Hearing Jiang Han’s words, the Dark Night King’s face became extremely gloomy, and he snorted coldly, as if he had made some difficult decision. The right hand that tightly grasped the Yin-Yang Sword frantically injected blood into the hilt. With the injection of silver blood, the Yin-Yang Sword began to tremble happily, as if it had eaten delicious food. The sword body flashed with a strange light, as if it was given life.

Gradually, the Dark Night King’s body swelled to twice its size, his veins were exposed, and his eyes turned blood red, giving people a horrifying feeling. An evil aura surrounded his body, as if he had transformed into a demon god.

Ding——The Yin-Yang Sword devoured the Dark Night King’s blood crazily, and finally manifested a golden divine robe on the latter’s body. The golden divine robe completely wrapped the Dark Night King, setting him off like a dazzling sun, emitting a powerful aura.

“He has the blood of the emperor and can sacrifice ultimate weapons. He is risking his life! Doing so can greatly increase the power of the emperor’s weapons, but he has also stepped into an abyss from which he cannot extricate himself.” Jiang Taixu looked at the King of Dark Night with a solemn expression on his brows. He waved his hand and pushed the Hengyu Divine Furnace in front of Jiang Han, “This is the weapon of our ancestor, the Great Emperor Hengyu.” The Hengyu Divine Furnace exuded an ancient atmosphere, as if telling of its former glory.

Jiang Han glanced at the Hengyu Divine Furnace and waved it back to Jiang Taixu. He didn’t need it. In his eyes, even if the Dark Night King sacrificed the extreme weapon, it would not pose a real threat to him.

“If I die, I will take all of you with me!” The Dark Night King’s black hair fluttered, and at this moment he seemed to have turned into a demon. With a cold voice, he grasped the hilt of the Yin-Yang Sword with both hands and slashed towards Jiang Han.

With one strike of the sword, the sky suddenly split open into two halves. The terrifying imperial might spread, and this breath made the monks in the city tremble, and their legs unconsciously collapsed. Many people couldn’t even stand up, and could only kneel on the ground, feeling the pressure from the emperor. At this moment, looking at the Dark Night King in the sky, it was like facing a real emperor who ruled the world.

However, what surprised them even more was that the sword light wielded by such a “great emperor” with a supreme weapon was caught by the mysterious man with two fingers. Jiang Han’s expression was as calm as water, as if all this was within his expectations.

The next moment, there was a crisp sound, and the incomparable and terrifying sword light was crushed into pieces by the latter’s two fingers. The pieces fell like snowflakes and disappeared into the air.

Hiss! “Is he still human?” In an instant, the sound of people sucking in their breath filled every corner of the city, and everyone stared at Jiang Han in disbelief. They couldn’t imagine that someone could catch such a powerful attack from the Dark Night King with just two fingers.

“I will accept your sword.” Jiang Han stretched out his left hand, and lightning surged from his palm, wrapping around the blade of the Yin-Yang Sword like a chain. Lightning flashed, making a crackling sound, as if announcing his control over the sword.

With a loud bang, before the Dark Night King could recover from his fear, the Yin-Yang Sword had already left his hands and hovered in front of Jiang Han. Under Jiang Han’s control, the sword trembled slightly, as if submitting to its new master.

“Give me back my sword!” After realizing what was happening, the Dark Night King’s face changed drastically, and he shouted in panic, as if his life force was being held in someone’s hands. But Jiang Han just smiled slightly, with no intention of returning the sword at all…

what–

The shrill scream instantly tore through the already tense atmosphere of the God City. The heart-wrenching wail of the Dark Night King was like a sharp knife that pierced everyone’s eardrums. He had been coveting the Yin-Yang Sword, but now his expression was hideous and twisted, as if he was suffering the cruelest torture in the world, which made people feel pity. Everyone stared at him and saw that at some point, small snakes made of lightning had attached to the golden divine clothes of the Dark Night King. These lightning snakes were emitting a faint blue light, and their scales were flashing. They were like demons from the abyss, eating away at the golden divine clothes bit by bit. What was even more terrifying was that several of the lightning snakes had broken through the defense of the divine clothes and began to eat the flesh and bones of the Dark Night King.

Bang bang bang!
Under the crazy gnawing of the lightning snakes, the Dark Night King felt as if his internal organs were burning in a raging fire. The piercing pain made him lose his mind. He madly slammed his palms on himself again and again, trying to drive away these terrible lightning snakes. However, his resistance was in vain. Not only could he not destroy the lightning snakes, but the lightning snakes gnawed faster and faster, like an enraged beast.

what–!
The screams of the Dark Night King echoed over the city of gods, becoming weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time. The monks in the city shuddered instinctively as they listened to the increasingly weak screams. They looked at the Dark Night King struggling in pain in the sky, and could not imagine how terrible the great God King was going through at this moment. The once majestic and arrogant Dark Night King was now like a lamb to be slaughtered, unable to fight back under the rampage of the lightning snake.

Finally, the voice of the Dark Night King completely disappeared. Of course, his figure also disappeared. At this moment, in the direction where he was originally, there were only countless lightning snakes swimming in the air. These lightning snakes spewed out snake tongues from time to time, making a hissing sound of electricity, as if they were celebrating their victory, and as if they were showing their terror to the world.

“Dead, the King of Dark Night was killed!”

“Both body and soul are destroyed!”

“Thirteen powerful men and one God King, all killed by him!”

“After seeing it with my own eyes, I began to believe those rumors. This Hongjun Patriarch can really kill the emperor’s corpse!”

“I wonder what the relationship is between the Jiang family and Patriarch Hongjun? They actually invited such a great man!”

“Yes, if it weren’t for Patriarch Hongjun’s intervention, the consequences for the God King of the Jiang Family would be unpredictable.”

……

The monks looked at Jiang Han who was playing with the Yin-Yang Sword above the underground palace, and they swallowed their saliva instinctively, their eyes full of fear. Jiang Han was like an insurmountable mountain, which made them feel in awe and dared not offend him in the slightest.

“Thank you, ancestor, for saving our Jiang family from danger!” On the battlefield, the head of the Jiang family immediately stepped forward and led a group of Jiang family monks to bow deeply to Jiang Han. Their faces were full of gratitude. If Jiang Han had not acted in time, the Jiang family would have been destroyed in the wrath of the Dark Night King. God King Jiang Taixu did not speak, but he also clasped his fists towards Jiang Han across the void. Compared with before, there was a deep respect in his eyes. The powerful strength displayed by Jiang Han completely convinced him. Afterwards, he looked gloomy, and with one step in the void, he staggered towards the Dragon Pool.

Gradually, Jiang Taixu’s eyes became bloodshot, and he lifted up Fairy Caiyun with his trembling hands, then fell to his knees with a plop. Fairy Caiyun’s face was still beautiful, but without any life, like a withered flower.

“Heaven, why do you want to separate Caiyun and me?”

Jiang Taixu raised his head and roared sadly, his roar shook the heaven and earth, resounded through the city of gods, and reached the sky with a strong sense of unwillingness and hatred. His voice was full of despair and pain, as if he wanted to vent all the injustice in the world. The Jiang family monks, Duan De, Ye Fan and others landed beside the Hualong Pond. No one said a word, but just looked at Jiang Taixu quietly with pity in their eyes. After four thousand years of separation, they met again as Yin and Yang, loving each other but unable to stay together. This pain moved everyone present.

[Does the host want to be marked once? If the marking is successful, the development level of the Thunder Fruit will be increased to 30%, and the time limit is minutes. The host can condense the souls that dissipated within three days and revive the dead. ]

As a bystander, Jiang Han looked at the God King Jiang Taixu with sympathy. But at this moment, a mechanical system sound rang in his mind. Jiang Han was stunned, and he was caught in a dilemma. Save him, except for the temporary ability improvement given by the system, there seemed to be no other substantial benefits; if he didn’t save him, looking at Jiang Taixu’s grief-stricken appearance, his conscience was a little bit uneasy, although it was only a very subtle touch.

Jiang Taixu was still roaring in grief, denouncing the injustice of God. His roar was so shrill that it seemed to tear the sky apart.

“Grandmaster, this old man is so pitiful. You are so powerful, is there really no way to save Fairy Caiyun?” Ji Ziyue stared at Jiang Han with eyes wide open. Her eyes were full of expectation, hoping that Jiang Han could create a miracle.

Jiang Han did not speak, choosing silence, as if he was weighing the pros and cons. At this time, Jiang Taixu, who was standing by, saw that Jiang Han neither nodded nor shook his head, and suddenly stopped his sad roar, slowly put Fairy Caiyun down, and knelt down in front of Jiang Han with a plop, tears streaming down his face.

“Grandmaster, if you have a way to save Caiyun, please tell me! Even if it’s to the Netherworld under the Sky, I can go there. Even if it costs my life, as long as I can save Caiyun!”

After saying this, Jiang Taixu didn’t care about his own status at all, nor did he care about the younger generations around him, and he kowtowed to Jiang Han. His forehead soon became red and swollen, and blood flowed down his cheeks, but he seemed to feel no pain and continued to kowtow.

Seeing Jiang Taixu’s sincere expression, Jiang Han couldn’t help but shook his head, raised his hand to lift him up, and said, “Get up, you are such a pair of star-crossed lovers. I will make an exception and snatch someone from the King of Hell for you this time!”

The calm voice immediately caused an uproar around the Hualong Pond. The Jiang family’s head, Duan De, Ye Fan and others all changed their faces and widened their eyes. They seemed to not believe what they had heard before. If the soul disappears, can the dead really be resurrected? If so, what a heaven-defying method! In their cognition, the cycle of life and death is the law of heaven, and no one can easily break it.

“Thank you…thank you, ancestor!” Jiang Taixu’s body began to tremble when he heard Jiang Han’s words. Four thousand years ago, he was full of vigor and vitality in the Eastern Wilderness, but now he is like an old man in his twilight years. At this moment, the light of hope rekindled in his eyes, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness.

[Host marking is successful once, the development level of Thunder Fruit is increased to 30%, time limit is minutes]

At the moment Jiang Han selected the mark, the ‘-1’ behind the avatar on the system panel changed to ‘-2’. At this moment, every cell in his body became more active, as if injected with a powerful force. At the same time, he seemed to have suddenly been sublimated, and his understanding of the mystery of thunder reached a new level. The development degree from % to % may be just a change in numbers, but it is a qualitative leap in his understanding of the mystery of thunder.

Thunder, the object of killing, is the symbol of heavenly tribulation! When a cultivator’s realm starts from the fourth extreme realm, he must go through a thunder tribulation every time he makes a breakthrough. If he succeeds, he will leap over the dragon gate, and if he fails, he will be reduced to ashes. Thunder is the master of killing, and it accompanies life and death. It can destroy souls, but it can also summon souls.

Thinking that he had been successfully marked and his cultivation had increased dramatically, Jiang Han began to think about how to maximize his benefits, which naturally led him to think of prestige. Only by showing greater strength in front of everyone can one gain higher prestige. After a brief silence, Jiang Han suddenly looked up and pointed his finger at the void, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. The originally blue sky instantly became dim and lightless, as if covered by a huge black cloth.

Then, there was a flash of lightning, and Jiang Han appeared in the distant sky, hanging in the void. He stomped his right foot and shouted towards the ground.

“King of Hell, I haven’t seen you for a long time. Today I ask for just one person. If you don’t give it to me, I will charge into the underworld and crush your hell!”

Under Jiang Han’s deliberate efforts, the mighty sound resounded like rolling thunder in every corner of the city of gods, and rang clearly in everyone’s mind. Everyone only felt a strong pressure coming at them, making them breathless.

The next moment, the clear sky in the sky was covered by dark clouds. Soon, the whole city was shrouded in dark clouds, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling, as if they were in hell. These dark clouds rolled and surged, as if countless hideous faces were looming in them.

Rumble!
At this moment, thunderous sounds resounded through the heavens and the earth. Thick lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the entire city, as if the heavens and the earth were responding to Jiang Han’s challenge…

Rumble!
The sound of thunder resounded through the sky, and the rolling thunder seemed to come from the ancient war drums, shaking every brick and stone in the city of God. Everyone in the city of God raised their heads and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds, their eyes full of expectation and doubt. However, after a long time, no one saw any lightning falling.

“It’s raining, it’s actually raining.” A young monk in the crowd was the first to exclaim. He stretched out his hand and caught the water drops falling from the sky, with a hint of surprise on his face. (End of this chapter)