#22 - Chapter 022: Invincible Corpse, Demon Saint Attacks
Bang!
Just when everyone was in despair, an extremely majestic aura descended.
Vast and mighty, like a giant wave in the sea, surging and turbulent.
A sword was wielded, sweeping away the demonic might that filled the sky.
The experts of the six paths of the Demonic Sect couldn't help but retreat repeatedly, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge.
Each of them revealed a look of horror.
Everyone was surprised and looked towards the bamboo-hatted man who had suddenly appeared in the sky.
A single sword repelled six experts from the Demonic Sect?
What terrifying and unparalleled strength was this?
“This… is this the trump card of my Jiang family being deployed?”
“I didn’t expect that there was a peerless expert hidden within the ancestral land.”
“We are saved.”
The Jiang family members were all excited.
Their Jiang family was a descendant of the Great Emperor, how could they be easily defeated?
“What a strong power, I have never seen such a terrifying aura below a Saint.”
“As expected of the Jiang family, descendants of the Great Emperor, even if they are declining, they still retain their own trump cards.”
Elder Qing looked shocked.
The Jiang family elders looked at Jiang Shang in confusion.
They didn't know what was going on?
There was such a strong expert hidden within the Jiang family?
How could they, as Heavenly Human Realm elders, not know about it?
Jiang Shang was completely stunned on the spot.
His expression changed drastically, filled with shock, “You… you are Yu'er, you are not dead?”
As his own son, how could he not recognize him.
At this time, Jiang Shang was both surprised and doubtful.
It was naturally a great thing that his son was alive, but he had clearly buried him personally.
How could he still be alive?
“Yu'er is you?”
Jiang Shang asked the bamboo-hatted man excitedly.
For the rest of his life, he had been living in guilt towards his son.
If his son was still alive, it would naturally be the greatest comfort to him before his death.
“Jiang Yu?”
“That genius Jiang Yu? Wasn’t he dead? How is he still alive?”
The Jiang family members were also dumbfounded.
“No… how could it be him?”
An elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect cried out in a lost voice, both shocked and terrified.
He couldn't help but touch the sword mark on his face.
This scar was left on his face by Jiang Yu back then.
Jiang Yu had already been refined into a spiritual corpse by Jiang Ning, losing his memories of his previous life, and did not pay attention to his father, Jiang Shang.
He carried a long sword, his face pale, looking coldly and ruthlessly at the Heavenly Human Realm elders of the six paths of the Demonic Sect.
“Those who offend my Jiang family shall be killed!”
His voice was filled with bloodlust, causing the experts of the six paths of the Demonic Sect to tremble.
How could this person have such terrifying Yin and evil, bloodthirsty aura?
“You are that genius Jiang Yu? Weren’t you already dead? Why are you still alive?”
The Heavenly Demon Sect elder asked in disbelief, shaking his head constantly.
“Why can’t I be alive?”
“Now that you’re here today, all of you shall die.”
The sword in Jiang Yu's hand turned into sword energy that filled the sky, piercing through the sky and killing towards the six Demonic Sect elders.
Fine Rain Swordplay!
He was a spiritual corpse, already beyond the scope of a zombie, able to cultivate like a normal person.
Moreover, his talent had also been enhanced to an unprecedented level.
The spiritual corpse was just a legend, even in the strongest period of the Corpse Driving Sect, they had never successfully created a spiritual corpse.
Because, apart from Jiang Ning, this cheat, no one had ever cultivated the "Four Fiends Corpse Refining Art" to the highest level.
Faced with Jiang Yu's shocking sword, the six Demonic Sect elders' expressions changed.
They all burst out with powerful auras, using their ultimate moves to meet the attack.
Puchi! Puchi!
However, Jiang Yu, who was an invincible existence below the Saint, was not someone they could resist.
The sword energy pierced through their bodies one after another, spraying out blood.
“Six Paths Heavenly Demon Grand Formation!”
The Demonic Sect elders once again used the formation.
Six black rays of light strangled towards Jiang Yu.
In mid-air, the black rays of light all transformed into huge demon heads, emitting shrill roars, making people shudder.
Jiang Yu snorted coldly, wielding his sword and slashing towards the Six Paths Heavenly Demon Grand Formation.
In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed, and terrifying sword intent enveloped all directions.
Swift Wind Four Swords, Whirlwind Slash!
The sword energy condensed into a huge tornado, tearing towards the Demonic Sect elders.
Rumble~
The sword wind was fierce, tearing the sky and splitting the earth.
The six demon heads, just as they touched the tornado, were directly reduced to ashes.
Bang bang bang!!!
Then, it killed towards the Six Paths Grand Demon Grand Formation, emitting huge collision sounds.
The light of the Grand Formation also became increasingly dim.
The Demonic Sect elders, one by one, desperately injected their vital energy, their faces pale, their teeth clenched, looking very unbearable.
Crack!
Finally, the Grand Formation shattered.
The Six Paths Heavenly Demon Grand Formation that defeated Jiang Shang was directly broken open by a single sword.
“Puchi!”
The people of the Six Paths of the Demonic Sect spat blood one after another, falling to the ground.
Jiang Yu's invincibility instantly shocked the entire audience.
The entire audience was extremely quiet, terrifyingly silent.
Everyone widened their eyes, opened their mouths, and froze in place.
Immediately, they began to rub their eyes, discovering that this was not an illusion, but reality.
It was hard to imagine that the powerful Six Paths Heavenly Demon War was actually broken with a single sword.
“This is too strong, right?”
“The Six Paths Heavenly Demon Grand Formation is not even a match for him, this… below the Saint, who else can defeat him?”
“With Jiang Yu guarding, without a Saint, who would dare to provoke the Jiang family?”
The elders of the Taixuan Holy Land were all taken aback.
They had never seen such a powerful existence below the Saint.
Even Wang Youning, the proud daughter of heaven who shook the Xuanhuang world, was shocked by the strength of the spiritual corpse Jiang Yu.
Jiang Ning, hiding in the dark, revealed a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.
The performance of the spiritual corpse Jiang Yu did not disappoint him.
With his protection, he basically didn't need to fear the Great Xia Emperor being unfavorable to him.
That good uncle of his, just wait for his revenge.
The day he becomes a Saint will be the day of his death.
“Yu'er… haha, it seems that he has far surpassed me.” Jiang Shang smiled with a look of relief.
Not only was his son not dead, but he also had such a powerful strength.
“Run!”
The Demonic Sect elders, one by one, fled in panic.
They also didn't understand why there was such a perverted existence with such combat power below the Saint.
“Since you are here, then all of you should stay.”
The spiritual corpse Jiang Yu used the Wave Treading Slash, turning into a sword light and killing.
The elder of the Evil Extreme Sect directly turned into a cloud of blood mist, his body torn apart by the sword energy.
It was completely a one-sided slaughter.
“Hua Yan, why hasn’t the Emotion Flower Ancestor arrived yet?”
They asked anxiously one by one.
The Butian Pavilion elder looked helpless, “I don’t know either.”
The ancestor's whereabouts were strange, he simply didn't know.
Swish!
Swish!
The speed of the spiritual corpse was extremely fast, even if the Demonic Sect elders wanted to escape, they had no chance.
The elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Blood Refining Hall fell.
At this time, of the Demonic Sect elders who came, only the three elders of the Extinguishing Emotion Hall, the Butian Pavilion, and the Hell Gate remained.
Jiang Yu's sharp sword had already killed in front of the Butian Pavilion elder.
But, suddenly Jiang Yu's sword stopped, and was knocked away by a terrifying force.
“How can my Butian Pavilion elder be killed by just anyone.”
An icy cold voice that could not distinguish between yin and yang resounded throughout the audience.
As if falling from the Nine Heavens, it was full of majesty.
