Chapter 1501: Angry Bai Qi

Jian Changsheng’s black pupils contracted slightly.

"You’re courting death!!"

Surging killing intent intertwined on Jian Changsheng’s body again. The original black armor was directly shattered by the airflow erupting from within his body. After a roaring explosion, he was like a human-shaped black flame, instantly tearing through the sky!

Da'an closed his eyes and didn't hesitate to raise his sword horizontally in front of him. The next second, a killing intent afterimage flashed past him, and Da'an was sent flying backward as if hit by a meteor!

Clang—!!

The killing intent sword in Da'an’s hand shattered inch by inch!

At the same time, the chain that had almost crushed Bai Qi’s remnant soul loosened slightly, flickering on and off.

For a God Path Demigod of Bai Qi’s level, even his soul would be split in two after death. One part of the remnant soul would follow the laws of the Ghost Path Ancient Treasury and fall into the Underworld River; the other part would be taken away by the corresponding God Path Ancient Treasury, becoming part of its foundation.

The Bai Qi remnant soul in Da'an’s hand indeed possessed a portion of Bai Qi’s power from when he was alive, but compared to the pure Soldier Path will within the Soldier Path Ancient Treasury, there was a huge gap in combat power... At least, the strength exerted by an Eighth-Tier Envoy was no match for the boiling killing intent of the Soldier Path’s Bai Qi.

One black and one white afterimage collided rapidly in the air. The extreme ancient killing intent almost tore the sky apart. After only a few rounds, bloody wounds began to appear on Da'an’s body, and his armor was in tatters.

"[Selfless Sword]."

"[Selfless Sword]."

Two towering sword beams collided in the void. Before this ability centered on killing intent, Da'an’s sword beam wasn't even half as strong as Jian Changsheng’s. Following a thunderous explosion, a bloody hole was blasted into Da'an’s chest, and he fell downward like a meteor.

The next second, a blood shadow flashed in front of Da'an. Jian Changsheng, covered in black killing intent, appeared like a ghost. As the killing intent in his black pupils flashed, his fingertips tapped lightly in the void.

Crack—!!

Pitch-black killing intent thunder erupted from the void, striking Da'an precisely!

Da'an instinctively wanted to use Blood-Drop Tuo to escape, but the moment the blood on his body left him, it was directly evaporated into nothingness by Bai Qi’s killing intent... Those black pupils looked down at Da'an, the gaze as if saying:

Fool.

Using my skills to deal with me?

Da'an had nowhere to hide and was hit head-on by the black thunder triggered by the Finger of Suppressing Thunder. The arm wrapped in the chain turned to ash under the bombardment of the lightning!

Even so, Da'an’s expression remained as calm as an ice sculpture, as if not a single emotion would ever appear.

Having lost an arm, the chain didn't loosen. The other end of the chain, as if guided by Da'an, wrapped around his chest, as if directly connected to his heart!

"If you have the ability, kill me."

"Kill me... and you will never get your soul back."

Da'an said faintly.

Da'an knew he was no match for Bai Qi and couldn't destroy his soul under Bai Qi’s nose. Since that was the case, he could only bind the two together tightly... This way, as long as he didn't die, Bai Qi would never get his soul back; and as long as he died, Bai Qi’s soul would also perish, and he wouldn't get his soul back either.

This move forced Bai Qi into a dead end!

"You!!"

Unprecedented anger appeared on Jian Changsheng’s face!

Bai Qi never expected that a small Envoy of the Ghost Path Ancient Treasury could force him to this point... His sword tip pressed against Da'an’s throat, and for a moment, he didn't know whether to kill him or not.

"Your Ghost Path Ancient Treasury has countless ghosts, what does it matter if one is missing?!" Jian Changsheng asked in a deep voice.

"The Ghost Path has its order. We Envoys exist to defend the order of the Ghost Path." Da'an’s voice remained calm. "Bai Qi, your era has passed. Wanting to be reborn in this era is going against heaven! Even if I die, I will never let you succeed."

Jian Changsheng looked at Da'an’s death-defying stance, and the anger in his heart rose even more. He had finally encountered his incomplete soul and found the dawn of resurrection; how could he be threatened by a small Envoy?

"Do you really think I have no way to deal with you?"

"This chain of yours is a Ghost Path divine ability. As long as your mental energy is exhausted, it will naturally fail to maintain... I want to see how long you can last in my hands?"

As Jian Changsheng finished speaking, the sword light in his hand flashed repeatedly, directly cutting off Da'an’s other arm, and then severing his legs. With blood spraying, he was chopped into a human stick.

Jian Changsheng performed this set of actions smoothly, as if he had done it countless times. As he chopped off Da'an’s limbs, Da'an’s body automatically repaired itself under the power of the blood robes, while his mental energy was constantly being depleted...

No one understood the [Asura] path better than Bai Qi. Now, Da'an’s blood robes would become his final death warrant.

Jian Changsheng gripped Da'an’s throat with one hand, dragging the human stick behind him like a dead dog. Whenever Da'an’s limbs were about to regenerate completely, he would chop them off again without hesitation.

Dragging Da'an to death would take time, and Jian Changsheng’s black pupils fell onto the Underworld River not far away...

"It’s the aura of a Soldier Path old friend... It seems someone has the same idea as me."

"Unfortunately, one era can only produce one Demigod..."

"You..."

"Don't even think about getting ahead of me."

Ancient killing intent surged in the air. He dragged Da'an and vanished the next second.

……

A figure in red-bottomed, black-patterned theater robes shuttled rapidly through the ruins.

Almost simultaneously, the sky above him grew brighter and brighter, almost illuminating this dark ghost city as if it were day. Chen Ling didn't need to look up to sense a scorching sun gradually approaching from behind him.

A cold light flashed in Chen Ling’s eyes. He stopped fleeing and instead twisted his waist, his figure turning into a massive red cloud monster. He opened his bloody maw and rushed straight toward the approaching sun to bite it!

The red cloud swallowed the sun, the fireball that illuminated the ghost city vanished bit by bit, and the surrounding city silhouette fell back into the night...

In the corner of a narrow shadow, two heart-pythons invisible to the naked eye were moving silently.

Unlike that earth-shattering battlefield, the clash of the Thief God Path occurred in a void that no one noticed. A large and a small heart-python were constantly testing and biting each other; one belonged to the Silver King, and the other to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling’s heart-python was only Seventh-Tier, a size smaller than the Eighth-Tier heart-python controlled by Liulian, but Chen Ling’s proficiency in controlling the heart-python was clearly higher than Liulian’s, so he only showed a slight disadvantage, not without the ability to fight back.

Just as Chen Ling was clashing with the two Envoys, the collision of two strands of killing intent in the far distance caught his attention.