Chapter 105: Chapter 103: Slaying the Prince
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and shattered bones littered the ground. Jiang Jichen stood in the center of it all, his clothes dyed with blood, yet he laughed wildly. "Haha... How satisfying! How exhilarating!"
A satisfying slaughter, an exhilarating battle!
All the pent-up frustration from the past few days was swept away, but his will to fight only grew stronger.
Watching the incredibly savage Jiang Jichen laughing so maniacally, the crowd, beyond their shock, now began to feel a sense of dread.
Seven Samurai at the Innate Third Realm Perfect Realm! And yet, they were all obliterated in the span of just seven breaths.
What was bloodshed? What was savagery? What was power? This was it!
On the ninth floor of the restaurant, the black-robed elder who had been waiting to enjoy the show now wore a dark expression. He had never expected a turn of events like this.
Although the Old Emperor had heard that Jiang Jichen’s combat prowess was astonishingly heaven-defying and could not be measured by his Cultivation Realm, seeing it with his own eyes made him realize the man was far more monstrous than the rumors suggested.
The Old Emperor looked at the black-robed elder and said, "Envoy Feng, you see, this..."
The black-robed elder had nearly been unable to resist intervening himself, but recalling the words he had just spoken, he could only say, "No rush. We’ll wait. My Young Master wishes to personally eliminate that little bastard!"
But the Old Emperor replied, "How could we do that? My unworthy grandson is more than enough. There’s no need to trouble Young Master Feng!"
...
On the eighth floor of the restaurant, many who had only heard tales of Jiang Jichen’s deeds were now witnessing them firsthand, leaving them even more profoundly shocked.
Even Feng Tianxing and Prince Wuling were astonished by Jiang Jichen’s combat prowess.
Prince Wuling stepped forward, followed by three attendants emanating an astonishing Killing Intent. They were his personal bodyguards, each possessing a Cultivation at the Initial Stage of Innate Fourth Realm.
One glance was enough to tell they were veterans of a Slaughter Battlefield. Such men were terrifying—fierce and utterly reckless with their own lives.
Prince Wuling gave a cold smile. "Interesting. To think I actually have to take action myself. It seems I truly underestimated you!"
As he spoke, Prince Wuling positioned himself at a peculiar spot while the other three launched a stealth assault on Jiang Jichen.
Jiang Jichen’s eyes narrowed. The trio’s assault was a suicidal gambit, trading their lives for his, with no regard for their own survival. Meanwhile, Prince Wuling’s position was subtly chosen, allowing him to deliver a finishing blow or launch his own attack at any moment.
As Jiang Jichen dealt with the onslaught from the three Death Warrior Guards, Prince Wuling could deliver a killing blow at any time.
Alternatively, if Jiang Jichen and the three Death Warriors ended up mutually wounded, he could strike with the force of a thunderbolt.
It was a sinister ploy. Against such a scheme, even a Spirit Cultivator at the Innate Fifth Layer Perfect Realm would likely have no choice but to retreat. Otherwise, they would be cut down and killed.
But at this moment, Jiang Jichen’s battle lust was surging, his fighting blood burning like fire. He did not retreat. Instead, he advanced to meet the three Death Warrior Guards, completely ignoring Prince Wuling’s presence, as if deliberately leaving a fatal opening for the Prince to exploit.
Prince Wuling was stunned for a moment, but then a chill ran through him.
’What terrifying combat awareness! Since he knows it’s unavoidable, he’d rather court death to find a new path to life!’
A longsword covered in golden patterns appeared in his hand.
The Golden Pattern Sword, an Innate Ninth-Level Spirit Weapon, was one of the three most famous blades of the Celestial Pearl Royal Family.
The moment Prince Wuling drew this sword, it signified he was about to go all out.
Seeing this, the crowd was once again startled by Jiang Jichen’s might. He had forced Prince Wuling, the foremost young expert in Celestial Pearl, to draw his Golden Pattern Sword.
At that moment, the three Death Warrior Guards, each gripping a dagger that emanated a chilling aura, abandoned all defense. They lunged with maximum speed and power, aiming for Jiang Jichen’s vital points.
Yet, Jiang Jichen still did not evade. Suddenly, the Red Copper Rust Sword appeared in his hand!
"Eight-direction Wind and Rain, Earth and Heaven Shaking!"
With a single stroke of his sword, the world in all directions filled with blossoms of sword light, which rained down like a scattered shower.
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
The sword-light blossoms landed on the three men with a sound like rain on banana leaves. Instantly, the bodies of the three Death Warrior Guards were turned into sieves, pierced by countless holes. Their life force was extinguished in a flash. Their corpses fell, and their blood stained the ground red.
But in that same instant, Prince Wuling made his move. The Golden Pattern Sword erupted with thousands of golden patterns that scattered forth, instantly enveloping Jiang Jichen.
The golden patterns trembled ceaselessly, each one as sharp as a razor, looking as if they could slice through the very air. If they landed on a person, they would be instantly diced into countless fragments.
The timing of this attack was perfect. It came at the exact instant Jiang Jichen unleashed his move to kill the three Death Warrior Guards. He had no time to launch a counter-attack and could only transition into his next Sword Technique.
"In this Three-Zhang Red Dust, I am Heaven and Earth!"
He only had time to activate his Sword Curtain Protection before the thousands of golden patterns descended upon him.
The Sword Curtain Protection only managed to hold for a moment before shattering. The golden patterns, like a swarm of vibrating blades, slashed down upon Jiang Jichen’s body.
In the eyes of every onlooker, Jiang Jichen was about to be diced into a million pieces by the golden patterns.
But in that brief instant the curtain bought him, the Great Innate Acupoint inside Jiang Jichen’s body trembled. Undying Power surged forth, spreading throughout him as the Dao of Body Defense from his Innate Second Realm Perfect Realm fully activated.
SHICK! SHICK! SHICK...
However, the expected scene of Jiang Jichen being dismembered never came. The golden patterns had indeed left countless wounds on his body, but they were only skin-deep. No muscles or bones were damaged, and none of the injuries were fatal.
’What kind of body is that?’
The most shocked person of all was Prince Wuling. He couldn’t believe that his sure-kill attack had been withstood by Jiang Jichen’s physical body alone.
Seeing this, the onlookers could only exclaim, "He’s an absolute freak!"
Indeed, the physical resilience Jiang Jichen was displaying could only be described as freakish. Some even began to harbor a certain suspicion.
Could Jiang Jichen have already stepped into the Innate Body Refining Realm and reopened the long-lost Body Refining Dao?
While the crowd was still reeling in shock, Jiang Jichen didn’t pause for a single moment. Ignoring the blood covering his body, he jabbed a finger toward Prince Wuling!
"Cloud Dissipation Rain Scattering!"
It was the complete first form of the Soul Destruction Finger. Finally, Jiang Jichen could unleash it with a single jab.
Its power... was naturally beyond imagination!
It was as if the white clouds in the sky were shattering and the curtains of rain upon the earth were dissipating. Prince Wuling had many techniques left at his disposal, but in the face of this one finger, he discovered that any defense or attack would be utterly futile.
"This... what finger technique is this?"
Prince Wuling ultimately managed to block the attack, but it cost him half of his shoulder. A hair’s breadth more, and his head would have exploded instead.
he asked, his voice filled with terror.
Jiang Jichen offered no reply, only a merciless slash of his sword.
"One Sword Life and Death Technique!"
When it came to Prince Wuling, Jiang Jichen had only one thought: kill. The Prince’s earlier threats had truly touched his reverse scale.
Already grievously wounded, Prince Wuling now faced Jiang Jichen’s killing blow. He could neither evade nor block it. Death was the only possible outcome.
"I am a Prince of the Celestial Pearl Country! Jiang Jichen, you can’t kill—"
There is a great terror in the face of death. Prince Wuling screamed in fear, but his voice was cut short as Jiang Jichen’s sword lopped off his head.
