Chapter 430: Chapter 148: Your Stupidity is Suffocating Me
"Moluo Sword Manual..."
beneath the gloomy cloak, a voice mixed with the chirp of insects emitted.
To transform illusion into reality, blurring the lines between the true and the false, even capable of morphing True Qi into a form wherein even the Locust God, such a high-level practitioner, had difficulty distinguishing the fake from the real body—unless one’s Realm Grade was higher than his, only the "Moluo Sword Manual" could achieve this feat.
Only the Fire House Buddha Hell Master, who attained the Great Freedom Heavenly Lord Fruit Position, could create such a bizarre and unconventional Cultivation Technique.
In the past thousand years, nobody had managed to do so; it was unlikely that another Karma Tathagata would emerge in the next thousand years.
Coincidentally, there was someone in the Devil God Sect who possessed the "Moluo Sword Manual," providing a way to obtain Lawless Freedom.
Unexpectedly, he had acquired the "Moluo Sword Manual" and mastered it so swiftly.
Even the Locust God couldn’t discern if what appeared before his eyes now was the True Body or merely an illusion; he simply couldn’t tell.
The other Illusion Techniques generally worked by affecting the practitioner’s spirit and Perception, but the "Moluo Sword Manual" was different—it projected illusions into reality, transforming the fake into the tangible, without needing to affect any particular person.
The Locust God had been tricked by this before.
When he struck with his palm, thinking it was Jiang Li’s True Body, he immediately used his trump card, aiming to kill with one blow. The Nine Insect Technique was essentially less profound than the Five Vile Qi commanded by Jiang Li, but in terms of harming living creatures, it was no less potent.
This sinister technique was based on the principles of the "Form Tomb," created by taking a divergent path using the nine insects within a human body, specifically targeting living creatures.
But who would have thought that what Jiang Li manifested was a fake body.
The "Moluo Sword Manual" created business impediments even the wily old Locust God fell for, no different from the cultivators of Buddha Country in the past.
It was said that Karma Tathagata initially founded the resources for the Fire House Buddha Hell based on the "Moluo Sword Manual" gleaned from Buddha Country.
Of course, with Jiang Li’s abilities, he naturally couldn’t reach the extent of embodying the Heavenly Dao Fruit like Karma Tathagata, but those present weren’t exactly those old monks who rigorously practiced the Buddhist Law in Buddha Country.
Even thinking of these creatures from the Devil God Sect breaking through the mystical impediments was more improbable than hoping the Great Venerable would suddenly find Lawless Freedom unpleasant and squash him with a fingertip—at least that scenario was achievable.
Given the current situation, the Locust God should retreat.
But...
Standing on the ruined floor, Jiang Li seemed to see through the Locust God’s thoughts. His body moved with his sword, transforming into a Sword Light, and rushed directly at the Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince’s head.
Before the sword arrived, its momentum preceded it, causing the Dragon Scales on the Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince to stand on end, sensing a fatal crisis.
But before he could react, a dark curtain had already positioned itself in front of the Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince.
Countless locusts densely clung together, forming a giant palm grabbing at the Sword Light, every locust bearing sinister runes. As the giant palm clenched, they fearlessly charged towards the Sword Light.
’The Locust God and the Huai River Dragon Palace indeed have close ties, or rather... King Yue, Ji Wen has connections with Wuzhiqi.’
Thoughts flashed through Jiang Li’s mind as his sword drew upon the Five Vile Qi, turning the Clear and Bright Sword Light murky; a single stroke slaughtered hundreds to thousands of locusts, the sinister runes utterly ineffective against the Five Vile Qi, splitting the giant palm in two.
True Body?
Seeing this, the Locust God’s banner twitched slightly.
By common sense, retreating immediately was his best option. But because the Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince was still here, he hesitated.
It wasn’t out of any sentimentality but simply because if he did not assist, Wuzhiqi would be wrathful towards him.
Therefore, he had to attempt a rescue.
"Da Feng, Zaochi, save the Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince. The Huai River True God will undoubtedly reward you handsomely."
While speaking urgently, the Locust God brandished the Divine Locust Banner, and a tide of blood-colored locusts filled the sky, converging towards the mountain side, striving to execute a surrounding Wei to rescue Zhao strategy.
The locusts, of course, couldn’t match the speed of Jiang Li’s sword, but by the time the sword reached, these locusts would completely overrun Jiang Li.
In an instant, the sword momentum slowed, seeming to turn defensive, while the locust tide forcefully surged forward.
At the same time, Da Feng and Zaochi, one above and one below, who had been watching the battle from afar, stirred upon hearing the Locust God’s words. But in the next instant, three figures silently moved forward, and Da Feng and Zaochi froze instantly.
The Holy Infant King, Rashamon, along with Qu Lingyan, who was among the Nineteen Demons, were encircling to come forth; both Da Feng and Zaochi now thought more of breaking out than coveting the Huai River Dragon Palace’s reward.
With no reliable external support, the Locust God had to rely on himself.
Countless locusts formed a dark cloud, emitting intense buzzing sounds, layer upon layer converging towards Jiang Li’s location. Even though they were annihilated by the Five Vile Qi, it still couldn’t stop the relentless advance of the locusts.
Sword Qi crisscrossed, and insect corpses fell like rain, but the person within still struggled to break free.
Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince’s spirits soared as he saw the opportunity to extract an Elixir and throw it into the dragon’s mouth. He forcibly closed the sword-inflicted wounds by wriggling his flesh and escaped from the mountain wall. Then—
"Die!"
Killing intent shone clearly in a pair of dragon eyes as Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince prepared to strike with Heavenly Dragon’s Claw, hoping to deliver a fatal blow.
The claw wind tore through the cloud of locusts, and intertwining Sword Lights allowed Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince to see that cold, stern face.
As long as he could block one sword strike and seize the long sword, he could cooperate with the Locust God, turn defeat into victory, and the swarm of locusts would completely drown the opponent, just needing one strike...
"Your stupidity is suffocating."
A faintly sighing voice suddenly sounded. Jiang Li turned towards the direction from which the dragon claw struck and locked eyes with Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince, whose indifference sent an involuntary chill through one.
The crisscrossing Sword Lights suddenly converged into a sword, which Jiang Li grasped and placed beside him, as if sheathing a sword.
The Sword Qi emitted from the Great Circle Sword merged into his body, combined with the Innate Qi, and flowed through the acupoints all around his body, bursting forth.
He could wield a sword from every acupoint on his body, hundreds of Sword Lights formed a net that exterminated the approaching locusts.
On the front line, an invisible field formed around the sword, suddenly transforming—
Heaven Cutting Sword Drawing Skill!
Extreme power propelled the Sword Light, slashing with absolute speed that seemed capable of shattering the heavens.
There was no artistic conception, only strength and speed elevated to their extremes; this was the most extreme sword strike.
This sword seemed to transcend the boundaries of time and space. As the Sword Light appeared before him, Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince’s body suddenly stiffened, and the advancing dragon claw also halted.
"Thump—"
The sound of pulsating blood burst forth in an abrupt manner into the auditory sense, unable to be masked even by the dense buzzing.
Then, the dragon claw split in two, three claws slid off, a bloody mark appeared on Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince’s neck, and blood sprayed out profusely.
Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
The nearby Locust God hastily retreated, and the locusts, like a receding tide, flew away rapidly, carrying the Locust God away with them.
Undoubtedly, this was a trap!
A trap laid by Jiang Li for the Locust God, who had pretended to counter-attack, letting the Locust God believe that he was weakened after appearing, aiming to take the opportunity to rescue Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince.
Locust God was always surrounded by a massive swarm of locusts, forming a perimeter of vigilance and preventing Jiang Li from getting close. Though Jiang Li couldn’t transform reality into illusion and make the locusts disappear directly, he needed to thin out the swarm to draw the Locust God closer to harm or even kill him, without alerting him.
Hence, the previous scene unfolded.
Jiang Li continuously activated the sword formula, turning illusion to reality, and theoretically, no matter how strong his power was, it would still be a considerable drain, indeed potentially rendering him weaker eventually.
From the looks of the situation, the Locust God indeed fell for it.
He wanted to save Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince, even if he knew there might be risks involved, he had to try.
And when Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince attempted to flee, that was when Jiang Li struck. To kill the Locust God first, then Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince, sparing none of his enemies.
But who would have thought, upon seeing this scene, Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince developed the illusion that he could counter-kill and thus attacked Jiang Li.
Thus, he died.
Jiang Li had no choice but to reserve his killing sword strike for Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince, while the Locust God decided to retreat decisively.
Watching the dragon head fall to the ground, Jiang Li couldn’t help but sigh lightly, "To believe your own stupidity is useful, that was my mistake."
Jiang Li had previously thought that even a piece of toilet paper had its use, but now he realized, even though toilet paper can only wipe asses, at least it doesn’t screw things up. Sometimes, idiots are even worse than toilet paper.
"To actually have killed Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince..."
From a distance, Da Feng saw this scene, exchanged a glance with Zaochi, morphed into his demon form right away, manipulated the Gang Wind to forcefully dispel an impending encirclement, and roared away with Zaochi.
Although the mantra of Nether City is survival of the fittest, if there was a chance to kill Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince, who wouldn’t consider it thoroughly?
Striking at Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince is one thing, but taking his life is another.
And those who dare to take Flood Dragon’s Crown Prince’s life are indeed Killing Stars, not to be trifled with. Da Feng and Zaochi quickly decided it was best to leave swiftly.