With a single sword strike,
Blazing Sun rose, and the golden threads of countless poison Gu insects exploded across the sky.
Many invisible, intangible Gu insects also lurked secretly within the void, carrying the stench of countless curses as they silently came to kill. They embodied the "danger," "strangeness," and "concealment" of the Gu Dao—this was the work of a seasoned master, a figure at the grandmaster level.
Yet when the Great Sun Annihilation Sword Aura swept down in a killing tide and its Sword Intent pressed down, all such demons, devils, and tricks were doomed to despair.
Countless Gu insects turned to ash and scattered through the sky, utterly ineffective.
"Fellow Daoist Centipede, you're a little weak."
Jiang Ding sighed.
Boom!
Within the thousand-li Great Sun Annihilation Sword Domain, another Brilliant Sun rose and hung high in the sky before falling like a meteor. It locked onto the centipede's core, magnificent and blazing, charging down with terrifying destructive heat.
It was telling him—
I'm here. You're going to die.
Will you submit?
If not, die!
The same sword strike. From beginning to end, it had always been the same sword strike, without the slightest change. Carrying a clear, icy aura of death, it descended from the heavens and enveloped the centipede Daoist's entire soul, as though he had fallen into an ice pit and been frozen solid.
"Tu Shan, you deserve to die!"
Centipede Celestial Lord roared.
His eyes had gone bloodshot. He could no longer maintain the stability and calm of his Dao Heart.
Before life and death, how many heroes, outstanding figures, and peerless geniuses throughout history had failed to see through it? He was no exception.
Especially not when death came with such humiliation, such helplessness.
Those glorious years when he had rampaged across Southern Border,