Chapter 563 - 509: Slay

Chapter 563: Chapter 509: Slay

"Let’s see how you’ll escape this time!"

Chu Mu snorted. With a single thought, an Ancient Tower hundreds of feet tall descended from the sky. Its entire body blazed with the Great Sun True Flame, unleashing a terrifying Power of Imprisonment that suddenly enveloped the roiling thundercloud.

Simultaneously, with a wave of Chu Mu’s sleeve, dozens of crescent blade lights shot out like a meteor shower. The sky filled with their brilliant radiance as every single one converged on the thundercloud.

The Flood Dragon roared. The thundercloud roiled as if a Thunder Prison were descending, and streaks of savage lightning coalesced into fist-sized thunder orbs.

In a mere instant, all the roiling thunder and lightning transformed into a dense swarm of deep purple thunder orbs, hovering around the Flood Dragon’s body.

Each orb crackled with electricity, and a destructive aura originating from a Thunder Tribulation billowed out, flooding the heavens.

"ROAR! ROAR!"

As the Flood Dragon let out a piercing roar, the countless thunder orbs split into two groups, one surging toward each of Chu Mu’s two-pronged attacks.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Under the earth-shattering booms, the thunder orbs detonated. Sparks flew, and two massive clouds of intermingling purple and red thunder-fire erupted across the sky, instantly blanketing an area several miles wide.

A terrifying wave of Energy swept out with the clouds of thunder and fire, annihilating everything and everyone in its path with world-ending power.

Under the violent assault, the Ancient Tower shuddered. The still-nascent pocket of imprisoning space it had created was torn open, a fissure barely visible to the naked eye.

"I’m leaving, and you can’t stop me!"

In that instant, the Flood Dragon used its Thunder Escape Technique again, vanishing a thousand feet in a flash. Its wild laughter echoed as it made another perfectly smooth getaway, escaping the suppression of the Nine Dragon Prison Suppression Tower. At the same time, the mass of thunderclouds in the sky flashed and charged ferociously toward Chu Mu.

But Chu Mu seemed to have anticipated this. Right where the Flood Dragon reappeared, a brilliant blade light flared to life. Immediately after, a small Sword Intent Domain rapidly expanded, perfectly enveloping the Flood Dragon the moment it arrived.

In that split second, the world itself seemed to undergo an inexplicable transformation.

Whether it was the still-surging waves of Energy, the spreading, blazing True Flame, or even the Celestial Thunder Power left from the countless exploding orbs—in that single instant, everything transformed. At Chu Mu’s will, it all became the sharpness of Sword Intent, coalescing into an endless, brilliant torrent of blade light!

"I told you. You can’t escape!"

Chu Mu stared coldly at the stunned Flood Dragon. With a slight shift in his thoughts, an infinite sharpness of Sword Intent erupted!

Wherever the Sword Intent Domain extended, a field of dazzling, pristine light arose. As Chu Mu swept his hand through the air, the sky full of blade light rained down like a meteor shower—resplendent and beautiful.

Anyone who dared to probe it with their Divine Sense would discover that each glimmer of light was the sharpness of Sword Intent fused with reality—a great and terrible power capable of annihilating both body and Divine Soul!

Crimson, deep purple, grey-white, transparent...

Within the Sword Intent Domain, all things in heaven and earth became an extension of his Sword Intent. They were the tangible sharpness born from the fusion of illusory intent and reality!

In this patch of sky... he was the sovereign!

The terrifying sharpness shot into the heavens. The rolling thundercloud protecting the Flood Dragon was instantly shattered, obliterated without a trace.

The Flood Dragon, which had been concealed within, was suddenly exposed, like a terrified bride stripped of her robes. It was stunned, horrified, and ultimately... had nowhere left to hide!

Even with its unparalleled physique, it was not truly invincible. Only a body like that of the Corpse Puppet in its former life—refined by Puppetry Skill to surpass the limits of the Golden Core Realm—could claim such a title. Within this Sword Intent Domain, nothing else could be truly... peerless!

The Flood Dragon roared, trying to escape its fate of being sliced into a thousand pieces. But within the Sword Intent Domain that Chu Mu had laid specifically for it, all of creation was under his command. The beast was like a creature trapped in quicksand. Even the slightest movement was an extravagant hope. All it could do was watch helplessly as the countless blade lights descended.

Not a single one of the resplendent blade lights missed, each one striking the Flood Dragon’s hundred-foot-long body. Every blow that landed on its metallic hide left a bloody gash several feet deep!

In an instant, as if subjected to death by a thousand cuts, the Flood Dragon’s body was drenched in blood, covered in wounds!

Slicing the body, severing the Divine Soul!

In the space of a single moment, the Tier Three Late Stage Flood Dragon was pushed into a desperate plight!

The commotion was, of course, clearly visible to the entire city.

In the city center, from the moment Chu Mu appeared, both the numerous Nascent Soul cultivators of the Chen Family and the various Nascent Soul Great Powers trapped within the array had diverted a sliver of their attention to him.

To the Nascent Soul Great Powers on both sides, Chu Mu, a mere Golden Core Cultivator, may have seemed insignificant. But in the grand, heaven-shaking scheme unfolding in Bazhou City, this same insignificant Golden Core Cultivator was undoubtedly an uncontrollable variable.

Without the anomaly that was Chu Mu, the Chen Family’s plot would have been absolutely Seamless!

They would have seized the opportunity to eradicate the scourge of the Vast Sea in one fell swoop; that much was almost certain.

As for the Nascent Soul Ancestors from the various factions trapped in the array, without the anomaly that was Chu Mu, their fate within this scheme was all but sealed.

This was true even for the Sword Dao Nascent Soul.

They would either be suppressed by the Chen Family, their thousands of years of arduous cultivation turned to dust, or they would have to beg for a humiliating survival, their millennia of work reducing them to someone else’s puppet...

But now, because of Chu Mu’s existence, that foregone conclusion had clearly become uncertain.

No matter how insignificant his Cultivation seemed, no one present dared to ignore such a crucial person.

"You dare!"

At that moment, seeing the crisscrossing blade light, a Nascent Soul expert outside the Blood Killing Array roared in fury. That single shout was like the descent of magnificent heavenly might, an indescribably terrifying pressure that instantly crushed down upon the Sword Intent Domain.

The crisscrossing blade lights froze in place. Though their sharpness remained, they began to creak and groan. Under that magnificent heavenly might, they seemed on the verge of shattering into nothingness at any second.

Chu Mu’s calm and composed expression vanished. Veins popped on his forehead, his Magic Robe exploded to pieces, and his bones creaked as his body began to contort under the pressure.

"Bullying a junior, is that all you Chen Family members are good for?"

Inside the array, Xu Lingtian snorted. He swiped his hand, and countless points of sword light instantly exploded, transforming into hundreds of fine golden threads. They fanned out and sank into the Blood Killing Array, surging through the Grand Array’s pathways like a golden torrent of Sword Qi, aimed straight at the Chen Family’s Nascent Soul who dared to bully a junior.

"Hahaha! So that’s all the Chen Family amounts to. A Nascent Soul Ancestor attacking a Golden Core junior? I, for one, would never stoop so low!"

Celestial Yin Ancestor gave a mocking laugh. As his sleeves billowed, his grey-white Magic Robe suddenly turned a startling, blood-dyed scarlet. On its surface, intricate patterns and lines visibly began to trace themselves into existence.

In the blink of an eye, a vivid scene depicting ten thousand ghosts roaring in an Eternal Hell materialized upon the robe.

As Celestial Yin Ancestor raised his hand, the Magic Robe flew up and hovered in the air. It rapidly expanded before their very eyes, transforming into a gigantic Ten Thousand Ghosts Painting that covered an area thousands of feet wide.

A sinister Ghost Qi billowed out amidst rolling dark clouds. It was as if the legendary Ghost Gate had been thrown open. An endless tide of evil ghosts and Resentful Souls poured out from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Painting in the sky. Just like the torrent of Sword Qi, they flooded into the Blood Killing Array, surging along the Array Prohibition’s pathways to assault the Chen Family Nascent Soul on the other side.

At this time, the other Nascent Soul Great Powers trapped within the array also made their moves. Using the partial control they had seized over the Blood Evil Array, they entangled several of the Chen Family’s Nascent Soul Ancestors who were outside.

"You little thief! If you dare kill Xuanyu, I will hunt you to the heavens above and the hells below! I swear I will kill you!"

Pinned down as he was, Chen Shengwu, the Supreme of the Chen Family’s Punishment Hall who had intervened, only had time to leave behind that furious roar. He quickly refocused his Heart Spirit to stabilize the Grand Array while dealing with the Nascent Soul cultivators who had suddenly erupted within it.

"Go ahead and kill him, Chu!"

"When this is all over, I guarantee I’ll keep you safe!"

Celestial Yin Ancestor shot back, laughing wildly and paying no mind to Chen Shengwu’s dark expression.

"That’s right, Young Friend Chu! Go ahead and kill him! The Profound Nether Alliance guarantees your safety..."

The Nascent Soul cultivators within the array all voiced their support, and peals of what sounded like triumphant, cathartic laughter echoed throughout the city.

Meanwhile, taking advantage of the moment that magnificent heavenly might had brought his Sword Intent Domain to the brink of collapse, the heavily wounded Flood Dragon flickered with deep purple lightning. In a single instant, it used another Flying Escape to flee once more.

But this time...

"Oh no!"

Just then, on the third floor of the Celestial Eagle Pavilion, the expression of a Guardian from the Chen Family—a Golden Core Cultivator—changed drastically. "Quick, send a message to Xuanyu True Master! There’s a spatial fluctuation right in front of him! It’s a Puppet, a Space Puppet! Tell him quickly..."

But before he could finish, on the projection screen visible to all, the Flood Dragon appeared. It was covered in mottled, bloody wounds—a truly pathetic sight—yet its expression was still one of relief at having escaped with its life.

But just then, in the empty sky, the Blade Battle Puppet that had been in Concealment within the void abruptly materialized.

Then, a blade flashed.

Even though it was just a monitoring projection, everyone present felt a chill rise in their hearts, as if a blade were pressed to their own necks. It was a bone-deep, icy cold!

As for the Flood Dragon... the look of relief from its narrow escape froze on its face. Even on its ferocious draconic features, one could clearly see an expression of near-incredulous shock.

Before that look of shock even had time to change, it was... frozen for eternity.

The blade light completely consumed the projection of the Flood Dragon. In the crowd’s vision, there was nothing else—only that pristine, brilliant flash, blooming with an extreme and blindingly pure white light!

Suddenly, a splash of red appeared. Amidst the pure white light of the blade, a jarring, mottled crimson emerged.

The next second, blood gushed like a fountain. Streaks of crimson quickly replaced the extreme purity of the white light, and the entire projection screen rapidly turned a glaring, bloody red.

Meanwhile, back in the city, beneath the interweaving spectacle of brilliant blade light and gore, the Ancient Tower hung high in the air. Nine Fire Dragons, each hundreds of feet long, coiled around it, forming a Nine Dragon Divine Fire Array that completely suppressed the area for thousands of feet around.

The dragon’s corpse crashed to the ground, crushing a large swathe of buildings. Dust billowed and blood soaked the earth. Before the Blood Killing Array could even begin to devour it, an invisible force swept over. A spatial fluctuation appeared, and the fallen Flood Dragon’s corpse vanished without a trace, leaving only an imprint on the ground in its shape as proof it had ever been there.

In the center of the Grand Array, a miniature Flood Dragon Soul, wrapped around a Dragon Pill, darted about frantically. But under the Grand Array’s imprisonment, the space of several dozen feet around it was like a cage. No matter how the Flood Dragon Soul tried to flee, it could not cross the boundary by even an inch.

Finally, as a hand formed of Crimson True Flame descended, a heavily sealed Jade Box became the final resting place of this Flood Dragon Soul and its Demon Pill...

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