novelraw Chapter 981 - 981 Divine Demon Ant
Chapter 981 - 981 Divine Demon Ant
Li Jiuming had a feeling in his heart that even if Jun Xiaoyao refused to help him, at most he would simply be ignored.
But if that were truly the case, Li Jiuming had already been thinking about drawing the bronze immortal soldiers toward Jun Xiaoyao.
Who could have guessed that Jun Xiaoyao would turn out to be even more ruthless, striking at them directly without hesitation.
An incomparably massive sword light came crushing down through the air like a mountain range, vast and overwhelming.
Bolstered by the power of chaos, that streak of sword light seemed to cleave through the chaotic heavens themselves, its might utterly terrifying!
The other ten Heavenly King-level prodigies — Pu Yao, Jin Zhan, Gu Chi, the Twin-Headed Divine Clan's genius, and the rest — had their physical bodies shattered beneath that sword light.
They couldn't even manage to send a message.
On top of that, the Borderlands were rife with chaotic energy, making it far from simple to transmit any information.
In the span of a single brief moment, of all those Heavenly King-level prodigies, only Li Jiuming remained alive.
The reason he survived was that he had used the quasi-emperor weapon, the Eye of Despair, to block the sword radiance for just an instant.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was cold and indifferent as he raised the Daluo Sword Embryo and pressed the attack once more.
"Yu Xiaoyao, have you lost your mind? Even if there's bad blood between us, this is a Borderlands trial — we're all from the same realm!" Li Jiuming roared in fury.
"Who said we're from the same realm?"
Jun Xiaoyao let out a light laugh, carrying a faint trace of mockery.
Li Jiuming's expression instantly froze, as if a bucket of ice-cold water had been poured straight down his spine.
Chilling him to the core.
"You… you…" Li Jiuming was nearly unable to believe it.
Jun Xiaoyao, riding the Kunpeng at extreme speed, appeared at Li Jiuming's side in an instant.
A single line of words rang out, calm and unhurried.
"My surname is Jun."
Three words — enough to make Li Jiuming's very soul feel as though it were freezing solid.
"Jun…"
"Jun Xiaoyao…"
"No, this is impossible…"
Li Jiuming was struck with absolute terror, staring at Jun Xiaoyao standing before him in that ghost-face mask, feeling a wave of dread wash over him.
He had hidden it far too well — how had he concealed it so completely, without a single crack?
Li Jiuming hurriedly reached into his spatial artifact and pulled out a jade slip, trying to send a message.
Pfft!
The Daluo Sword Embryo pierced straight through Li Jiuming's skull, annihilating his primordial spirit along with it.
Li Jiuming, fallen!
Jun Xiaoyao then turned the Daluo Sword Embryo and slashed it toward the quasi-emperor weapon, the Eye of Despair.
In an instant, the Eye of Despair shattered, and its essence was entirely absorbed by the Daluo Sword Embryo.
On the surface of the sword embryo, the faint and blurry patterns of ascending immortals seemed to grow ever so slightly clearer.
"A pity that the Prince of the Other Shore isn't here." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
Then, with a casual wave of his hand, the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Flame manifested, incinerating all the corpses to nothing, leaving no trace behind.
Of the ten Heavenly King-level prodigies, only the Prince of the Other Shore remained.
And at that moment, four cyan-gold figures came hurtling forward like cannonballs.
They were none other than the four bronze immortal soldiers that had been hunting the foreign realm beings.
"Supreme-level puppets — no wonder they were being hunted down. It seems that place of opportunity is rather interesting."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
The Daluo Sword Embryo in his hand swept out in a horizontal slash!
For anyone else — whether a seed-level Supreme from the Immortal Domain or a young imperial-clan Supreme from a foreign realm — encountering these four bronze immortal soldiers would have meant being driven to their wits' end, possibly even forced to retreat.
But Jun Xiaoyao was not the least bit afraid.
He had already slain one of the Seven Minor Emperors, the Supreme Mojie Imperial Son, with a single halberd strike.
Dealing with these Supreme-level puppets that had little intelligence and relied purely on brute force was naturally effortless for him.
He didn't even need to bring out the God-Weeping War Halberd — he cut them down directly with the Daluo Sword Embryo.
Chaos energy cascaded down like a waterfall as the Daluo Sword Embryo blazed with brilliant radiance.
What material the Daluo Sword Embryo had been forged from was unknown, but it was harder than even divine iron or immortal gold.
Before long, all four bronze immortal soldiers had been cut down.
Jun Xiaoyao then swept off in the direction of the Purple-Gold Ancient City.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Princess Longji and the others had already pushed open the gates of the ancient city and stepped inside.
Looking around, the walls towered high, everything cast in bronze throughout.
It looked like a city made entirely of metal.
Princess Longji, Tianchanzi, Ji Qingyi, and the others who had entered were all observing their surroundings.
Yet they maintained a subtle distance from one another.
Ji Qingyi, the Sun Sacred Guard, and the Moon Sacred Guard formed one faction.
Princess Longji, Yu Chanjuan, and Yan Rumeng formed another.
Tianchanzi stood alone as a faction of one.
Of course, Tianchanzi's cultivation was at the Supreme level, making him the strongest among them, so he had little to worry about.
"Whose dao ground could this possibly be?" Tianchanzi murmured to himself.
"On the way in, Qingyi noticed that the city walls are carved with totems of primordial demonic beasts — it likely isn't a human cultivator's inheritance."
"It could be a Primordial Imperial Clan, a Primordial Great Fiend, or a demon clan inheritance." Ji Qingyi said quietly.
"Miss Qingyi is truly perceptive." Tianchanzi was genuinely surprised — he hadn't expected Ji Qingyi to have observed things so carefully.
On the other side, Princess Longji also glanced over at Ji Qingyi.
She and Jun Xiaoyao had emerged from the same era.
Many of the prodigies from that time had already died, yet Ji Qingyi had lived on in peace and continued to grow in status, standing, and strength.
"This woman is anything but simple." All three of Princess Longji's group kept that thought quietly in mind.
The three factions each harbored their own private thoughts.
They continued forward, pressing deeper into the ancient city.
At the city's center, mist surged and divine radiance swirled.
Chains of law in every color interwove through the void, a breathtaking sight.
Everyone found it difficult to hold back, surging forward.
Ahead, there was unmistakably a pool of water.
Yet what filled it was not ordinary water — it was saturated with dense spiritual energy and the power of laws.
This was a Pool of Laws!
Everyone immediately thought of the ancient formation beneath the city.
Its purpose was most likely right here.
"Is something being nurtured here?" Ji Qingyi pondered.
Then, everyone noticed that within the pool, there was a blood-red spirit herb.
Upon it, countless miniature phantoms of all living beings drifted and spread, dissolving into mist and vapor, with the power of laws interwoven throughout.
"The Myriad Spirit Blood Herb!"
Everyone's hearts leapt.
This was a peerless divine herb imbued with the most extreme power of laws!
And this kind of law power was of tremendous benefit both to those breaking through to the Supreme realm and to true Supremes already there.
Everyone's breathing grew subtly quickened.
Only Tianchanzi and Yan Rumeng were slightly puzzled, their gazes sweeping around as though searching for something.
Suddenly, both of them spotted it at the same time.
On the surface of the Pool of Laws, there seemed to be a tiny speck of light floating.
Looking closely, it turned out to be a small cocoon of purple-gold.
The purple-gold cocoon was roughly the size of a little finger — quite inconspicuous.
Which was precisely why no one had noticed it.
"This is…"
Both Tianchanzi and Yan Rumeng held their breath.
The two of them — one being the Heavenly Silkworm of the Divine Silkworm Valley, the other whose true form was the Heavenly Dream Illusory Butterfly — were, in a certain sense, part of the same broad category of beings.
That was why the Primal Silkworm Dao Son of the Divine Silkworm Valley had coveted Yan Rumeng so intensely before.
"A Divine Demon Ant!" Tianchanzi's very breath nearly stopped.
Yan Rumeng's expression also shifted to one of shock.
The other prodigies took notice as well, each one revealing a look of astonishment.
What was a Divine Demon Ant?
In the Primordial Era, it had stood alongside the True Dragon, the Divine Phoenix, the Nine Nether Mastiff, the Kunpeng, and other supremely powerful races, ranked as one of the mightiest divine beasts of the ancient world.
Small as it might appear — just an ant — its power was earth-shaking, said to command the laws of the Extreme Realm of Strength.
Even the Desolate Holy Body, renowned for its physical might, was said to fall slightly short of the Divine Demon Ant when it came to the absolute Extreme Realm of Strength.
Of this clan, a single saying had been passed down throughout the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain.
A mere ant, standing shoulder to shoulder with gods and demons!