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Chapter 579: 408: The Fall of the Gods, Finally Becoming a Daoist!_2

Chapter 579: Chapter 408: The Fall of the Gods, Finally Becoming a Daoist!_2

“Jiang He, stop talking nonsense and get on with it. What’s there to fear in death? I, Xiao Yusheng, am fearless.”

Jiang He nodded, no longer speaking, his sword intent soaring, with a thought, the Exterminating Immortal Sword hanging above the Nine Heavens thunderously fell, while Xiao Yusheng made no attempt to defend,

but instead spread his arms wide, welcoming death.

He had no strength left to resist, having blocked several of Jiang He’s strikes had left him exhausted, with his Heavenly Core damaged, any further resistance would be in vain.

“Boom!!!”

The Exterminating Immortal Sword pierced directly through Xiao Yusheng’s chest, sword qi annihilating his life force, pinning him to the ground, while also presenting the scene to Chen Yuan.

His eyes slightly open, he gazed directly at Chen Yuan, the vital force from his Heavenly Core cultivation not allowing him immediate death; he looked at Chen Yuan and said softly,

“This time, consider yourself lucky.”

Chen Yuan stood over Xiao Yusheng; how the tables had turned, once he loomed high and mighty before him, invincible. Had it not been for Jiang He’s protection, Chen Yuan would have been executed by him long ago,

But now, he lay curled up like a dead dog, nailed to the ground, and spoke indifferently,

“Sect Master Xiao, this time you’re simply unlucky.”

“I only regret not having killed you at the East Sea earlier, otherwise how could there be a today?”

Chen Yuan shook his head:

“No, no matter when or where you made a move against me, the outcome would not have changed.”

This was no false claim, he felt that those few from the Taoist Divine Palace couldn’t possibly wait at Dragon Lock River for him forever. It’s likely that from the moment he left Martial Emperor City, they had been guarding him all along.

If it were Xiao Yusheng who made a move against him, they would certainly not stand aside. It’s just that in doing so, the Divine Palace would have been exposed to the world.

The only possibility was Jiang He stepping forward to take him away.

“Heh….”

Xiao Yusheng gave a light chuckle, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Yuan looked down at Xiao Yusheng from high above, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth:

“Laugh, take this last chance to laugh as much as you can, for when you see the Qingyun Sword Sect destroyed, you won’t be able to laugh anymore. You reap what you sow, you bullied others relying on your power, and attacked me because you thought you were stronger. When I exterminate every last one in your Qingyun Sword Sect and put an end to your legacy, I’m sure you’ll understand?”

Chen Yuan was never merciful to his enemies, apart from the Qingyun Sword Sect, even the Yun Family would be completely abolished in Jianghu, in fact, he wouldn’t even need to lift a finger.

Once the news of both factions’ True Masters falling spreads, those coveting their position would pounce like hyenas, tearing them to shreds.

“I understand. Had I killed you, not a single one of your subordinates or foundations in Tangshan Prefecture would have been spared.” Surprisingly, Xiao Yusheng did not become angry,

but nodded solemnly instead.

This reaction raised Chen Yuan’s eyebrows slightly as he asked quietly,

“Were you prepared for this?”

“Hehe….”

“It doesn’t matter, even if there are some remnants of the Qingyun Sword Sect, because of you, I’ll ensure they are hunted down relentlessly. You seem to have a daughter who is quite appealing, guess… what fate shall I bestow upon her?”

“The stiffest tree is most easily cracked. You have too good fortune, too strong momentum, and too many enemies; you won’t live long. Xiao will be waiting for you down below,” Xiao Yusheng retorted.

“Alright, then Sect Master Xiao, wait as long as you like down there.”

Chen Yuan raised his hand, and in the next moment, a surge of powerful Gang Qi completely annihilated him, turning him into a mist of blood.

With that, Xiao Yusheng was entirely obliterated.

Meanwhile, miles away at the Qingyun Sword Sect, Xiao Qingmu, who was packing her bags, suddenly froze, the mirror in her hands falling to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Uncontrolled tears streamed from her eyes, her heart thumping erratically.

She raised her head, looking in the direction of the East Sea.

…

…

After Jiang He had critically wounded Xiao Yusheng, leaving him on the brink of death, he did not continue to attack but instead flew to Chu Changfeng’s side to watch the fray between Yang Huatian and Li Suqing against the True Monarch of the Gu Family and Qingyunzi.

They each had already gained a significant upper hand; the True Monarch of the Gu Family was at his most perilous, with hordes of Yin Souls constantly pouring into his flesh,

wailing hideously under Yang Huatian’s refining.

By comparison, Qingyunzi’s situation was somewhat better. His cultivation alone had reached the Refining God Peak; through many years of nurturing, his strength hadn’t diminished by much.

He managed to hold up for a moment under Li Suqing’s powerful onslaught, but that was as far as he could go.

It wasn’t just that he now exhibited signs of defeat, what could he do even if he overcame Li Suqing? Would Jiang He and Chu Changfeng simply watch him leave?

Indeed, their lack of action was due to their trust in Li Suqing.

“How much longer will it take?”

Chu Changfeng asked, watching the battle in the void.

Jiang He smiled vaguely and said,

“Not long now.”

Chu Changfeng suddenly sighed, “Indeed, you’re someone Moluo looked up to. In just a few decades, you’re nearly catching up to me.”

“You flatter me, Daoist brother. I haven’t yet reached the Shattering Core and Divinity Transformation, while you’re merely half a step away from True Monarch. To catch up to you is incredibly difficult,” Jiang He replied, shaking his head.

Chu Changfeng gave Jiang He a half-smiling look:

“With your Secret Technique of Breaking Cocoon having suppressed your cultivation for years, once you break free, refining God might not even be your limit. Comparing our progress, it’s uncertain who will reach the Yang God stage first.”

Jiang He smiled faintly, offering no further comment.

Chu Changfeng didn’t press the issue, sometimes it’s enough to be aware; was Jiang He truly only the third on the Fengyun List? That was merely a ranking of achievements.