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Endless Lifespan: The Immortal Martial Path (Web Novel) - Chapter 1079 Divine Body Elder Perishes! The Heaven Cleaving Blade! 2
Chapter 1079 Divine Body Elder Perishes! The Heaven Cleaving Blade! 2
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The blazing golden flames that burned ferociously bore a sharpness that could effortlessly sever the body of a Divine Body Martial Saint as easily as it would a straw effigy."Not good!"
Miu Ming’s eyelids twitched, instinctively sensing extreme danger.
"Whoosh!"
In the next instant, the Blade-shaped Yuan God, with Origin Qi flowing on its surface, easily cut through the surrounding river of darkness. It turned into a golden streak in a flash, too fast for even divine senses to capture. It severed everything in its path, making a beeline towards Miu Ming!
The speed of the Blade-shaped Yuan God was too fast to evade, and Miu Ming could only clench his teeth. Divine Patterns converged on his palm as he struck out, causing the void to dent in an attempt to block Su Changkong’s Sky-splitting Blade, meanwhile shifting his body aside.
"Puh!"
But the flicker of golden light was fleeting, and along with spurts of fresh blood, Miu Ming’s right palm was cleaved in half, a clean cut as if it were polished glass!
"How... How is this possible? My Divine Body…"
A pain that stabbed at the soul filled Miu Ming with panic and disbelief.
It was one thing for Su Changkong to be able to injure his Divine Body, refined for nearly a thousand years; leaving some wounds would’ve been shocking enough. But now, in a flash, his palm was chopped off, as easily as breaking dead twigs—a horror that sent chills down the spine!
"Not good... Let’s go!"
Beads of cold sweat dripped down Miu Ming’s forehead as he, without hesitation, grabbed a scroll that appeared in his left palm. It was a Greater Teleportation Scroll made by a Martial Saint with Great Divine Power, capable of instantaneously transporting the user tens of thousands of miles away—a life-saving item.
Miu Ming wanted to activate this Greater Teleportation Scroll to escape; the slash from Su Changkong that had severed his palm had utterly shattered his courage.
But Su Changkong was already prepared; when facing Duan Muming earlier, it was his lack of anticipation for this move that had allowed the adversary to slip away.
"Ssst!"
The Blade-shaped Yuan God, wrapped in golden flames, flashed by like a shooting star, tracing an arc. Before Miu Ming could activate the Greater Teleportation Scroll, his left hand was also sliced off cleanly at the wrist!
"No..."
Miu Ming let out a fierce shriek, realizing the fate that awaited him without his hands.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Without a moment’s hesitation, golden light swirled and cut around Miu Ming, spinning violently.
The dark clouds began to scatter, and the dreadful presence reminiscent of the netherworld quickly faded. Miu Ming stood in the void with horror and unwillingness in his eyes, struggling to squeeze out a few words, "The young... are to be feared..."
"Whirl!"
The next instant, Miu Ming’s body surfaced numerous lines of blood, then his body disintegrated, falling apart and tumbling down. The blood that flowed from his shattered Divine Body painted the desert below with rivers of blood that streamed out in all directions.
This scene stunned everyone around.
From the eruption of Su Changkong’s Yuan God to the killing of Miu Ming took but an instant. The once haughty Miu Ming was dismantled into pieces by the streak of light that was the Blade-shaped Yuan God in the blink of an eye, not even a complete corpse was left!
"How... How could this be? My master... is dead?"
Duan Muming stood there dumbfounded. Today’s vengeance against Su Changkong had been his idea, and for this, he had convinced his master, Miu Ming. He had believed they could easily overpower Su Changkong and avenge the loss of his arm suffered on that earlier day, but the result was Miu Ming falling to Su Changkong’s blade.
"We didn’t even have a chance to make a move..."
Qin Zhan’s forehead was also dripping with cold sweat. They had originally planned to seize the opportunity and attack Su Changkong, yet Miu Ming fell in the blink of an eye, leaving them no room to intervene!
Afterward, a chill ran through the hearts of Qin Zhan and Duan Muming, feeling a cold killing intent settle upon them as Su Changkong locked onto them.
"Wait a second... It has nothing to do with me, I didn’t make a move..."
Qin Zhan hastily cried out in panic. He had a grudge with Su Changkong; it was his disciple, Wang Zhongqiu, who had fallen to Su Changkong’s hand, leading him to join the fray today. He had thought with Miu Ming present, killing Su Changkong would be easy, but now that Miu Ming was slain by Su Changkong, Qin Zhan desperately tried to distance himself, hoping Su Changkong would spare him.
"Puh!"
But the golden streak flashed by without a moment’s pause, relentless. Despite Qin Zhan’s defenses and evasion attempts, it was all in vain. The Blade-shaped Yuan God effortlessly cut through all barriers, severing Qin Zhan’s head, blood erupting from the neck like a fountain!
Su Changkong’s eyes were icy. He had no intention of sparing these avengers; what he intended was to establish his authority, to kill one to warn the others. He wanted the rest of the powerhouses from the Ancient Holy Country to hold back, to deter them from causing unchecked destruction within the Human Nine Nations.
Ssst!
With the full might of his Origin Power, the golden light flashed again, leaving Duan Muming with virtually no chance to resist, as he was promptly killed on the spot.
"I didn’t expect... the gap to be so vast..."
In the moments before his death, Duan Muming felt a certain bitterness. The last time he had contended with Su Changkong, he could still wrestle with him. But now, after just a few years, he was as insignificant as an ant in front of Su Changkong, slaughtered with a flick of the hand, without the slightest ability to resist.
"Spare me... please spare me..."
The other disciples from the Ancient Demon Sect trembled, begging for mercy, one after another. Three Divine Body Realm Peak Masters were slain like chopping vegetables, easily massacred by Su Changkong, a sight that went beyond their comprehension.
Su Changkong did not continue the slaughter of these Ancient Demon Sect disciples. Instead, his figure slowly emerged from the void. Casting a cold glance around, he looked at the fear that had appeared on the disciples’ faces and coldly declared, "Go back and tell your elders that I, Su Changkong, do not like to cause trouble, nor do I fear it. If you wish to seek death, then come. I’ll kill as many as who come!"
