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Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1697 - 1308: The Millennia-Old Monster Finally Falls! The Curtain Closes Amid Unwillingness!
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Chapter 1697: Chapter 1308: The Millennia-Old Monster Finally Falls! The Curtain Closes Amid Unwillingness!

Whoosh——

Whoosh——

The figures of Jiang Dali and the other three swiftly passed through the blood mist and Qi Force, landing on the ground.

"Shakyamuni!"

Jiang Dali immediately turned around, delivering a domineering punch filled with power towards Shakyamuni behind him.

Unexpectedly, the punch hit nothing but air, merely dispersing the blood mist that lingered in the air.

Shakyamuni’s body had already exploded into a mess of flesh and mud earlier.

"Primordial Spirit!"

Wu Ming sensed something was wrong, and with a low shout, his eyes turned bright, transforming two Sword Radiances into a formidable Primordial Spirit Sword Intent, chasing after a cluster of pure blood mist ahead.

Within that blood mist, the weakened wave of Shakyamuni’s Primordial Spirit emitted prominently.

Wu Ming’s Primordial Spirit Sword Intent struck within the cluster of pure blood mist, instantly causing the mist to churn violently.

"Ah!! Unworthy descendant!"

Shakyamuni let out a miserable scream, the blood mist outside his Primordial Spirit also thinned considerably, but his speed suddenly doubled.

The speed of a Primordial Spirit is already as fast as lightning.

If not for Shakyamuni’s reluctance to part with the Phoenix Essence Blood, he could have disappeared without a trace using his Primordial Spirit. Now, the thinning blood mist instead added to his speed, but Shakyamuni was already heartbroken over the loss of the Phoenix Essence Blood.

"Where do you think you’re escaping to!"

At this moment, a burly figure suddenly rushed forward from behind.

Jiang Dali employed the unparalleled Qinggong ’Thousand-Mile Battle’ from the War God Chronicles, crossing nearly a hundred meters in an astonishing speed, charging forward.

Shakyamuni only sensed a faint sound of breaking air, like some kind of Sharp Weapon, stabbing from behind in an instant.

With a firm heart, reluctant but decisive, he again peeled off some Phoenix Essence Blood, causing his Primordial Spirit speed to more than double, narrowly avoiding an imminent hit from that golden lightning-like tail, quickly slipping into the deep tunnel ahead.

Boom!——!

The massive ice wall was directly shattered to pieces by Jiang Dali’s brute force.

Fragments of ice and shattered ice chips frantically scattered in all directions.

Jiang Dali rushed into the deep tunnel, his steps suddenly paused, and his face turned extremely grim, staring at the countless densely packed ice holes resembling a beehive or ant nest in the tunnel ahead.

So many deep ice holes, none know where they extend to, nor which hole Shakyamuni’s escaping Primordial Spirit had chosen to sneak away in. The only certainty was that this was clearly a carefully designed escape tunnel by Shakyamuni.

Given his strength, there were nearly no people in the vassal state who could force him into a hasty retreat.

And he obviously knew that once it came to the point of needing to flee, the physical body was a burden, only the speed of the Primordial Spirit was quickest. Therefore, he deliberately designed this multitude of hole tunnels to prevent pursuit.

If an enemy dared to equally release their Primordial Spirit in pursuit, then who ultimately is the hunter and who the prey is still uncertain!

"Well calculated!"

Jiang Dali shouted angrily, furiously drawing his saber.

Yidao fell like a fire dragon from the sky.

The fierce, surging, and scorching Saber Qi slashed, instantly blasting the densely packed ice holes ahead into pieces, the exploded ice crystals hadn’t even spread before turning into steam and dispersing.

Inside the shattered tunnel covered in mist, more ice holes extended everywhere, leading to unknown destinations, nowhere was Shakyamuni’s shadow.

"Damned!"

Jiang Dali gritted his teeth.

Suddenly thinking of something, he instantly reached to his waist, just touching the He’s Jade Disc wrapped and tied with refined gold, feeling relieved, he quickly infused a burst of Abnormal Power into the He’s Jade Disc.

Immediately, as Wu Ming and others rushed over, a maddeningly strange wave accompanied by emerald green light was released from the He’s Jade Disc, the light directly casting the misty ice cave in bizarre, green beams.

"Qin Shi Huang!"

Jiang Dali’s Essence Qi roared into the He’s Jade Disc.

In his mind, bizarre scenes flashed across.

Ultimately, his thoughts traversed to a magnificent Imperial Palace with sprawling grandeur.

In his mind, the clear reflection of a noble figure of an Emperor with a majestic Dragon Energy swirling behind appeared.

"How dare you call me the emperor!"

A authoritative and majestic shout, as if a dragon’s roar from the heavens, echoed in Jiang Dali’s mind.

Jiang Dali urgently shouted, "No time for nonsense now! Xu Fu is about to escape!"

"Hmm?"

The Emperor suddenly turned, the majestic dragon woven of Dragon Energy behind also turned its head, its dragon eyes with upright golden pupils alongside the Emperor’s eyes, suddenly covering over as if transcending time and space, using He’s Jade Disc as a ’Medium’, locked onto...

In an instant, near and far — three inches of heaven and earth!

Boom—

Within an ice hole leading to the underground river, unseen by anyone.

The Primordial Spirit of Shakyamuni, wrapped in Phoenix Essence Blood, was instantly locked by the terrifying gaze of the Emperor across time and space. The emotions of surviving a disaster instantly tightened, and upon sensing this soul-freezing Spiritual Power, he was so shocked that his soul nearly flew and scattered.

"Breakthrough Realm?! This..."

"How is this possible" - these four words had yet to birth in his heart when he felt that bone-deep familiar fear, the domineering Emperor’s aura that is supreme in heaven and earth.

If the Undying God intentionally exudes this supreme aura, Shakyamuni could still dismiss it or even mockingly laugh.

But now, upon sensing this real Emperor’s aura, he was instantly like a mouse encountering a cat, and his Primordial Spirit was nearly about to explode on the spot.

"Your Majesty!!! You...can actually strike?"

With his abilities, he could naturally calculate that Qin Shi Huang was still alive, struggling to survive within Qin Shi Huang’s Mausoleum,

But he also knew well that Qin Shi Huang was restricted by many hidden dangers that followed from the battle with the Holy Emperor, unable to leave the mausoleum, nor able to strike.

Therefore, even though he lived for over a thousand years, he always changed identities in the Martial World, dared not reveal his true name to avoid attracting Qin Shi Huang’s attention, yet he still lived freely and even more recklessly.

But now, Qin Shi Huang, who shouldn’t be able to strike, actually did so against him; how could it not scare this heart-guilty person who hid for over a thousand years to death?

"Xu Fu!"

Qin Shi Huang’s voice, like a dragon’s roar, transmitted from within the Spiritual Power. Just the domineering aura alone deterred Shakyamuni from acting rashly. Coldly, he said, "I did not treat you badly back then, yet you dared to betray me! Today! I shall take away the Undying Bird Essence Blood from you and grant! You! Death!"

Upon uttering the last word "death," Shakyamuni was nearly fainted by the formidable Dragon Energy’s majesty that shocked him to the depths of his spirit. The Phoenix Essence Blood outside his body was involuntarily stripped away by this terrifying Emperor’s majesty, quickly dispersing.

Under Heaven, all land belongs to the King; where land reaches, all are King’s subjects!

When the Emperor is angry, thousands lie dead!

One word from the Emperor can become law!

Even if Qin Shi Huang did not appear, merely shouting from thousands of miles away could make Shakyamuni stretch his neck for slaughter?

Is a Breakthrough Realm powerhouse terrifying to this extent?

"No!!!"

The Primordial Spirit-stunned Shakyamuni suddenly realized something was wrong.

Even as powerful as Breakthrough Realm Qin Shi Huang, it was impossible for just one shout to make his Primordial Spirit collapse.

This was entirely intimidation, the Eternal Emperor’s—Emperor’s Heart Technique!

Instantly, his Power of Primordial Spirit forcibly expanded again, deploying God Slaying Tribulation.

The whole cluster of Primordial Spirit power immediately became a bright yellow vortex, breaking through Qin Shi Huang’s Primordial Spirit power transmitted via He’s Jade Disc as "medium," swiftly escaping, ready to take the Phoenix Blood and flee.

But at this moment, a sword light like Extreme Light, unmatched in speed and rushing with thunderous force, pierces swiftly like a silver ribbon through the air.

Within the fierce sword light, an elderly face with gray hair issued an old angry shout, like rolling thunder, transforming into a shaking earth and sky roar between Shakyamuni’s Primordial Spirit.

"Shakyamuni! This old man said before! On behalf of Monk Emperor, to stab you with a sword! Give your life!"

Shakyamuni was so angered he nearly spat blood. If his body were still present, he would definitely blow his beard and glare.

Damn you!

Previously, wasn’t he already stabbed with a sword, and now another sword comes, can this still be considered just one stab? It’s simply endless; even Monk Emperor in the underworld should rest peacefully.

"I am..."

Qin Shi Huang was also shocked by the sudden terrifying Sword Intent’s attack during this revelation, intending to evade with thought constructed from part of his Primordial Spirit power, but to his horror found he couldn’t even move his thoughts; a word merely lingered in thought before stalling.

Next moment!

This uncompromising sword light unhesitatingly pierced through all sections of deceiving Primordial Spirit power.

A ’presumptuous’ consciousness still stayed within thought, and Primordial Spirit consciousness momentarily blurred.

Pfft!—

A mist of blood surged.

Shakyamuni let out an extremely mournful scream, the Primordial Spirit within the Phoenix Essence Blood thoroughly collapsed and exploded, Body and Soul Destroyed.

A generation’s hero, the thousand-year-old Shakyamuni, utterly died.

Almost simultaneously, far in the Holy Dynasty at Lingyun Pavilion, Blood Transformation Divine Venerable, who surrendered, also felt unprecedented intense fear and pain, the pain of death.

"Presumptuous...presumptuous!!!"

In the narrow ice hole passage, parts of Qin Shi Huang’s near-collapsing Primordial Spirit consciousness issued an unwilling angry shout, exerting utmost effort with collapsing Primordial Spirit power to wrap the dispersed Phoenix Essence Blood, instantly receding swiftly back towards the He’s Jade Disc linked as a ’medium’...

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