did not draw his sword.
A clear, glass-like sword light suddenly shone, drawing an arc that cleaved the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire in two, turning it into two scattered, emerald-green flames that were annihilated before even triggering an explosion.
At this moment, Ji Yin had just touched the edge of the teleportation array, and one foot had even stepped into the dim light. The fluctuations of the teleportation had just begun to ripple.
"puff!"
The sword light slashed with unparalleled precision!
The mangled body of Ji Yinqianchong stiffened abruptly, like a puppet with its strings cut.
A piercing scream, so shrill it seemed inhuman, erupted from the mangled body.
A green nascent soul, barely an inch tall, with a face identical to that of Ji Yin, yet filled with endless fear, hastily emerged from the crown of the head, carrying its life essence, and was about to use the unique teleportation ability of a nascent soul to escape.
The sword light then burst forth.
The sword light, initially singular, evolves in an instant, from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred.
Layer upon layer, densely packed, instantly severing the Extreme Yin Nascent Soul Sword.
Lu Jianghe took a step forward and appeared in front of the teleportation array. He casually waved his sleeve and scattered the remaining soul.
Zi Ling stared blankly, tears silently streaming down her face—the relief of having avenged her great grudge.
Elder Jia witnessed all of this, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Seeing is believing, and hearing is not as good as witnessing.
The Yin Demon King, who was quite famous among early Nascent Soul cultivators, actually fell with a single sword strike.
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