"Who are you?"
Ji Shu muttered in a low voice. Since the great chaos in the Wu Kingdom, he had meticulously controlled the overall situation.
Unexpectedly, he first encountered Shan Xiongxin in the depths of the Wuling Mountain Range, at the ruins of the Soul Refining Hall. This person had then disappeared for a long time, only to suddenly sweep across the You and Ji lands with tens of thousands of troops.
Even more so, while he was locked in a fierce battle with Chen Tai Sheng, they had seized Yan, Qing, and Xu prefectures. Now, having just proclaimed himself king, his next step was to dominate the world.
Who would have thought that this mysterious grandmaster who suddenly appeared possessed an unimaginably powerful strength? With mere sword energies, he had forcefully suppressed Ji Shu, and his three-foot green sword at his waist had yet to even reveal its edge.
Jing Ke narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance, "Do you even deserve to know my name!"
"Hmph, hmph, hmph, arrogant words. If that's the case, I must have your heart's blood!"
With a chilling smile, Ji Shu wielded his withered bone sword, creating swirling patterns of sword light. He then stomped his feet on the ground, his figure transforming into a series of afterimages. In an instant, a faint scarlet glow appeared, piercing fiercely towards Jing Ke in the void.
Jing Ke pointed the middle finger of his right palm forward, and a point of starlight erupted, instantly locking onto Ji Shu who was charging towards him.
"Not good!!"
Ji Shu froze instantly, suddenly feeling all the surrounding primal energy firmly locked down. Wherever his gaze fell, it was a world of swords, with streaks of brilliant and dazzling light, appearing like an endless landscape.
*Yin!!*
A beam of light instantly appeared behind Ji Shu, shuttling back and forth through the void, moments away from Ji Shu's back.
Ji Shu's scalp tingled violently. His body felt like a bottomless abyss, and the immense pressure was like the deepest netherworld. A flicker of terror appeared in his gloomy eyes.
The light stream swept past rapidly, stirring up bursts of thunder. From the dark void, it shot out, aiming directly at his vital point.
Below, everyone stared in fearful astonishment, gazing at the starlight filling the sky, the streams of light traversing like a starry night sky.
"Die!"
Ji Shu suddenly turned, blocking the attacking light stream with his withered bone sword. The extreme light splashed, scattering drops of blood!
*Roar!!*
A mournful roar echoed in all directions. A scarlet maggot, five feet long, was held in Ji Shu's hand, blocking the dazzling and fierce light stream for him.
Drip, drip!
Drops of blood flowed from the body of the scarlet maggot.
"Ji Shu, you!!"
The scarlet maggot looked in disbelief at the grim face. He never imagined that after painstakingly cultivating him, teaching him the Soul Refining Hall's cultivation methods, helping him infiltrate the Soul Refining Hall to seize secret scriptures, and helping him ascend step by step to become the Marquis of An, who governed the land.
He! He! He dared to use him...
"This is the only thing you can do for me now!"
Ji Shu said coldly, his right palm clenched, directly crushing the five-foot scarlet maggot: "Escapers from a thousand years ago, how can you be worthy of today's mountains and rivers!"
Ji Shu's expression was ruthless, and the blood on his hand was continuously used to wipe his withered bone sword, causing streaks of light to ripple.
"I never expected that this barren land would produce mysterious grandmasters again and again. You all leap out one by one, opposing me."
Ji Shu said, licking the blood from his sword with his tongue, "Draw your sword!"
"A sword is not meant for nurturing. It should be born to taste blood!"
*Clang!*
Ji Shu swung his sword forward fiercely, "Tell me, who are you?"
"Jing Ke!"
Jing Ke slowly drew the three-foot green sword at his waist and replied faintly, "I have a sword that can move mountains, overturn seas, pluck stars, and accelerate cities."
"With the sword in my hand, I will open these ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers for my lord!"
With the three-foot green sword in hand, it stirred up rumbling sounds, its aura vibrating, its sharp edge imbued with infinite reincarnation.
In an instant, the two swords danced, each sword qi like a rainbow, their moves treacherous, their endless sharpness constantly colliding with layers of void.
Ji Shu's withered bone sword moved as if spectrally, like a wolf or a ghost, like a deep-sea phantom, shuttling through the endless void.
Jing Ke swung his sword at will, his moves fluid and natural, grand and powerful, his aura shaking the heavens, fierce and wild.
In almost a few breaths, they had exchanged forty to fifty moves. The onlookers could not even see their figures, only the swirling sword energies.
*Puff!*
The sound of flesh being torn apart echoed. Ji Shu's chest was ripped open, and streaks of sword qi wound around his bloody chest.
The raging sword qi continuously eroded his chest, tearing through layers of flesh, revealing his pale ribs.
"Pfft!"
The powerful sword qi continuously impacted his chest, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
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Ji Shu leaned on his withered bone sword, a scarlet sword light trailing, and stabbed directly at Jing Ke.
*Hum~~*
Jing Ke's figure instantly vanished into the void. In a flash, he appeared before Ji Shu. A streak of light flashed, followed by bursts of blood.
Shoulder, chest, back, waist, legs - none were spared, all bearing the marks of Jing Ke's three-foot green sword.
*Clang!*
A cold glint flashed and pierced directly through Ji Shu's chest.
*Screech!!*
*Clang!!*
Blood splattered.
Ji Shu roared, enduring the pain, and opened the pupils at his brow. Streaks of sword qi swirled around them.
*Clang!*
Before he could unleash the sword qi from his eyes, a star appeared, piercing through the back of his head. The sword tip emerged from his pupils.
"What is not yours, you cannot obtain. How can the living be worthy of the possessions of the dead!"
Jing Ke appeared before Ji Shu expressionlessly, his gaze cold, his voice devoid of emotion.
Drip, drip, drip!!
Drops of blood slowly flowed from his brow, soaking his eyes.
"You... you... you are..."
Ji Shu's eyes widened in fury, and blood continuously coughed out of his mouth. The arrogance he had moments ago, boasting of conquering the world and proclaiming himself king, was gone.
Now, blood streamed from all seven orifices, his eyes dim and bloodshot, a long sword piercing through his skull!
"Yang!"
A faint word entered Ji Shu's ear. A name he never expected, a pawn he had played with and ridiculed, was the one who ultimately took his life.
"Cough, cough..."
"I... I am not reconciled... I am not reconciled!!"
A faint bitter smile played on Ji Shu's lips as his body plummeted downwards, stirring up clouds of dust.
Ji Shu, a generation's formidable figure, met his end!
Jing Ke turned and walked step by step into the void: "From this day forward, the lands of the three prefectures shall belong to my lord!"
*Clang!!*
*Swish!!*
Hundreds of hidden fangs, concealed all around, as soon as Jing Ke's voice fell, instantly drew their blades and charged into the crowd.
In an instant, heads rolled, and blood rained down like a starry river!