The last spark of immortal fire in Kuchen’s eyes finally went out.
With death approaching,
he cast a venomous look at Wang Hao.
His immortal soul exploded with a deafening roar.
A golden death curse pierced through the flames of the karmic tribulation,
heading straight for the space between Wang Hao’s brows.
That was Taiyi’s final counterattack—
one that sacrificed all the resentment of an immortal.
Even if Wang Hao fled to the end of the Imperial Dao River,
the curse would still catch up with him.
Wang Hao did not dodge.
Instead, he took out the Nine-Lives Corpse Husk he had just obtained from signing in.
The gray-white corpse husk unfurled in the wind.
In the blink of an eye,
it transformed into another Wang Hao.
The death curse shifted its target,
piercing through the corpse husk’s brow.
The Nine-Lives Corpse Husk rapidly decayed,
finally turning to ash.
Wang Hao watched the corpse husk vanish,
feeling somewhat regretful.
“What a fine treasure.”
“And I only got to use it once.”
The New Emperor Sword transformed back into a silver-haired youth.
“How many times did you expect to use it?”
“It’s called Nine-Lives.”
“I assumed it could be used nine times.”
“Isn’t the technique of corpse liberation also called Nine-Lives?”
“And didn’t its user still die in the end?”
Wang Hao nodded.
“That makes sense.”
“Next time, I’ll have the system write the description more clearly.”
Boom!
With Taiyi’s support gone,
the Incense-Fire Immortal Bell began collapsing from within.
The woman holding her daughter stood upon the shattered stars
and gave Wang Hao a slight bow.
It was not an act of worship,
but simply a gesture of thanks.
Then,
she and her daughter’s soul shadows transformed together into pale golden motes of light.
More and more soul shadows faded away.
They had been imprisoned for far too long
and had long since lost the ability to reincarnate.
But before vanishing completely,
they finally remembered their names once more.
Outside the immortal bell,
a massive crack ran through its body.
Wang Hao followed the crack and walked out.
Behind him,
billions of pale golden motes scattered across the Nine Provinces.
They were not incense offerings,
nor the power of faith.
They were merely the traces left behind
by countless ancient beings who had once existed.
Taiyi Ancient Immortal’s physical body had already been torn apart.
The Blood Luo Immortal Lord carried away the largest mass of golden, corrupted blood.
Xuanming swallowed Taiyi’s left arm and half of his head.
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal seized the main body of the Incense-Fire Immortal Ring.
The Dragon-Slayer, meanwhile, guarded the breach in the immortal bell,
with more than a dozen fragments of the bell piled beside him.
When he saw Wang Hao emerge,
he finally let out a sigh of relief.
“If you had taken any longer,”
“this old man wouldn’t have been able to hold on to these things.”
Wang Hao glanced at the fragments.
“Three pieces are missing.”
The Dragon-Slayer’s expression darkened.
“This old man blocked three immortals for you.”
“And the first thing you do after coming out is count the pieces?”
“Even brothers have to keep their accounts straight.”
“This old man is not your brother.”
“Then all the more reason to calculate everything carefully.”
Wang Hao raised his hand.
The Taiyi Origin Blood inside the Sealing Immortal Altar had completely quieted.
The system notification appeared soon afterward.
[Taiyi Ancient Immortal’s immortal soul has been burned away!]
[All seventy-two incense immortal runes have gone out!]
[Immortal-level lifeform Taiyi confirmed dead!]
Wang Hao picked up a fragment of the bell’s golden tongue.
The next moment,
a sign-in notification appeared.
[Special sign-in location detected!]
[The next sign-in is available!]
But before Wang Hao could sign in,
a faint ray of sword light
suddenly emerged from the reflection on the fragment of the bell’s tongue.
It was too fast.
And far too close.
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal had appeared behind Wang Hao at some point.
That cracked little sword—his life-bound sword forged from his left eye—
thrust toward the back of Wang Hao’s neck.
The New Emperor Sword barely had time to think.
The silver-haired youth abruptly stepped in front of Wang Hao.
Shhk!
The life-bound sword pierced through his chest.
The silver-haired youth’s body instantly filled with cracks.
Half of his right arm soundlessly crumbled away.
He lowered his head and stared at the sword tip protruding from his chest.
His expression was slightly bewildered.
Wang Hao slowly turned around.
He looked at the shattered body of the silver-haired youth,
then turned his gaze toward the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal.
The last trace of amusement vanished from his eyes.
“The second one.”
“Taiyi.”
Wang Hao crossed the name off the ledger.
The tip of his brush moved downward.
It came to rest on the words Heaven-Deficient.
“Now.”
“It’s your turn.”
The silver-haired youth’s body began to crumble piece by piece.
He had been formed from a strange artifact to begin with.
He possessed no flesh and blood in the true sense.
But the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal’s sword intent was following the wound in his chest, corroding the source of his artifact-body.
Silver cracks spread toward his limbs.
With every new crack,
the aura of the New Emperor Sword weakened a little more.
“Master…”
The silver-haired youth lowered his head and looked at the rusty sword embedded in his chest.
“This…”
“Seems I really can’t bite through it.”
Wang Hao extended his left hand.
He seized the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal’s life-bound little sword.
The flesh in his palm was instantly shredded by the sword intent.
Even his pale-gold bones appeared, covered in fine sword marks.
The Myriad Contracts, One Origin Seal erupted.
Dark contract patterns coiled around the blade.
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal’s empty eye sockets shifted slightly.
The life-bound little sword trembled.
An invisible force exploded outward.
The flesh on Wang Hao’s left arm burst apart.
His body was hurled a hundred zhang backward.
The little sword was also pulled free from the New Emperor Sword’s chest.
The silver-haired youth lost his support
and began to fall.
Wang Hao stepped forward
and caught him.
The silver-haired youth’s right arm had already vanished.
A transparent hole had appeared in his chest as well.
He looked up at Wang Hao.
His first words were not a cry of pain.
“Does this count as a work-related injury?”
Wang Hao fell silent for a moment.
“It does.”
The silver-haired youth’s eyes lit up.
“Is there compensation?”
“Once I get something from Heaven-Deficient.”
“I’ll give you a share.”
“How big a share?”
“That depends on how you perform.”
The silver-haired youth immediately struggled to stand.
But the moment he moved,
several more cracks split open across his chest.
Wang Hao returned him to the sword.
On the surface of the silver blade,
a sword mark ran straight through it from front to back.
The sword intent continued to destroy its inner structure.
The aura of the New Emperor Sword
had already fallen from the seventh realm of martial cultivation to the peak of the sixth.
In the distance,
the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal withdrew his life-bound little sword.
The cracks across the sword that formed his left eye
were longer than before.
His voice remained emotionless.
“A strange artifact.”
“And it’s worth making you angry?”
Wang Hao gripped the New Emperor Sword.
“It isn’t.”
“But it belongs to me.”
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal said calmly,
“You, too, are a man on the verge of death.”
“A dead man’s possessions”
“have no owner.”
Wang Hao nodded.
“That makes sense.”
“So after you die,”
“your two life-bound little swords”
“will belong to me as well.”
The countless broken swords surrounding the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal all released ear-piercing cries at once.
Within the shattered immortal domain,
countless remnant stars were cleaved apart by the sword intent.
One enormous star after another
was sliced apart by invisible threads,
breaking into neat fragments.
The Dragon-Slayer dragged his severely wounded body
to Wang Hao’s side.
His woodcutter’s blade
was already covered in cracks.
“This blind man’s sword”
“is faster than it used to be.”
Wang Hao asked,
“Senior, you’ve fought him before?”
The Dragon-Slayer looked toward the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal.
A complicated expression flashed through his eyes.
“Before he fell asleep,”
“he once used every sword cultivator in the Western Wasteland as whetstones for his sword.”
“Back then, I was only a woodcutter.”
“A woodcutter who chopped firewood with a blade.”
“He thought the blade in my hands was interesting.”
“So he slaughtered the mountain village where I lived”
“and forced me to draw my blade.”
Wang Hao glanced at the woodcutter’s blade.
“Did you win, Senior?”
“No.”
The Dragon-Slayer pointed to his chest.
Alongside the newly inflicted sword wounds,
there was an extremely old scar.
It began at his left shoulder
and ran all the way across his abdomen.
“I cut him once.”
“He stabbed this old man with a single sword strike.”
“That strike…”
“Caused this old man to fall from the Martial God Realm.”
“And I never returned.”
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal seemed to recognize that woodcutter’s knife as well.
“So it was you.”
“That slash from back then…”
“That’s right.”
The Dragon-Slayer grinned.
“Your sword strike…”
“Was mediocre.”
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal raised his hand.
The countless broken swords all turned in midair.
“Then take another strike.”
Just as the sea of swords was about to descend, the fragment of the golden bell clapper beneath Wang Hao’s feet trembled faintly.
The check-in prompt remained before his eyes.
【Would you like to check in?】
“Check in.”
【Check-in successful!】
【Obtained special item: Edge-Less Sword Scabbard!】
【Edge-Less Sword Scabbard: Conceals the edge, aura, and fluctuations of the Great Dao from a single weapon for three breaths. Effective against Immortal artifacts. Destroyed after use.】
【Information updated!】
【The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal entered the Dao through deficiency.】
【The sword in his left eye severs the physical body.】
【The sword in his right eye severs the soul.】
【A third life-bound sword—the Heaven-Deficient Main Sword—is hidden within his spine.】
【The Heaven-Deficient Main Sword was originally on the verge of perfection. To prevent the balance of the Immortal Dao from being disrupted, the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal voluntarily severed a piece from its tip, ensuring that he would remain forever incomplete.】
【That piece of the sword tip is the Heaven-Deficient broken-sword fragment previously obtained by the host.】
【Fatal weakness: The Dao of Heaven-Deficiency cannot become complete.】
【Once the broken-sword fragment returns to the main sword, the Dao of Heaven-Deficiency will briefly become complete. The moment of completion will also be the moment the Great Dao collapses.】
【The next check-in location has been updated!】
【Location: The Blood Sea Source Eye of the Blood Luo Immortal Lord!】
Wang Hao’s eyes narrowed.
The Heaven-Deficient broken-sword fragment.
It was one of the spoils first dragged back by the golden fortune dragon.
It had originally been pressed beneath the coffin of the right foot.
After the coffin of the right foot shattered, Wang Hao had placed it in his robes.
A fragment of an Immortal sword that appeared utterly ordinary…
Who would have thought it was the greatest weakness of the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal?
Wang Hao suddenly understood why the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal had attacked him first.
It wasn’t because he knew his opponent’s weakness.
It was because the person holding Heaven-Deficient’s life in his hands…
had been Wang Hao all along.
“Senior.”
Wang Hao spoke in a low voice.
“Your woodcutter’s knife…”
“Does it count as a sword?”
The Dragon-Slayer frowned.
“It’s used to chop wood.”
“Of course it’s a knife.”
“Good.”
“Can Heaven-Deficient see it?”
The Dragon-Slayer looked toward those empty eye sockets.
A moment later, he understood what Wang Hao meant.
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal had lost both eyes.
All his perception of the outside world came from sword intent.
Any weapon—
so long as it possessed an edge,
so long as it carried killing intent—
would be detected by him instantly.
But the Dragon-Slayer’s woodcutter’s knife had never considered itself a weapon.
It was merely a rusty piece of iron that had chopped firewood for many years.
Even after it had slain dragons
and slain immortals,
deep within its blade, it still remembered only the grain of wood.
Heaven-Deficient could see countless divine weapons.
But he might not be able to see a woodcutter’s knife.
“What do you need this old man to do?”
the Dragon-Slayer asked.
Wang Hao took out the Edge-Less Sword Scabbard and placed the battered New Emperor Sword inside it.
The scabbard looked extraordinarily ordinary.
It resembled two unpolished pieces of black wood.
The instant the sword entered the scabbard, all traces of the New Emperor Sword’s aura vanished completely.
Even Wang Hao, its master, could only sense its location through their contract.
“Senior, I need you…”
“To open a hole in Heaven-Deficient’s back.”
The Dragon-Slayer glanced at his own crack-covered woodcutter’s knife.
“And then?”
Wang Hao pulled a rust-covered broken-sword fragment from his robes.
“I’ll mend his sword.”
The Dragon-Slayer fell silent.
Then…
He wore a strange smile.
“There are many in this world who want Heaven-Deficient dead.”
“But you’re the first to try to mend his sword.”
Wang Hao tucked the fragments of the broken sword into his sleeve.
“Since I’ve picked them up,” he said,
“I should return them to their rightful owner.”
“Otherwise, it would make Great Xia seem discourteous.”
As his voice fell,
countless broken swords came crashing down.
Wang Hao stepped forward.
Both palms thrust out at once.
Heaven-Prisoning Earth-Covering Palm!
The first palm.
Three hundred broken swords came to a halt.
The second palm.
The power of imperial faith spread across the palm print.
The third palm.
A thousand broken swords veered aside.
The fourth palm.
Corpse mottling burst across Wang Hao’s right arm.
The fifth palm.
A vast expanse of sword qi was forcibly compressed into the void.
The sixth palm.
A golden dragon of destiny bit down on the edge of the sea of swords.
The seventh palm.
The ruined stars beneath Wang Hao’s feet shattered completely.
The eighth palm.
For the first time, the robes of the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal fluttered backward.
The ninth palm!
“Heaven-Prison!”
Boom!
Nine layers of palm force closed in one after another.
The entire sea of swords
seemed to be clutched between two boundless giant palms.
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