Chapter 862 - 862 831 The Death of Immortal Jinyu

862: Chapter 831 The Death of Immortal Jinyu 862: Chapter 831 The Death of Immortal Jinyu “Heehee, thank you, my lord.”

True Sun Maid pulled Thunder Maid along, laughing and retreating quickly, swiftly moving away from Immortal Jinyu and the others.

They didn’t have the deep and calculating minds like Hei Louxi.

The two of them simply felt that the Tu Shan Maiden Corps was a great place to be, with fair punishment and reward, where merit was rewarded, and the future looked bright; they liked the atmosphere where they didn’t have to always be wary of each other, and that was all.

“Even they have…”

Chun Jian and Shanggong felt disheartened seeing this.

Even outsiders who joined midway were now behaving far better than the two of them, which was disheartening.

“Wicked servant!”

“You, as Immortals of Nascent Soul, deign to be servants, I am ashamed to be regarded as a fellow cultivator with you!”

Immortal Jinyu said coldly.

“Kill!”

“Since you are so foolish, once I have slain this person, do not blame me for not sharing the spoils with you.”

Immortal Jinyu’s pale white jade hand pointed at the flying sword.

Clang!

In the domain of the rainstorm with raindrops the size of fists, the water droplet treasures suddenly lunged forward, transforming into sword shapes under the action of an external force, with golden threads inside moving at high speeds, easily tearing through space, extremely sharp.

She still hadn’t lost confidence.

As long as she fought!

It wasn’t even necessary to defeat Tu Shan, just to severely injure him, the maids whose minds had stabilized would definitely start having second thoughts, that was without question.

At that time, there would still be a chance.

Clang clang!

In the instant that Jinyu’s sword was unsheathed, the sounds of swords clanging came from three other directions, the mournful sound of Autumn, the cold and stern killing intent of Winter, the unparalleled swiftness of Lightning.

Four flying swords, the domain of Rain, Autumn, Winter, and Lightning, from within the four misty illusions, four flying swords struck out in unison, sharp auras piercing the heavens, Sword Intent spreading in all directions.

Under the intense pressure, each of the four Immortals of Nascent Soul used their ultimate swordsmanship techniques, which were the culmination of their wisdom in hundreds of years of cultivation and Sword Dao.

As the sword was drawn, there was the movement of wind and thunder, accompanied by illusions, Sword Intent permeating, all four techniques cycles as one, their might instantly amplifying to a terrifying extent.

There was no testing the waters; it was a fight to the death from the start!

Immortal Jinyu had absolute confidence, even an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would not be able to withstand a joint strike from the four of them!

Dare to scheme for the inheritance of Nascent Soul, the legacy above Nascent Soul, dare to collude with external sect Nascent Souls, confident that no matter what, they would not fail.

Even in death

These were her foundations.

“Not bad.”

Jiang Ding nodded.

This power, it was beyond a regular early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Not to mention that they had only ascended to the Nascent Soul Stage a few years ago, and their cultivation base had just stabilized.

Their talents and aptitudes were decent indeed, truly the genius among countless Golden Pill Monks who had fought their way up, calling them heroes of the Northern Plains was by no means an overstatement.

Boom!

Jiang Ding drew his sword, slashing down.

No need for any swordsmanship, just drawing the sword, amidst the rumbling thunder, slashing down.

That was it, no more was necessary.

The rumble of thunder echoed in all directions, imprinted in everyone’s Divine Soul and Sea of Consciousness.

“This is…”

“Sword Qi Thunder Sound!”

Immortal Jinyu was startled.

Chun Jian, Hei Louxi, and other Immortals were shaken, somewhat familiar with this legendary Sword Dao Realm, often fantasizing in their cultivation about breaking through one day.

It should be noted that the strongest among them had only managed to diversify Sword-light into seven Sword Qi streams, the Thunder Sound was far away, and they didn’t know if they would be able to breakthrough in this lifetime.

And these seven streams, were only mastered after breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

The sword arrived in an instant.

Ding!

The silver blade cut precisely into the central node of the sword formation composed of Jinyu’s sword and the other three Autumn, Winter Snow, and Lightning flying swords.

Between one slash and one stab, it was perfectly natural, crucial, yet also held an extremely natural and harmonious aura, the realm of the swordsmanship almost reaching the Transformation Realm, captivating and enchanting to behold.

Boom!

At the moment of contact, Spiritual Light splashed out, the sword formation formed by the four flying swords shattered into nothingness, the vast aura dissipating into the ether.

Then, without any loss in the speed of the silver blade, it suddenly accelerated, striking directly onto the trembling Jinyu’s sword, sending it flying with one strike.

Ding!

A deep notch appeared on the blade of the Immortal Jinyu’s sword.

The Flying Sword let out a mournful cry, shooting backwards, its Spiritual Light dim to the extreme, its aura almost nonexistent.

“My Golden Rain Sword!”

Immortal Jinyu coughed up blood, shouting in shocked anger.

Just a single sword stroke, and their combined attack by four had already collapsed.

Incapable of withstanding a single blow!

Looking back now, their confidence before planning this was ludicrous and absurd.

“Master, please spare my life, Xia Yuan knows her wrongs…”

The Autumn Maid Xia Yuan’s beautiful eyes showed a plea for mercy.

The Tu Shan Maiden Corps were actually quite good!

As long as you made achievements, Spirit Stones, Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, Cultivation Methods, Swordsmanship, none of these were lacking, so why were they bewitched into joining the Great Sun Sword Sect?

The internal strife within the Great Sun Sword Sect was extremely fierce, and aside from having their great sect name, the rest couldn’t compare to the Tushan Maids!

The Lightning Maid and the Winter Snow Maid were filled with regret.

“Weak.”

You all, are too weak.”

Jiang Ding was extremely disappointed, saying, “With such strength, it really shouldn’t be like this, you do not deserve such decisive temperament.”

“I had thought that those with intense greed, intense ruthlessness, intense rebelliousness, they should also possess matching powerful strength, they should be things that appear together and not something that mediocre people could have.”

“Extraordinary people must have extraordinary strength.”

“But why are you like this?”

Jiang Ding sighed, drawing his sword.

“Please, pass away.”

“I hope the next cultivator to rise will have the capability to match their ambition.”

Boom!

The booming Thunder Sound and Sword Qi, the flying sword sliced through like lightning, impossibly fast, beyond Divine Sense.

Space was not ripped apart, instead, it merged with the Sword-light.

The Sword-light and space were no longer opposing but unified, cutting down with the inherent power of space itself, disappearing from all Nascent Soul cultivators’ Divine Senses.

Meanwhile, amidst the thunderous sounds, the terrifying Sword Intent of Destruction seeped into the Divine Souls, causing them to become stiff and stagnant.

“The target is me!”

The soul of Immortal Jinyu trembled incessantly.

“Save me!”

At this life-and-death moment, under the terrifying premonition of death, she burned her Essence Blood, Mana, and Life Energy with a Diabolism secret technique, transforming it into immense power that surged into the Flying Sword.

The Spiritually Dim Golden Rain Sword instantly regained its luster and became even more brilliant.

“Tianqing Rain Curtain!”

Immortal Jinyu bellowed.

Her Life Flying Sword transformed into a stream of rain-colored light!

One became two, two became three, three generated countless forms, turning into heavy rain that covered tens of kilometers, as if becoming the entire expanse of the sky.

Every drop of rain was a Golden Rain Sword, and the Golden Rain Sword was every drop of rain!

It could be said to be a single sword forming an Army Formation!

This was the Sword Dao technique she realized in the brutal wars of the King’s Court.

Her talents and flair were outstanding even among Golden Pill Monks, allowing her with this technique to have the power to slay those of the same level shortly after achieving the Nascent Soul Stage.

“Kill!”

Immortal Jinyu’s Divine Sense merged with the Tianqing Rain Curtain, striking towards the barely discerned Sword Shadow amidst life and death.

At that moment, the entire expanse of the rain curtain came to life as if it had its own will, transforming into a world of swords and rain, enveloping everything, occluding all.

Until, within the rain, a sword-light appeared!

A silver-white Sword-light, carrying the terrible aura of Destruction, Law-Breaking, Annihilation, without any fancy moves, a single sword stroke cleaved into the boundless Tianqing Rain Curtain.

Boom!

Boom!

Beneath the Sword-light, the Tianqing Rain Curtain shattered violently, collapsing; the skyful of sword rain shattered, turning into countless water mists, splattering everywhere, the sword Qi and will of the rain dissipated into nothing, and everything ceased to exist.

All of the Tianqing Rain Curtain collapsed.

Ding!

A clear and distant Sword Qi sounded.

A silver-white Flying Sword flew out from the midst of the water mist, shooting straight into Immortal Jinyu’s eyes, disappearing from sight, piercing through her forehead.