Chapter One Hundred: As if Worshipping Me

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On the steps leading up the mountain, a ghost messenger in a black veil stood like a statue, more rigid than any deity in the Ocean of Gods.

"The honor mission has been given, why don't you go hunt him down" Shegu Yu's voice suddenly rang out, colder than the mountain wind.

Jiang Wang leaped out from the mirror, which was hidden in Zhū Dàlì's arms and brought into Chai Family's old house by him... This information wouldn't be ignored.

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Logically, Pig Strongarm should be the one to prove himself. But he just stands here.

"Ah," the Tai Ping ghost official was taken aback, as if only just realizing the problem. He sighed and said, "The leader of the Yellow River, the First Inner Palace, Marquis Wu'an... there are too many people. I don't know who to kill."

Thousands of words, still just an unknowing. Unknowing, knowing.

Before he met the leader of the Taiping Dao, Zhu Da had no idea what "Dao" was. He simply drifted through life, day after day.

Perhaps Jiang Wang is a bad person, or perhaps he isn't.

The Taiping Divine Wind Seal has also disappeared, as if it ever existed, or as if it never did at all.

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But the swordsmanship learned from the *Taiping Bao Dao Lu* is still there.

When the Dao Master's spirit descended upon me, the feeling of that incredible battle was still vivid in my memory.

The first time I broke through the cult, and killed the evil god... I still remember.

There is peace in one's heart, the struggles for power and profit are just trivial matters!

What this life seeks...nothing more than...

"Gazing at the bright moon on a long night, wishing for peace for all beings."

He thought that the Taiping Dao must exist, existing in some corner of this world. The ideal of peace throughout the land would surely be realized.

"Indeed." Sheguyu seemed touched by Tai Ping Gui Cha's reply, only saying, "There are too many people in this world, too many gods, and too many demons."

"With my abilities, I'm powerless to help there." Zhu Dali said, "Then what about you Why don't you go hunt him down"

She Gu Yu's voice echoed on the stone steps: "To the demon race, we are all unforgivable sinners. What difference is there between me and him"

She didn't disguise her meaning, either: "Of course, he's dangerous. That's one reason."

So they all fell silent again.

Silence lingered in the mountain wind, only to be broken by the surging waves of the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods.

The divine gold platform, forged with immense power, blazed brightly here. Within its radiance, two terrifying phantoms were coalescing, the wind whipping wildly. The true demons are about to descend!

"I want to live," Shagu Yuyu suddenly said. "I want to live, so I killed them all."

"I don't know why I should live, but I want to live."

As she spoke, she rose, brandishing twin blades that blazed with crimson light, appearing and disappearing like phantoms as she leaped outside the sacred mountain.

Zhu Dali thought about it for a while before realizing that She Gu Yu's answer was referring to the question he had asked earlier about why he had killed his own family.

>I want to live.

Not participating in the pursuit of Jiang Wang was also a way to stay alive.

Now that a genuine demon has descended, she immediately decided to flee, all because she wanted to live. She had no background or support, and her notoriety preceded her. If some true demon casually eliminated her, no one would even speak up about it.

To live, it's really a simple reason.

As for why one would kill their own family in order to live, what logic lies behind this, and what specific reasons are involved... it seems unimportant now.

She Gu Yu just gave Tai Ping Gui Cha an answer.

I wasn't planning on persuading anyone anyway.

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I want to live!

> To survive is the greatest instinct of life.

Knowing he was no match for his opponents and could not be encircled, Jiang Wang chose to leave Shen Shan as his first option after his plan to ignite the Heavenly Demon Altar failed. As long as the pursuit dragged on, the chasers' speed would vary, creating opportunities to defeat them one by one.

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Of course, whether or not it could be grasped is two-sided... The punch Rat Ganlan made before his death was truly too heavy!

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The seal on the Bell of Wisdom could not be broken, and as a result, all associated battle plans were declared null and void.

His already damaged body was once again severely injured. He used the body of Shugalan to restrain Zhuranguo, leapt into the air to draw out Qilang's sword, then turned and fell down the mountain to escape.

It doesn't matter if you go up or down the mountain, it's just a spur-of-the-moment decision. As long as you stay away from the Divine Platform, there are endless possibilities.

But whether it was Lu Qilang or Zhu Lanruo, they were both peerless geniuses, possessing the will of a strong person and not lacking in combat intelligence. It was impossible for them to always be led by his nose.

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If we say that Jiang Wang had the upper hand when he leaped out of the Hongzhuang Mirror, after consecutively killing Shou Galan and Yang Yu, his methods were also recognized!

At this moment, Zhulan stood in the Unfading Spring. A drop of blood leaped on the broken string, which lay before her.

She had eyes that could see cause and effect. In her view, Jiang Wangqiang was strong, but he hadn't yet reached the level of a celestial demon king who swept across the Heavenly Rankings.

Yang Yu and Shou Gaolan were killed in consecutive battles.

Although there are reasons for Jiang Wang's actions, and although they stem from Zhiwen Zhong's influence, it is more about the choices they make in their battle. But even more so, it is the inertia of history!

They have died twice, both times being brought back by time manipulation.

Death comes early to those who sow death.

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If it weren't for the continuous intervention of the great bodhisattvas behind them, they would eventually be swallowed by the backlash of life and death reversal in this world of divine snow. And unfortunately, at this time, the heavens of Shenxiao are free from any evil.

The human prodigy descended from the mountaintop, she welcomed him at the foot of the slopes.

The timeless spring of death can't nourish her, but it can give her strength.

The blood beads on the broken strings were smooth and polished, reflecting a miniature image of the blue-clad monk.

Thus, with the sound of the qin, blades of light, sword flashes, gunshots and arrows... all precisely struck around Jiang Wang's body. No matter how elusive and unpredictable his movements were, not a single strike missed.

At this moment, before me are Zhulanruo and Bulaoquan. Behind me are Lu Qiulang and Ling Xiuhua.

The sound waves' attack was inescapable. He shattered dozens of azure clouds, approaching the limit of his nimble movements in an instant, but was still surrounded by the Sound-Killing Technique.

It seems like it was fate!

Such attacks are undoubtedly disheartening.

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But Jiang Wang's eternally undying crimson eyes simply gazed upon Zhu Lan, whose eyes shimmered like flowing light.

If Zhu Lan could truly achieve fate's predetermination, she would have simply destined Duan Xian to slit his own throat. Why go through all this elaborate attack Based on previous observations, her divine powers allow her to transfer karma and change undesirable outcomes, allowing for a fresh start filled with beauty.

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If one were to lead her astray.

She can still turn back and make a different choice.

What a tricky foe.

At this moment, Jiang Wang's ears glowed with a clear light, revealing their jade color.

Having attained the state of a sound-hearer (Sravaka), he further opened his eyes to the boundless wisdom.

At this moment, all the flashes of swords, blades, gunshots and arrows, in the world of sound and hearing, had clear trajectories.

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Zu Lanruo's appearance was undoubtedly stunning, and her figure was flawless.

But Jiang Wang's gaze was fixed only on her eyes, and all he observed were her vital points.

Anyone who stands in my way... dies!

This sound resembled thunder, rolling out with a boom, sweeping away all the sword light, spear light, arrows... in an instant!

Repelling the Demonic Dao Vajra Thunder!

But the situation was not yet secure.

During Jiang Wang's strike against Zhu Lanruo, he suddenly turned back mid-air. With the force of his spin, he drew his sword horizontally.

Thousands of sword threads have spanned the sky, forcing the world to become frost and snow!

An endless stream of sword qi, like a moon in the mortal realm, reflects light from the heavens.

Just at this moment, a heavy rain began to fall! Lu Qi's sword came down from the sky like lightning, coincidentally landing right as Jiang Wang used Lei Yin to shatter the sound of the qin. If he wanted to kill Zhu Lanruo, he would have to die under Lu Qi's sword first. So, he could only turn and flee.

The sword light was like a torrential downpour, the sword threads like moonlight flying snow.

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Both sides collided, strangling each other in one place, heaven and earth turned white!

Even if billowing dark clouds cover the sky, even if a golden sea of clouds blocks our view.

The hilt of the blade is already shining upon God Mountain, yet there was not a single sound.

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Because the sound of the sword had been integrated into the sword's momentum, it was also clashing!

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Blade light and sword energy, like two well-trained ironclad armies, silently clashed together, deciding victory in every subtle detail.

"To witness such divine swordsmanship at its peak, how joyous!" Rokurota cried out, his earlier solemnity vanishing as he couldn't help but unleash everything he had learned in his lifetime, pushing his sword skills to their absolute limit. He would never again throw dirt on Reiwa's name. No matter what, no matter how complex his feelings were, the path of the Spiritual Father was already clear, and the Spirit Clan must walk among mortals. He still had to move forward as a member of the Spirit Clan...

So he still needed to do something to prove himself, best to take Jiang Wang's head.

Although he was not as fast as Lu Qi's cloud-piercing skills, his determination was no less fervent. He waited for Lu Qi and Zhu Ran to clash before unleashing a powerful attack.

But even in this world of limitless possibilities, Shenxiao, he hadn't expected this possibility to be Jiang Wangxian going all out against him!

And just as he was badly wounded and barely escaping, he attacked him again!

Such swordplay is like a surging tide of people.

When Ling XiHua just stepped out of Yunhai, she saw a vast sea of people all heading this way!

A pair of bone spears instinctively rose before him, the black spirit flames weaving into a gigantic curtain. Yet, the myriad sword threads suddenly vanished.

Jiang Wang's body tensed, shrinking into a ball like a sword, deflecting the endless sword light outside his body. Under the push of the surging waves of sword light, he suddenly changed direction. His speed reached its limit, instantly darting in front of Ling Xi Hua who was about to strike Yun Hai!

>>> He abruptly crashed into Ling Xi Hua's doorstep and, after stretching his limbs, stood tall as a mountain. He drew his human-shaped sword.

If the setting were changed, if they were on a certain stage, Jiang Wang would naturally not mind sparring with Lu Qilang to push the limits of swordsmanship and explore the ultimate end of this realm's sword techniques.

Now that he is on the brink of death, what room is there for talk of swordsmanship improvement Lu Qilang has no such qualifications!

Ling Xi Hua asked himself that he hadn't done anything wrong in the previous battle. He had reacted appropriately based on the changes in the fight. Shū Gālan himself was slow to react and was caught by Jiang Wang's opportunity. That was his own problem.

But it's hard to guarantee that some ill-intentioned individuals won't draw a line of crimson across the blade, that snow-bright sword falling onto the veil of spiritual flames would make only the sound of tearing silk and enter unimpeded!

Even though Mingming had previously stepped on the Three-Sided True Fire and the Thousand Tribulations Spirit Net, it didn't harm the Thousand Tribulations Spirit Net in the slightest.

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Mingming had previously been able to hold off both Lingyan and Samadhi True Fire, but now this pure curtain of Lingyan was instantly burned through!

Ling Xi Hua realized at this moment that, in the previous life-or-death struggle, Jiang Wang had actually set a highly suggestive trap. This terrifying opponent, who clearly understood Ling Yan and could easily dismantle it like incinerating Yang Yu's defense, deliberately chose to stalemate with him. All for this very moment.

He wanted to kill me, and not just for a fleeting moment of advantage or a small gain!

Such thoughts brought Ling Xi Hua a terrifying realization of his mortality. At this moment, all the bone spears in his body surged and flew out, engulfed in flames. They rained down on all sides like a furious storm! The monk in blue robes with frost adorning him tore through the fiery curtain, while Jiang Wang, sword unsheathed, charged forward like a killing god! Even amidst this indiscriminate onslaught of flaming bone spear rain, he pressed on!

A bone spear pierced through the abdomen, a spark of embers flew out.

The agony of Ling Yan burning both his body and soul caused Jiang Wang's forehead to twitch with visible veins.

But he deliberately fell to that position, choosing to be pierced through the abdomen by this bone spear, choosing to suffer the burning pain of this spirit flame. This was all so that he could gain something more!

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The longing for the front line, twisted by flames, was thus cleaved in two with a single sword, severing Ling Xi Hua's waist!

At this critical moment, Ling Xi Hua also demonstrated top-tier reaction ability. His body exploded, shattering into a cloud of black demonic mist.

The flaming sword slashed through the air, instantly obliterating a large amount of demonic mist. However, some of it remained.

Ke Jiangwang could no longer strike another blow. He sighed inwardly, feeling a pang of regret. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he quickly burned his abdominal spiritual flame with the Sanmei True Fire. Without looking back, he surged forward and upward, darting into the golden sea of clouds. He narrowly avoided Lu Qilang's heart-piercing sword!

The residual demonic mist coalesced into a pale-faced Ling XiHua, who hovered in the air for a moment, unsteady. Gritting her teeth, she slowly flew down the mountain path.

Lu Qi's Seven Lang closely followed him into the sea of clouds, sword sounds rolling: "Heavenly Pride of Humanity, dare you not duel with me"

In the sea of gold clouds, a pained thunder echoed: "When you come to Linzi, I shall build an altar and offer incense to you. We will spar for a hundred days!"

The thunderous roar echoed as Leiyin's attack, Lu Qiulang countered with a flash of his sword. Divine power surged around him, parting ways before him. A single sigh was all that answered the human prodigy: "As I wished! Alas, by then, you were no longer here!"

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Jiang Wang was not yet out of the Yun Hai Sea. He was currently swimming in the Shenli Jinhai, trying to use the surging divine power to resist his pursuers and buy himself some time to catch his breath.

But Lu Qi's ability to pinpoint his location was uncanny, and he seemed to swim through the Sea of Divine Might much faster than him! After all, he was a demonic king who had concocted the plan to attack the Divine Infant, so he was undoubtedly better prepared for the power of the sea.

Jiang Wang burst out from the Sea of Divine Power, just in time to see two illusory figures of true demons appear on the golden Sealing Gods Platform!

Absolutely desperate!

The light of Tianfu still shines brilliantly in the golden sea of clouds, Jiang Wang's hand gripping his sword has already turned icy cold. Mouse Galan's fist, Ling Xi Hua's bone spear, injuries that haven't healed since entering the demon realm... He manifests his divine powers, driving the last bit of blood heat, surging into his limbs and bones.

Suddenly turning back in the boundless sea of divine power, he unsheathed his sword and struck it upwards, thunderous sounds booming: "Today, I shall fight you to the death!"

Across the boundless golden sea of clouds, Lu Qiulang also saw the crimson eyes of this human genius, almost catching the blood seeping from within... So he drew his sword and charged towards him.

Though the other party's fate is already sealed.

Although they said a true demon would descend upon the world, one could still watch with composure.

But faced with such a strong enemy, such an opponent...

One should always give the final respect. One should always repay a sword with a sword.

The sword intent roared within, boiling and churning. It practically carved out a vast chasm within the golden sea of clouds.

At this moment, countless divine statues stand silent, as if bowing to the sword, as if bowing to me.

In the midst of a grand hunt, Lord Qi's aura grew stronger with each passing moment. Filled with anticipation, he almost remembered the exhilaration of his first sword swing as a child, ready to face the final climactic battle, seeking the pinnacle of inspiration within the dance of life and death.

And the Xumi Mountain monk with a small bald head in front of him, suddenly pressed out a hand seal. A faint light flashed on his body, and his aura completely converged like a stubborn stone, falling down!

... plunged back into the cloud sea without looking back. Down the mountain again!

Through repeated efforts, struggles, and journeys through the sea of suffering.

He still hasn't given up! He actually still wants to run away!

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