Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

"No next time? What do you mean by that?"

Song Jiuxiao’s expression was incredibly ugly.

He stared at Jiang Chen in disbelief.

Jiang Chen said coolly, "Dead men, naturally, don’t get a next time!"

This Song Jiuxiao was an absolute bastard.

For his own selfish desires, he had tried to desecrate their ancestral tombs. When Zifeng Jun and Purple Wind Frost tried to stop him, he not only nearly crippled Zifeng Jun but also planned to defile Purple Wind Frost right in front of the Purple Wind Clan’s ancestral graves.

His actions were worse than a beast’s!

Towards such scum, Jiang Chen would show no mercy or pity!

BZZZT!

A glint of cold light gathered between his fingers. With a flick, it shot out.

PFFT!

The cold light was like a lightning bolt, gone in an instant.

This silver glint pulsed with incredibly condensed True Essence, blooming with a brilliant, sharp radiance. In a flash, it sliced clean through Song Jiuxiao’s arm, severing it at the shoulder.

"AWOOOO!"

Song Jiuxiao shrieked in agony. His eyes widened in rage and disbelief as he glared at Jiang Chen. "You... you... how dare you do this? My father is the Sect Master of the Kaiyuan Sect in the Great Yuan Dynasty! How dare you treat me like this?! ROAR... Jiang Chen, I’m going to tear you limb from limb and imprison your soul so you will never find peace!"

BOOM...

A surge of black energy suddenly erupted from Song Jiuxiao’s body.

It was a black, spherical mass.

The moment the sphere appeared, it immediately enveloped Song Jiuxiao, allowing him to break free from Jiang Chen’s grasp. Cocooned within the black Energy Ball, Song Jiuxiao’s body began to radiate a dark and evil light.

"Jiang Chen, be careful! Song Jiuxiao’s Martial Soul is the Celestial Tier Ninth Grade Tombstone of the Dead! This is his Martial Soul Talent, Ancestral Spirit Possession!" Gai Shi’s expression shifted, and he shouted a warning.

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

His expression quickly turned grave as he looked at Song Jiuxiao, now suspended in the air.

The Tombstone of the Dead!

A Celestial Tier Ninth Grade Martial Soul!

This was a feared and infamous Martial Soul. Legend had it that experts who possessed the Tombstone of the Dead Martial Soul could sacrifice the corpses of others to gain the blessings of their lingering spirits, thereby obtaining a portion of the power they held in life.

In the history of the Qiankun Continent...

every single expert who possessed the Tombstone of the Dead Martial Soul was a reviled grave robber, hunted by all!

They would steal the remains of fallen experts and sacrifice them to the Tombstone of the Dead Martial Soul to activate their Martial Soul Talent—Ancestral Spirit Possession!

And that was why...

the moment Song Jiuxiao arrived at the Celestial Burial Demon Mausoleum, he had planned to excavate these graves. He wanted to seize the skeletal remains of the experts within, feed them to his Tombstone of the Dead Martial Soul, and obtain the immense power they wielded in life.

SWOOSH!

A towering figure suddenly shot out from within Song Jiuxiao’s Martial Soul.

This was an extraordinarily valiant man wearing a golden crown and Gilded Armor, holding a Coiling Dragon Long Spear.

The moment he appeared, an imposing aura that commanded respect without anger surged between heaven and earth.

This was the soul of a Human King!

He was once a Divine General of the Great Yuan Dynasty, granted the title of Shoulder-to-Shoulder King. After he fell in battle, his corpse was obtained by Song Jiuxiao, who used the Tombstone of the Dead to devour it and transform it into an Ancestral Spirit.

"Ancestral Spirit Possession!"

Song Jiuxiao let out a roar, and the massive phantom of the Human King behind him instantly surged into his body.

In that instant...

the aura radiating from Song Jiuxiao’s body grew increasingly violent, and a hurricane began to swirl around him.

"Jiang Chen, the original owner of this Ancestral Spirit of mine was once the Undying Divine General of the Great Yuan Dynasty, and his cultivation reached the Peak of Human King Realm. On the battlefield, no matter how severe his injuries, he would not die because he possessed nearly infinite Life Force. As long as it wasn’t a fatal blow, he could recover from any wound in an instant."

A look of immense pride spread across Song Jiuxiao’s face as he sneered, "I have now obtained his power, which can be called an Undying Body. I’d like to see how you intend to fight me now!"

BOOM!

Surging, turbulent True Essence fluctuations condensed in his palm, forming a True Essence Long Spear.

He swept the Long Spear across the air.

Brilliant rays of light immediately erupted from the spear’s shaft, and the Golden Dragon coiled around the True Essence Long Spear blazed with dazzling radiance.

A colossal power that could make heaven and earth lose their color exploded forth in an instant.

ROAR!

The coiled figure of an Azure Dragon on the Long Spear suddenly flew off, shimmering with golden light, looking utterly lifelike.

The Dragon Scales on its body were incredibly sharp, gleaming with a cutting edge. With a tremor of its body, it charged forward to crush Jiang Chen.

Its massive dragon claws reached out through the air.

The talons on these claws were sharp as scythes, glinting coldly as they tried to grab Jiang Chen’s head and crush it.

A cold light flickered in Jiang Chen’s eyes. He raised a hand and threw a punch. "Azure Dragon Emerges from the Sea!"

ROAR!

Two dragon-shaped streams of True Essence collided in mid-air.

Both dragon heads exploded simultaneously. Following that, their serpentine bodies clashed again and again, shattering and dissipating into nothingness.

"Kill!"

"Fight!"

The two roared in unison.

At the same time, they transformed into streaks of Flowing Light, hurtling toward each other at incredible speed.

"True Martial Thirty-Six Spears..."

"Fish Dragon Nine Swords..."

Gleams of the spear and shadows of the sword continuously appeared in mid-air. Sharp, powerful flashes of light crisscrossed the sky.

Two entirely different energies collided in the void.

RUMBLE...

Waves of terrifying, destructive energy blasted out in all directions, stirring up a dreadful storm within the Celestial Burial Demon Mausoleum. Both men were top-tier experts among the younger generation of the Eastern Continent, and the commotion from their battle was in no way inferior to a clash between ordinary Human Kings.

However...

a peculiar sight unfolded. Their exchange failed to stir even the slightest ripple within the Celestial Burial Demon Mausoleum.

Even the gales and waves of sword energy, powerful enough to shatter a thousand-zhang peak, seemed to meet an invisible barrier when they fell upon the low grave mounds of the Celestial Burial Celestial Demon Mausoleum.

They all dissipated completely!

"True Martial Thirty-Six Spears—the Thirty-Sixth Spear!"

Song Jiuxiao’s face was flushed. He roared at the sky and thrust his spear.

Instantly, a sky full of spear phantoms, like a torrential downpour, rained down on Jiang Chen with crushing force.

Jiang Chen’s expression was cold as he swept his longsword horizontally. "Fish Dragon Nine Swords—the Ninth Sword!"

A vast river of blue sword energy stretched across the sky. A carp formed from golden Sword Qi suddenly broke free from the blue river’s confines.

It transformed into a True Dragon soaring through the Nine Heavens!

ROAR!

The True Dragon Sword Qi was incomparably ferocious, directly shredding the peerless spear gleams to pieces.

Immediately after, its dragon tail swept out.

BOOM!

The dragon tail moved with incredible speed and violent force, lashing heavily against Song Jiuxiao’s body. He shuddered violently as his Protective True Essence was torn apart. The Spirit-Slaying Sword sliced a gash across his waist—a ghastly, glaring wound with flesh curling back. Severed intestines flew out amidst the torrent of blood.

"ROAR!"

Song Jiuxiao let out a wretched scream, his face filled with venomous hatred. "Ancestral Spirit Power—Undying Body!"

SHIMMER...

As a gentle light flowed over him, the wound on his waist healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Song Jiuxiao burst into laughter. He looked at Jiang Chen, completely fearless. "Jiang Chen, did you see that? All your efforts are futile. You can’t even hurt me!"

"Are you sure?"

Jiang Chen just sneered, his figure abruptly vanishing from sight.

When he reappeared...

Jiang Chen was already behind Song Jiuxiao.

With a flick of his longsword.

PFFT!

The Spirit-Slaying Sword pierced straight through Song Jiuxiao’s head. The blood-stained tip emerged from between his eyebrows, pinning his entire body to the ground.

"Ancestral Spirit Power—Undying Body! I am undying!"

Song Jiuxiao was completely unconcerned. He activated his Martial Soul Talent, and a gentle energy began to slowly restore his damaged body. He said smugly, "Jiang Chen, give up! You can’t kill me! Hahaha..."

"I don’t believe you!"

Jiang Chen said, enunciating each word.

He didn’t even pull out the Spirit-Slaying Sword, leaving Song Jiuxiao pinned to the ground. Brilliant golden light gathered around his fists, and his gaze suddenly became sharp and solemn. "Song Jiuxiao, I told you that you would die today. I, Jiang Chen, always keep my word!"

BOOM!

Jiang Chen’s fist fell, smashing directly into Song Jiuxiao’s back and completely pulverizing the organs in his chest cavity.

BOOM...

Another punch shattered Song Jiuxiao’s spine.

BANG! BANG! BANG...

Jiang Chen’s fists became a blur of afterimages, raining down one after another. Under Jiang Chen’s continuous bombardment, Song Jiuxiao screamed incessantly. His body was repeatedly broken, a mangled mess of flesh and blood, until he was nothing more than a pile of meat paste.

"Hahaha, Jiang Chen, you can’t kill me! Undying—"

Song Jiuxiao’s mangled lips still twitched. He was still shouting, trying to borrow the Ancestral Spirit Power to repair his ruined body.

But would Jiang Chen give him the chance?

The answer was—no!

A golden energy fluctuation suddenly emanated from Jiang Chen. His eyes turned impossibly cold as a ray of golden light shot from his palm, enveloping Song Jiuxiao. He slowly began to speak...

"Secret Technique—Heaven-Swallowing!"

[Monthly tickets have reached 200, so I need to add an extra Chapter. Little Tian will be updating with six more Chapters tonight!]