Chapter 145 His brother is pitifully small; what kind of woman did he offend...?
Countless magical artifacts exploded like fireworks above the Immortal Alliance Leader's ship.
The sky was filled with dazzling light, as if stars had fallen and clouds had scattered.
The defensive formation of the main ship was breached by such a dense barrage of magical artifacts. Bitao was the first to fly over the breach, sword in hand, and leap onto the main ship.
The members of the Immortal Alliance had already surrounded this area and were all attacking Bitao.
The sharp blades that came towards her carried the fierce winds of the five elements, but none of them corresponded to Bitao's vital points.
Bitao bent herself backward into a bow to dodge, the tip of her sword touching the ground, almost skimming the ground and gliding with spiritual energy, but not backward, but forward—toward into the crowd!
The immortals in this celestial realm generally share a common flaw: they are terrified of being tainted by even the slightest mortal karma, lest they lose their immortal status.
They dared not harm the lives of the creatures in this world. Although they were clearly in this world, they were like "lodging guests" or passersby, cautious and trembling with fear.
They dream of one day returning to heaven and attaining their newfound status, only to find themselves trapped in a nightmare of this world, wasting away day by day.
To survive, they have been scheming and plotting for too long, which has worn away the broad-mindedness that should have been theirs as immortals. To obtain the immortal pearl, they have been timid and hesitant in their actions, which has worn away their ability to turn beans into soldiers and move mountains and seas.
The lack of a sense of belonging to this world has made them forget that, as immortals, they are granted the power to judge and punish evil.
Wherever there are living beings, that place is the "home" of the immortals.
Bitao slid into the crowd, her waist bulging as she leaped up, flipped the longsword in her hand, and swung her arm in a wide arc, channeling her immortal energy into the sword-wielding arm. Her movements were swift and decisive, without any fancy moves, nor any hesitation or fear—she swept away a whole group of heads in one swift motion.
Blood surged to the heavens.
The world changed color!
The head fell to the ground and rolled a long way, while the body was still standing and staggering.
This is a scene straight out of hell.
People who gradually gathered around were too intimidated by the bloody and terrifying scene to move forward.
Holding the still-dampened bloodstains on the sword, Bitao raised her arm and rubbed the longsword against the inside of her arm, restoring its gleaming blade.
This sharp sword light, along with the five-colored spiritual light that exploded above the main ship's barrier, practically turned this hell on earth into daylight.
The decapitated corpses finally staggered and fell to the ground.
The splattered blood stained the eyes of those who had rushed in with Bitao.
Bitao turned around, raised her longsword to the sky: "We are entrusted by Heaven to administer justice, and it is our duty to punish evil. Heaven's justice is impartial; how can we punish the wicked?"
The stars twinkled in the sky, and the clouds were serene, without a single dark cloud gathering, revealing the wrath of heaven.
The long sword in Bitao's hand was still surrounded by wood spirit, indicating that she had not suffered any karmic backlash.
No matter how many times she had said "not bound by cause and effect" before, none of it was as convincing and fluent as it was now, under the clear and bright Heavenly Dao.
Those immortals who are tainted by karma in this world will suffer a backlash in an instant.
The few people that Bitao killed at the forefront were the bloody path she paved for everyone.
Upon seeing this, one side's blood boiled, while the other's liver and gallbladder trembled.
However, when the people behind Bitao rushed forward, she still raised her voice and pushed forward with spiritual power, saying: "Those who surrender by digging out their immortal pearls shall not be killed!"
In fact, the reason why most of the immortals in this world who are banished to this realm do not die even after being captured and having their immortal pearls removed is precisely because removing their immortal pearls is equivalent to becoming a mortal.
The descent from immortality to mortal form is itself a "punishment." Once the punishment is over, killing mortals is no longer within the scope of "exorcising evil." Naturally, one will suffer karmic retribution.
However, if one were to directly kill an immortal, like the Immortal Hunters group that Mingguang killed before, Taiji did not find any immortal pearls inside their bodies during the dissection.
In other words, in a battle between two sides, if you want the Immortal Pearl, you must ensure that you do not harm the other side.
Immortal Pearls are the foundation of the immortals in this world, so compared to the other two, it is naturally more cost-effective to capture people and take Immortal Pearls.
The captured immortal positions can also be sold to the Immortal Alliance, so one immortal position can bring benefits twice.
Over the years, it has become a tacit rule that one cannot kill those who have attained immortality.
But today, Bitao has essentially torn up this long-standing, ridiculous rule.
They don't want any of these people's immortal pearls.
She wants them dead for provoking her!
Bitao followed the crowd directly towards the Immortal Alliance members who were about to challenge them.
The duty of Dongjun in descending to the mortal realm is to protect Bitao. Since Bitao is "fighting against all odds," he must follow her and take care of her.
However, from the moment he discovered Bitao's true identity until now, Dongjun has become more and more convinced that Bitao doesn't need his protection at all.
She can make a weak, pretty boy display his ability to anticipate crises.
They can turn a bunch of crippled trash into powerful weapons in the blink of an eye.
Those immortals on the main ship were virtually invincible.
They had all fallen into the hands of the Immortal Alliance, and were sold and fooled like livestock.
Now, with old and new grudges combined, the murderous aura has caused those immortals in the Immortal Alliance, who were originally gathered for profit and completely distrustful of each other, to collapse without a fight, fearing the enemy like a tiger.
Dozens of people against hundreds of people, yet they were unstoppable and swept through the enemy with unstoppable momentum!
That self-proclaimed "Immortal Lord" Yao Ri does indeed possess some real skills.
He is a metal elementalist, skilled in weaponry, and adept at combat. He wields a large sword with such ferocity that no one dares to approach him.
It even managed to break through the array that Bitao and her people had gathered several times.
The battle between the two sides is at a stalemate.
Yao Ri stared at Bi Tao with intense hatred, his eyes bloodshot. He had two immortal pearls in his mouth. Seeing the situation was dire, he shouted to his subordinates, "Kill them! Kill them all!"
"Kill one person, and you'll be rewarded with two Immortal Pearls!"
"Charge! Anyone who dares to retreat will be put on the Immortal Alliance's kill list!"
He had clearly overheard the rhetoric that Bitao had deliberately made him hear, the rhetoric used to mobilize his subordinates.
Unfortunately, they were the ones who "attacked by committing evil" first, and they were the ones who stirred up karma. They would inevitably be tainted by karma if they killed someone.
Yao Ri's men weren't stupid; naturally, they wouldn't risk the lives of Bi Tao's team for two immortal pearls that they couldn't even use.
In this way, Yao Ri's men had no way to survive, whether they moved forward or backward.
In battle, they were naturally afraid of both the enemy and the tigers, and in order to save their lives, they all abandoned their armor and dug out their own immortal pearls.
Dongjun concealed his presence and stood atop the array above the main ship of the Immortal Alliance.
Looking down from their vantage point, they watched as Bitao and Yaori clashed in close combat.
In a head-on clash, Bitao's longsword was slashed open by Yaori's broadsword, leaving a huge gap that looked like it was about to break.
Jin Kemu.
In a contest of pure spiritual energy, a Wood Spirit and a Metal Spirit of equal cultivation should theoretically be no match for a Metal Spirit.
Bitao took a half step back. No matter how fancy and tricky her moves were, they couldn't withstand the overwhelming power of Yaori, who held two spirit pearls in his mouth and was surging towards her with overwhelming golden energy.
As the saying goes, one force can overcome ten techniques.
Dongjun, however, had no intention of helping.
His only task was to ensure that Bitao did not die.
She was injured in this overconfident battle, which was a normal competition and not within the scope of Dongjun's intervention.
Seeing that the peach blossoms were retreating step by step, back and forth.
Bitao's subordinates rushed over to help, but were swept away by Yaori's golden spirit.
Yao Ri gave a mocking smile and said to Bi Tao, "You little vixen, instead of lying obediently in your husband's bed and getting fucked, why are you coming here looking for death!"
Upon hearing this from above, Dongjun clenched his fist tightly, veins bulging on his arm, and anger flashed across his face.
The leader of this Immortal Alliance is far too incompetent!
Even the most powerful demons and monsters that Dongjun has dealt with haven't been able to utter such filthy words.
He couldn't imagine what woman wouldn't be furious if she heard that.
Upon hearing this, Bitao did not react in any way that Yaori or Dongjun had anticipated.
Instead, he laughed.
Her sword-wielding hand trembled slightly. She didn't have the Immortal Pearl in her mouth; she relied solely on her own strength to fight against the Sun.
Bitao was using him as a practice run to see how much of her spiritual energy she could actually use.
Hearing him use such foul language, I knew he was going to die.
Bitao said, "What's wrong? Is your spiritual energy about to collapse, so you're trying to disrupt my spiritual energy flow with this kind of humiliation?"
Bitao said in a relaxed tone, "You call yourself a Celestial Lord? Is this all you've got?"
Yao Ri was indeed underestimating his opponent; he never expected that this woman, who was supposedly just the wife of the team leader, would have such abilities!
Over the years, he has fought many female immortals, but none of them have the ever-changing sword techniques of the woman in front of him. What is even more terrifying is that Yao Ri discovered that she has been able to hold out against him until now without the aid of immortal pearls!
His purpose was exposed, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light as he pushed the golden spirit to its limit.
Bitao chuckled softly and unleashed her full power of wood spirit.
Soon, with a "clang," the longsword in Bitao's hand broke.
Yao Ri was overjoyed and was about to slash down with his sword to cut off the female immortal's sword-wielding arm.
He even imagined how he would torture and humiliate her if she fell into his hands, after all, she had caused him to lose hundreds of elite troops!
Once she's been tortured to the point of near death, they'll use her as a bargaining chip with her husband to exchange for all the Immortal Pearls!
But his wishful thinking was misplaced; a chill ran through him the next moment.
The wood spirit awakened by Bitao was not channeled into the sword, but instead swirled around Yaori, transforming into a technique that could slice through a thousand blades, tearing Yaori's robes to shreds.
Just as he was about to leap down and help Bitao kill this "despicable" immortal Dongjun, he was caught off guard by a white light and immediately closed his eyes, becoming "blind" on the spot.
Yao Ri was also stunned for a moment, his long robe fluttering away with the surrounding gale.
Anyone would panic if they had no clothes on.
He felt a moment of panic.
Bitao casually reached out and caught the broken sword that had been severed by the blade.
As Yao Ri looked down at himself, Bi Tao, holding a broken sword in one hand to fight him, and with the other hand grasping the tip of the broken sword, smoothly inserted it into Yao Ri's heart.
He cut his heart meridian on the spot.
Before Yao Ri could even react, the spiritual energy had already rapidly dissipated due to the severed heart meridian.
Yao Ri stared blankly down at Bi Tao's hand, which was holding the broken sword and plunging it into his heart.
Those hands, stained with blood, were incredibly beautiful.
Her joints were symmetrical and long, like white jade, and appeared exceptionally lustrous and white due to the contrast of fresh blood.
But those were definitely not the hands of a weak, boneless woman, the kind of hands he remembered as being powerless to even kill a chicken.
Her hand gripped the broken sword, her palm slashed open, yet she seemed oblivious. She twisted it halfway around his chest, using her spiritual energy to create a vortex that she channeled into Yao Ri's heart through the broken sword, completely shattering his heart meridian.
Yao Ri looked at Bi Tao in astonishment, and then, like a collapsing mountain, slammed to the ground with a "bang".
He seemed unable to believe that the woman before him could kill him.
Even more unbelievable is that he would die so easily in this way.
Because his robes were completely torn to shreds by Bitao, he died without a single piece of cloth to cover himself.
His heart was shattered into a pulp, his eyes quickly lost their fierce gleam, and his last reaction before death was to squeeze his legs together out of shame.
In that instant, it was as if all the humiliation suffered by those immortals who had fallen from grace under his control had been returned to him.
Cause and effect are cyclical, and retribution is inevitable.
A "Celestial Lord" who had ruled Luofan City for hundreds of years, treating the celestial position as livestock to be bought, sold, and slaughtered, died unexpectedly and in the most insidious and shameful way.
Bitao shook off the blood gushing from her hand where she had cut her palm, and looked at him as if he were a piece of rotten flesh, clearly doing it on purpose.
And he objectively commented, "What's so great about it? It's pitifully small."
Dongjun, with his eyes closed, almost lost his spiritual power and fell headfirst off the ship when he heard Bitao's words!
What kind of woman did his brother get involved with?!
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