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Shu Yun's face was dark as he watched Kun Ru Tao ramble on without any sign of being affected.
"Senior Brother!?" Xin Dan knew just how powerful his senior brother's methods were.
Shu Yun waved his hand, signaling him to be quiet.
"Although I don't know where you came from, you've made two mistakes." He raised two fingers.
"First, you shouldn't be here. Second, you shouldn't have killed Shu Fang."
With each statement, Shu Yun's expression grew more somber, and by the time he finished speaking, his face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip with water.
Kun Ru Tao realized that the first challenge of his life had appeared since Shu Yun showed up, but he couldn't guess the outcome. Perhaps it would be the other party falling, or perhaps it would be his own death. Regardless of the outcome, the price paid would be enormous.
Sima Yan tightened his grip on Kun Ru Tao's hand with a hint of worry.
"Don't worry, it's fine. I promised him."
Kun Ru Tao ignored him and gently patted the hand of his beloved beside him once more.
"You can rest assured; I won't let you go alone." The killing intent in Shu Yun's eyes grew stronger.
He firmly believed that if it weren't for Kun Ru Tao blocking their path, he would have already claimed Solemn Temple for himself.
At that moment, he felt the blood within him, which had long been cold, begin to boil. The impulse before each kill sent an exhilarating rush through his nerves. He had tried many times and ultimately became completely addicted to it.
Sima Yan watched as Shu Yun transformed from a graceful gentleman into a demon from hell. The tongue that emerged from his mouth was astonishingly long, almost a foot in length, and its tip forked like that of a serpent.
The pallor on Sima Yan's face was not enough to describe her current expression; she felt nauseous and on the verge of vomiting. If it weren't for the warmth of her beloved radiating from her palm, she would have already collapsed and retched on the ground.
"I never expected you to be so ruthless," Kun Ru Tao said, shaking his head helplessly.
This battle was unavoidable. The person across from them was not only merciless to others but even more so to himself. He couldn't understand how Shu Yun managed to conceal his identity as the "God of Corpses" in front of everyone.
"Kill!" Yun raised his arms and shouted wildly. "Let Solemn Temple be the first stop of this bloodbath."
As he spoke, he moved like lightning. Kun Ru Tao barely had time to send those around him into the inner courtyard before being met with Shu Yun's torrential assault.
If Shu Yishi was a stream, then Shu Yun was an ocean.
The overwhelming attacks coalesced into a single point, piercing into Kun Ru Tao's body.
Was it resonance?
Kun Ru Tao felt everything within him spiral out of control; his heart turned into his lungs, and his lungs transformed into his spleen—everything was inverted.
Blood did not merely escape from his mouth; it burst forth from every pore in his body, shooting out violently.
In the instant Sima Yan was sent into the inner courtyard, she witnessed a scene that would haunt her forever, leaving her heart cold as ash.
Kun Ru Tao bloomed like a red flower.
"Ru Tao..." she cried out in anguish, her voice tearing at her heart as he vanished from her sight. Only when she regained her composure did she realize she had entered another world, and Kun Ru Tao had disappeared from her view.
It hurt.
Kun Ru Tao felt a pain that was almost like being flayed alive, yet it was this very pain that kept him from losing consciousness.
The force he faced was overwhelming, so powerful that he could not resist. Not only had the opponent concealed their identity, but they had also hidden their cultivation level.
A Golden Immortal?
At this thought, Kun Ru Tao's heart surged with fighting spirit. Though gravely injured, he was an Alchemist, a Silver Dao Alchemist. With no time to swallow a pill, he shattered the vial and directly absorbed the medicinal essence into his body.
He retreated, flying backward.
Shu Yun's attacks continued unabated, and at this life-and-death moment, Kun Ru Tao fully unleashed his potential.
Strong individuals have their dignity, but this principle did not apply to Shu Yun.
The strange laughter of "kik... kik... kik..." never ceased from his mouth. His face was already covered in patches of corpse-like discoloration, and his entire body exuded a foul stench.
This was a deadlock; once Shu Yun revealed his identity, it was destined that only one person would stand at the end of this battle.
Xin Dan had rushed into the inner courtyard at the first opportunity to hunt down Sima Yan and resolve the last trouble posed by Solemn Temple.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. I want you to watch as your woman is ravaged to death by thousands of men before I turn you into a Yin Corpse. Of course, I won’t spare that woman either," Shu Yun said casually while attacking Kun Ru Tao.
Shu Yun struck again with a palm, landing squarely on Kun Ru Tao's chest. Kun Ru Tao felt as if he had been slammed by a mountain, and finally coughed up a mouthful of blood—more accurately described as internal organs mixed with blood.
As the blood sprayed out, he finally felt a weight lift from his heart. The Dan Fire within him instantly spread throughout his body.
"Kik, kik, kik. So you're an Alchemist after all. Let me see, you're actually a Dao Dan Master. Is Doushuai Palace really so trusting to let you come out alone?" Shu Yun remarked while continuing his relentless assault on Kun Ru Tao.
The surrounding space continued to shatter, a testament to Shu Yun's power exceeding the limits of reality. The force capable of fracturing space itself struck Kun Ru Tao, and yet he only bled a little. Although the amount of blood was significant, it still startled Shu Yun.
Kun Ru Tao was enraged. He had been suppressing his fury while Shu Yun targeted Sima Yan, but now his anger reached its peak and finally erupted.
The ground trembled.
This time, it was not Shu Yun's doing; rather, it was the explosive force from within Kun Ru Tao that shattered the already broken space once more. The power that surged forth was so immense that even Shu Yun had to momentarily retreat from its edge.
Boom!
Kun Ru Tao finally unleashed his first punch since the battle began. Essence swirled with Dan Fire, carving a profound trajectory through the air before crashing into Shu Yun.
With a resounding clang, it was as if a massive bell weighing millions of pounds had been struck, sending shockwaves that obliterated everything in their path. Everything within a hundred-foot radius turned to dust.
Kun Ru Tao's eyes blazed with intensity as he clenched his fists, unleashing a flurry of strikes in an instant. Each punch carried an overwhelming fury, each one fueled by his full strength.
At this moment, life and death held no meaning for Kun Ru Tao; for Sima Yan, he would annihilate every living being in existence.
A dragon has its reverse scales; touching them means death. And Sima Yan was Kun Ru Tao's reverse scale.
Kun Ru Tao's sudden counterattack caught Shu Yun off guard for just a moment. Relying on his formidable physique, Shu Yun braced himself and absorbed the full brunt of Kun Ru Tao's assault.
At least one-tenth of Solemn Temple vanished under this strike.
The sudden surge of power from Kun Ru Tao broke through Shu Yun's defenses, felt by everyone within Miao City.
"It is the Solemn Temple."
"What a powerful aura."
"Could it be that the Master of the Curtain has broken through?"
...
People were discussing among themselves, and some bold individuals flew toward the source of the power.
"It's the people from Shuyun Dojo." As they approached the Solemn Temple, someone noticed that the area was surrounded by members of Shuyun Dojo, each wearing an expression that warned others to stay away.
"Are they attacking the Solemn Temple?"
"That seems likely. I saw the Venue Master leading most of them to watch the Soul Battle."
"What a clever tactic to draw attention away!"
Not only did those from other factions feel this power, but Luo Ao and others who were rushing back also sensed it. The final effect was that Zuo Dao, who had been sound asleep, was jolted awake.
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Zuo Dao sat up.
"Ugh, that bastard has stirred up Old Kun!"
"Xin Dan has rebelled and is attacking the Dojo," Luo Ao quickly summarized the situation. To his surprise, Zuo Dao simply lay back down after hearing this.
"Let me sleep a little longer. Wake me when we arrive."
Ignoring everyone else, he continued with his Great Undertaking. Those who witnessed this scene exchanged glances, bewildered.
Luo Ao could only shake his head in resignation and pressed on. The Duel Platform was still a bit of a distance from the Solemn Temple. No matter how urgent it was, they couldn't afford to waste any time.
Mu Yuan's expression was grave as he worried about Mu Bai.
"Don't worry, my friend. If it comes to it, I'll stand up for you," Gan Hong comforted from the side.
Mu Yuan managed a strained smile in response, and Gan Hong didn't mind. After all, this young man possessed the Unleaked Body!
At that moment, Kun Ru Tao felt his consciousness sharpening and his spirit lifting. He knew this was the result of pushing his potential to the limit. This state couldn't last long; he had to take down his opponent before he collapsed.
The Essence within him surged to its peak once again.
In just a few breaths, their battle had escalated into a brutal confrontation.
With each step Kun Ru Tao took, pools of blood formed behind him.
Shu Yun, caught off guard, had one of his arms shattered by the opponent's strike, hanging limply at his side with a trickle of black blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"What is the Divine Corpse to me? Today, I, Kun Ru Tao, will risk everything to inflict severe damage upon your Vitality!" Kun Ru Tao shouted as he relentlessly attacked, giving Shu Yun no chance to catch his breath.
Soon, the battlefield was drenched in crimson; it was Kun Ru Tao's own blood flowing from him. It was unclear what method Shu Yun had employed, but blood from within him shot out uncontrollably. Fortunately, he had yet to sustain any wounds since the battle began.
Kun Ru Tao grew more valiant as the fight progressed. Driven by sheer determination, he held onto his breath while battling Shu Yun.
Shu Yun hadn't anticipated that his opponent would be so tenacious. After exchanging blows countless times, he was astonished that Kun Ru Tao still had the strength to fight back, as if that blood spilling forth wasn't even his own.
"Hmph, I want to see how much blood you can still spill," Shu Yun's voice echoed like the drums of a graveyard at midnight, striking at Kun Ru Tao's heart.
"Wow!"
As he spat out another mouthful of blood, Kun Ru Tao felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him.
"Is this all I can do? Is this the limit of my abilities?" he thought to himself.
Shu Yun keenly noticed that the blood contained traces of golden light. A cold smile crept across his face.
The opponent's essence was already beginning to deplete; it seemed he wouldn't last much longer. Although this operation had encountered some trouble, fortunately, it hadn't spiraled into chaos. As long as he killed the person before him and absorbed their essence, the losses from this battle would be completely compensated, and he might even advance further.
With this thought, a surge of excitement ignited within him. What lies beyond the Golden Immortal?
Kun Ru Tao personally experienced Shu Yun's terrifying power, yet he did not feel fear. Even if it came down to the last moment, as long as he didn't fall, there was still hope.
Suddenly, he halted his attacks and withdrew the external Dan Fire due to excessive consumption. Uncertain of what his opponent was planning, Shu Yun took a cautious step back, thinking Kun Ru Tao was about to employ some tactic.
In their previous fierce battle, both had suffered losses; however, Shu Yun's Realm was higher than Kun Ru Tao's, so in comparison, he was still in a normal state.
"The Divine Corpse is indeed powerful!" Kun Ru Tao exclaimed unexpectedly. "You must not have mastered it completely yet? Thank goodness for that."
His words seemed to be both a question and a self-reflection.
Shu Yun was indeed just one step away from achieving Divine Corpse Mastery, which prompted his current attack. For him, Mu Bai represented a crucial source of nourishment. Not only could it replenish his essence but also enhance his Great Dao.
Kun Ru Tao had previously learned some information about the Yin Corpse Sect during casual conversations with Zuo Dao. However, he couldn't discern that those cultivators were actually corpse refiners nor could he realize that Shu Yun was on the verge of mastering Divine Corpse Mastery.
“How do you know all this?” Shu Yun was just as surprised as Kun Ru Tao; he never expected Kun Ru Tao to see through his Realm.
“You'll find out soon enough,” Kun Ru Tao replied with a smile.
This smile came from his sense of Zuo Dao; it was a relaxed smile, a smile of relief. As long as that person was around, Sima Yan should be fine, right? No, he would definitely be fine.
Thinking of Zuo Dao calmed his heart.
However, to Shu Yun, this smile held an entirely different meaning.
“Does he know the weakness of the Divine Corpse? Or does he have a way to deal with the Divine Corpse?” Shu Yun's heart grew more vigilant.
The scene was somewhat terrifying. Kun Ru Tao stood proudly, drenched in blood, facing a figure clad in a Cloud Robe, with a fierce expression and an aura of death surrounding him.
Zuo Dao was arriving soon, but before he got there, Kun Ru Tao wanted to deliver one final blow to his opponent, even if it meant risking his own life.
“Burn!” A low chant escaped his lips.
Shu Yun finally witnessed someone more ruthless than himself.
A burst of flames erupted from the smiling Cultivator across from him. Shu Yun knew the other must be in immense pain because Kun Ru Tao’s smile had twisted into something grotesque, yet he continued to smile.
His outer robe was completely consumed by his own Dan Fire, and it was evident that chunks of flesh were disappearing from his body while new ones were forming in their place.
The Dan Fire within him and the elixirs were only enough to support one final powerful strike. This strike would be the essence of his life; it would be his last attack.
“This move is what he taught me; it's called—Fury.” Even as his voice began to change, Kun Ru Tao articulated each word clearly.
Half of the Dojo was engulfed by a force known as "Anger." This strike would be a shocking blow, one that would make the entire Miao Cheng remember the name "Kun Ru Tao."
With a single blow, mountains and rivers shattered, and the courtyard crumbled into thirty-three pieces, leaving only legends behind. Kun Ru Tao had lived a plain life in Void Bright for over one hundred years, yet he radiated brilliance in Miao Cheng.
The ancient times had passed, and every era was composed of countless stories. This lifetime began with Kun Ru Tao. After he unleashed "Anger," in the years to come, there would be those who remembered that once there was a person who fought fiercely for Red Beauty, driven by a promise to fight to the end.
Corpses and flesh flew everywhere, black blood splattered into the void. Unfortunately, there were no spectators for this scene.
Kun Ru Tao's fist crushed the past, shattering Shu Yun's body until half of his skeleton was exposed. Sadly, this was all he could achieve.
Shu Yun had never felt death so close before. The Cloud Robe had been destroyed under his opponent's punch, and he himself was gravely injured. Healing would require consuming precious energy.
Kun Ru Tao's final strike completely extinguished his hopes. Even if he refined Mu Bai, could he ever reach Divine Corpse Mastery?
This time he had lost utterly; although it was his opponent who fell, he knew this mission had failed, and the consequences were unimaginable.
"Goodbye, Yan'er. I wish you happiness." As darkness slowly enveloped Kun Ru Tao's vision, his body stood firm like the primordial mountains.
This was death; at that moment, Kun Ru Tao finally understood—desireless and unyielding.
When a person dies, the light goes out, returning to nothingness.
In Shu Yun's complex gaze, Kun Ru Tao finally closed his eyes.
However, just as the last glimmer of light faded from his eyes, a faint sound emerged.
"Clang."
It seemed that something had shattered. Shu Yun listened closely and realized the sound was coming from the body of the Cultivator across from him, a man who would not fall even in death.
At the moment the sound emerged, the entire Creator of Miao Cheng felt a stir within their own Dao. Shu Yun was struck with terror as he discovered a thought rising in his heart—an urge to worship the man before him.
Dao Realm suppression.
He cried out in his heart.
He could hardly believe it; a dead man could inspire such reverence in him. He was astonished that a corpse could evoke such fear.
Just before the last vestige of consciousness faded, Kun Ru Tao also heard the sound, sensing that something within him had shattered.
"Since I'm going to die anyway, what does it matter if I turn to ash?"
He couldn't help but feel self-deprecating.
"Sigh, at least Yan'er won't have to see my final state. I just wonder if she'll remember what I looked like in the years to come."
"No, I can't think like this; it's too selfish of me. As long as Yan'er is happy, why should she worry about a dead man?"
Thought after thought flickered through his mind. He didn't know how much time had passed before Kun Ru Tao realized something was amiss.
"Shouldn't I be dead? Why am I still able to ponder all these questions?"
Instinctively, he opened his eyes, and in that moment, he had never felt sunlight to be so delightful.
It turned out that being alive was truly wonderful!
Before him lay the skeletal figure, its bones glistening in the light.
Shu Yun.
He quickly realized he was still on the battlefield. But why was the other party acting so strangely? Why was the skeleton sweating?
Despite his confusion, he extended one hand and made a grasping motion in the air. He didn't know why he did this; it was simply an instinctive reaction to crush his opponent.
However, what happened next left him utterly astonished.
Shu Yun burst apart like a balloon under his gesture.
A ruthless figure, a cunning individual, a formidable hero—this was how he met his end, defeated in such a humiliating manner.
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