novelapdf Chapter 245 Kill the Immortal
Chapter 245 Kill the Immortal
The myriad realms were utterly silent at this moment, followed by a tsunami-like uproar and bewilderment.
All living beings witnessed the terror of the Immortal King's Technique, felt the despair of the world's destruction, and were shocked by the Heavenly Emperor's use of unknown secret techniques to fight against it.
Seeing An Qiong bleeding profusely and severely injured, and the illusory image of the Immortal King Technique about to shatter...
The overwhelming information and emotional shift left countless people speechless, leaving them only able to instinctively gape and stare blankly at the starry sky.
It can be said that the feelings of all beings in the heavens were fluctuating and indescribable.
The Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone and the Ancestors of all Realms were also shocked!
"He succeeded! Chaos has severely injured the Immortal!"
"What kind of secret technique is that? Its level is definitely no weaker than that of a Celestial King!"
"How many more trump cards does the Chaos Emperor have left?"
"Perhaps we have all along greatly underestimated him..."
At the edge of the battlefield, the golden-armored man had completely collapsed, his eyes glazed over, unconsciously repeating:
"Impossible... This is impossible... The Lord has the Crimson Spear... How could he lose... How could he..."
In the center of the battlefield, Jiang Hao slowly adjusted his breathing, his internal scriptures resonating as he rapidly refined the vast essence dissipated from the surrounding battle, replenishing his energy.
Jiang Hao looked at An Qiong, who was barely breathing, and spoke calmly.
"Your Immortal King Technique is indeed impressive," Jiang Hao acknowledged the power of his opponent's trump card, "but you're not up to par!"
An Qiong's face turned ugly. Jiang Hao's words were too disrespectful to him. From the time he started cultivating as a child until now, he had always been praised as a genius.
When will people say I can't do it?
Jiang Hao ignored An Qiong's expression and said coldly.
"Now, it's time to send you on your way."
hum!
The Jade Disc of Creation above Jiang Hao's head shone brightly, its rich radiance descending like sweet dew to nourish the wounds on his imperial body, visibly accelerating the healing process.
He raised the Chaos Heavenly Blade in his hand once more, its blade locking onto An Qiong. The blade trembled slightly, emitting a thirsty hum.
An Qiong's expression changed drastically, turning deathly pale.
He could clearly sense that although Jiang Hao's strange and powerful Dao transformation state had weakened, it still existed and could still support the continued battle.
As for himself, his Immortal King Technique was broken, his origin was repeatedly damaged, his immortal body was damaged, and his Dao foundation was shaken. He was truly at the end of his rope, his life force exhausted!
lost.
They were utterly defeated.
He Anqiong, a descendant of the Immortal King, who possessed the secret techniques of the Immortal King, was defeated.
He, a true immortal, was actually defeated by a human cultivator from a fragmented world of the Nine Heavens in a head-on confrontation with overwhelming superiority!
Despair, resentment, madness, and the unwillingness and fear all turned into a hysterical crimson in his eyes.
"No, I don't believe it..." An Qiong was hysterical. He refused to admit defeat and began to burn his life force desperately.
He can't accept this fact!
"Kill!" Jiang Hao gave him no chance to catch his breath or waste words, and the blade flashed again!
The ensuing battle was almost a one-sided massacre, yet it also revealed the strangeness and tenacity of immortal life.
The Chaos Heavenly Blade struck down, its power astonishing, amplified by the still-present Eternal Body.
An Qiong fought back desperately, but how could his heavily injured body withstand the attack?
"puff!"
The first time, a flash of light swept across, An Qiong's head flew off, and immortal blood soared into the sky.
But the headless body did not fall. Immortal light surged from the wound, and the flesh and blood writhed wildly, instantly growing a new head.
However, An Qiong, who had been resurrected, was even paler and his aura had weakened further.
"Immortal beings are indeed difficult to kill," Jiang Hao realized.
Immortals are different from Great Emperors; their life forms are higher, and their primordial imprints are more resilient, making them difficult to completely erase with a single blow.
But he wasn't impatient.
The blade flashed again, followed by a fist imprint.
The second time, An Qiong was split in two, his immortal blood and organs scattering across the starry sky.
The two halves of his body intertwined with celestial light, forcibly reconnecting and restoring him, but his figure had already begun to sway.
The third time, Jiang Hao used the Jade Disc of Creation to freeze his immortal soul for a moment, and then used the Heavenly Blade to shred his heart.
An Qiong screamed as he was reassembled, his immortal light dimming like a candle flickering in the wind.
The fourth time, the fifth time...
Each time he was killed, An Qiong was able to forcibly revive himself by relying on his remaining immortal essence and strange techniques.
However, his aura plummeted after his resurrection, his immortal body became increasingly illusory, and the madness in his eyes was gradually replaced by a numb despair.
The beings of the heavens went from initial shock and ecstasy to stunned silence, and finally to near numbness.
They watched as the high and mighty immortals were repeatedly slain by their Heavenly Emperor like chopping vegetables, only to be resurrected in a sorry state time and time again. Their feelings were beyond words.
"The tenth time..." an old cultivator murmured, his voice hoarse.
Under the starry sky, An Qiong's figure condensed again, but it was almost transparent, like a wisp of smoke that might dissipate at any moment.
His immortal essence was 99% destroyed in the ten killings and forced resurrections, and now it is on the verge of complete collapse.
He was breathing heavily, each breath causing his tattered immortal body to flicker. His immortal blood had long since drained away, leaving only specks of light drifting down.
He stared intently at Jiang Hao, his once deep and indifferent eyes now filled only with boundless resentment and a desperate madness.
"Heh heh... Good, very good... Jiang Hao... I'll remember you!"
An Qiong's voice cracked.
"I never imagined that I, An Qiong, who has dominated the world for so long, would fall into the hands of a mere fragment of the Nine Heavens world, and be defeated by a mere cultivator of the Dao..."
A deep-seated hatred and a trace of inexplicable apprehension flashed in An Qiong's eyes:
"A person like you must not be allowed to live. It's a pity I'm powerless to eliminate this threat you pose. But remember this: although I have lost today, you have completely offended the An family and our Supreme Holy Realm!"
"One day, the strongest warriors of my realm and my race will surely descend and wipe you and this realm from the world. I will be waiting for you in the underworld!"
An Qiong knew that with Jiang Hao's performance and talent, he would definitely become a major enemy of their side in the future.
Unfortunately, he was exhausted and no match for Jiang Hao, unable to defeat this formidable enemy.
This made him feel bad, but he wasn't too worried. He was just a genius from one of the Nine Heavens Fragments, nothing to worry about.
Back then, how many geniuses and powerful figures were there in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm?
For example, the Chaotic Ancient Heavenly Emperor, the Ancestral Sacrifice Spirit, and several leading Immortal Kings.
That person is someone who will amaze the world for eternity!
But so what? In the end, the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm still lost!
Even the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm was destroyed by their Supreme Holy Realm, so why would they be afraid of a genius from a fragment?
Jiang Hao looked calmly at An Qiong's dying curse, his heart unmoved.
He had long anticipated the threat posed by the An family.
Killing An Qiong today means the fight is over to the death.
Does it matter? No, it doesn't matter. The two sides are inherently antagonistic, destined to be mortal enemies!
"I'm waiting for the An family's revenge," Jiang Hao replied calmly, raising the knife in his hand at the same time.
"However, you won't be able to see it."
The words fell, and the blade flashed.
This time, there was no miracle; An Qiong was completely dead.
Immortal, Anqiong, has fallen!
Almost at the same instant An Qiong completely vanished, the entire Origin Universe seemed to tremble slightly, emitting a pleasant hum.
That was the joy that the very source of heaven and earth naturally expressed after sensing that a huge external threat had been eliminated.
The entire universe was in a state of shock!