Chapter 279: Chapter 277: I Still Have a Life to Risk
The Thoughtless Life and Death Sword consumed an immense amount of Soul Power!
Even with his Seven-Colored Divine Soul, Jiang Jichen could only use it once a day, and even then, his soul was left feeling weak.
Jiang Jichen had used it once before, and that time it had nearly drained all of his Soul Power.
This time, the Sword Form’s power was even greater, and its consumption of Soul Power was even more immense. Only his Seven-Colored Soul could somewhat bear the cost of this Sword Skill.
This single sword strike was enough to stun everyone present, especially the Flowing Cloud Sect’s second senior brother.
His One Thought Life and Death Sword had been shattered by Jiang Jichen’s technique yet again... even after he had unsealed the third layer of his Surprise Rainbow Sword’s seal, and despite being a Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm.
He suddenly recalled something Jiang Jichen had once told him: "Your sword alone? I’ve never been afraid of it!"
In that moment, the Flowing Cloud Sect’s second senior brother finally understood. Jiang Jichen hadn’t been arrogant; he was... telling the truth!
The others, like Ling Dong, Cang Lengshan, and Su Hao, felt a sense of powerlessness welling up inside them. They had previously sworn to kill Jiang Jichen, but now they realized it wouldn’t be as easy as they had imagined.
Jiang Jichen was growing too fast—so fast they couldn’t even hope to catch up!
They once thought that since they had all broken through to the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Realm while Jiang Jichen’s Realm remained unchanged, killing him should be... child’s play!
But in reality, what a laughable thought that was!
Jiang Jichen carried the Ancient Medicine Cauldron on his back and held the Blood-Dripping Red Copper Sword in his hand. His body was covered in wounds.
His expression was indifferent yet confident, his voice composed and calm.
But he exuded an unbeatable aura, his figure standing as if it could hold up the heavens!
The sixth!
He had said he would kill twelve people. He had now slain six, with six remaining.
The weaker ones who remained felt a chill in their hearts, terrified that they would be next.
"That Sword Skill! He can only use it once! It’s his ultimate killing move, and it has a massive cost. His combat power is at less than half! Everyone, keep attacking! Don’t give him a chance to breathe!"
The Flowing Cloud Sect’s second senior brother calmed his mind. He swore he would slay Jiang Jichen today. Otherwise, his Sword Dao would stagnate at this level for the rest of his life, never advancing another inch.
This was the essence of cultivation—to cultivate one’s mind.
A shadow had already formed in his heart, a Demonic Thought that could only be dispelled by slaying Jiang Jichen.
"Hmph. He’s at the end of his rope. I don’t believe he can struggle for much longer. Jiang Jichen... go to hell!"
Nangong Jinjie, however, felt no fear, only hatred. He charged ferociously toward Jiang Jichen.
Facing Nangong Jinjie’s killing blow, Jiang Jichen spoke with a chilling tone, "Nangong Jinjie, you’re one of the twelve!"
Jiang Jichen’s words made everyone’s expression change.
Who here didn’t know that Jiang Jichen had declared he would slay Nangong Jinjie within the Exquisite Tower?
But he had never specified when, only that Nangong Jinjie would not leave the Exquisite Tower alive.
Now, however, Jiang Jichen had named the time: he would kill Nangong Jinjie right here, right now.
Did Jiang Jichen’s words mean that he now possessed the strength to kill Nangong Jinjie?
After all, Jiang Jichen wasn’t just facing Nangong Jinjie alone.
Killing a few weaker Cultivators was one thing, but to slay the powerful Nangong Jinjie in the midst of everyone?
No one believed Jiang Jichen could do it. They just thought he was making another arrogant boast.
At this moment, the person with the foulest expression was undoubtedly Nangong Jinjie.
’In front of everyone, Jiang Jichen actually said he’d kill me here. What does he take me for? Some random bystander to be slaughtered at will?’
Nangong Jinjie roared in fury, "Jiang Jichen, you’re nothing but a cornered dog about to die! How dare you still spout such arrogance! Now, die!"
Before his voice had faded, an endless barrage of terrifying attacks descended, blanketing the sky.
The others attacked at the same time, aiming all around Jiang Jichen, truly sealing off every one of his escape routes.
Spirit Pattern Palm Seals rolled like the tide, sword light and saber shadows flew like dazzling ribbons, and various Daoist Skills and Abnormal Techniques danced like a host of frenzied demons...
The attacks were varied and astonishingly powerful, all belonging to the Dao of Ultimate Killing.
Caught in the middle, Jiang Jichen had nowhere to run!
A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he unhesitatingly unleashed the profound mysteries of the Void Shadowless Technique, his entire body vanishing from the spot.
Naturally, the crowd’s attacks hit nothing but air once more.
And Jiang Jichen had already reappeared behind several of the weaker Cultivators from the Noble Families and Sects.
In that instant, Jiang Jichen mercilessly raised his sword and swung.
In a life-and-death struggle like this, it wasn’t really a matter of personal enmity.
It was all for the sake of treasure and survival; a battle of kill or be killed.
This was cultivation: cruel and merciless!
Therefore, when facing such a battle, Jiang Jichen’s heart was as cold as steel, without a trace of emotional fluctuation. The Ultimate Killing Sword Light flashed relentlessly.
"SHLICK! SHLICK..."
Appearing suddenly, attacking from behind—it all happened in the blink of an eye.
By the time the group’s combined attack dissipated, Jiang Jichen had already slain three disciples from the Noble Families and Sects.
This time, however, the others reacted extremely quickly. Even though Jiang Jichen had just killed three of their comrades, they remained unfazed and immediately turned to attack him again.
Having fought Jiang Jichen many times, they naturally knew that the Step Technique he had just used could only be employed once.
"Jiang Jichen, you’ve run out of tricks! All that’s left is for you to die!"
Ling Dong roared wildly as his Daoist Skills flew forth like a flurry of butterflies, once again sealing off Jiang Jichen’s path.
Having just slain three people, Jiang Jichen immediately found himself in mortal peril once more.
But his expression didn’t change in the slightest. He simply uttered a few words, "I’ve yet to risk my life against you!"
As he spoke, facing the crowd’s terrifyingly destructive attacks, Jiang Jichen first used the profound mysteries of his Seven-Colored Divine Soul to instantly discern the weak and strong points of the assault. Then, he executed the Illusory Unstable Step Technique, moving toward the weak points while avoiding the strong.
"PFFT!"
Jiang Jichen’s body trembled violently as he suffered a grievous wound, but he burst through the barrage. Then, getting in close, he killed a weaker Noble Family Descendant with several punches.
"The tenth!"
His voice was hoarse, yet it sounded like a demonic curse, sending a chill down the spine of all who heard it.
"Jiang Jichen, he’s on his last legs! He’s gravely injured, his strength is exhausted, and his body is covered in cracks! He could fall apart at any moment! Everyone, don’t stop attacking!"
Nangong Jinjie screamed, charging forward even more ferociously himself.
In truth, Nangong Jinjie was terrified, which was why he was fighting so desperately.
He was afraid that Jiang Jichen wouldn’t die. As long as the man was alive, he could not be at ease.
Because Jiang Jichen had already killed ten people. If he killed one more and still didn’t die, the next would be... him!
From a distance, Jiang Jichen grinned, revealing a mouth full of blood-stained teeth. "Are you scared?" he asked.
His voice was filled with a chilling intent!
But at this point, no one was holding back, nor would anyone give in to fear. They wanted only one thing: to kill... Jiang Jichen.
And so, another wave of terrifying attacks came!
At this moment, Jiang Jichen truly was in the state Nangong Jinjie had described.
If not for his resilient physical body and his Seven-Colored Divine Soul, he would have died countless times over by now.
But the fight... as long as a single breath remained, it would never end!
And so, Jiang Jichen once again dragged his broken body through the wave of attacks, flashing to the side of another weaker Noble Family Descendant. He brutally twisted the man’s head off, and blood sprayed across his own face.
