A Sword Slays Xingtian

Indeed, both the other party's voice and that restrained, concealed aura were clearly etched into the depths of his soul by the Giant God Xingtian.

Back in the Divine Age, the other party used this same gentle voice to persuade him to surrender for an entire afternoon. Then, just before Sun, the hidden sharpness within him erupted, and he beheaded him.

This terrifying aura was so powerful that even if the person opposite him was just wearing a mismatched ghost mask, or even if he had turned to ashes, he would still recognize him.

"I didn't expect you to still remember me."

Bai Qiuran smiled at him and said, "I'm really touched."

Giant God Xingtian Consciousness took a step back, and seeing his reaction and hearing his conversation with Bai Qiuran, the Python Venerable also felt a sense of unease.

"Since this is a reunion after hundreds of thousands of years, let's not waste any more time on small talk."

Bai Qiuran looked at Xingtian and raised her hand.

"Let's fight!"

Xingtian hesitated for a moment, then flew into a rage.

"You think I'm afraid of you?! I'm the War God!"

He raised his giant axe, unleashing his Divine Power. The terrifying axe blade tore through the wind and clouds, and an unimaginably huge block of iron hurtled down towards Bai Qiuran, who was no bigger than an ant.

Seeing Xingtian make his move, Bai Qiuran pulled Jiang Lan behind her and then raised a hand.

The axe blade sliced through the sky, creating folds and ripples in space. The air currents surged, and the Underworld Emissary messengers in the Spatial Rift were blown about.

But the axe blade came to an abrupt halt in mid-swing.

A gigantic handprint formed from wondrous True Qi blocked the War God's giant axe halfway through its journey. The energy turbulence generated by their collision created ripples across the spatial plane of the Asura Realm.

At the same time, Bai Qiuran also raised her other hand and slapped it at Xingtian from a distance.

A frantic alarm bell rang in Xingtian's mind. He quickly turned to the side and simultaneously raised his large shield in his other hand to meet the attack.

Bang!

A crisp cracking sound rang out, followed by a slow echo, as if someone had forcefully struck the large bell.

Xingtian's entire body exploded, spewing out a large amount of blood. As the smoke from the explosion that had been clinging to the surface of his shield dissipated, a huge Palm Seal appeared on it. This Palm Seal pierced through the shield, and Xingtian's arm, twisted into a strange shape, could be clearly seen behind the large shield.

However, he was still alive and had the strength to fight.

After the exchange of blows, the onlookers fell silent. The Underworld Emissaries in the Spatial Rift were awestruck by the overwhelming power of the future ruler, while the Python Venerable, currently on the opposite side, dared not utter a word.

"You've gotten stronger."

Bai Qiuran withdrew his hands and smiled at him, "That's exactly how I broke your head back then."

Xingtian's chest heaved violently, and with each breath, the blood that had gushed from his body slowly returned to its original state. Even his arm, which had been twisted by immense force, slowly grew back to its original shape after emitting a teeth-grinding sound of bones grinding together.

Don't think that Heavenly Gods can't get stronger.

Xingtian shouted in a muffled voice.

"Then please accept my second move."

Bai Qiuran flipped his hand, and an ordinary-looking Iron Sword appeared in his hand.

To avoid being discovered by outsiders, he did not use the Clear Autumn Waters that Jiang Lan had given him, but instead took out the remaining reserve weapons from his Storage Bag.

Drawing his longsword and discarding its scabbard, Bai Qiuran held the sword level, and a small white flame slowly ignited on the gleaming blade.

The flames gradually spread until the entire blade was enveloped in a thin layer of firelight. Bai Qiuran raised the sword and slashed straight at Xingtian.

The white flames on the blade seemed to have been flung away by him, detaching from the sword and stretching into a white line of fire. Then, it transformed into a crescent-shaped blazing Slash, heading straight for Xingtian's face.

Xingtian dared not be careless. His body was enormous, making it difficult to dodge. However, he still tried his best to twist his body to avoid being in the direct attack trajectory of Bai Qiuran's Slash. While dodging, he also swung his giant axe horizontally at the Slash.

However, the moment the axe blade touched the Slash, the Slash suddenly expanded like a bomb. This energy unleashed the terrifying power hidden within it, transforming into countless Slash formed by blazing white flames. These slashes created countless sword trajectories, exploding outwards and passing through Xingtian's axe blade, shield, and body before finally dissipating.

Xingtian stopped moving and froze on the spot.

Three seconds later, a line of blood began to appear on his upper body, from his shoulder to his side, and gradually widened, forming a wound. His upper body began to slowly slide down along this wound, separating from his lower body. As he slid down, more lines of blood appeared on his body.

Then, a large amount of blood gushed out, and Xingtian's weapon, shield, and entire body turned into pieces like collapsed building blocks, falling into the black space after the Asura Realm disappeared.

His flesh and blood flowed out, gradually filling the bottomless ravine, while his body fragments became Floating Island on this sea of blood.

Blood splattered from his upper body, creating a torrential downpour of blood that fell upon the sea of blood, causing its level to rise rapidly at a visible speed.

Jiang Lan took out a purple paper umbrella, opened it, and shielded herself and Bai Qiuran from the rain of blood falling from the sky. However, her height was too short for Bai Qiuran at the moment. Even when she stood on tiptoe, the edge of the umbrella only reached Bai Qiuran's chin.

Seeing this, Bai Qiuran shrunk his body back to its original size. He turned around, took off his battle armor, and then changed into a set of black clothes in the light of his True Essence.

Then, he took the umbrella from Jiang Lan, stood beside her, and looked up at the astonished Python Venerable in the sky.

After seeing Xingtian dismembered, this Immortal Venerable seemed to be still in shock. He stared blankly at the sea of blood at his feet, not even noticing that he was being drenched in blood.

"Stop looking."

Bai Qiuran shouted at him, "He's completely dead."

The Python Venerable snapped out of his daze, looked up at him, opened his mouth as if to say something, but Bai Qiuran had already reached out and grabbed him.

Boundless True Qi pierced through the blood rain, grasping the Python Venerable in its hand. With a gentle tremor, the Python Venerable, Immortal Venerable who had undergone two Reincarnation, fainted without any resistance.

I'm too lazy to waste my breath arguing with him.

Bai Qiuran looked up at the Underworld Emissaries in the Spatial Rift.

"Arrest him and take him back for further processing."

"Yes."

The Human Immortal, who was presumably the Bone Venerable Lord, nodded. Then he reached out and countless white bones flew out from his sleeve, forming a set of shackles that locked the Python Venerable's limbs and vital points. He then put the bones back into his sleeve.

"And then there's this mess."

Bai Qiuran looked at the sea of blood at her feet and sighed, "The land is gone, what are we going to do?"

Jiang Lan glanced at it, blinked, and then said, "Qiuran, leave this problem to me."