Origin Paradise!

With two steps, Jiang He stepped onto the bits of flesh scattered on the ground by the rat, who unfortunately became a target of the rain of swords.

Golden auspicious clouds of qi and blood evaporated all the bits of flesh scattered on the ground, revealing the powerful physique of the person who had lost their white immortal robes. The auspicious clouds flowed between the edges and corners, and the surging qi and blood emitted bursts of thunder.

Thirdly, Jiang He raised his right arm and charged sideways.

—Dragon Spear Technique: Iron Barrier Release.

A hundred-meter-long crack appeared in the street beneath their feet, a straight and sharp hand-like blade cutting through the air, as if cleaving open a vast ocean, unleashing a violent force.

A fierce wind howled in, and the rain curtain receded and rolled back.

"His divine power is unparalleled, truly deserving of the title."

Zhao Shukui's expression was serious. The Mountain and River Sword Dao, which he had cultivated for thirty years, resonated within his body. He used famous mountains as his body and great rivers as his blood, refining them for his own use. Whether it was defense or endurance, he was undoubtedly among the best in the world.

The longsword in his hand reached nine inches straight, and the powerful sword energy intertwined, forming a snow mountain tens of meters high. The snow mountain, seemingly real, crashed forward, majestic and unstoppable. This was a top-notch sword technique capable of shattering an army formation of ten thousand men.

—Sword Immortal Technique: West Ridge Snow Mountain.

boom!

A golden streak of light struck the snow-capped mountain, shattering the sword energy.

Zhao Shuku narrowed his eyes and quickly turned to the side to parry his sword.

clang!

The hand blade swept across, leaving a distinct wound on the Shu Immortal Sword. Zhao Shukui retreated abruptly, his enemy as ferocious as a beast.

"Prince Yong, did you pinpoint my location based on your intuition?"

From a high altitude, a brute force sprint blasted a huge diamond-shaped depression into the ground of Ansai. Zhao Shukui stood on the city wall with his eyes downcast. The moment the golden light stopped, the earth visibly trembled for several breaths.

Wow!

A flash of light appeared before him, and the young prince tore through space with his hands. His powerful energy restored his lost left arm, and with brute force combined with his authority, he traveled directly from his original spot to the front of the city wall.

"What a monster!"

Zhao Shukui focused his gaze and drew his sword, the Shu Immortal Sword striking dozens of times in an instant.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Jiang He swung his arm wildly, creating hundreds of afterimages that formed a curtain, blocking all the sword thrusts. His robust physique was incredibly resilient, and he managed to create numerous nicks in the Immortal-grade Shu Immortal Sword, sending sparks flying.

Whoosh whoosh!

The rain of swords struck again.

Jiang He swung his arm down, delivering a powerful chop.

Zhao Shukui raised his sword with his right hand and braced his left hand against the blade, barely managing to withstand the enemy's downward punch. Once most of the force had dissipated, he immediately crouched down and kicked out, sweeping across the enemy's lower body.

Clang!

Jiang He's legs remained completely still.

Zhao Shukui sighed helplessly, "You even practice leg techniques? You're such a genius?"

boom!

Jiang He kicked hard, striking the enemy squarely in the chest. Zhao Shuku fell from the city wall and crashed into a house in the county, sending dust billowing into the sky.

The entire south city wall finally succumbed to the aftershocks of the two men's battle, cracking and crumbling from top to bottom.

In the ruins, Zhao Shukui pushed himself up, and a golden light descended from the sky, followed by a burst of smoke and dust, and the ground collapsed.

call!

Zhao Shukui emerged from the smoke and dust, a powerful and refined whip kick sweeping across his nose, causing more than a dozen houses to collapse to the side, as if clearing a complete street.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Fists flashed and swords clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

Click!

The ground, pre-constructed by sword energy, cracked, and Jiang He lost his balance by stepping into the air. Ignoring the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Shukui ruthlessly clenched his hands forward, locking the enemy's joints.

In an instant, the Shu Immortal Sword, which had been released from the hand, hovered in the air and launched an attack on its own. The tip of the sword pierced straight into the enemy's throat, with wisps of extremely sharp turbulent currents swirling around it. The Sword Immortal Technique - Sword Gate Pass is best at shattering armor and breaking through defenses.

But at the critical moment, a bloody shadow broke out from behind Jiang He, not only punching away the Shu Xian Sword, but also delivering a back kick that struck Zhao Shu Kui's face.

boom!

Zhao Shukui crashed into the county government office, which was hundreds of feet away. He used his sword to summon back the Shu Immortal Sword, stood up, dusted himself off, and found that the sword energy in his 365 acupoints was like a rushing river, continuously repairing the damage.

"They're hard to kill, or rather, they're not worth it."

"The Xie family's offer is not enough to buy the life of a prince who will soon be among the top three in the world."

"In that case, let's leave it at that."

Zhao Shukui conjured a long robe adorned with sword energy with a flick of his finger, and greeted him, saying, "Your Highness, Prince Yong, farewell."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body transformed into a light and ethereal sword light. The speed of the Prince of Yong was outrageous, but I was not slow either, at least I could retreat calmly without any problem.

"It's too late," Jiang He said indifferently.

A silver spear appeared, and Jiang He took out a Rubik's Cube and fed this sub-legendary "Duel World" item to the Long-Hate Dragon Spear. A burst of light flowed across the spear.

[Note: Your exclusive weapon has been upgraded (1/7). The special effect "Misty World" has been upgraded to Legendary level - Duel World, possessing Legendary sturdiness. The spear's weight has been strengthened to that of a medium-sized mountain.]

boom!

A birdcage-like barrier shrouds Anse County, with thick fog enveloping it, isolating it from the world.

Zhao Shukui exhaled a long breath, activating the Divine Transformation: Pure Yang Immortal. Pure white sword energy swirled around his entire body, his eyes were completely white, and no black shadow could be seen anymore. The damaged Shu Immortal Sword was completely repaired, and its white light was awe-inspiring.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

call!

Both sides launched their attacks simultaneously.

On the front line, there is no room for retreat.

In the distance, the buildings on both sides were rapidly receding. Zhao Shukui unleashed a fierce horizontal slash, its killing power surpassing even the heavens and earth before, elevating the pure Yang's fierceness to its extreme.

Boom!

Jiang He swung his spear downwards, the weight of the spear and his own immense strength perfectly merging to unleash the Dragon Spear Technique: Shattering Dragon Spine. With the Dragon Soul as the primary element and the Six Heavenly Dragons as secondary, the spearhead slashed through the air in a crescent shape before crashing down with overwhelming power.

Click!

The Shu Immortal Sword was broken in the middle, its brilliance dimmed.

But the Sword Immortal Technique: Qingping Crossing had already been unleashed, and the sword light cleaved Jiang He in two, destroying his incredibly powerful physique.

At the same time, the dragon's shadow struck Zhao Shukui's shoulder, shattering his neck and shoulder bones completely. With a single blow, it destroyed dozens of acupoints in his body, and the flow of sword energy was cut off.

The shockwaves from their collision swept outwards like a hurricane, destroying the entire eastern part of the city. Building debris blasted countless holes in the city walls like cannonballs. The rain curtain was extinguished, leaving only smoke and dust flowing in all directions like a great river.

Standing at the edge of the giant crater with a radius of 300 meters, Zhao Shukui couldn't help but reach out and touch his shoulder, his face slightly pale, still feeling lingering fear.

"The spear technique that seemed capable of killing me outright ended up with only 10 or 20% of its actual power."

Zhao Shukui's eyes gradually widened in horror. Although it was unbelievable, the facts proved one thing: not only was Prince Yong not a terrestrial immortal, but he might not even be in a martial arts state. This guy's cultivation level was just that of a second-realm martial arts expert who could be found anywhere.

"How can it be."

"Isn't the old master invincible?"

Zhao Shukui's face began to contort with rage. He knew perfectly well that challenging a terrestrial immortal with only the second realm was a hopeless realm that he could never reach in this life or the next.

Chapter 580 The fragrance disappears and the jade dies

The edge of the huge pit.

Zhao Shukui's gaze was icy, and his swordsmanship converged between his hands, condensing into two three-foot-long swords, one black and one white.

Years ago, when he ascended Mount Daode to challenge the old master swordsman, the latter showed no intent to kill. Instead, he was given a sword strike. In the process of winning, the master swordsmanship of the Mountain and River Sword was opened within him. After seven years of seclusion and imitation, he divided that sword strike into two, mastering it to be ninety percent similar in spirit.

"The cold tide threatens to roll up the banners, but the hills remain unfurled."

The white sword moved forward, this was the way of the sword, not swordsmanship. A torrent of sword energy surged forth, a genuine torrent of water rushing endlessly. The sword light cut the giant pit in half, filling it with extreme destructive power against flesh and blood.

The power of time surrounds us.

The moment Jiang He recovered, he had already grasped the silver spear. After the enemy entered the Divine Transformation, his basic lethality increased greatly. If he were to deal with Yuan Changling, no matter how he disintegrated his body, he would probably be slaughtered.

A surge of sword energy swept in, and the pure Yang power and inexplicable sword intent caused excruciating pain throughout the body.

call!

Jiang He handed over the silver spear, its tip flashing with cold light. The space in front of him shattered, and then a tremendous devouring force erupted. The legendary secret technique, Return to the Void, was activated. The spear's light swallowed the raging tide like a black hole, forcibly creating a foothold.

Wow!

The raging tide suddenly parted, and a sword light struck. Zhao Shukui risked his own flesh and blood being corroded and reduced to a skeleton, but he still managed to get close enough to grasp the sword and slash horizontally.

The pure white sword beams were thin yet powerful.

Jiang He narrowed his eyes and activated the dual Overlord Armor, but the sword light in his Divine Transformation state seemed to cut through everything, shattering the armor one after the other, and then splitting his torso in two.

Time reappeared, but the void was interrupted, causing a surge of sword energy that directly submerged the resurrected Jiang He.

As the raging tide receded and time returned, Zhao Shukui turned around in mid-air, looking at the enemy who had regained their former glory, his eyes filled with extreme anger.

"Monster, I refuse to believe I can't kill you!"

"Heaven and earth have always been filled with towering peaks, but never with wild geese."

Zhao Shukui handed over his black sword, and in an instant, towering mountains appeared, with ten thousand black swords forming a mountain range that completely surrounded Jiang He at the very center. Then, the mountain range began to rotate, and its incomparably powerful strangulation force once again sent him to his grave.

But time has been relentlessly persistent to an unimaginable degree.

Jiang He recovered from his near-death experience, his expression thoughtful. "The gap in the time ring... no one has ever really managed to seize it before."

With three consecutive kills, this swordsman from Sichuan clearly possesses overwhelming killing power, and is extremely experienced, or perhaps has the corresponding talent.

Zhao Shukui landed on the other side of the giant pit, his body covered in flesh and blood. The fact that he had survived being killed by his enemies made his expression extremely gloomy.

"I don't believe there's anything in this world that can't be solved."

The black and white swords merged, and the sword technique bestowed by the old master almost reappeared. The brilliant sword light descended from the sky, like mountains falling or a celestial river pouring down, with unparalleled speed and force.

Jiang He looked up, her vision filled with the gleam of swords.

"Very strong, but only at the Immortal level."

The Divine Transformation: The End of the Divine World begins. Thick black mud covers Jiang He's entire body. He casually raises his hand and activates the privilege created by the Golden Overlord.

Dominate Enemy: Immune to one attack of the same or lower rank, once per day.

The Milky Way poured forth, yet Jiang He calmly strode forward, letting the ultimate destructive power of the Mountain and River Sword Dao wash over her entire body.

Zhao Shukui was shocked. He frantically thrust out swords, his inexhaustible sword energy draining away, yet his enemy remained unharmed and continued to walk towards him unhurriedly.

In just a few breaths, the shock on his face turned into confusion, then into helplessness, until Jiang He stood in front of him, and he had despaired completely.

"What a joke."

"There's no way to kill him!"

What Zhao Shukui didn't know was that the area outside the walls of the Gluttony Paradise was already scarred with sword marks, and the land was ravaged.

Jiang He calmly thrust out a spear, and the Void shattered Zhao Shukui's defense. When the power of the Great Sin - Wrath was activated, the spear light was greatly enhanced, devouring everything, whether it was the black sword, the white sword, or even the swordsman himself.

Snapped!

Time pulled Zhao Shukui back from the brink of death, leaving only a deep-seated numbness on the face of this swordsman from Sichuan.

"I need someone like Xiao Qingzhi, and you barely qualify," Jiang He said calmly.

There was no reply; Zhao Shukui stood motionless in place.

Jiang He grabbed the other person's shoulder and kicked him in the knee.

Zhao Shuku knelt on one knee, looked up blankly and said, "You can't kill me at all, what use am I to you?"

“I can’t just personally handle everyone.” Jiang He asked, “Does the Shushan Sword Pavilion have any military strategists or sorcerers?”

After a long pause, Zhao Shukui lowered his head and replied, "There is a specialized lineage of soldiers and swordsmen."

“Good. Then go back and lead the people to migrate. I will be waiting for you in the capital in a month. Sword Pavilion can replace Xuanjin Manor, or even go further and become the state religion,” Jiang He said.