Martial Dao Slaying Gods

"Ninety Thousand Folds of Xiantian?" The Son of Heaven of the Nether Court was terrified. What kind of realm was that? Ordinary Qi Refiners had only nine realms: Qi Gathering, Knocking on the Pass, Mutual Refining, Second Knocking on the Pass, Twelve Storeyed Pavilions, Jade Pool, God Bridge, Third Knocking on the Pass, and Ascension. Ninety thousand folds of Xiantian—he would have ascended beyond the Beyond-Heaven, outside the outside world! Facing Xu Ying's killing intent head-on, his spirit suffered an immediate impact, his mind trembling. In an instant, his vision turned blood-red, as if an ocean of blood was surging toward him. Even a formidable being such as he, when facing the killing intent of the Martial Dao slaying gods, was buffeted into seeing hallucinations! This move was the seventh method of the Eight Methods of the God of War: the God-Slaying Method. Its killing intent was monstrous, the most murderous stance among the eight. Yet the Son of Heaven of the Nether Court was an immortal corpse after all, born with immense might. Even though suppressed by the Immortal Dao power from Beyond-Heaven, the remnant strength within him was still extraordinary! *Boom!* Colliding with Xu Ying's God-Slaying Method, his vital blood churned from the shock, but he instantly realized that Xu Ying's "Ninety Thousand Folds of Xiantian" Martial Dao true qi was actually not as dense as his own remnant dharmic powers! The hallucination of the blood sea before his eyes dispersed at once. Shifting stances, he laughed heartily. "And here I thought the Ninety Thousand Folds of Xiantian was something extraordinary, but it turns out to be nothing more than this! Take my God-Shaking Finger!" He pointed a finger forward, and yin winds instantly arose in all directions as Netherworld qi swirled. The Son of Heaven's cloak whipped in the wind, his entire form enveloped in darkness like an emperor ruling the Netherworld, striking straight at Xu Ying's soul! The God-Shaking Finger specifically targeted a cultivator's Primordial Spirit, Golden Core, or soul, executing them with a single strike. This finger strike held boundless might, yet Xu Ying neither dodged nor retreated. Engaging in close-quarters combat, he converted the God-Slaying Method into the Dao Hammer Method, using the power of the Martial Dao to shake the Son of Heaven's Primordial Spirit. Before their finger force and fists even made contact with each other's physical bodies, they had already struck each other's soul and Primordial Spirit. Xu Ying's figure swayed slightly, but the Son of Heaven's Primordial Spirit was blasted right out of the immortal corpse, hurtling dozens of li backward! "This is impossible!" he cried out in shock, looking at the immortal corpse floating before Xu Ying. Xu Ying was merely a green young lad. Even if he had cultivated a Primordial Spirit straight from his mother's womb, it could never match the strength of an immortal god's Primordial Spirit! Yet the reality was that when both executed divine abilities aimed at the soul and Primordial Spirit, it was he, the ruler of the Nether Court, whose Primordial Spirit was sent flying! *His soul must have been punctured to death by my God-Shaking Finger, right?* The Son of Heaven flew back at top speed, hope rising in his heart. Yet in the next moment, Xu Ying unleashed the Heaven-Overturning Method. His fist exploded through the sky like an immortal artifact arriving from another world, smashing directly onto the head of the Son of Heaven's corpse! *Boom! Boom! Boom!* Fist after fist fell, and in an instant, a massive depression was battered into the skull of the Son of Heaven's immortal corpse! Seeing that several consecutive strikes of the Heaven-Overturning Method had failed to shatter the corpse's head, Xu Ying silently praised, *As expected of an immortal's body.* Just then, Li Xiaoke charged in. Without hesitation, Xu Ying swept his leg across, kicking heavily into the immortal corpse's neck. The corpse tumbled and rolled through the air, hurtling toward Li Xiaoke. Li Xiaoke visualized the Xiaoyao Bell. The Dao image of a great bell manifested, blocking the incoming corpse. With a thunderous *clang*, Xu Ying's fist followed right behind, smashing into the corpse's face and slamming its head against the light barrier of the Xiaoyao Bell! The true Xiaoyao Bell had already been destroyed by Fairy Qingbi; what Li Xiaoke wielded now was merely a divine ability. With his cultivation suppressed by the Immortal Dao, the dharmic powers he could barely muster at this moment were simply incapable of stopping Xu Ying's full-strength Martial Dao attack. Although Xu Ying's fist landed on the corpse's face, the impact crashed into the bell, causing fissures to crawl across its surface! *Clang! Clang! Clang!* Xu Ying pounded down with strike after strike, hammering the corpse's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose deep into its face until the great bell shattered with a crash. Li Xiaoke's vital blood surged violently from the shock, forcing him to stumble back repeatedly. Just then, the Son of Heaven charged forward in fury, his Netherworld qi condensing into the Netherworld Pagoda Divine Saber. Whistling through the air, the Son of Heaven spun his body, the Netherworld Pagoda Divine Saber swirling alongside him as he slashed at Xu Ying three times in rapid succession—*clang, clang, clang!* Xu Ying held his right hand across his waist and his left at his neck, bursting with power to block two of the slashes, but he could not stop the third, and the blade hacked into his forehead. "A hit!" the Son of Heaven rejoiced. The blade light sizzled with sparks flying as it dragged across Xu Ying's forehead, leaving only a faint white mark. The Son of Heaven was appalled. Xu Ying felt slightly dizzy from the blow, and Li Xiaoke seized the opportunity. With a twirl and gentle wave of his sleeve, a great bell formed, its opening aimed straight at Xu Ying as it rang out with a deafening blast! Waves of sound stacked upon one another, blasting the clothes across Xu Ying's chest to shreds and knocking him flying backward! With his other hand forming a sword incantation, sword qi whistled out from behind Li Xiaoke one after another, tearing through the air and piercing into Xu Ying in rapid succession! In an instant, Xu Ying was struck in his eyes, ears, throat, Baihui acupoint, chest, waist, kidneys, and more, as sword radiance engulfed the youth! When the sword radiance faded, Xu Ying stood upon the thick chain binding the jade coffin in tattered clothes, without a single wound on his body. Li Xiaoke's expression turned grim. With a slight flick of his sword fingers, the discharged sword qi swiftly returned, whistling down from the sky and sinking back into his crown. The Son of Heaven took the opportunity to re-enter his corpse. The immortal body had suffered a caved-in forehead and a face sunken deep into its skull from Xu Ying's beating. The Son of Heaven tugged his nose, eyes, and mouth back out one by one, though his eyes remained crooked and his vision skewed. Li Xiaoke rested a palm on him, channeling over some longevity immortal medicine from his Mud Pill cave-heaven, allowing the wounds on the Son of Heaven's head and face to heal slightly. "Sword divine abilities diminish in power over distance; the farther they travel, the more severely they attenuate," Li Xiaoke said in a deep voice, staring at Xu Ying. "A sword can only unleash its greatest power when held in hand. It has been a long time since I fought someone with sword qi grasped in my own hands." Controlling the immortal corpse, the Son of Heaven gripped the Netherworld Pagoda Divine Saber and said, "Though this body of mine is dead, its greatest asset is not dharmic power, but physical strength. Only by holding the saber in hand can this power be pushed to its peak!" Flanking him from left and right, they charged toward Xu Ying almost simultaneously! Both were thoroughly humiliated and furious. One was the grand Sect Master of Jiulong Mountain, who had roamed unhindered for three thousand years as an angler who cultivated over a dozen Nuo master aristocratic families; the other was the supreme sovereign of the Nether Court, who commanded all the deities of Shenzhou and enjoyed the veneration of the masses. Yet here they were, thrashed by Xu Ying! Turning their shame and fury into killing intent, they rushed along the iron chains. "No matter what, he must be eliminated, or our reputations will be ruined!" They exchanged a look, their minds aligned. *Not a word of today's events can leak out! Later, those disciples and ghost gods must all be silenced!* Xu Ying sprinted along the iron chain, choosing not to linger in battle, and activated the Extreme Intent Freedom Technique to leave the two behind. *The Extreme Intent Freedom Technique is truly wonderful,* the youth couldn't help but marvel. *Even though running away when outmatched chips away at one's martial spirit, it really is fast!* The chains binding the jade coffin were extraordinarily massive, far thicker than divine dragons. Huge scales emerged along the chains, all inlaid with silver iron plates bearing intricate patterns. At this moment, these patterns lit up continuously, humming and flowing with mysterious energy. Xu Ying sped forward, darting and weaving to avoid the glowing patterns, finally following the chain to the mountain peak. His speed grew slower and slower; even the Extreme Intent Freedom Technique could no longer grant utter freedom here. Terrifying pressure bore down from every direction—not only the sealing power emanating from the chains, but also the binding force from the crater of the Five-Colored Mountain, and the suppressive force radiating from the Immortal Dao runes floating around the jade coffin. Above in the sky, the array formation formed by the awakened immortal corpses joined together! Beyond heaven, there was even a towering figure casting spells across realms to suppress the Five-Colored Mountain! Reaching this point, the immense pressure was no different from bearing an entire mountain on one's back! Looking ahead, Xu Ying saw that the peak of the Five-Colored Mountain resembled a volcano. The burial place of the coffin was a crater of unfathomable depth. Five-colored qi surged forth from the crater, this mystical heaven and earth yuan qi stimulating various seals along the inner crater walls as well as the markings on the iron chains. Even the immortal corpses in the sky were activated by the five-colored yuan qi, turning into part of the seal. The Immortal Dao runes around the jade coffin were likewise powered by the five-colored yuan qi! Together, these seals formed the vast sealing system of the Five-Colored Mountain, suppressing the jade coffin within the mountain, and the source of power sustaining all of this was this peculiar five-colored yuan qi. *No wonder five-colored yuan qi spilled out whenever the jade coffin attempted to break free,* Xu Ying realized. Pushing his vital blood to its limit, he strode along the chain against the pressure toward the jade coffin, his sights set on the purple immortal herb atop it! "Eh! This Immortal Dao rune is almost identical to the Dao-script rune for imprisonment that seals me!" Sweeping his gaze across, Xu Ying saw that the structure of an Immortal Dao rune on the left side of the jade coffin was identical to the structure of the imprisonment rune. His understanding of this particular Immortal Dao rune was deepest, and he had cracked it most frequently; a single glance was enough to grasp its inner workings. At the same time, Li Xiaoke and the Son of Heaven arrived as well, attacking from behind. Xu Ying relied on the swiftness of the Extreme Intent Freedom Technique, whereas they were among the supreme figures of this world. Li Xiaoke had stepped into the Realm of the Six Immortals, barely propping open over forty cave-heavens behind him, while the Son of Heaven possessed a powerful Primordial Spirit, and his body was an immortal corpse. The two attacked Xu Ying simultaneously. Even under immense suppression, the saber qi remained fierce and sword radiance flickered, packing enough power to threaten Xu Ying's life! Three figures leaped and bounded along the chains. Xu Ying pushed the Eight Methods of the God of War to the pinnacle, clashing head-on against the two peerless masters. In a one-on-one fight under these conditions, he could best either of them, but fighting both at once proved overwhelming. Suddenly, the jade coffin shuddered and began to slowly sink downward, evidently unable to withstand the fivefold suppression and seals. Xu Ying, Li Xiaoke, and the Son of Heaven all grew anxious, trading blows while pressing toward the jade coffin. If this jade coffin were fully suppressed and forced back down into the crater of the Five-Colored Mountain, who knew how many ages it would take to surface again? Especially Li Xiaoke and the Son of Heaven—both suffered from fatal injuries and desperately needed the immortal medicine to heal themselves! Just as the three were about to reach the jade coffin, the chains rattled violently as the coffin sank further, dragging the chains with it, while the pressure bearing down from above grew ever heavier! Evidently, the entity within the jade coffin was finding it increasingly difficult to resist the fivefold sealing suppression, causing the coffin to sink. The pressure weighing upon them doubled in an instant. Four more of Li Xiaoke's cave-heavens were crushed shut, and the Son of Heaven's steps grew sluggish. Xu Ying grunted, struggling to channel the Earth-Overturning Method to parry the Netherworld Pagoda Divine Saber, only for Li Xiaoke's sword qi to strike out without warning toward his throat. Xu Ying clamped the sword qi with two fingers, but with the tip pressing against his throat, he was driven backward until he crashed against the jade coffin with a thud. The Son of Heaven swung the Netherworld Pagoda Divine Saber, slashing horizontally at Xu Ying's waist! Right then, a large hand reached out and seized the Son of Heaven's wrist. Unable to complete the slash, the Son of Heaven was startled and whipped his head around, only to be met by a burly, white-haired old man and an incoming fist expanding before his eyes. *Boom!* His facial features were punched sunken into his face once more, and his Primordial Spirit was nearly jarred out of the body, leaving him shocked and furious. "Xu Ying!" The tall, white-haired old man shouted at Xu Ying, though his eyes were filled with confusion. Xu Ying was both surprised and delighted. "Wu Tianzun, you're alive? Your Majesty, Xiaoke, you can now witness the power of the One Million Folds of Martial Dao Xiantian realm!" The white-haired old man was indeed Wu Tianzun. Reaching out with his left hand, he bent his fingers and flicked—*twang, twang*—striking Li Xiaoke's sword qi and shattering it to pieces! "Xu Ying?" Wu Tianzun looked at him and smiled, filled with joy like a child. Suddenly, blade light flashed as the Son of Heaven seized the opening, chopping down hard onto his head with a ringing *clang*. The Netherworld Pagoda Divine Saber bounced high into the air. The Son of Heaven was startled. Li Xiaoke swept his sleeve, and a great bell flew from within it, hurtling straight for Wu Tianzun's face. *Dong!* Ripples of folds were blown across the white-haired elder's face. Then he opened his mouth and roared like ten thousand dragons howling in unison. The bell shattered, and Li Xiaoke grunted, stumbling back two steps! Wu Tianzun struck with a seal stamp; Li Xiaoke coughed up blood and flew backward, feeling utter anguish in his heart: *Why isn't this old bastard being suppressed?* The Son of Heaven charged in close, relying on his immortal corpse body to trade blows head-on with Wu Tianzun, only for a crisp *crack* to ring out as his arm bone snapped. "Brother Xiaoke, join forces!" the Son of Heaven cried. Li Xiaoke charged back, channeling over longevity immortal medicine, and the two joined forces to attack Wu Tianzun. Right then, the sky suddenly darkened. Hurriedly looking up, they saw the sky folding and pressing downward. The jade coffin could no longer withstand the suppression of the five seals and was sinking deeper and deeper into the crater! The surrounding seals shone with dazzling brilliance, firmly gaining the upper hand. Once the sky above them finished folding shut, no one would be able to escape this terrifying fivefold seal! Li Xiaoke and the Son of Heaven instantly abandoned Wu Tianzun and Xu Ying to rush outside, only to be overtaken by Wu Tianzun, who held them back. "Have you lost your mind?!" Furious and panicked, the two fought desperately to surge upward. Li Xiaoke shouted, "If you want to die here, we're not dying with you!" Suddenly, the iron chains rose into the air, and the dragon scales upon them flew up one after another, gradually blotting out the sky until fewer and fewer gaps remained. *We're finished!* despair gripped their hearts. Xu Ying looked at the Immortal Dao rune for imprisonment. A thought struck him, and he charged toward the rune, shouting, "Wu Tianzun!" Wu Tianzun cast Li Xiaoke and the Son of Heaven aside, leaped across, and landed beside Xu Ying, bearing a simple, innocent smile. He was now like a three-year-old child; his past memories had not returned, and he only barely remembered Xu Ying. Xu Ying unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks at the imprisonment rune, shouting, "Do as I do!" Wu Tianzun imitated him, striking at the rune with both fists and feet in the exact same sequence of techniques. In that brief span, Li Xiaoke and the Son of Heaven had been battered black and blue by Wu Tianzun, their bones broken and sinews snapped. As they were treating their wounds, they saw this and suddenly understood. Exchanging a glance, they realized, *If we want to get out alive, there is only one way: break the Immortal Dao runes and let the being inside the coffin break the grand seal for us! Only then will we have a chance to escape!* The two rushed toward one of the Immortal Dao runes as well, unleashing their strongest methods against it without a second thought! *Boom!* Terrifying immortal radiance erupted. Knowing things had gone awry, Li Xiaoke and the Son of Heaven were thrown backward uncontrollably. In the next moment, their physical bodies were pierced by the immortal light, their Realms of Xiyi riddled like sieves, and even their Primordial Spirits were left mangled and full of holes—injuries countlessly more severe than the beatings dealt by Xu Ying and Wu Tianzun! Bewilderment seized their minds. *What happened? Why didn't they suffer backlash from the Immortal Dao runes...?* The martial arts Xu Ying executed were specifically designed to unravel the imprisonment rune. Though Wu Tianzun had returned from the dead, he had the intellect of a three-year-old child and did not know how to break the rune, but fortunately, he could mimic every move. The two moved with blinding speed, raining down countless punches and kicks within breaths, striking every critical nexus of the imprisonment rune! The imprisonment rune suddenly lost all its power and shattered with a hum! Xu Ying withdrew his hands, nervously watching the jade coffin. The jade coffin continued to sink, the chains rattling noisily, and the suppressive force pressing down from the sky did not lessen in the slightest. Suddenly, the jade coffin came to a halt. The flickering runes along the crater walls all blazed to life at once, and the chains pulled taut. *Boom!* Dragging the iron chains behind it, the colossal jade coffin shot into the sky!