Super Divine Daoist Skill
Chapter 128 - 127: Calmly Facing Death (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 128: Chapter 127: Calmly Facing Death (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

However, that sword seemed to have a tracking method, following in like Shadow-Following.

Without any choice, Li Yue’s inner strength surged instantly within his body, and a special power immediately dispersed on his body surface.

Inner strength protection!

Boom!

The long sword slightly slashed, easily piercing through Li Yue’s inner strength protection, directly cutting into his shoulder, leaving a deep wound.

On the other side, the more they fought, the stranger Liu Dong’s expression became, as an ominous premonition constantly surfaced in his heart.

He discovered that the Great Village Chief he was battling against, although his actions and movements were no different from ordinary people.

Yet, his condition seemed to be distinctly different from humans.

After a fierce battle for a long time, his weapon had landed on the opponent’s body no less than ten times, with some places even considered vital points.

But the opponent seemed entirely unaffected, completely unaware of pain, and even his combat power had not diminished much.

*What made his heart sink the most was that no matter where his attacks landed, there wasn’t a drop of blood flowing from the opponent...*

"Not human!"

Liu Dong was horrified, finally realizing that the one he was fighting against was not the supposed Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold, but a corpse! A zombie!

While he was still somewhat hesitant, suddenly he heard the fierce shout from afar coming from Liu Zhiping of the Divine Sword, and he immediately became alert.

*The zombie he was fighting with could not possibly be his senior brother, then who would Liu Zhiping’s senior brother be?*

Liu Dong’s face changed drastically as he retreated swiftly.

At this moment, Bai Ziyue’s previous warning naturally flashed through his mind.

But it was only now that he became aware, and it was ultimately too late.

Just as his body started to move, a sapphire-like small sword shot out like lightning.

It was at this moment that Daoist Wutong finally revealed his fangs, and his first move was unbelievably fierce and venomous.

"Master, be careful!"

From afar, Bai Ziyue let out a fierce shout.

Inner strength protection!

Liu Dong, worthy of being one of the rare third-class experts in Qinghe Town, responded instantly, quickly activating his inner strength. However, even though it was too late to dodge, he still managed to adjust his body instinctively.

His body remained still, yet his chest suddenly contracted violently, and under the grinding of flesh and blood, his height even became shorter.

Puff!

A trembling sound.

The small sword effortlessly tore through Liu Dong’s inner strength protection and then pierced directly into his chest, penetrating all the way through.

"Humph..."

He let out a muffled groan, but the surprise attack of the dharma artifact ultimately resulted in him avoiding certain death thanks to his timely reaction.

The spot where the small sword pierced through was only half an inch away from his heart.

Half an inch was the difference between life and death.

Even Bai Ziyue, far away, let out a sigh of relief.

But, the attack from Daoist Wutong naturally wasn’t limited to just this.

"Roar!"

Liu Dong barely had a chance to catch his breath when the corpse refinement, which had been silent all along, suddenly burst into a massive roar, and its previously pale appearance instantly transformed into a copper color.

Copper armor corpse!

This was a copper armor corpse, whose physical strength and power far surpassed the iron corpse that Bai Ziyue had previously slain.

Only at this moment, under the control of Daoist Wutong, did it reveal its true form.

The copper armor corpse slightly crushed the ground, and under the exertion of its immense strength, the ground collapsed slightly, then it charged towards Liu Dong like a nimble ape, carrying a violent stench.

An iron rod smashed down rapidly.

Simultaneously, from afar, Daoist Wutong unleashed another slight gesture, and the small sword transformed back into a stream of light, stabbing out directly.

Daoist Wutong’s rapid and relentless attack gave Liu Dong no chance to catch his breath.

Already wounded, Liu Dong faced this simultaneous attack and couldn’t dodge.

"Daoist Wutong!"

With a voice filled with gritted teeth, Liu Dong let out a fierce shout, showing his determination even in the face of certain death.

Even if he were to die, he vowed to tear off a layer of the opponent’s skin.

The remaining spiritual power within his body surged entirely and was all infused into the Cone Spike in his hand. His hands turned into phantoms, quickly flicking, and amidst the thoughtless fervor, a clarity emerged within his heart.

*It seemed like at this moment, all the troubles and doubts concerning the Celestial Entwining Hand completely vanished and were resolved.*

The slight stutter he had while executing previously disappeared instantly, becoming unobstructed, flawlessly fluid.

Perfection!

Liu Dong’s face was a mix of joy and sadness, realizing that in that crucial moment of life and death, his potential burst forth, allowing him to forcibly elevate the martial arts technique Celestial Entwining Hand to the level of perfection.

Instantly, his understanding and use of the Celestial Entwining Hand reached a new level; amid the maneuvers, his power became more restrained, while the force infused into the Cone Spike grew even more terrifying.

*"Too bad it was too late!"*

He let out a slight sigh.

*If only he had cultivated the Celestial Entwining Hand to perfection before the bandit extermination, would he have ended up in such a plight?*

Finally, Liu Dong finished his movements, and then gently flicked at the back of the Cone Spike.

Boom!

A loud explosive sound rang out, and the Cone Spike immediately transformed into a swift stream of light, shooting straight forward.

After completing all of this, Liu Dong’s expression finally became calm, and without hesitation, he simply closed his eyes and bravely faced death.

Thud!

Liu Dong’s head exploded, smashed directly by a blow from an iron rod.

Simultaneously, the Dharma Artifact Small Sword of Daoist Wutong pierced into Liu Dong’s back like lightning, penetrating his heart directly.

In an instant, Liu Dong died!

"Master!"

Bai Ziyue’s heart trembled, almost unable to believe his eyes.

Was his master dead?

"Sect Leader..."

The other disciples of the Sunburst Gang also exclaimed in disbelief.

For the first time, the thought of retreat grew in their hearts.

Left Guardian Zhao Jing, who was in the midst of battle, fled immediately as Liu Dong was ambushed and killed.

Was Daoist Wutong the Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold?

*Zhao Jing was immensely shocked and lost the courage to fight him.*

*Even the Sect Leader, far more powerful than himself, died instantly. He didn’t believe staying could do any good.*

...

Though Liu Dong died, the Cone Spike he unleashed in his last moments pierced the head of the copper armor corpse in an instant.

Whoosh!

Almost without any resistance, the Cone Spike penetrated deeply into the corpse’s head.

Boom!

The hard and heavy figure of the copper armor corpse crashed to the ground.

Dead!

The zombie’s flesh was formidable, but their heads were also their weaknesses.

Being fiercely pierced by Liu Dong’s Cone Spike naturally meant it was dead beyond doubt.

"Liu Dong!"

Daoist Wutong’s originally somewhat smug face instantly showed endless anger.

The copper armor corpse was dead.

*The copper armor corpse, which he painstakingly created after expending countless resources over more than twenty years, was dead?*

In that moment, he felt an endless gloominess in his heart.

"Daoist Wutong, if I’m not mistaken, you should be the real Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold, right? If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, it would indeed be hard to believe."

A voice suddenly sounded.

"Facing the suddenly revealed thunderous methods and the incredibly powerful Second Village Chief and Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold, the young general named Su Hee remained calm as he said," "I originally thought these things wouldn’t be needed, but now it seems Lord Li was foresighted..."

As he spoke, he quickly took out a ring-like object from his chest, and the Inner Strength within him quickly consumed like flowing water.

In that moment, the ring in his hand emitted a clear and bright light.

"What’s this? Not good..."

Liu Zhiping’s face changed drastically, and without thinking, he instantly fled towards Daoist Wutong.

"Spirit-Banning Ring!"

Daoist Wutong’s face also turned extremely ugly in an instant.

*The Spirit-Banning Ring was a secret weapon used by the military, specifically designed to deal with Immortal Cultivators.*

*Once used, the Spiritual Power of the Immortal Cultivators within a certain range would be restricted, and techniques such as Magical Artifacts and Magic would be rendered ineffective due to the sealing of Spiritual Power. Utilizing thirty percent of their full power would be considered good.*

*It was counted as a major weapon of the military.*

*He didn’t expect that young general Su Hee would have one on him.*

"You wounded me and still wish to escape?"

As Liu Zhiping turned to flee, the voice of Li Yue, whose shoulder was severely injured, suddenly deepened.

Following that, his footsteps moved, quickly sweeping past, almost instantly reaching Liu Zhiping, as a slightly rough hand slowly extended.

Simultaneously, Yang Zhengling’s long spear spun quickly, blocking Liu Zhiping’s path in an instant.

"Senior brother, save me..."

Liu Zhiping shouted, preferring to rush toward Yang Zhengling’s long spear rather than touch Li Yue’s palm.

*Because he knew very well that facing Yang Zhengling’s spear would at most result in being wounded, but being touched by Li Yue’s Clothes-staining Hand meant losing control of his own body, with his life and death subsequently controlled by the opponent.*

"You can’t escape!"

Li Yue snorted, his speed, already incredibly fast, increased by another notch, gripping Liu Zhiping’s arm tightly.

Next, all that could be seen were shadows flashing across Liu Zhiping, who felt like a small boat caught in a stormy sea, with the skills to handle the boat but incapable of controlling its direction.

Then he felt a tightness around his neck as endless pressure surged in.

"Mas..."

He opened his mouth, but all that was heard was a cracking sound.

His neck was broken.

Casually discarding Liu Zhiping’s body, Li Yue’s figure darted again like lightning, directly charging toward Daoist Wutong.

*The Great Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold was their true target in this mission.*