novelapdf Chapter 278 Annihilation and Confiscation of Property
Chapter 278 Annihilation and Confiscation of Property
The best way to deal with a ruthless person is to be even more ruthless than them!
Even more reckless!
Jiang Mu's reckless act clearly caught Prince Sheng off guard.
"That madman!"
As the crimson "Sacrifice" character on Jiang Mu's chest shone through his body, Prince Sheng cursed angrily.
He decisively withdrew the black hand that was pressing on Jiang Mu's chest.
His body retreated rapidly backward.
At the same time, the colossal hand that blotted out the sky slammed down with the force of wind and thunder.
"boom"
The five fingers are like five black mountains that split the sky.
Each knuckle carries enough force to crush a mountain.
However, in the next instant...
A bright red spot suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand, like a red-hot steel needle piercing through leather.
Then a crimson sword beam burst forth from his palm.
A reverse cut from bottom to top.
The colossal hand, capable of blotting out the sky, began to crack inch by inch from its palm, black liquid splattering out. The cracks climbed up its arm and spine, instantly spreading throughout its entire towering body. With a muffled explosion, Prince Sheng's massive body disintegrated.
Black fluff poured down like a torrential rain.
"Jiang Mu!!"
Prince Sheng's angry voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
The next moment, the surrounding darkness faded, and the sky returned to its clear state.
The illusion has been shattered.
Dozens of feet away from the deep pit, a ball of black liquid that had fallen from mid-air twisted and wriggled.
He transformed back into the dark, short, and ugly child form of Prince Sheng.
He lay sprawled on the ground, panting heavily.
Black liquid dripped from his body like pus, and he was very weak.
"Little beast!"
Prince Sheng stared intently at the dust-filled crater not far away, gritting his teeth, "He'd rather self-destruct than ruin my plans... He caused severe damage to my very soul, cough cough!"
He coughed up black blood while trying to comfort himself.
Although it took a lot of effort to set up this top-level illusion and his soul was damaged, no matter what, Jiang Mu, that monstrous talent, is finally dead.
Being able to get rid of this guy who will inevitably become a major threat in the future is not a bad deal.
However, he was stunned the next moment.
As the dust and smoke gradually dissipated, a figure swayed as he stood up at the edge of the pit.
It was Jiang Mu!
Prince Sheng was stunned, his head buzzing.
No, this kid just used a forbidden technique that was almost mutually destructive, and he self-destructed.
Even if he miraculously survived with a complete corpse, the star positions within his body should have disappeared.
But the result?
Aside from his tattered clothes, the aura of a seventh-realm venerable being remained as deep and profound as an abyss.
What exactly happened?
"Pooh!"
Jiang Mu tilted her head and spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, coldly staring at Prince Sheng lying on the ground, a mocking expression on her face:
"Old monster, you were really showing off just now. I almost fell for your tricks."
"Now, shouldn't it be my turn?"
Before the words were even finished!
Jiang Mu transformed into a streak of crimson lightning, brandishing her blade and charging straight at Prince Sheng.
Prince Sheng then seemed to wake up from his dream.
run!
Without any hesitation, he turned and fled towards the gate of the Divine Sword Sect.
He is currently suffering severe damage to his soul and greatly diminished strength. If he were to force a fight again, he might really die here today.
Moreover, Jiang Mu really scared him.
This kid can't be measured by common sense at all; he's even more of a monster than that old devil.
"Trying to run away?"
Jiang Mu snorted coldly and activated [Teleportation]!
A ripple spread through the space, and Jiang Mu's figure flashed like lightning, blocking Prince Sheng's escape route.
"Get out of here!"
Seeing that his path was blocked, Prince Sheng let out a hoarse roar.
His short body suddenly stretched and expanded as he ran.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a ferocious black dragon over ten zhang long, its entire body covered in black, slimy scales.
The black dragon's crimson vertical pupils stared coldly at Jiang Mu, and it opened its blood-red maw, spewing dragon breath, and lunged at Jiang Mu.
The "Mysterious Gang True Explanation" was circulating within Jiang Mu's body.
A layer of pale golden aura immediately covered his entire body.
"Bang!"
The black dragon bit into the protective aura shield.
The fangs shattered, and black blood splattered everywhere.
Prince Sheng let out a miserable cry as the dragon's head was jolted high into the air, and its massive body momentarily lost its balance.
Jiang Mu had been waiting for this moment.
He stomped his left foot.
A strange shadow, identical in form to Jiang Mu and wielding a black knife, emerged from the shadows behind the black dragon.
The shadow demon leaped up and swung its blade at the black dragon's vital spot.
With Jiang Mu's true form in front and the demonic shadow blocking from behind, they formed a pincer attack.
"roar"
The black dragon let out a roar.
With a flick of its massive tail, a black shockwave rippled out from its body.
They attempted to force Jiang Mu and Mo Ying to retreat simultaneously.
"break!"
Jiang Mu gripped the blood-red blade tightly with both hands, and the blade shone with a brilliant red light.
A blood-red blade of energy, several meters long, tore through the black shockwave.
At the same time, the shadow demon behind also plunged a slash into the black dragon's spine!
"Awooo!"
The black dragon let out a mournful howl, its massive body convulsing in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground, sending dust billowing into the sky.
The smoke and dust cleared.
The black dragon could no longer maintain its form and rapidly shrank.
He transformed back into a short, ugly, dark little man.
He struggled to his feet, glared at Jiang Mu with resentment, gritted his teeth, and suddenly turned into a pool of viscous black liquid, attempting to seep into the ground and escape through earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic or magic).
Jiang Mu sneered, flipped his left hand, and the [Bronze Buddha Lamp] appeared in his palm.
His wrist tilted.
A drop of dark golden lamp oil fell onto the ground where Prince Sheng had seeped in.
"boom!"
The Buddha's fire ignited upon touching the ground, instantly creating a golden sea of fire within a radius of ten feet.
The soil on the ground crystallized instantly under the scorching heat of the Buddhist fire.
This completely blocked the opponent's earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique used in Chinese magic) route.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mu brought his right hand together with his sword fingers and slashed downwards:
"Go to the River of Oblivion!"
A beam of silver light shot out like a dragon and disappeared into the ground.
In less than half a breath, a scream rang out.
Prince Sheng's short body was pierced through the abdomen by the Wangchuan Flying Sword. Like a dead fish skewered by a harpoon, he was thrown out of the ground and crashed to the ground.
He clutched his abdomen in agony, the black blood gushing from it, staring hatefully at Jiang Mu, who was slowly approaching with a knife in hand. His eyes were filled with resentment and regret. He had been careless.
That was incredibly careless!
I shouldn't have been so greedy for Jiang Mu's body in the first place, and recklessly tried to play that illusion possession game.
This resulted in him losing more than he gained, and his spirit was severely damaged.
If we had gone all out from the start, even if it meant suffering a great loss of energy, we could have definitely killed this kid!
"I thought he was a living deity of the thirteenth realm..."
Jiang Mu walked up to him, looking down at him with a condescending gaze. She patted his cheek with the back of her knife and sneered, "So, after all this time, you're just an eighth-level demonic cultivator."
Although he spoke sarcastically, Jiang Mu was still somewhat intimidated.
Although this old monster was only at the eighth level, his strange methods and profound knowledge were quite intimidating.
Moreover, the fact that he could treat He Shan'er, the matriarch of the Divine Sword Sect who was also at the eighth realm, like a dog to enslave and command her demonstrates just how terrifying he was.
"Cough cough... Jiang Mu, Jiang Mu..."
Prince Sheng coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood, a sinister smile creeping across his pained face.
"Why are you so stubborn? Every promise I made to you came from the bottom of my heart. If you simply nod, half of this world will be yours. Why won't you believe me?"
Jiang Mu looked at him coldly, as if he were an idiot:
"What you think you can give me, I, Jiang Mu, can take with this knife myself. Who do you think you are, to presume to offer me empty promises?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous glint flashed in Jiang Mu's eyes.
He slashed down with a single stroke.
Prince Sheng's ugly head rolled off his neck, rolled twice on the ground, and came to rest in the pile of rubble.
The headless corpse twitched twice, then fell completely still.
Jiang Mu exhaled a breath of stale air, and her tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
We finally managed to take care of the monster.
However, the next moment, the head that had rolled onto the pile of rubble once again emitted the venomous voice of Prince Sheng:
"Jiang Mu! Even if I die today, I will drag you down with me!"
In an instant.
Black smoke billowed from the severed neck of the headless corpse.
"This old bastard has a second transformation?"
Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat. She pushed off with her feet and slid back several feet.
When Jiang Mu looked up again, she was stunned.
As the black smoke dissipated, a colossal black Buddha statue, three zhang tall, appeared where the corpse had been. The statue was enveloped in a chilling black aura.
Even more bizarrely, its face was constantly changing and distorting.
Sometimes his face was filled with greed, sometimes his eyes were wide with anger, and sometimes he showed languor and lust...
This is the embodiment of the Seven Deadly Sins!
"He's become a Buddha?!" Jiang Mu exclaimed in astonishment.
"Amitabha."
The black Buddha statue has eyes as black as an abyss, and its hands are clasped together in front of its chest. The sound is like the striking of an ancient bell, a deep, resonant hum.
"The sea of desire is boundless; the other shore is this shore."
"My benefactor, the gates of hell are now open, and we are short one person. Why not come with me into the Avici Hell, transform into flames of suffering, and enjoy eternal bliss?"
"Please, benefactor."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black Buddha statue suddenly extended a huge black hand.
Black Buddha extended a palm.
A dark vortex suddenly opened in his palm.
The depths of the vortex seemed to lead to an endless hell, swallowing all light; even sunlight was pulled in and disappeared.
Jiang Mu felt an irresistible, immense suction force enveloping him from all directions.
The rubble, broken wood, and even the soil underfoot were all swept up.
Jiang Mu was shocked and plunged the Blood Mad Blade into the ground, gripping the hilt tightly with both hands in an attempt to steady himself.
However, the suction force was too fierce.
The blade drew a long trail of blinding sparks from the rock, yet it still couldn't stop its retreating momentum.
Jiang Mu's body continued to slide towards the Buddha's Hand, little by little.
Clothes began to tear inch by inch, and skin was torn and sucked, leaving bloody marks. Blood beads were swept away as soon as they seeped out.
Pain came from every part of my body at the same time.
He tried to break free by teleporting, but the space was completely locked by the vortex.
"Damn it, how many more tricks does this old monster have up his sleeve? Is this never going to end?!"
Jiang Mu attempted to use [Teleportation] to escape.
However, the surrounding space had already been twisted and shattered by the powerful suction.
The laws of space have completely failed.
Even more deadly is...
As the black Buddhist light emanating from the Buddha statue continued to spread outwards, an immense pressure of faith pressed down on Jiang Mu's soul.
His consciousness began to blur.
The hands gripping the knife gradually lost strength, and the fingers snapped one by one.
Just as Jiang Mu was about to let go, he suddenly felt a slight warmth in his chest.
A bead the size of a longan slowly floated out from his chest.
It was suspended in mid-air.
It was that [relic without Buddha]!
Jiang Mu was taken aback.
This relic was a fortuitous gift he had been given to him by the remnant souls of monks who had become spirits from the secret realm of Changsheng Temple.
I never expected it to appear at this moment.
"A true Buddha!?"
A look of terror suddenly appeared on Black Buddha's face, which had been undergoing a series of changes.
Unexpectedly, the counterfeit met the genuine article.
The relic suddenly shone brightly, like a rising sun.
Ten thousand golden rays pierced the darkness.
Amidst endless chanting and Buddhist hymns, the illusory image of a giant, golden Buddha slowly rises from the light.
The giant golden Buddha has a solemn and dignified appearance, and is compassionate towards all beings.
With one hand forming the Fearless Mudra and pressing it towards the void, Chi formed the Wish-Granting Mudra and lowered it towards the earth.
The Buddha slightly opened his mouth,
He exhaled a dazzling "己" (self) character seal.
"boom!!"
The golden character "礼" (li, meaning propriety) crashed down like a giant mountain, carrying the supreme Buddhist power to purify all evil in the world, and struck the black Buddha statue. There was no room for resistance whatsoever.
Under the crushing force of this pure Buddhist power, the black Buddha statue cracked open with countless dazzling golden fissures.
"Bu Yi! Jiang Mu! You deserve to die!!!"
With Prince Sheng's unwilling scream, the black Buddha statue exploded into a cloud of black ash flying everywhere.
The headless corpse and the head that rolled on the ground also ignited into a raging golden karmic fire under the golden light.
In just a few breaths, it was completely burned into nothingness.
Not even a trace of ash remained.
Peace returned to the world.
The phantom of the giant golden Buddha slowly dissipated.
The light from the [Buddha Relic] subsided and drifted back to Jiang Mu's chest.
Jiang Mu knelt on one knee, his hands gripping the Blood Mad Blade, panting heavily.
At this moment, his clothes were tattered and his skin was covered with dense, bloody cracks.
He looked like a blood-soaked figure just pulled from a pool of blood, utterly miserable.
He touched his chest and muttered to himself:
"A real Buddha? Hah... I never thought that this thing that was forcibly stuffed into my body in the secret realm would actually save my life today."
Those monks who supposedly possessed sweet potatoes weren't lying to me after all.
Jiang Mu endured the excruciating pain and sat down cross-legged.
He circulated the star power and demonic energy within his body, and only after his injuries had slightly recovered under the powerful self-healing ability and stopped bleeding did he stand up, leaning on his sword.
Looking at the ruins and devastation before him, Jiang Mu felt extremely frustrated.
"I was really too impulsive this time. This old monster is far more difficult to deal with than I imagined. I almost really died here."
He took stock of the losses and his heart ached terribly.
The magic fan and the Ghost King Seal are gone, and we also lost a Demon Shadow.
Huge loss!
Fortunately, on the way here, Shui Miaozheng and Ling Ye helped me slay demons along the way, upgraded my magic gauge, and created a new demon shadow.
Otherwise, we'll have to give up one of the star positions this time.
As for the star positions that were just thrown out, for now we can only continue to use the [Star Lock Egg] to exploit the bug in the sky.
We'll talk about it when the magic slots are upgraded and new slots are available.
Jiang Mu sheathed his sword and walked to the place where Prince Sheng had vanished into thin air.
Although no remains were found, a white domino, about the size of a palm, lay in the scorched earth at the bottom of the pit.
The character “升” is engraved on the front of the dominoes.
Jiang Mu bent down and picked up the dominoes.
He tried to infuse a wisp of demonic energy to investigate, but found that the sign had no effect and was not a magic weapon.
"This should be the old man's token of identity. Although we didn't capture him alive, taking this to Quan Shanhai should be enough to get through this."
Jiang Mu thought to herself as she tossed the dominoes into her personal storage space.
Quan Shanhai's original intention was for him to try his best to capture Prince Sheng alive and bring him back.
But given the current situation, what's the point?
That old monster had turned into a great demon; it would be a miracle if we could kill him with all our might.
He was about to turn around when his gaze suddenly sharpened.
He strode quickly toward the deep pit that He Shan'er had created earlier.
The bottom of the pit was empty.
There was only a pool of still-dry crimson blood and a few strands of red gauze hanging on the rubble.
He Shan'er's body has disappeared!
"They ran away?"
Jiang Mu frowned, her eyes turning somewhat gloomy.
Although he had previously killed that woman, she was, after all, a powerful figure from the Eighth Realm Sword Sect, whose physique and foundation were undeniable.
It's impossible for them to die instantly; at most, they'll be seriously injured.
Clearly, this woman had secretly slipped away while he was fighting with Prince Sheng.
Jiang Mu turned the Divine Sword Sect inside and out completely.
Every secret room, every hidden passage, and every corner where someone might be hiding was thoroughly searched.
It was finally confirmed that He Shan'er had indeed disappeared.
Jiang Mu was somewhat annoyed.
But then he remembered that the other party's assets were still there. Since they couldn't catch the person, they decided to raid the house first.
Jiang Mu went directly to the Divine Sword Sect's storeroom, where they stored cultivation techniques, pills, and forging materials.
Looking at the dazzling array of resources inside, he didn't hesitate and started the insane "zero-yuan purchase" mode.
Although He Shan'er officially handed over most of the resources to the imperial court, the sect was, after all, a once-renowned sect in the martial arts world. Its hidden resources were far more than what was on paper.
Regardless of whether they are useful or not, as long as they have a bit of spiritual energy, they are all stuffed into the companion storage ring.
Those remaining disciples of the Divine Sword Sect within the sect were all silent and trembling, not daring to stop them.
Jiang Mu thought it was too slow to move everything by himself, so he simply dragged out all the terrified disciples to be his laborers.
They were asked to find carts and transport the cultivated medicinal herbs to their own herbal medicine shops, cart after cart.
Not satisfied with that, he called over Zhang Dashao and the other two.
They pried off everything that could be pried off, including ores, calligraphy and paintings, antiques, and even the jade bricks paving the main hall.
In the end, the Divine Sword Sect looked as if it had been ravaged by locusts and then struck by an earthquake, completely wiped out, leaving not a single tile behind.
Even dogs would shake their heads if they passed by.