Inch by Inch, He Crumbled

Shi Chibao held a broken black iron sword with gold trim, and his body was surrounded by layers of Gang Qi.

Behind him stood six officers of the Imperial Demon Hunters, each wielding a weapon. Most of the Imperial Demon Hunters were practitioners of the Martial Confucian Lineage, Movement Method and powerful Gang Qi. The moment the seven appeared, the atmosphere around them instantly became tense.

"We're too late."

The Tian'an City God God's eyes shone with a deep, demonic light. He exhaled softly, and a breath of white mist shot out from his mouth. This white mist transformed into something resembling icicles, carrying layers of deep cold. Even Shi Chibao and the others, whose skills were extremely powerful, felt a chill seep into their bodies through their pores.

"Imperial Edict of Upper Clarity, Winter Thunder!"

Shi Chibao roared, pulled out a jade talisman from his sleeve, and forced a drop of his Essence Blood from his fingertip into the talisman. Instantly, a thunderclap resounded in the Divine Shrine.

The Mystic Gate (mystical sect) takes Thunder Method as the general principle of Yin-Yang, and it is the first command between heaven and earth, with the ability to suppress evil and exorcise demons. Pure Yang Essence Blood, once it enters this jade talisman, becomes fuel and transforms into a brilliant Winter Thunder.

The jade talisman used by Shi Chibao was called the Winter-Thunder Jade Talisman, which the Great Liang Court obtained from the Upper Clarity Sect Dao. It was a magical Law Artifact imbued with the divine power of thunder. He specifically took it out of the treasury this time to deal with the demon-possessed City God Guobei.

The thunderous sound startled out layers of demonic shadows from within the white mist.

This breath of turbid air actually concealed countless shadows of Yin Demon. If one were to be tainted by these things, one's cultivation would inevitably be damaged.

Without saying much, the six Imperial Demon Hunters pulled out a small box from their sleeves, each took out a handful of gold powder, and threw it at the City God of Guobei.

This object seemed to have a great restraining effect on Yin Demon; it spread out widely, and the demonic shadows in the mist, upon encountering it, let out a mournful howl and vanished into nothingness.

"Captain Shi is too kind, to grind so many Golden Body of eminent monks into powder to entertain me..."

The yin mist spewed out by the Tian'an City God was a well-known technique of his sect, called the Nine-Son Yin Demon. On the surface, it was an extremely cold Yin Qi, but it concealed Lesser Yin demons that would sneak into the human body through the pores and seven orifices. If it was not removed in time, it could lead to demonic possession in the future.

However, the Imperial Demon Hunters used the Mystic Gate Jade Talisman to activate the Thunder Sound, forcing the Yin Demon to reveal itself, and then used the powder made from the Golden Body of a high monk as a means to break the demon.

It may sound harsh, but these ashes, imbued with Buddhist School Law Power for many years, are indeed the best means of dispelling evil.

The other party came prepared.

The Tian'an City God silently chanted a spell.

"Tipo Tipo, Maha Tipo, Suvadam, Timora Hum..."

This incantation cannot be uttered by human tongue, nor can it be accurately described by any written language.

A layer of darkness enveloped his figure, distorting any light that passed through it, leaving only a blurry silhouette that was difficult to discern.

The sound was serene and ancient, as if it had existed since before the creation of heaven and earth, constantly murmuring in this world, describing the silence of an ancient era, before the sun, moon, and stars had taken shape.

In the endless darkness, the few dazzling lights only flicker for a moment. Deathly silence and eternal slumber are the keynote of this universe.

Shi Chibao and his group of Imperial Demon Hunters were not having an easy time. A mysterious force was pulling out the negative emotions in their hearts little by little and then amplifying them.

It was as if invisible tentacles were wantonly toying with the fear in their hearts, pulling it out from the depths of their minds and making it tangible.

"Deep Boundless Shadow-Gloom Divine Curse!"

Shi Chibao could barely hold the knife in his hand; he recognized the supreme divine Divine Ability that was renowned within the Southern Wastes Demon Cult almost instantly.

Because it originates from the deepest and most obscure depths of the human heart, it is called profound.

Because it can extinguish the true nature of countless beings, it is called "countless".

Because it originated from the hands of the Devil Master the End of Dharma in the Outer Void, it is revered as the Shadow.

Because it is blessed and recognized by the Primordial Self-Transmuting Heavenly Demon King, it can be called a divine incantation.

Those who can master such Divine Ability abilities are by no means ordinary people, even among the powerful demonic Devil Sect.

Why would someone like him target a Tian'an City God?

With just this thought, Shi Chibao felt the fear in his heart grow stronger, and a voice rose from the depths of his mind.

Worship, kneel down, kneel sincerely before this boundless power; only in this way can one find liberation.

Shi Chibao flipped the broken knife in his hand and slowly cut open the palm of his left hand, hoping to use the pain to sober himself up from his despair.

However, this pain only intensified the fear in his heart. If it weren't for the Upper Clarity Jade Talisman on his body still emitting a cool and calming sensation to soothe his mind, Shi Chibao would probably have already submitted to the Tian'an City God.

A sword rang out.

Su Che's figure reappeared, but this time he held a Fish-Intestine Short Sword in his hand.

The shadows were deep and dark. Su Che felt a sense of gloom before him, and various thoughts arose in his mind as he constantly questioned himself.

Give up. You've already sunk too far into depravity; why continue to torment yourself?

Give up. What kind of change can someone as insignificant as you possibly make?

Give up. The road ahead is full of rugged obstacles, and everyone is sinking into despair. What's the point of all this?

The pressure came constantly from above, and even more so from the real and tangible Devil Sect Law Power pressing down on him.

The Tian'an City God had icy eyes, his demonic pupils fixed on Su Che.

His demonic intent surged, causing the Void to tremble, thus sealing off Su Che's rhythm of re-entering the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden.

Su Che took a deep breath, and the Sword Sha within his Dantian resonated. Lightning-Cleft Thunder Eyes pierced through the layers of darkness, also fixing their gaze on the Tian'an City God beneath the gloomy demonic shadows.

Through countless ages of decay and a thousand years of darkness, this body and this sword still remain.

"I have a lamp that can illuminate the good and evil in people's hearts."

The Ninth Nether Soul-Burning Yinflame surged forth from his body, meeting the Yin Demon Shadow and protecting Su Che.

"I possess a sword that can sever the Karmic Cause and Effect Life and Death."

Unlike Shi Chibao and the others, Su Che never lost his courage while enveloped in this magical power.

What meaning does a sword hold if one lacks the determination and courage to draw it forward?

"Duh."

Interesting young people deserve more attention.

The curse power of the Tian'an City God was as imposing as a mountain, sweeping in like a raging torrent crashing against the shore.

Su Che felt his body trembling under the pressure—his bones, muscles, and even his soul.

You have the resolve to draw your sword, but do you have the strength to do so?

The eyes of the Tian'an City God seemed to be asking a question.

Pain, despair, grief.

Su Che's eyes were more resolute than ever before.

Come on, let all of these come.

Let pain boil like fire within my bones, let despair tear at my muscles and tendons like a ferocious beast, let grief crush my soul like a raging tsunami.

Even so, my hands don't tremble.

Even so, my heart will not be confused.

bring it on.

As the Sword Sha surged, Su Che fused all the demonic intent, pain, and despair that had risen within him into one.

The Tai Hell Avici, Three Thousand Sin-Sunderings!

The eerie green sword light carried boundless ferocity, as if the Milky Way had reversed, crashing down upon the Tian'an City God.

This divine body, formed from the offerings of incense in the human world, crumbled inch by inch.