Crushing Everything, Killing Them All

A terrifying scene caused all five men in black to show shock, their hearts trembling.

Just now, Jiang Dao had casually grabbed and killed their third brother!

Even his steel saber was grabbed and snapped into dozens of pieces!

What kind of strength was this?

"Body hardening, he must be proficient in body hardening. Let's attack together and kill him!"

The leader of the men in black roared.

The others reacted instantly, their eyes fierce, their killing intent surging.

They suddenly let out a fierce shout, stomped their feet, and all charged towards Jiang Dao.

Jiang Dao's eyes were cold, like a ferocious beast, bringing with him a violent gust of air. He suddenly charged forward, his aura terrifying, the air current alone stinging their faces.

BOOM!

He threw a punch, colliding with one man's spear.

Immense force passed through, shattering the spearhead and shaft on the spot. His fist, carrying heavy power, directly smashed into the man's chest. With a bang, the man's body was sent flying backward, his clothes exploding, and he died beyond any doubt.

Then Jiang Dao swept his palm.

His palm, as large as a cattail fan, contained an extremely terrifying air current. Like swatting mosquitoes, he killed one with each palm.

BANG! BANG!

The sounds boomed, and screams erupted.

Two more men in black were slapped to death on the spot, their weapons shattering and rendered useless. One had his head smashed in, another had his chest caved in. Blood splattered, and their corpses flew.

Suddenly, another man in black hurriedly threw out a handful of poison needles, shooting towards Jiang Dao's body.

But Jiang Dao left behind an afterimage, evading them in an instant.

The next moment, Jiang Dao charged forward, his Eagle Claw Art grabbing the man by the neck. With a casual twist, a crack sounded as he snapped the man's head clean off his neck.

Blood sprayed out like a fountain from the man in black's neck.

The headless body didn't even realize it was dead, continuing to lunge forward a few steps before suddenly collapsing.

The remaining two were finally utterly terrified.

They looked at Jiang Dao as if he were the most terrifying demon.

"A ghost, a ghost..."

"Help!"

They cried out in fear, dropped their weapons, and turned to flee.

But Jiang Dao leaped, his imposing body soaring over their heads and landing steadily in front of them. His face was indifferent, his body like an iron tower, coldly watching them.

"Who wanted to borrow money?"

The two men in black were extremely terrified, trembling. They immediately knelt on the ground, losing control of their bowels and bladder, desperately kowtowing.

"Spare us, spare us!"

"We didn't recognize your greatness, please spare us, we beg you!"

BANG BANG BANG!

The two kowtowed desperately, wailing miserably. Blood flowed, cracking the bluestone slabs.

Pfft! Pfft!

Jiang Dao showed a hint of disgust. His saber was instantly unsheathed from his waist, sweeping out like a fierce wind. Immediately, two fine heads flew off, blood gushing wildly from the headless bodies.

Everyone was shocked, their hearts surging.

The Eldest Young Master is becoming more and more terrifying.

Such strength is almost godlike!

"Master Pang, how are you?"

Jiang Dao suddenly turned and looked at Pang Lin.

"I'm fine, just a few broken ribs, nothing serious,"

Pang Lin said, his face pale, large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Father, find some doctors to examine the injured."

Jiang Dao said.

"Alright, I'll call someone right away!"

Jiang Dalong nodded quickly and at the same time ordered people to quickly clear the corpses on the ground.

He didn't want to inquire about the identities of these people.

No matter who they were, having them shot as notorious bandits meant even the authorities couldn't fault them.

"Right, Dao'er, I got news about that matter I asked about for you earlier!"

Suddenly, Jiang Dalong realized something and quickly walked over to Jiang Dao.

"So, the matter of learning martial arts is settled?"

Jiang Dao's eyes flickered as he looked at Jiang Dalong.

"Yes, over the years, fortunately, our Jiang Family has made connections with various forces, so our information network is quite extensive. I just found out that you have a distant cousin who works in Qianyuan City. It seems there's a group there called the Blazing Flame Sect, and they teach martial arts. Their sect is huge, with nearly ten thousand regular members. The sect leader, protectors, and elders are all said to be top-tier experts..."

Jiang Dalong said, "I'll write a letter right away to introduce you to your cousin, and he can arrange for you to join the Blazing Flame Sect!"

"Blazing Flame Sect..."

Jiang Dao's eyes gleamed. "Alright, thank you, Father."

"Why are you being so formal with me?"

Jiang Dalong smiled. "But you need to be careful when you get to Qianyuan City. It's not a small place; it's the largest city in the southern region of our Great Ye Dynasty. It's three to four times larger than Hengzhou City or Fengzhou City. It connects north and south, with well-developed water and land transportation. The city is extremely chaotic, with all sorts of people. For years, our Jiang Family's business hasn't been able to establish a foothold there precisely because the situation is so messy."

"I will, Father."

Jiang Dao nodded directly. "I plan to leave in two days, is that okay?"

"Yes, I'll write the letter for you now."

Jiang Dalong immediately said.

"Oh, right, how is Bi Yu's injury? Did you find someone to look at it?"

Jiang Dao inquired.

"We had a doctor look at her the day before yesterday and got her some medicine, but with the yin energy in her body, she's still quite weak," Jiang Dalong replied. "So, this time when you go to Qianyuan City, get a different maid to accompany you."

"No need, Father. With my current cultivation, it doesn't matter if I have someone with me or not."

Jiang Dao shook his head.

"It's good to have a maid around for assistance..."

Jiang Dalong advised.

"I'm going to learn martial arts, not to enjoy myself. I really don't need one. Just bring some silver with me."

Jiang Dao declined.

"This... alright, I'll arrange it for you!"

Jiang Dalong said.

Afterward, Jiang Dao returned to his room and continued his seclusion, integrating the Mad Demon Staff Art and the Blood Shadow Soulchaser Blade techniques.

Time passed.

The order within the Jiang Mansion was rapidly being restored.

Business matters were also forcibly stabilized by Jiang Dalong through special means.

Although it wasn't as comfortable as living in Hengzhou City, at least everything was getting back on track.

Fengzhou City appeared even more bustling than Hengzhou City. The wealthy merchants and gentry who had fled Hengzhou had mostly relocated to Fengzhou. Firecrackers were set off daily, crackling loudly.

A thick, worldly atmosphere permeated the streets.

The heavy, oppressive atmosphere in the entire Jiang Mansion finally completely dissipated. His few useless younger brothers had returned to their lives of idleness, frequenting entertainment districts and indulging in drunken revelry.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Dao opened his eyes, revealing a hint of fatigue, but a smile appeared on his face. He had finally succeeded in integrating the Mad Demon Staff Art into the Blood Shadow Soulchaser Blade.

However, the integrated Mad Demon Staff Art only retained the realms of [Swiftness] and [Wrath].

But the newly emerged blade technique had a new realm called [Godslayer Slash].

As the name suggests, [Godslayer Slash], once unleashed, would cause unimaginable power, truly earning the title of 'Godslayer'.

Jiang Dao estimated that after this strike, it would likely drain more than half of his strength.

Therefore, this blade technique should either not be used, or once used, it must kill the enemy.

If the enemy wasn't killed, he wouldn't be able to unleash a second strike.

He opened his status panel and saw the two cultivation techniques on it slowly blur, dimming, and then a new cultivation technique appeared.

Mad Demon Bloodsoul Blade (Novice) [Modifiable].

"Modify."

Jiang Dao focused his intent and clicked on the text behind it.

Swish!

Ten years!

Twenty years!

Thirty years!

Soon, the data on the panel stopped.

A flood of information poured into Jiang Dao's mind, all of it the insights gained from thirty years of cultivating this blade art. The dense details were fully absorbed by his brain.

Jiang Dao frowned slightly.

Only thirty years?

This blade art was only modified to thirty years and can't be further improved?

"Could it be that the higher the level of the blade art, the more restrictions there are on modifications?"

He pondered this in his mind.

This brand-new blade art was undoubtedly the strongest among his current techniques. If there were such limitations, it seemed reasonable.

He couldn't even say how powerful this blade art was now.

He watched as the stats on his interface changed once more.

Name: Jiang Dao

Strength: 3.8

Speed: 3.1

Spirit: 1.4

Martial Arts:

Mad Demon Bloodsoul Blade (30 years later) [Cannot Modify]

Eagle Claw Iron Shirt (180 years later) [Cannot Modify]

Life Nurturing Art (180 years later) [Cannot Modify]

Poison Sand Palm (120 years later) [Cannot Modify]

"As expected, my Spirit has increased by another 0.1 points," Jiang Dao mused.

Just as he had guessed, his Spirit increased by 0.1 points for every technique he fused.

The benefit of increased Spirit was that it allowed him to dedicate more energy to deducing techniques.

Furthermore, an increase in Spirit would cause his eyesight and hearing to surge, granting him faster reaction times in combat.

"It's time to head to Qianyuan City," Jiang Dao said to himself.