Myriad Daos of the Heaven

A Spirit Infant fighting Nascent Soul cultivators—and one against many.

This was unprecedented!

This was defying the heavens to slay immortals!

If he won, this battle would be forever recorded in the annals of history, becoming a legend.

At this moment, Jiang Jichen was in the midst of a terrifying barrage from a seemingly endless number of Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators.

He pushed his Seven-Colored Divine Soul Spiritual Thought to its absolute limit and executed Shadow Step.

Illusory Indeterminacy!

Shapeshifting!

Void Shadowless!

Mountain River Shadow!

At the same time, his Holy Sword danced ceaselessly.

Thoughtless Life and Death Sword!

Star Sword Technique!

Tai Chi Swordsmanship!

And Sinking Mountain struck out again and again.

Sweeping the Six Harmonies!

Suppression of the Eight Desolates!

Six Harmonies Unite!

He also unleashed exquisite Fist Skills.

Seven Stars Gathering!

Heaven and Earth Silence!

Furthermore, he flicked his fingers, executing a Finger Technique.

Cloud Disappearing Rain Scattering!

Rainy Sky!

...

In that moment, Jiang Jichen unleashed everything he had learned with wild abandon.

Body Techniques, Sword Dao, Saber Techniques, Fist Skills, Finger Techniques... he fused them all, alternating between them.

Unbeknownst to him, he had stepped into a wondrous state of the Martial Dao.

All techniques as one!

Countless Martial Arts Techniques were mastered and integrated. Every move, every stance, was exquisitely perfect and flawlessly executed.

The myriad techniques in his mind came to him with a single thought, effortlessly at his fingertips.

Moreover, Jiang Jichen had activated Heart Hidden Heaven and Earth, coordinating it with his Seven-Colored Divine Soul.

Not the slightest change in the world around him could escape the perception of his Divine Thought.

In this moment, short of activating his Seven-Colored Spiritual Vein, he had pushed all of his current advantages to their absolute peak.

Normally, even someone at the Perfect Realm would be unable to fight a group of powerful Nascent Soul Early and Mid-stage Cultivators while only at the Spirit Infant Middle Realm.

But Jiang Jichen, in addition to his Perfect Spirit Infant Middle Realm, also had the Holy Sword, the Refining Body Golden Body Third Realm, a One Corner of the Sky Killing Array, a Poison-Devouring Pearl Fragment, a Venerable’s Broken Soul Refining Banner, and the Blood-Saturated Old Cloth.

He also had the Undying Scripture, the Demon Phoenix Remnant Technique, and the Source Character Qi Condensing Technique.

And the most terrifying of all were, of course, the Celestial Secret Techniques, each possessing unimaginable power!

All these things combined to create a terrifying miracle—one that could even be called a myth or a legend!

He fought bathed in blood, sustaining injury after injury.

But his enemies also fell, one by one.

"Kill!"

Jiang Jichen had already fought himself into a frenzy.

His Holy Sword was stained with blood, having already taken its ninth head.

Sinking Mountain was caked in flesh, having already smashed five bodies to pieces.

Including the three from before, Jiang Jichen had now slain seventeen people.

Of the twenty-five Early to Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, only eight now remained!

Adding Nangong Wanyu, Qiao Hee, and the other three Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm experts, there were still thirteen people left.

As for Jiang Jichen, he was now panting, leaning on Sinking Mountain just to stay upright.

But he still laughed wildly and said, "Exhilarating!"

The remaining eight were all Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators. Their expressions had long since lost their earlier arrogance, replaced by immense gravity.

This young man before them was only at the Spirit Infant Middle Realm, yet his combat power was boundless. His endless stream of techniques was terrifying to the extreme.

This one battle had already chilled them to the bone.

However, Jiang Jichen had finally reached the end of the road.

His One Corner of the Azure Killing Array, Poison-Devouring Pearl Fragment, Holy Sword, and Soul Refining Banner could no longer be used.

Now, he held only Sinking Mountain in his hand!

Moreover, he was gravely injured and his Spiritual Power was depleted. He had to lean on Sinking Mountain to even remain standing.

"Jiang Jichen, your Spiritual Power is spent and you’re heavily wounded! You’re at the end of your rope. Stop struggling and accept your death!"

"Jiang Jichen, I admit you’re stronger than we ever expected, but you’re already a dead man in my eyes. No matter how strong you were in life, it’s all meaningless in death!"

"Jiang Jichen, it’s time to send you on your way. But you won’t get a chance at reincarnation. Your Divine Soul will be burned by Prison Fire for all eternity!"

...

The eight Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators shouted coldly as they closed in for the kill.

They were certain that Jiang Jichen’s crippled body had no fight left in it, that he was at his journey’s end.

He was only putting up a final, desperate struggle.

The surrounding crowd was still in shock, even though they knew Jiang Jichen was about to fall.

The scene from just moments ago replayed in their minds over and over.

Even now, they found it hard to believe, difficult to accept.

Jiang Jichen, at the Spirit Infant Middle Realm, had slain seventeen Early-Stage Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators.

Such a battle record was the stuff of myths and legends.

Young Master Shan’s face was ugly as he roared in anger, "So what? When a prodigy falls, he scatters like dust and becomes nothing! Anyone who outlives him is stronger than him!"

Beside him, Hex Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.

Jiang Jichen had broken his fingers on two separate occasions. It was the torment of his life, casting an immense shadow over his heart.

He sneered in agreement, "He’s too arrogant and doesn’t know his place. In the end, he can’t escape his doom. So what if someone like Jiang Jichen has great talent and cultivation? He’s destined to never reach his full potential!"

This time, Hex Yao and Mun Xia remained silent, complex expressions flashing in their eyes.

As for the rest, some sighed with regret, while others gloated.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but they all agreed that Jiang Jichen had reached the end of his path and was about to perish.

In the center of the field, Jiang Jichen was gasping for breath!

But there was no despair or dejection in him. His fighting spirit still blazed, and the corner of his mouth curled into a wild, unbridled smile.

’They all think I’m running on fumes, that I’m at the end of my rope!’

But for him, this was just the beginning.

The eight Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators pounced simultaneously.

They wanted to destroy Jiang Jichen’s physical body in a single, decisive blow.

They had already witnessed the terror of his physical body.

Therefore, a body like that could not be allowed to exist.

Seeing that Jiang Jichen was heavily injured and powerless, they attacked casually, some even bothering with only minimal defenses.

They didn’t believe Jiang Jichen had any strength left to harm them.

"Jiang Jichen, die!"

The eight of them roared, their attacks blasting toward Jiang Jichen’s position in unison.

BOOM!

An endlessly terrifying barrage of attacks submerged Jiang Jichen.

Jiang Jichen’s body was seen shattering inch by inch, until it turned into nothingness.

But there was no spray of blood, not even a trace of Jiang Jichen’s own aura.

’This is... not good!’

The eight of them cried out in their minds.

At the same time, Nangong Wanyu’s delicate cry rang out, "Get back!"

But it was too late!

In the next instant, the spot where the eight cultivators stood was inundated by an endless tide of Sword Qi.

Moreover, the Sword Qi surged from behind them, making it impossible to dodge.

With their defenses not at full strength, it was even more impossible to block.

PSST! PSST!

"Ah, no...!"

Blood splattered as heads, severed limbs, and mangled torsos flew through the air, scattering across the ground.

Jiang Jichen, wielding the Ancient Wandering Dragon Holy Sword, had unleashed an explosive burst of his strongest Sword Technique.

Wandering Dragon Under Heaven, Illusion Annihilation; True Dragon Incarnation, my true ferocious might!

There was no suspense at all. The eight Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators were annihilated.

And Jiang Jichen stood there, holding his Holy Sword.

Where was there even half a trace of injury on his body?

Everyone watched this scene, utterly stunned.

Just moments ago, Jiang Jichen had clearly been gravely wounded, his Spiritual Power completely drained.

Why did he now look completely unharmed, without a single scratch?

"He possesses the techniques of the Undying Demon Phoenix! That must have been the Immortal Skill from the Demon Phoenix Technique!"

At that moment, the Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator from the Heavenly Sword Alliance revealed the secret in a single sentence.