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Translator: CinderTL
Crimson law-breaking divine light illuminated the Corpse Coffin.
Gong Tianzong, who was channeling all his energy into the treasure pearl before him, suddenly felt a strange mental disorientation.
He immediately realized that the Corpse Coffin, his natal magic treasure, which had always responded to his commands like an extension of his own arm, now moved sluggishly and erratically. Controlling it felt strained and unnatural.
Gong Tianzong had no time to ponder whether this was caused by the crimson light, the void fiend's divine sense attack damaging his divine soul, or a combination of both.
He immediately ceased channeling energy into the treasure pearl.
The pearl was a Divine Soul Defense Spirit Treasure, meant to help him resist the void fiend's divine sense attacks.
But now, he couldn't afford to prioritize that.
The void fiend's divine sense attacks, at most, would only shake his sea of consciousness and damage his divine soul. Though painful, they posed no immediate threat to his life.
The moment the Corpse Coffin's control faltered, Gong Tianzong's peripheral vision caught the black-edged short sword suddenly moving.
This was the true life-threatening danger!
With the Lifebound Corpse Coffin's control compromised, defensive gaps would inevitably appear, leaving him vulnerable to the enemy's attacks.
Gong Tianzong hastily commanded the Blood Corpse to return and reinforce his defense.
With the Blood Corpse bestowed by Lord Xuan Gu, blocking the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword should still be manageable.
After a series of clashes, Gong Tianzong had abandoned any thought of killing Gou Jun, focusing solely on survival.
After all, the opponent had repeatedly used Substitute Puppets while continuously burning his blood essence to power the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword. Both were utterly bizarre feats, impossible for ordinary cultivators.
No!
It wasn't just ordinary cultivators who couldn't achieve such feats; no cultivator could.
This Gou Jun, despite possessing only the strength of the Early Body Integration Stage, exerted more pressure than any Body Integration Stage cultivator Gong Tianzong had ever faced.
Yet the Blood Corpse, Gong Tianzong's last hope, failed to return in time.
The blood sea torn apart by the Blood Corpse earlier had inexplicably reformed, and from its depths emerged hundreds of crimson tentacles, coiling toward the Blood Corpse like venomous pythons.
The Blood Corpse's claws blurred into countless afterimages, each strike shattering the tentacles into fragments like withered branches and rotting leaves, scattering a bloody rain.
But this overwhelming assault inevitably slowed the Blood Corpse's return.
That momentary delay sealed Gong Tianzong's doom.
The Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword had circled high above and now descended with unstoppable force, aiming directly at his head.
Even before the blade struck, a chilling killing intent washed over him, sending shivers down Gong Tianzong's spine.
With both his Lifebound Corpse Coffin and Blood Corpse, his two most powerful techniques, simultaneously restrained, Gong Tianzong could only summon a jet-black shield to protect his head.
Malevolent Qi erupted from the shield, coalescing into a colossal, ghastly skull.
The skull, its maw gaping wide, lunged to devour the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword.
Yet the moment the skull touched the sword's radiant edge, it melted away as swiftly as snow before the scorching sun.
The sword's momentum, unstoppable as a landslide, crashed into the shield.
Crack!
A sharp, brittle sound echoed through the air.
Several fissures spiderwebbed across the shield's surface before it shattered completely, scattering fragments and residual Malevolent Qi in all directions.
The destruction of his Spirit Treasure triggered a violent backlash, causing Gong Tianzong to cough up a mouthful of blood.
Forcing down the surging Qi and Blood, he seized the brief respite afforded by the shield's destruction to attempt an escape. But a flash of cold light cut through the air.
His head, severed cleanly from his body, soared skyward, trailing a spray of crimson blood.
The severed head's eyes remained wide open, as if in disbelief at its own demiseβa mixture of fury and lingering resentment etched across its features.
Gong Tianzong's divine soul erupted from the severed head.
"Gou Jun!" the soul roared, its voice crackling with fury. "Lord Xuan Gu left a wisp of his divine soul within me. Kill me, and Lord Xuan Gu will never let you live!"
As he spoke, a wisp of white light erupted from his headless corpse, surging into Song Wen's body with lightning speed.
"How dare you, junior! Killing a member of the Divine Blood Gate will bring the full might of my true form upon you. You will beg for death, but find no escape..."
The wisp of white light transmitted a mental message directly into Song Wen's mind.
But before the threat could be completed, it was forcibly dragged into Song Wen's sea of consciousness and devoured by the Sea of Consciousness Black Hole.
Song Wen was somewhat surprised.
He had slain many Divine Blood Gate cultivators, including several core disciples, but this was the first time he had encountered a soul fragment implanted within someone's body.
And it was found in Gong Tianzong, a cultivator who had only recently become a core disciple.
Could it be that my slaughter of so many Six Fiends Hall members has drawn the attention of the Divine Blood Gate's higher echelons? Are they determined to find the culprit, investigate whether someone is targeting their sect, or make an example of me?
As Song Wen pondered these questions, a cold glint arced through his Primordial Qi, returning to his sideβthe Soul Cleaving Blade.
Despite being besieged by numerous powerful techniques, including the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword, Haotian Divine Thunder, Blood Sea Seal, law-breaking divine light, and shadow void's divine sense attack, it was ultimately this mid-grade spirit treasure that delivered the killing blow to Gong Tianzong.
Meanwhile, after Gong Tianzong's death, the Blood Corpse fell silent, hovering in mid-air. The blood sea that had been restraining it surged violently, engulfing Gong Tianzong's mangled remains and severed head.
On the other side, the rain of blood shredded by the Blood Corpse's claws coalesced into a small pool, which then transformed into a slender tentacle. The tentacle snaked westward into the pitch-black depths of the Primordial Qi.
Moments later, the tentacle returned, dragging the fleeing Feng Chang back with it.
After Gong Tianzong had betrayed him once, Feng Chang had finally realized that Gong Tianzong cared nothing for his life or death. Seizing the opportunity during Song Wen's battle with Gong Tianzong, he had fled as far as he could.
However, before he could escape, the battle had already concluded.
"Senior, please spare me! I know of an ancient cultivator's cave dwelling protected by an extremely profound restriction formation. It must contain..."
Song Wen had no patience for his pleas. He simply activated the tentacle, crushing Feng Chang's body into a bloody pulp.
This was no place to linger. After retrieving Gong Tianzong's Blood Corpse and Corpse Coffin, Song Wen withdrew the surging blood sea and fled at top speed.
However, instead of fleeing beyond the Primordial Qi Death Zone, he raced along its edge, moving horizontally.
Less than a hundred breaths after his departure, a figure arrived at breakneck speed.
The newcomer wore a black robe, his face cold and stern, his eyes like icy pools, yet his brow was slightly furrowed.
His gaze swept over the battle-scarred earth below and the still-churning Primordial Qi that permeated the area.
"Gong Tianzong must have been killed here."
"Judging by the lingering aura, the culprit was a single Body Integration Stage cultivator."
"But why did the wisp of my soul I left on Gong Tianzong suddenly vanish? A Body Integration Stage cultivator shouldn't be capable of such a feat!"
Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he turned toward the direction Song Wen had fled.
"I've detected your lingering aura. Once I capture you alive, I'm sure you'll be eager to answer my questions."
The black-robed figure moved swiftly, pursuing the faint trace of aura. After chasing for over a thousand miles, he abruptly halted.
"How could the aura vanish so abruptly here? As if it had never existed at all?"
(End of the Chapter)
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