Myriad Daos of the Heaven

Chapter 356: Chapter 354: Little Haas Makes a Move

The battle was brutal!

It had only just begun, yet four Spirit Infant Early Stage Cultivators had already fallen.

Even Zhang Quan had been beheaded by a single strike from Jiang Jichen, his Spirit Infant obliterated by the Sword Qi.

The scene stunned everyone present!

Who could have imagined that Jiang Jichen, a mere Foundation Establishment Middle Realm Cultivator, could be so formidable?

Moreover, his attacks were decisive and ruthless—every strike a killing blow.

The rumors were no exaggeration. He was truly... terrifyingly strong!

"I’ll restrain him! The rest of you, attack!"

As Luoo Jing shouted, an ancient Golden Alms Bowl appeared in his hand.

BUZZ!

The Golden Alms Bowl expanded and floated in mid-air. Luoo Jing formed a series of mystical Hand Seals, sending them into the bowl from a distance.

The next moment, endless golden runes materialized from the Golden Alms Bowl, showering down and instantly enveloping Jiang Jichen.

"The Spirit-Suppressing Golden Alms Bowl! Excellent! Jiang Jichen is dead for sure this time!"

Zhangg Dong, the Young Sect Master of the Seven Profound Sect, cried out in delight. He had been hiding in the distance, but now he finally attacked without hesitation.

A rain of Sword Auras shot from his hand, blanketing Jiang Jichen’s vital points.

The others naturally wouldn’t let such a perfect opportunity slip by. Their own Ultimate Kill techniques came crashing down.

At that moment, Jiang Jichen felt himself being restrained and sealed by the mystical golden runes.

Every inch of space around him felt as if it contained countless great mountains, pressing down on him and rendering him almost immobile.

The Spirit-Suppressing Golden Alms Bowl, a Heavenly Level Middle Realm Spiritual Artifact, possessed the power to suppress Ten Thousand Spirits.

If pushed to its limit, it could trap even a Spirit Infant Middle Realm Cultivator, leaving them unable to break free as their Spiritual Power was suppressed and weakened.

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Jichen’s eyes. He saw the terrifying Ultimate Kill attacks descending upon him, about to swallow him whole.

Right now, both his movements and his Spiritual Power were suppressed.

’But how could a mere hindrance like this possibly trap me?’

The muscles all over Jiang Jichen’s body began to vibrate rhythmically. A terrifying Physical Strength erupted from his form, shattering the restrictive Spiritual Power around him.

His movements were no longer restricted in the slightest!

Then, he threw a punch forward.

Heaven and Earth Silence!

The Fist Intent surged out, and wherever it passed, everything turned to Void.

Even the curtain of light formed by the golden runes... shattered into Annihilation before this terrifying Fist Intent!

PUFF!

As the curtain of golden runes shattered, Luoo Jing’s body trembled. He was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood as his face instantly turned deathly pale.

’That power...’

He had suffered a backlash from the Spirit-Suppressing Golden Alms Bowl and felt the aura of absolute annihilation radiating from Jiang Jichen’s punch.

His heart trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes filled with dread for Jiang Jichen.

Jiang Jichen had shattered the restraining light with a single punch, but this had delayed him for a fraction of a second.

And in that time, the others’ Ultimate Kill attacks had already rained down.

Danger!

Jiang Jichen’s heart tightened. He pushed his Seven-Colored Divine Soul to its limit, tracking every single one of the incoming attacks.

Then, he executed the Illusory Unstable Step!

Now that he had reverted to his true identity, Jiang Jichen could use all the techniques at his disposal without restraint.

Combining the Seven-Colored Perfect Divine Soul with the Illusory Unstable Technique was a perfect match, bordering on a Divine Technique.

Jiang Jichen’s figure flickered as if teleporting through the void, evading almost all of the Ultimate Kill attacks.

But it was impossible to dodge every single one, as the barrage was simply too dense.

With a flip of his hand, Jiang Jichen swapped his Red Copper Sword for Sinking Mountain.

With Sinking Mountain in hand, he could both attack and defend!

At this moment, his gaze locked onto the attacking Young Sect Master of the Seven Profound Sect, Zhangg Dong.

Sensing the chilling killing intent in Jiang Jichen’s eyes, Zhangg Dong cried out, "Oh no!"

But Jiang Jichen had already swept out with Sinking Mountain, executing Suppressing Eight Directions.

For a split second, all the surrounding attacks seemed to freeze.

Even Zhangg Dong felt himself pause for an instant.

And in that briefest of pauses, Jiang Jichen flicked his finger.

Soul Destruction Finger: Rain Falling on the Firmament!

A dense barrage, like a rain of arrows piercing the sky, descended solely upon Zhangg Dong.

By the time Zhangg Dong could react, he was already surrounded by a sea of golden Finger Light.

"Ah, no...!"

He only had time to let out a final scream before he was engulfed by the endless golden Finger Light. Like a banana leaf in a storm, his body was perforated into a sieve, deader than dead.

PUFF!

After fighting so intensely, Jiang Jichen was finally wounded, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

But he paid it no mind. Instead, his aura continued to surge, and his will to fight only grew stronger.

For him, it felt as though the battle so far had been nothing more than a warm-up.

Now... it was just getting started.

His gaze swept over the crowd like lightning. He gave a cold, cruel smile and said, "If you old geezers don’t make a move soon, all these so-called prodigies are going to be slaughtered one by one!"

Just now, the Three Ghosts of the Qiao Family, the mysterious old woman, and Thunder Dragon had yet to act. They were merely watching coldly from the sidelines, their Divine Thought locked onto Jiang Jichen.

It made Jiang Jichen feel as if needles were pricking his back, setting him on edge.

He knew it wasn’t that they weren’t going to attack, but that they were waiting for the perfect opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

And those killing blows were the ones that could truly pose a life-or-death threat to him.

So now, Jiang Jichen was provoking them, trying to force their hand.

But the Three Ghosts of the Qiao Family, the mysterious old woman, and Thunder Dragon remained unmoved, watching the scene with cold, detached cruelty.

As he spoke, Jiang Jichen once again raised Sinking Mountain and took the initiative to charge Duan Feng, Feng Tianxing, Luoo Jing, and the remaining Spirit Infant Early Stage Cultivators.

Seven-Color light flowed ceaselessly across his body. Wielding Sinking Mountain, Jiang Jichen executed two techniques from the Heaven-Dominating Saber Technique, unleashing a slaughter in all directions.

Sweeping the Six Harmonies!

Shocking the Eight Desolates!

Cloud Disappearing Rain Scattering Finger!

Illusory Indeterminacy!

After unleashing the two Saber Techniques, Jiang Jichen alternated between using Spirit Cultivation Combat Techniques and Shadow Step, becoming a virtually unstoppable force capable of landing a fatal blow from any distance.

SPLAT!

Another Spirit Infant Realm Cultivator was swatted to the ground, reduced to a puddle of bloody paste.

With that, all seven of the Spirit Infant Early Stage Cultivators who had surrounded Jiang Jichen were dead.

Zhang Quan and Zhangg Dong had been killed!

The ones remaining were the Celestial Bandit Young Leader Luoo Jing, Feng Tianxing, Duan Feng, Thunder Dragon, the Three Ghosts of the Qiao Family, and the mysterious old woman.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Qingya was single-handedly fighting Guan Xiaojing, Chang Qi, and three other Spirit Infant Early Stage Cultivators.

Astonishingly, Qingya had already killed the three Spirit Infant Early Stage Cultivators and remained completely unscathed. Her entire body was shrouded in a mystical barrier of Blood Qi that even the Spirit Infant Cultivators could not seem to break.

"You bitch! You forced me to use a Forbidden Artifact! You’re dead!"

Guan Xiaojing was a disheveled mess, her hair in wild disarray.

But she didn’t look discouraged. Instead, a small sword, no wider or longer than her little finger, suddenly appeared in her hand!

Jiang Jichen recognized it as a Forbidden Artifact, one crafted by a powerful expert.

It could unleash a single strike equivalent to thirty percent of its creator’s power!

He had owned one before—the Little Wooden Sword that Qingxu had given him.

But this Little Wooden Sword emanated the aura of the Spirit Infant Perfection Realm.

In other words, this small sword contained a single strike with thirty percent of a Spirit Infant Perfection Realm expert’s power.

No matter how extraordinary Qingya’s Blood-Red Battle Armor was, she would not be able to escape death.

Qingya’s expression changed drastically!

Guan Xiaojing let out a triumphant, crazed laugh. "Scared now, you dead bitch? So what if your body is better than mine? So what if you’re prettier than me? So what if you’ve got a sharper tongue? What’s the damn point if you’re not going to be alive for much longer?"

"Now, go to hell!"

As she spoke, Guan Xiaojing prepared to activate the Forbidden Artifact, the Little Wooden Sword.

But suddenly, she felt a heavy blow to her head and crumpled softly to the ground, unconscious.

In the instant before she blacked out, she seemed to hear a voice: "Bitch! If you want to hurt my mistress, you’ll have to step over Little Haas’s dead body first!"

In that instant, the entire battlefield fell into a stunned silence.