Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chapter 1429 How a Single Sentence Can Kill You

Yue Zimu's consciousness trembled, his expression changed drastically, and his primordial spirit frantically struggled and screamed.

Something's wrong! This isn't soul searching at all; this black smoke is clearly eroding his primordial spirit!

Before he could make a move, he felt a powerful force suddenly strike him, and everything went black as he lost consciousness.

The black smoke dissipated, leaving only a golden primordial spirit sitting cross-legged in the palm.

Jiang Han glanced at the primordial spirit and then sealed it away.

He never believed in any blood sacrifice method. For a Nascent Soul cultivator to try to corrupt the Immortal Array was simply wishful thinking.

Compared to the blood sacrifice method, whose authenticity was unknown, he had more faith in the sword spirit's mastery of array formations.

thump—

Yue Zimu's head hit the ground, rolled a few times, and then fell silent.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all of the dozen or so people who had gathered there were dead, with no survivors.

Unfortunately, there were too few of them, and they only had four Soul Condensation Crystals in their storage magic treasures. Even if they added the one they had obtained earlier, they only had five in total.

Five crystals are far from enough. Even if there is no loss during use, at least twelve Soul Condensation Crystals are needed to extract all of the Demon King's essence.

At that time, with the materials we have recently acquired, it will be enough to upgrade all the previous flying swords and make them top-tier flying swords, second only to the Immortal Treasures!

I just don't know where those bandit cultivators in the Immortal Palace are right now. I should think of a way to lure them over.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han swept his sleeve, and a sandstorm rose in the courtyard, burying all the bloodstains. Then he looked up at the tall tower in the lake and asked softly:

"Senior, are you confident you can break through this formation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared beside him, revealing the figure of a woman dressed in a black and white Taoist robe.

"You promised to call me 'sister,' so why are you calling me 'senior'? You're such a grown-up, don't you know what's there to be shy about?"

The sword spirit gave him a disgruntled look, and seeing his blank and bewildered expression, she found it quite amusing.

In front of outsiders, Jiang Han is always composed. He can deal with those old foxes, and he can also draw his sword decisively at the slightest disagreement, taking lives at the drop of a hat. He is a recognized killing god among cultivators of the same level, and a peerless genius that is hard to find in the world.

But once he's with his own people, he becomes that pure-hearted, kind, and gentle young boy again, and he even gets shy.

Sigh... If only he hadn't gone through all those terrible things, he wouldn't have to pretend like this.

The sword spirit shook its head and sighed softly, losing its desire to tease. After staring at the lake for a moment, it nodded and said:

"It's not a particularly sophisticated formation. If I were at my peak, I could break it with a wave of my hand. As for now..."

She waved her sleeve and fanned away the blue mist on the lake, observing its movement, and said, "Although we can't completely crack it, we can open a gap, enough for you to go in and retrieve the treasure."

"Then I'll have to trouble you to take action, senior." Jiang Han looked around. "I'll protect you from the side."

"Ah."

The sword spirit nodded, then raised its hand and began drawing runes in the air.

As she flicked her finger, a golden light slowly emerged from her fingertip and began to twist along a certain trajectory.

In an instant, the entire lake surface trembled and rippled, with waves crashing and the blue mist swirling and howling.

As one golden line after another appeared, the lake surface trembled more and more violently.

By the time the third stroke was completed, the golden light on the rune had become extremely intense, resembling a golden sun hanging on the lake surface.

The entire lake churned and roared under the golden sun, stirring up huge waves that crashed against the shore, and the array formation in the courtyard trembled incessantly.

Jiang Han wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the golden lines on the rune looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

Upon closer reflection, he suddenly realized something.

The golden lines that make up the runes are clearly the same golden lights that the sword spirit used to imprison in the City of Ten Thousand Calamities.

Could it be that this golden light is actually a living thing, and has even been subdued by the sword spirit senior?

Just then, the sword spirit suddenly shouted, "It's ready, charge!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden runes tightened suddenly, emitting an extremely dazzling golden light. The blue mist on the lake surface condensed into water droplets, which dripped and fell onto the water, completely revealing the stone path.

Seeing this, Jiang Han took a step forward without hesitation and rushed towards the stone path.

The sword spirit also transformed into a stream of light and quickly flew back, landing on the stone path with him.

"You only have three breaths left, hurry up and get in!"

After saying that, the sword spirit flashed back to its dantian, and the golden runes floating on the lake surface began to sway.

Just then, a figure rushed in from outside the courtyard, glanced around, and exclaimed with great joy, "There really is a great treasure here!"

Upon seeing Jiang Han, his expression changed, and he hurriedly rushed towards the stone path, shouting at the same time:

"Stop right there, you little thief!"

Jiang Han naturally ignored it, and without stopping, he crossed the stone path and landed in front of the tower. Then, he swung a thousand-foot sword light across the stone path.

Swish!

The sword light swept across the lake surface at incredible speed, appearing in front of the man in an instant.

"Such a fast sword!!!"

The sword flashed, and the man had no time to dodge, so he could only hastily raise his sword in front of him.

With a flash of sword light, his superior-grade True Spirit Baby Sword was shattered into pieces, and his physical body exploded into a bloody mist, leaving only his severely injured primordial spirit to hastily escape.

boom!

A loud explosion rang out, sand and dust flew up in the courtyard, and the bloodstains that had been buried were fully exposed.

The broken primordial spirit burned its primordial spirit like a madman, risking the consumption of most of its primordial spirit power and shattering two true spirit treasures, in order to barely escape the storm of sword intent.

Such powerful sword intent! The power of a single sword strike is terrifying; it even shattered a true spirit treasure. What realm is this person at? Why does he possess such combat strength?

Damn it, I shouted that one unnecessary thing just now. What was I shouting for? I almost got myself killed!

Just then, his gaze suddenly froze on one spot, everything went black, and the panic on his face instantly turned into intense fear. His pupils contracted sharply, and he screamed:

"This is... Yue Zimu's head! You actually killed Yue Zimu?!"

Yue Zimu, that's Yue Zimu!

This person is a top cultivator in Wanjie City, a former late-stage Refinement Void cultivator.

Even though his cultivation level is currently suppressed, he is still a high-level cultivator who ranks among the top in all three cities.

I've heard that Yue Zimu is cunning and has many ways to save his life. Even if he encounters the true form of a demon king, he can escape unscathed. His ability to protect himself is terrifying.

But now, this high-level cultivator's head lay on the ground, his eyes closed, his breath lifeless. Clearly, even his primordial spirit had not escaped; he was dead beyond any doubt.

His shattered primordial spirit retreated rapidly, his killing intent shattering in an instant, replaced by a sense of immense relief.

No wonder I couldn't even block one of his swords. This person was a top expert who could kill Yue Zimu. I was just a mere late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. It would be strange if I could block him!

Such a powerful figure is not someone he can afford to provoke; he simply cannot afford to offend him.

Thinking of this, the shattered primordial spirit trembled as it bowed respectfully, its voice filled with fear as it said:

"Thank you for your mercy, senior. I will take my leave now and will not reveal any information about this place!"