"You should wake up now..."
"!"
At the critical moment, Ling Shuo—his body drenched in blood—snapped his eyes open!
"His eyes..."
Even though everything around them was enveloped in his own sea of blood, the Double Moon Ancestor could still clearly feel those golden pupils blazing like the fierce sun!
"No... it's just my own fear playing tricks on me." Dismissing the terrifying conjecture that nearly made him tremble, the Double Moon Ancestor roared in fury!
"Take this!"
Within this phenomenal domain, heaven and earth no longer existed—blood waters cycled endlessly with the double moons, countless arrows and spiked stakes piercing toward the young man all at once!
"Hu..."
At the brink of life and death, Ling Shuo found his mind utterly empty...
"Boom!!" But in the next instant, space shattered. Clad in crimson armor, his body moved on its own, like a scarlet comet, smashing through every obstacle in its path!
"Utmost Yang, utmost rigidity..."
The young man unconsciously chanted an ancient incantation. A dragon-patterned mask covered Ling Shuo's face, leaving only those brilliantly burning golden pupils exposed. One azure and one white blade slashed left and right, blocking horizontally and vertically, astonishingly closing the distance to within five steps of the Double Moon Ancestor.
"How... how can he possibly be unaffected by the phenomenon?!"
A horrifying suspicion echoed relentlessly in his mind, but the Double Moon Ancestor refused to accept it no matter what!
"Devour Heaven, Eclipse Moon Strike!"
With only one hand remaining, the spells he could cast independently were greatly reduced. Thus, the double-headed bald eagle struck with both heads, twisting into grotesque poses as they transformed into two thorny black whips, whipping out from the ancestor's shoulders in a spinning frenzy!
The tips of the bird heads turned into drills. The full-powered strike of a sixth-realm ferocious beast generated a massive sonic boom, violent internal force wrapped in lethal wind blades—enough to instantly kill even a fourth-realm cultivator if grazed!
"Lingxiao Pierces the Clouds..."
Yet Ling Shuo moved with leisurely grace, the ancient and profound words carrying an indescribable power. He neither leaped nor dodged, merely sidestepping to pass through the gap between the two bird heads.
"Sever Heaven, Rend Earth..."
Then, as if eyes grew on his back, the young man casually parried the bird head attempting a rear counterattack with a reverse grip on the odachi in his left hand. He spun and leaped, instantly pinning it to the ground with the white jade Han sword in his right.
"Gaaah!!" Pain and the scent of blood drove the remaining head of the double-headed blood-glutton eagle into greater madness! Acting on pure instinct, it pecked furiously at Ling Shuo! "Transform to Supreme Infinity!"
The young sect master's blade followed his will. Thunder flashed, and the other deformed bird head was severed just like that.
"!"
The remaining movable neck of the double-headed eagle was also pinned to the ground by King Slayer. The Double Moon Ancestor's face drained of color, his mouth gaping nearly to dislocation, his trembling legs devoid of any sixth-realm expert's confidence.
"You... little brat—no... you can't possibly be!!!"
The old man's eyes cracked with rage. He wasn't in absolute despair yet! Though he had lost the double-headed blood-glutton eagle, that monster had also lost both weapons. Moreover, erupting with such power from a mere third realm... his physical state couldn't be much better than his own!
"Blood arrows!"
He still had internal force—his survival instinct burned desperately! As long as he could defeat this monster, his injuries could eventually heal, and he would once again be the unparalleled Double Moon Ancestor!
He didn't want to die... he couldn't die! He must not die!!
The old Taoist frantically unleashed blood arrows at Ling Shuo. He still had countless women left to ravish, mountains of treasures left to enjoy—how could he fall here!!
As expected, under the relentless assaults, the crimson dragon armor on Ling Shuo gradually grew illusory.
"Hu..." The young man exhaled lightly. Unarmed, he didn't choose to retrieve a weapon from his storage ring.
"Boom!" His body shot forward like a bullet, charging straight at the Double Moon Ancestor!
"Rip!!"
"Aaah!"
The two collided violently, the immense force tearing apart the fleshy connection between the double-headed blood-glutton eagle and the old man's shoulders. Ling Shuo crouched and leaped, embracing the withered old Taoist as he soared at unbelievable speed toward the two blood moons in the sky!
"Pwah! Eclipse... Eclipse Moon Domain!!!" Blood sprayed in great gouts onto Ling Shuo's mask. Both men, on the verge of exhaustion, engaged in one final desperate struggle!
"..." Ling Shuo remained unmoved, not even slowing down, slamming the Double Moon Ancestor forcefully into the blood moon phenomenon formed from his treasure!
"No!!!!"
"Bang!!!!!!"
The sound of a bronze mirror shattering rang out. Suddenly, heaven and earth changed color—the surrounding blood sea dissipated, and the two returned to the skies above the Moon Hua Sect!
"Someone, hurry and protect me!" Escaping the phenomenal domain, the Double Moon Ancestor threw aside all else and immediately called for rescue from the Moon Hua Sect disciples below.
Strangely, the vast Moon Hua Sect had become a ghost town—not a single rescuer in sight, not even a sparrow.
"Damn it!!"
Furious, he lunged to bite Ling Shuo's neck with his teeth!
"Tch!"
The young man snorted coldly, pulling back and kicking the Double Moon Ancestor toward the mountain cliff.
"The winner is this old man! Moon Eclipse Burst!" The withered old man pinched a gesture with his single hand—this was his final internal force!
That little bastard was at the end of his rope too, and without weapons, he couldn't possibly block this move.
Yet Ling Shuo showed no intention of retreating, diving straight toward the falling old man.
No weapons, no immortal force, even the dragon armor half-faded—only an indomitable will burning in his eyes.
"Gaze upon the heavens, you foul insect."
The ancient words resounded once more. Ling Shuo raised one hand high, palm as blade.
Yes! Palm as blade!
In this life-or-death moment, the final killing move the young man chose was nothing more than the simplest hand chop!?
"This is called..."
He sliced through the wind, his diving speed accelerating. The dragon armor gradually crumbled, golden pupils blazing fiercely! The space he passed through was split in two!
"No... no!!!!!!" The overwhelming slashing intent nearly shattered what little sanity the Double Moon Ancestor had left. This was true unity of man and blade... no, the young man before him was no longer human, but the very embodiment of "severance"!
"Ancestral Cleave!!!"
Those two words echoed as if from primordial chaos, commanding all creation to submit to this divine might!
"Eeaaaahhhhh!!"
After the deafening roar, the old man's deformed, withered body was first bisected, then pulverized into dust from the center, scattering into the air.
Ling Shuo, drained of strength, lost all traces of dragon armor and plummeted straight toward the cliff below.
The great battle seemed to have settled.
...
Several breaths passed.
A dark crimson feather slowly drifted down from the site of their final clash, landing on the mountaintop above the cliff.
The feather appeared to be from the double-headed blood-glutton eagle's wings, yet it held something profound, emitting a peculiar demonic mist.
"Cough... cough cough! This old man... this old man..."
As expected, a completely naked, emaciated, white-haired old man crawled out from the mist.
His face ashen, he struggled forward. His already small and frail body was now like one dehydrated for days—little more than a living skeleton.
"Ugh..." The old man collapsed, strength spent. The once-arrogant Double Moon Ancestor now resembled a starving stray dog, utterly pathetic.
"Haa... haa... haaa haaa ha!"
Yet, he couldn't help but laugh maniacally.
"You damn little brat... in the end, this old man still won."
He could no longer sense that exaggerated immortal force, meaning the young man had fallen into the cliff, fate unknown.
Circulating his internal energy, his corpse-like body regained some color. The old man slowly rose, leaning on a tree trunk for support. "Spirit beast perished, cultivation... dropped back to early fifth realm."
"Luckily, luckily this old man kept this Rebirth Guardian Feather—even if it cost half my lifetime's cultivation, as long as I'm alive, sooner or later I can..."
The old man smiled coldly.
"Just wait. Once I uncover your identity, I'll slaughter your entire family, then defile and kill every last one of your women!"
"Cough cough... Now, let this old man go see your corpse."
The Double Moon Ancestor knew the importance of eradicating roots. Until he saw Ling Shuo's body, he wouldn't rest easy.
Thus, dragging his gradually recovering body, the old man began walking toward the cliff.
"Buzz... buzz buzz..."
A faint sound, like insects buzzing near his ear.
"A noise?" The old man looked around puzzled, but saw nothing.
"Buzz buzz... buzz buzz buzz!!"
It came from below the cliff, growing louder and clearer—not insects, but more like... the hum of metal.
"Swish!"
A rose-colored chill flashed in an instant.
...
"Me?"
The Double Moon Ancestor stood frozen in place. Just now...
"It wasn't easy, darling~ I've been waiting outside for so long. Hmph~ My shoulders are all stiff, and no one's here to massage them for me~~ ❤❤"
An utterly seductive female voice sounded from behind. Just hearing that soul-melting, coquettish whine made the old man's crotch swell with blood involuntarily.
"I did have a nice little lover to keep me company and relieve my boredom, but unfortunately, you knocked him down the cliff."
"You are..." The Double Moon Ancestor tried to turn his head, but found his neck utterly immobile.
"Click~ click~"
A rose-colored folding knife flipped open and closed in the woman's hand, the fresh blood on it strikingly vivid.
"But now, darling can focus entirely on harvesting this old thing's essence blood."
"I thought it might be troublesome, but who knew that boy could actually push you this far~ Giggle~ Worthy of the little lover I've taken a fancy to❤❤~"
...
"Cough... cough ah..." Blood foam bubbled from his mouth. The Double Moon Ancestor tried to speak, but his throat could no longer draw air.
A blood line slowly appeared on his neck, then his entire head slid downward.
"Thud!"
The world spun. From his fading vision, the Double Moon Ancestor finally saw the woman's face clearly.
Crimson wavy long hair, a pair of enchanting, narrow phoenix eyes that hooked the soul, a voluptuous hourglass figure swaying with sensual waves, sending bursts of fragrant breeze to the old man's nose. "Thud!" The headless body collapsed alongside it.
"Only fifth-realm cultivation left? My dear Shuo'er really didn't hold back~ I hope this disgusting pile of rotten flesh can refine something useful, or all my careful scheming would have been for nothing?"
The breathtaking demoness condensed a sphere of bloody spell in her palm, sauntering seductively toward the corpse on the ground.
"Heavenly Demon Cult..." In his final breath, the old Taoist recognized the woman's identity. As his pupils dilated and scattered, the great powerhouse Double Moon Ancestor perished for good.
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