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Chapter 580: 408: The Fall of the Gods, Finally Becoming a Daoist!_3

Chapter 580: Chapter 408: The Fall of the Gods, Finally Becoming a Daoist!_3

In his eyes, even Qin Tianxi, top of the Fengyun List, likely could not compare to Jiang He.

“Yang Huatian, today’s grudge, I, the True Monarch of the Gu Family, will definitely not let you go!!!”

The True Monarch of the Gu Family roared threats continuously, his expression incredibly ferocious, with streams of bloody tears sliding down from the corner of his eyes, and this was just the beginning.

From his ears, the corners of his mouth, in an instant, the seven orifices of the True Master of the Gu Family bled.

Beside his ears echoed the whispers of evil ghosts, the roars of yin souls, and he was no longer in control of his own body. The old ghost, Yang Huatian, smiled faintly upon hearing these words.

Hoarsely, he said:

“Throughout my life, I fear no one, if your ancient family’s old ghost truly dares to come for me, I will kill him just the same. Speaking of which, my Myriad Ghost Banner lacks a main soul, the True Monarch of your Gu family would be perfect for it!”

“Ah….”

The True Master of Yang Transformation of the Gu Family completely descended into madness, his flesh gradually began to rot away as those yin souls and ghostly skeletons bit at his flesh from the inside out.

In the brief span, his flesh was destroyed altogether, leaving only a skeleton.

The True Monarch of the Gu Family’s primordial spirit instantly fled, trying to escape from the ghosts using the speed of his primordial spirit. If he could escape, there was still hope for him to reshape his flesh. Unfortunately,

This was a complete delusion on his part.

Yang Huatian was waiting exactly for this moment.

As the primordial spirit emerged, a surge of ghostly fire erupted from the Myriad Ghost Banner, engulfing it directly.

Continuously performing Sealing Techniques with his hands, Yang Huatian’s gaze intensified, and he forced out a droplet of heart’s blood, dropping it directly onto the primordial spirit. In an instant, the True Master of the Gu Family’s primordial spirit was frozen in place.

With a wave of the Myriad Ghost Banner, the ghostly surroundings instantly vanished along with the True Master’s primordial spirit of the Gu Family. All that remained was a skeleton disappearing into the void.

Chu Changfeng smiled and greeted with clasped hands:

“I congratulate Daoist Myriad Ghosts for adding yet another Yang Transformation primordial spirit. It won’t take long before this Myriad Ghost Banner can pass its tribulation again. This truly evokes envy in us.”

Jiang He also smiled and said:

“Congratulations, Daoist Myriad Ghosts.”

Releasing a breath of turbid air, Yang Huatian shook his head:

“Reaping a primordial spirit is indeed troublesome. If it wasn’t for this, with the mere primordial spirit cultivation of this True Master, why would he delay me for such a long time?”

“Too bad, Daoist brother, your Myriad Ghost Banner has limited endurance, otherwise…just now, that old ancestor of the Yun Family would have been a fine material.”

“Just one primordial spirit requires me to spend forty-nine days, and with another one, I wouldn’t be able to have peace for half a year.”

Yang Huatian shook his head as he laughed.

While the Daoist Myriad Ghosts dealt with the True Master of the Gu Family, the contention between Li Su Qing and Qingyunzi was also nearing its end, incredibly fearsome as they fiercely battled.

One could even say, their fight was the most powerful amongst those of the Yang Transformation level present, with sword qi pervading the void, sword intent soaring to the skies.

Qingyunzi’s long hair flew disheveled, his beard and hair both white, sweeping his gaze around, he sighed softly seeing everyone else present had perished.

The strength of the Great Elder of Goddess Palace, Li Su Qing, truly lived up to her reputation.

This so-called Taoist Divine Palace was truly terrifying!

Being able to have three Refining God level Yang Transformation True Masters, and additionally having Jiang He, a rising star, given time, their power could even catch up to the Immortal Sects.

The Qingyun Sword Sect had provoked such an enemy; its destruction was merely a matter of sooner or later.

He sighed deeply, after a collision, he distanced himself and looked towards Jiang He:

“Jiang He, may I ask a favor of you?”

He didn’t think of escaping because the auras of the several True Masters had completely locked him down, escape was definitely impossible, and to fight…was also not possible, heaven wanted him dead!

Li Su Qing paused, looking towards Jiang He.

“What do you want to say?”

Jiang He frowned.

“I am well aware today marks my inevitable death, but what I can’t put to rest is only my sect. As the saying goes, ‘Calamity should not extend to one’s family’—may I earnestly plead for the Golden Envoy to allow my Qingyun Sword Sect to keep some of its legacy?”

“Qingyun Sword Sect’s legacy of centuries, take it for yourself.”

Jiang He glanced back at Chen Yuan, speaking solemnly:

“Today’s disaster of Qingyun is a consequence of your own actions. Please forgive me, but I cannot agree.”

“Old ghost, you should know one thing; once you are dead, those things of Qingyun Sword Sect will still be ours. What happens then is no longer up to you to decide.”

Yang Huatian chuckled lightly.

A touch of sadness flashed in Qingyunzi’s eyes as he said:

“Be it so, be it so, it’s just a pity. I never imagined that the calamity of my Qingyun Sword Sect’s destruction would come so particularly swift, and it’s indeed a fault of our own making.”

“Jiang He, I’ve cultivated the sword all my life, mastered profound sword techniques, lived for the sword, and shall also die by the sword. This Qingyun Sword has been nurtured for centuries by my Qingyun Sword Sect,

today has become a Fourth Tribulation Divine Weapon. Today I gift it to you. If you do not use it, I hope you will someday give it to someone who loves the sword.”

Having said that, Qingyunzi tossed the Qingyun Sword towards Jiang He.

“Good.”

Jiang He nodded slightly.

“Last time, I missed witnessing your self-created Sixth Sword, truly a regret in life. Today, please use this one sword to send me on my way.” Qingyunzi spread his arms and closed his eyes.

Li Su Qing nodded slightly.

Jiang He nodded; with a flourish of his sword, the next moment, the Exterminating Immortal Sword soared, an unparalleled sword intent instantly condensed as he softly spoke:

“This one sword, ‘Divine Fall’!”

Above the Nine Heavens, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and in a moment, a sword intent thunderously descended.

Qingyunzi declared loudly:

“This old man…is off!”

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Under the ‘Divine Fall,’ Qingyunzi shattered inch by inch, yet his face showed not a hint of fear, slowly melting away in front of everyone, the Qingyun Sword in Jiang He’s hand resonating as if it were seeing him off.

This concluded all the invading enemies—completely vanquished!

With the void silent and still, Jiang He’s thoughts stirred, and the Exterminating Immortal Sword sheathed itself. Everyone looked at each other briefly as they slowly descended from the void, landing in front of Chen Yuan.

“Thank you, esteemed Daoists, for your help today!”

Chen Yuan clasped his hands in gratitude, his expression solemn.

Chu Changfeng chuckled:

“Now, you too are one of the Daoist leaders of the Taoist Divine Palace!”

Jiang He stared at Chen Yuan, nodding:

“Having acquired the Ascending Immortal Fruit, according to the agreement, you are now officially a member of the Taoist Divine Palace!”

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