Chapter 2763: Today's Death Record

The so-called Heavenly Splendor Dust-Slaying Blade is said to be capable of killing sentient beings in a single grain of dust, and is also called the blade under which everything is fine dust; it is an extremely refined blade technique. Ji Yan Yue wields it as her blade, and it manifests absolute killing power.

Therefore, one push of the Wooden Gate must immediately decide life and death! In an enemy's pre-set battlefield, she naturally doesn't want to waste too much time, so she let those Yanluo escape. Though the Yanluo are numerous, there's no need to worry about them. Only Yin Guan cannot be let go.

The gate opens at this moment. The narrow blade with the Yin-engraved dragon pattern instantly chops out ten thousand blooming lights. It truly sweeps away dust for ten thousand li, clarifying all that is seen. This blade, this trace, are all reflected in gem-like green eyes. And in the next moment, the long blade sweeps across, a head flies high, and the sky... is full of bi-colored blood!

Where is the blood? Every drop of blood twists, exploding into fine curse power threads like cow hairs. The curse power weaves into a net, covering Ji Yan Yue in reverse. And Yin Guan's black long boots step on the blade's spine, like a lone shadow walking on Tianshan. Thus, in mid-air, he flies with his knee, one knee hitting the skull gate!

Ji Yan Yue realizes at this moment that her Dao body is slightly unbalanced! Thus, in that one blade just now, a gap appeared, broken through by Yin Guan.

What is curse power? In fact, everyone possesses it, and almost everyone has used it. For example, "damn it," "die, the whole family," "die without a burial ground," "give birth to a son without an anus." These curses are often only for verbal pleasure and cannot harm people at all.

But are they really without power? Not so. Its power is most subtle, most lingering. Others' words of praise can bring temporary pleasure, but happiness will dissipate. Others' words of attack, the recipient often only feels temporary anger, but negativity will accumulate. If a person is called, and those by their pillow accumulate years of curses, they will inevitably not live long. If a person lives for years in an environment of being belittled and insulted, they will inevitably not end well. They will either burst in anger or collapse in some silent long night.

As a cultivator who single-handedly opened this path, the first to push curse technique to the divine arrival realm, and to push to the cave true's opening path strong one, Yin Guan is undoubtedly the person in this world who understands curses the most. His curse on Ji Yan Yue is just like someone scolding "old hag should die" every day. It seems like a breeze passing the ear, and indeed leaves no trace. Even a contemporary true person cannot detect it.

But the curse has already occurred, the negative influence has already been completed. Accumulating day by day, year after year, it finally accumulates as part of the Dao body, strengthening the self-destruction instinct. Ji Yan Yue thought her colored glaze fire burned everything, but it didn't. She cannot kill her own instinct! Just like spring wind blows and grass grows again. Yin Guan manipulates her self-destruction instinct, fighting with her. She has to simultaneously confront both the opponent and herself.

Thus, the knee hits the skull gate! Like the long sound of evening drums and morning bells. Ji Yan Yue's palace dress is bright at this moment, the embroidery depicts dragons and flying phoenixes, the glory knots into a face engraved with the illusory jade plaque of "Three Pure Profound Treasure," blocking above the skull gate, precisely blocking King Qin Guang's knee strike. The jade plaque is rapidly dyed by bi light, and then shatters on the spot. Ji Yan Yue's body and palace dress darken, yet she smoothly retreats back to the ethereal door. All over the sky, bi-colored light falls down, a bi-colored curse net directly covers this door. Yin Guan's long hair dances, his ten fingers clasped together, curse power also interweaves, binding tightly—person with blade and technique, one net exhausts!

"Demon woman! Do not harm my leader!" King Wu Guan sees that King Qin Guang can hold on, immediately pats his blood coffin and kills over. At this critical moment of assassinating a true person, how can he, an elder of the organization, be absent? He was born and died for the organization; collecting one true person's corpse should not be excessive!

Blood overflows from the coffin seams, instantly spreading into a blood river. King Wu Guan steps on the blood coffin, using the coffin as a boat, his momentum fierce, truly possessing the might of a world demon! "True person's head, I desire to shatter it!" King Tai Shan, steaming with blood mist all over, also suddenly grips his double fists, blood qi surrounds him, knotting into a ferocious battle armor. His momentum greatly rises as he plunders through the air!

Ji Yan Yue again steps out of the door! With one retreat and one advance, she has already sealed the rebellious curse power inside her body. This time, she changes strategy, not seeking to resolve the curse power, only seeking not to affect the battle. After returning to Jing Country, there will naturally be many methods to remove it. The Yang Country royal family was most skilled in sealing techniques, but Yang Country is already destroyed. In the world, there are no hidden techniques more abundant than those in the central Great Jing.

At this moment, the self-destruction desire is suppressed, the curse power is sealed, and it is drawn into the blade body in reverse. Facing such a surging offensive outside the door, she only grips the dragon pattern narrow blade and holds it horizontally—no longer enduring!

In the void, a curved virtual line flashes like lightning, and at the moment the blade comes out, it suddenly tightens. This is Ji Yan Yue's Dao path. The so-called true fate is to "receive the mandate from heaven, fated"! At this time, this virtual line is the application of her Dao path; its name is the True Fate String. As the True Fate String tightens, the edge of the narrow long blade simultaneously falls on three places—King Tai Shan's head, the blood coffin in the blood river, and Yin Guan's neck—fatedly chopping down!

This is the "Unblockable Blade." King Tai Shan fundamentally has no time to react. Along with his blood armor, he is instantly split open on the spot, his body and soul both destroyed, dying unnaturally. The blood coffin also cracks at the same time, and the flow of the blood river breaks! King Wu Guan's upper body is in the blood river, his lower body in the blood coffin, each with a shattered scene. The blade edge wipes across, falling exactly on Yin Guan's neck.

But at this time, Yin Guan, with mad green eyes, probes a hand into the void and grabs, grabbing out another King Wu Guan! "The organization will not forget your loyalty!" He presses the King Wu Guan with eyes dyed bi-colored, waving his hands disorderly, fiercely crashing him into the blade edge. The long blade is dyed with blood, the blood color again turns bi, and the curse power instantly pollutes the true fate! Yin Guan himself is unharmed, retreating back to his evil altar and standing at the center. At that moment of a thousand jun hanging by a thread, he used the connection of curse power to use King Wu Guan's body to replace himself and receive Ji Yan Yue's true fate.

King Zhuan Lun originally also intended to rush in and kill, seizing the great merit of assassinating a true person. But because of the excessive consumption earlier, his actions were slightly slower. Unexpectedly, being just this one step slower, King Tai Shan and King Wu Guan are already gone. Whether King Wu Guan still exists is doubtful, because this fellow has already "died" too many times. But he is not King Wu Guan and doesn't have so many bodies to replace. King Tai Shan's death is real! Where would he still dare to hesitate? The rune chains around his body directly form a circle, he shouts, "Big brother, hold on a bit, I'll go call people!" then jumps into the circle and disappears. He has escaped from Yin Cao!

The former Grand Commandant of Qu Country, the current fourth Song Emperor Wang, is the most straightforward. From beginning to end, he didn't make a single move, didn't do a single thing, only saying, "The matter cannot be done, preserve a useful body and leave for another day!" He directly returns his double blades, wipes his own neck, uses the false death state he practiced earlier, and escapes from the Yin Cao world as quickly as possible.

"Now only we are left." Ji Yan Yue shifts her gaze, looking coldly at Yin Guan.

"Yes ah—" Yin Guan says, almost madly, "Now the true battle begins!!" He stands at the center of the altar, spreading both hands wide—infinite bi light manifests, like mayflies all over the sky, suspended in the entire Yin Cao world. Ji Yan Yue lifts a step to move, but steps with difficulty. Feeling the changes in this world, she then stops lifting her step. "Just now, I chopped three people at the same time, my true fate was weak, giving you a chance to replace... what now?"

She only lifts a hand and grabs in the void, and a winding virtual line appears. The curve of the virtual line seems to describe the hardship of the path, but ultimately it is drawn complete, and ultimately it will be realized. The True Fate String! This is the foundation of her Dao path, the essence of her power. She lifts her blade, only to kill the person she is destined to kill. In some sense, this is an unsolvable blade.

Just at this moment, she suddenly hears a violent sound—"Yan!" Sorrowful, chaotic souls of the people. The smear of yin shadow on the sky's blood moon moves away, soaring in the night sky. It is not originally a yin shadow, but a huge tailless swallow. In just a flash, it pounces forward, its sharp beak attached with a deadly decay intent.

It has long been rumored that in Hell No Door, there is a legendary most evil bird, which does all evil to nurture itself, eating grievances and swallowing hatred, possessing five kinds of fierce divine abilities. It is the pet of the most ferocious King Bian Cheng in Hell No Door.

But seeing it, it is still no harm! Ji Yan Yue casually turns her blade, just one swipe, then kills this huge swallow owl, breaking its claws, cracking its wings, and chopping off its head. No matter how fierce the bird, there is still an uncrossable gap in rank.

And the bi-colored mayflies already rain down like light rain. Ji Yan Yue lightly lifts her head, a red dragon rises to the sky, connecting to the high sky above and supporting the yellow earth below, thus becoming a sky-supporting red pillar, covering her within. The densely packed bi-colored wandering lights fall on this red pillar, yet cannot advance an inch. They can only linger outside like rain hitting a window! At this time, the attack of any single wisp of bi-colored wandering light is not something a divine arrival cultivator can block. So, thousands of wisps, penetrating any single wisp of Ba You Yuan's attack, are not something a divine arrival cultivator can block. The ferocity of Yin Cao, yet cannot harm Ji Yan Yue at all.

This is her uniquely created true fate dragon pillar. True fate imperial clan, external evil cannot invade! But her True Fate String will not be affected, her true fate king realm blade will not be blocked—

"Yan!" At this critical moment, the swallow owl revives again. Its divine ability is exactly right, blocking Ji Yan Yue's mind for a moment. Flapping its wings, it emits a divine ability, its swallow body flying in the void. Its sharp claws pounce, actually pouncing on the True Fate String. Its divine ability emits with a touch, making this string slightly shake, giving birth to a possibility outside of heaven's fate! This divine arrival realm evil bird's grasp of the battle opportunity is too accurate, not the eye realm of a divine arrival... Ji Yan Yue faintly thinks.

True fate thus turns. The string tightens straight! The blade has already arrived! Long sky flying swallow head. The narrow blade kills the swallow owl again. Ji Yan Yue lifts her splendid gold glorious index finger even higher, pointing straight at the swallow owl's corpse. Dragon qi winds around the swallow corpse, entangled with that black substance, unwilling to disperse. The High Emperor intercepts fate with his finger! Forcibly using dragon qi imperial might, blocking the swallow owl's revival power, delaying its revival speed.

"What else is there now?" She asks Yin Guan this way, again grabbing the string in the void. Yin Guan is without ripples, only lightly opening his thin lips: "I curse you, your flesh will be buried in a stupid thing's belly, just like Zeng Qing."

"Who is Zeng Qing?" Ji Yan Yue asks with some leisure. At this time, everything is still very calm. Only one of the ten great Yanluo remains here. The illusory shadows of the ten Yanluo halls are also silent in the void. The so-called ferocious wind and evil rain, the so-called spring grass and green trees. To a strong one in Hell, it is another kind of scenery.

"Hehehe, you don't know, and you don't need to know..." Yin Guan's handsome face is calm, his green eyes are mad, and his voice is extremely light: "I curse you, your soul will chew on pain, life after life, like my sleepless nights." This sentence ends calmly. As if nothing happened.

But in front of Yin Guan, from the green flame burning on the evil altar, a book burning with black flames slowly rises. On the pitch-black cover, there are three words winding with green light. Three evil and twisted Dao words, saying—Life, Death, Book!

At the moment of seeing these three words, immense terror fills Ji Yan Yue's will. For the first time in this battle, she feels deadly danger. Her true person primordial spirit receives a warning from the netherworld. She will die! She will die in this terror! She has not experienced the feeling of her hair standing on end for a long time. What is the most terrifying curse in the world—King Yan wants you to die at the third watch!

Between life and death, there is great terror. This Life Death Book silently opens. Yin Guan is without words, only using his finger as a pen, blood as ink, writing the first Dao word on it—"Ji." Ji Yan Yue already feels her fate covered with a layer of yin shadow. She lifts the dragon pattern narrow blade, one hand grasping the void, redrawing in the void... that twisted string.

The True Fate String and the Life Death Book come from different Dao paths, but at this time they have such similar manifestations—they both are to give the opponent a fated, irreversible death end! "Perhaps both will die, will perish together..." Such a thought arises in Ji Yan Yue's heart and instantly turns into a strong feeling. She understands that Yin Guan also knows this end. Why not stop, seek other possibilities?

In Yin Guan's green eyes, she sees nothing. Yin Guan only calmly and madly writes the second word, a blood-dyed "Yan." Then die! Ji Yan Yue grasps the True Fate String and does not hesitate, exhausting the power of her Dao path, just to tighten it!

But at this time, she seems to hear a sigh. "Alas!" Is it a hallucination? It is indeed someone sighing. Her true person primordial spirit perceives the eight directions, captures all information of this world, and finally can see—that is a figure standing on the blood moon. Dim, cold, upright! A person has always stood on the blood moon. So silent and so proud. And she, in fact, never saw, never discovered? That black substance flows, and the swallow owl actually revives in his shadow.

Always heard of but never seen, more terrifying than all the Yanluo's King Bian Cheng! In fact, he is not inferior to the rumors! Even stronger than the rumors! She predicted King Bian Cheng's move, even prepared to face King Chu Jiang's move, but did not imagine that King Bian Cheng was an existence of this strength.

She heard this sigh. She had to hear it. The authority of sound hearing is completely not under her grasp. This sigh has already become a sea of sound hearing, drowning her ear consciousness. In the netherworld, she yet perceives that with this sigh falling, there is also a sword, soundless, formless, colorless, seemingly non-existent but absolutely fatal—one sword! It is an extremely heartless, extremely cold sword. This sword suddenly falls, existing prior to the warning of danger.

Ji Yan Yue is startled in terror! Yet fundamentally, there is no such sword. It seems that the sigh also did not happen. The person above the blood moon still stands lonely on the blood moon, a black tailless swallow perched on their left shoulder. The person and the swallow, on the blood moon, are both not clearly seen. What is left in sight is only a lonely silhouette. Seems to not exist. But...

On the Life Death Book, Yin Guan has already written the third Dao word—"Yue." "Ji Yan Yue!" The True Fate String in the void breaks. Ji Yan Yue's long hair instantly withers, Ji Yan Yue's body emits a foul odor, Ji Yan Yue's Dao body tilts backward. Today, death is recorded!