Chapter 814
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Chapter 814: This Is Impossible
Dao San’s answer made Torture Demon furrow his brows slightly.
Because this answer is like not saying anything.
What does "consider for yourself" mean?
If really letting oneself dispose casually, then oneself naturally willing to simply kill Jiang Yun.
Even though Jiang Yun is The Master of the Blood Path World, under one’s full effort, it is easy to kill him.
But if Dao San really doesn’t care about Jiang Yun’s life or death, then why bother risking the cost of offending the Thunderstorm World Lord? Just let the Thunderstorm World Lord enter the Blood Path World and capture Jiang Yun!
Although the Torture Demon still feels puzzled, he also knows that being able to say these four words is already the Supreme Envoy’s limit. If he continues to ask further questions, then his role as the Supreme Envoy will come to an end.
"Yes!"
Helpless, the Torture Demon could only bow and agree before turning away, appearing in the sky above the Blood Path World.
"Boom!"
Just as the Torture Demon appeared, the nine-story blood tower and bone dagger collided, exploding into a huge wave of energy that swept in all directions.
However, within the area of thousands of feet where the Torture Demon stood, there seemed to be an invisible barrier that prevented the energy wave from getting close.
Jiang Yun naturally saw the Torture Demon, and what he was waiting for was none other than the Torture Demon!
After all, the source of pain for Liu Peng and Jin Cunyao’s souls was the Torture Demon’s mark!
The Torture Demon still had a faint smile on his face, looking friendly and approachable, as if he hadn’t noticed his hundred dead subordinates at all.
His eyes fixed on Jiang Yun, as if looking at a tiny ant, calmly saying, "Jiang Yun, surrender yourself and I will spare your life!"
Despite his calm voice, each word he spoke was like a thunderclap, causing the intense energy waves rolling outside to shake violently.
After finishing his sentence, the endless energy waves suddenly changed direction, madly rushing towards Jiang Yun.
Everyone around watching was initially shocked by Jiang Yun’s strength, amazed that Jiang Yun alone had actually wiped out a hundred Prison Guards.
Especially the many creatures in Peach Blossom City, they even faintly feel that choosing to stand with Jiang Yun against Dao San Palace might bring hope for a change.
But at this moment, with the appearance of Torture Demon and the terrifying power he exudes when he speaks, their hope shattered instantly.
Compared to Jiang Yun, this Torture Demon seems more like the true ruler of the Blood Path World, controlling the lives and deaths of billions, the Master of the Blood Path World!
"Boom!"
The overwhelming energy waves fiercely crashed into Jiang Yun, causing him to stagger back several steps before regaining his balance.
Suppressing the churning energy and blood within him, Jiang Yun squinted slightly, with an unreadable gleam in his eyes.
Despite Jiang Yun raising Torture Demon’s cultivation level as much as possible, upon real contact, he realized that the opponent’s strength exceeded his expectations.
Even that Supreme Envoy Lei Ling, in terms of power alone, is inferior to Torture Demon!
However, what truly made Jiang Yun’s eyes gleam was the trembling of his soul under the attack of the opponent’s voice.
With Liu Peng and Jin Cunyao’s marks in their souls, Jiang Yun realized even more clearly that this Torture Demon had a special ability to influence the souls of others.
Every living being has a body and a soul, without exception!
Throughout Jiang Yun’s nearly thirty years of training, he has encountered various races and learned various spells.
For cultivators like Jiang Yun, they can both search souls and directly kill others’ souls.
However, encountering a Torture Demon like this, able to affect others’ souls with just a few simple words and leave marks on their souls, was a first for Jiang Yun.
Realizing this, Jiang Yun naturally heightened his attention to the Torture Demon.
The Torture Demon was definitely the most powerful opponent he had ever encountered in his life.
Although these thoughts raced through his mind, Jiang Yun’s face remained expressionless, "Just with a few words, you think you can make me surrender? Supreme Envoy, you underestimate me!"
Jiang Yun’s reply made the Torture Demon smile and shake his head, saying, "You’re wrong. It’s not that I underestimate you, it’s that you simply don’t catch my eye."
"Even if you have inherited Xue Dongliu’s legacy and become the temporary master of this Blood Path World, do not forget, this is the Dao Prison, you can only be a prisoner here for the rest of your life!"
As the words fell, nine black swords suddenly appeared beside the Torture Demon, arranged in a square formation, each emitting a strong evil aura and a heavy scent of blood!
"Go!"
Following the command of the Torture Demon, one of the black swords suddenly turned into a black light and shot towards Jiang Yun.
During its flight, a black mist appeared above the black sword, vaguely revealing a blurry figure within it.
"sword spirit?"
Jiang Yun slightly narrowed his eyes, not looking at the black sword flying towards him, but at the other eight black swords.
These nine swords, in both shape and size, are almost identical.
Now that one sword carries a sword spirit, could it be that the other eight swords have also given birth to sword spirits?
At that moment, the black sword was only ten yards away from Jiang Yun, letting him see clearly that the figure in the black mist was none other than the Torture Demon himself.
If the sword spirit is a reflection of oneself, then the sword spirit is also a reflection of one’s Dao Spirit.
This is a common occurrence among sword cultivators.
However, if among the eight swords next to the Torture Demon, there is a sword with a spirit, could that sword spirit also be a reflection of the Torture Demon himself?
"This is impossible!"
Jiang Yun shook his head at his strange thought, chuckled to himself, raised his hand, and with a grab in the air, a golden thunderbolt appeared out of nowhere, heading towards the black sword.
"Boom!"
The golden thunderbolt struck the black sword directly, shattering it into pieces.
Even the sword spirit on it and the black mist surrounding it all exploded, filling the sky.
This made Jiang Yun frown, why was this black sword so weak!
Before he could even finish his thought, in the exploding black mist, suddenly appeared nine slightly shorter black swords than before!
On the nine black swords, there was also a black mist, within the mist, there was a sword spirit that looked exactly like the Torture Demon!
Jiang Yun’s eyes widened, he could hardly believe what he was seeing.
The black swords exploded into nine, he wasn’t surprised, he was shocked that all nine sword spirits were the Torture Demon himself, meaning the Torture Demon had nine Dao Spirits!
Even more than himself now, there were three more!
The thought that he thought was impossible just appeared right in front of him.
And this was just one sword, next to the Torture Demon, there were eight black swords surrounding him.
If those eight black swords were in the same situation, does this mean that the Torture Demon has eighty-one Dao Spirits!
"This… is even more impossible!"
Facing the nine black swords rushing towards him, Jiang Yun didn’t have time to think much. He reached out into the void once again and pulled out nine golden thunderbolts, throwing them towards the nine black swords.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Nine loud booms almost simultaneously sounded, and all nine heavenly thunderbolts fiercely hit one of the black swords.
Jiang Yun, too, as if struck by heavenly thunder, stared almost blankly in front of him–
Eighty-one black swords, eighty-one sword spirits…
