Chapter 412: Chapter 130: Neither Four Nor Nothing
The howling yin wind rose sharply, completely tearing apart the tavern. The wooden walls split open and the roof soared into the air, revealing the scene within.
A dense black fog formed by thick yin qi surged towards them. Two formations of yin soldiers advanced from the left and right, instantly eclipsing all light, plunging the place into a den of evil spirits.
Jiang Li, sitting cross-legged in midair, furrowed his brows. A shadow of a sword flashed, and his Sword Qi, beautiful and elegant, unfurled like a spring breeze sweeping up peach blossoms. The sword danced like flowers, the qi surged like tides, magnificent beyond compare, splendidly unbridled, revealing boundless vitality, blocking the yin wind.
This was the Famous Flower Beauty Sword that Jiang Li had once witnessed in Huanzhu Building, each move and style embodying the spirit of famous flowers and the bones of beauties, in line with poetry, quite suitable as the "Li Qinglian" move, serving as a disguise.
The dazzling Sword Qi cleared away the yin wind and the black fog, and as the two formations of yin soldiers drew near, Jiang Li moved again, his sword style transforming.
However, it was at this moment that Zhong Wuqi’s eyebrows shot up in rage, and he thundered, "Li Qinglian, you betrayed your sect, which is disloyal; turned your back on your master, which is unfilial; defied the court, which is disrespectful; colluded with demons, which is unrighteous."
"Disloyal, unfilial, disrespectful, unrighteous, your sins must be punished by the tortures of hell."
The lengthy judgment was pronounced in an instant, Zhong Wuqi’s hair and beard bristling with anger, the sword tip pointing forward, as suddenly the sky spun and earth turned, filling the world with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere of doom.
This was Zhong Wuqi’s Dao Fruit Divine Power—[The Four Disloyalties and Four Unrighteousnesses].
His Dao Fruit was that of the Underworld Judge Zhong Kui, who specialized in punishing evil and sentencing.
The souls of the dead who had committed evil deeds were judged by Zhong Kui following the principle of the "Four Disloyalties and Four Unrighteousnesses," sentenced accordingly, and then handed over to the Yin Cha to be taken to the execution platform for evil deeds, sent down to the eighteen layers of hell.
The so-called Four Disloyalties and Four Unrighteousnesses are disloyalty, unfilial piety, disrespect for older brothers, and untrustworthiness; disrespectfulness, unrighteousness, lack of integrity, and shamelessness.
Last time, due to a hasty encounter with Li Qinglian, harboring great fear of the Taibai True Monarch, and because this Divine Skill was difficult to use in the midst of fierce battle, Zhong Wuqi held back this card.
Until this time, when Zhong Wuqi had gained momentum and prepared his Divine Skills, directly manifesting their effect.
Jiang Li really wanted to say that you are judging Li Qinglian, what does it have to do with me, but the laughter that came out of his mouth and the effects of the Divine Skills told him, don’t even think about running.
His mind trembled violently, various scenes flashing through his thoughts, listing the crimes of Jiang Li.
First was the crime of disloyalty, the slaying of the Fourth Prince, the assassination attempt on the Second Prince, and the Heart Demon Secret Sword deployed against the Emperor, all speaking of Jiang Li’s disloyalty.
Then came the crime of unfilial piety, the graceful figure of Master Tianxuan, Tianxuan’s posture, and the Bending Flower Hand unleashed against Tianxuan within Gongsun Qingyue...
Tens of times more scenes than those of disloyalty elucidated the heavy sins of Jiang Li.
Next was the crime of disrespect for older brothers, the various overt and covert fights with First Brother Yun Jiuye and Fifth Brother Ling Wujue.
The crime of untrustworthiness, constantly saying "I, Jiang, have always treated people with sincerity," yet always keeping one’s words to oneself, although truthful, always misleading others. Who would have thought even this would count.
Disrespectfulness, the heart of a Jockey...
Unrighteousness, selfish and egotistical, disregarding justice, fully aware of Ji Chengye’s scheme, yet secretly allowing it to continue...
Shamelessness—there is no need to elaborate on that.
The Four Disloyalties and Four Unrighteousnesses, Jiang Li had committed seven of these sins, with only a lack of integrity remaining. And that was only because Jiang Li had not had the chance to commit that particular sin.
Countless images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, striking his heart like the pointed fingers of a thousand people, engendering a profound sense of guilt. Jiang Li suddenly saw a blur before his eyes, and his Primordial Spirit almost left his body.
He felt as though a black hole had appeared behind him, tugging at his Primordial Spirit, with terrifying scenes continuously unfolding, instilling the aura of pain and torment into Jiang Li’s heart.
Naturally, Zhong Wuqi’s Divine Skills had not yet reached the level of casting someone directly into the eighteen layers of hell, but they could mete out punishment in accordance with the crimes committed by the target, taking a trip to hell in the form of illusions.
In the midst of fierce battle, even the slightest misjudgment could be lethal.
"The Divine Farmer’s Cauldron!"
At the critical moment, Jiang Li’s sleeve revealed a Qi Mechanism that suppressed all things, pushing his Primordial Spirit back into his body, while he silently invoked the Heart Demon Secret Sword and the Heavenly Escape Sword Skill to manipulate his thoughts and cut away the assault of a thousand pointing fingers.
It is said that deceiving others is possible, but never deceive yourself, for your own heart is the hardest to fool. Even Jiang Li, with his Pure Yang Daoist Heart, was now disturbed by a sense of guilt sprouting in his mind.
But—
Once the Heart Demon Secret Sword passed, all feelings of guilt were altered, leaving only tranquility.
As long as I have no morality, morality can’t condemn me.
In the blink of an eye, from the Central Divine Power to defense, Jiang Li took the sudden attack head-on, enduring it completely. With the flip of his palm, the Sword Light moved again.
In Zhong Wuqi’s eyes, he saw "Li Qinglian" laugh heartily as a golden light appeared behind her. It was his Primordial Spirit attempting to leave the body before being forcibly retracted; the Primordial Spirit was firmly locked within and no longer manifested outwardly.
The illusion of the eighteen layers of hell appeared behind Jiang Li, and he himself cried out: "Await the time in autumn, on the eighth of September, when my flowers bloom, all hundred flowers shall perish."
The Great Circle Sword materialized into the form of the Qixing Dragon Abyss, Sword Light flashing with a chilling cold brilliance, murderous intent densely woven, utterly solemn yet revealing an ultimate sense of beauty. Yellow flowers danced among a thousand chrysanthemums, a move from the Poetry and Sword double excellence.
In the literary world of this era, the poems of the Immortal Poet Li Bai were not actually circulated. In Jiang Li’s view, Li Qinglian’s poetry all stemmed from the Dao Fruit.
This gave Jiang Li a great space to perform, and even reciting poetry from others, he didn’t worry about being seen through.
The Famous Flower Beauty Sword harmonized with the essence of autumn, allowing Jiang Li’s Innate Golden Qi to play its role in secret. The murderous Sword Light interwove with swirling petals, and the five forefront Yin Soldiers suddenly bore countless sword marks, sliced into thousands of pieces.
Zhong Wuqi had intended to assault the enemy’s Divine Soul with Divine Skills while encircling "Li Qinglian" with Yin Soldiers, attacking from both ends. Now with one side failing, the other was facing a threat as well.
After slaying five Yin Soldiers, the sword momentum did not cease, ready to sweep across, but Zhong Wuqi was already rushing forward.
"Senluo Hell Technique·Sword Leaf Forest."
Dark Sword Qi rolled backward with the Gang Wind, its piercing force like needles and leaves, clashing against the chrysanthemum tide as if thousands of swords were striking each other.
At the same time, the Yin Soldiers that were slain collapsed into a dense Yin Qi, mingled with Residual Souls and chaos, turning into wild Ghost Fires.
The remaining Yin Soldiers advanced in unison, the vast Yin Qi surging forward, aiding Zhong Wuqi’s sword momentum in extinguishing swathes of yellow flowers.
Yin Soldiers, if alive, provoke surging Yin Qi, but if dead, Yin Spirits dance chaotically; such is the function of Yin Soldiers. They can be a weapon or a consumable.
Yin Qi and Ghost Fire surged wildly, Zhong Wuqi with his Sword Leaf Gang Wind charging, the sharpness confronting one’s face.
Just as it seemed Jiang Li would be overwhelmed, his eyes focused, the Demon Cleansing True Qi about to reveal its true power.
However, in that moment, a surge of fiery heat erupted, fierce flames suddenly plunging into the midst of the evil spirits.
"Who dares to run wild here without asking this great king?"
The fire roared in like a blaze through the prairie, wherever it passed, the Yin Qi dissipated, turning into thick black smoke that enveloped the area, as a small figure swaggered over.
Zhong Wuqi looked in the direction of the voice, his eyes suddenly sharpening, "Holy Infant King."
The Holy Infant King, one of the nineteen God Demons of the Devil God Sect, a Fifth Grade Master.