Chapter 403

Chapter 403: Total Victory

Hemingzi froze in shock. The Sword Fortress Leader gaped. Even Sword God and Fang Lie stood dumbfounded.

What monstrous creatures were these? They devoured everything indiscriminately – how savagely!

The Cultivators in the town below panicked, desperately activating their Flying Swords and treasures against the onslaught.

Sword Rays lit the heavens as hundreds of treasures whirled through air, all converging on the Giant Roosters.

Then came the jaw-dropping sight – whether Flying Swords or magical treasures, anything thrown at the roosters disappeared like meat buns thrown at dogs, vanishing completely into feathered gullets.

The resistance only excited the Giant Roosters further. They retaliated fiercely.

Gaping beaks lunged downward in thunderous pecks. Cultivators turned ashen, scrambling to flee or activate defensive treasures – all in vain.

These roosters’ ferocity surpassed imagination. Each snap of their beaks stripped victims completely bare – not just precious treasures and Sumeru Bags, but every stitch of clothing, hair ornaments, even footwear vanished.

The absurd aftermath saw tens of thousands of Giant Roosters sweeping past, leaving only naked Cultivators standing on barren yellow earth.

"Aah!" A chorus of shrieks erupted as mortified figures crouched, hands shielding privates. Thousands of pale buttocks gleamed under sunlight – an utterly preposterous spectacle!

Fang Lie doubled over laughing, particularly at the mischievous fox demons who teased without restraint:

"Look at all the naked humans!"

"Teehee! Grown-ups acting like babies!"

"Big sister, why aren’t they shy? Even we know better!"

The taunting from these impish children made the exposed Cultivators wish to vanish into the earth itself.

The Sword Fortress Leader and his cohort first burned with rage, then paled with dread. Many Giant Roosters had spotted these floating elites – prime targets clucking excitedly as they surged upward with eerie grace.

These airborne Higher-ups – all Fire Tribulation Immortals at minimum – fought back with dignity intact. Hemingzi and Sword Fortress Leader joined the fray, true Thunder Tribulation Immortals unleashing Sword Rays – one crimson, one jade – each stretching thousands of feet, saturated with lethal killing energy.

Such power could slaughter dozens of Sixth or Seventh-Rank Great Demons per strike. Yet the impossible happened again – instead of retreating, the roosters charged hungrily.

Their pecks struck empty void yet somehow shredded the Sword Rays. Hundreds of beaks tore through the attacks until nothing remained.

Before the leaders could react, the feathery swarm descended. Peck by peck, both Thunder Tribulation Immortals were stripped naked. Nearby Fire Tribulation Immortals fared no better – all left utterly bare.

Even Sword God suffered this indignity – his Shadow projection, anchored to a jade talisman, got devoured. The world’s mightiest swordsman reduced to this? He’d choke on his fury!

Watching from afar, Fang Lie’s astonishment knew no bounds. These weren’t common riffraff – they were genuine masters!

Although the process might sound straightforward, they actually put up fierce resistance!

Especially the two Thunder Tribulation Immortals, who fought desperately to protect their clothing. They unleashed their most powerful divine skills, deployed Eighth-Rank Treasures, and even resorted to disposable eighth-rank treasures in the end.

Those single-use eighth-rank treasures were no trivial matter—even Thunder Tribulation Immortals needed years to craft one. When activated unexpectedly, such treasures could instantly slay a Thunder Tribulation Immortal.

But none of it worked!

The Giant Roosters formed from the Ninth-Rank Treasure were utterly overpowered. They seemed shielded by an invincible aura of benevolence, rendering all attacks useless—every strike against them vanished without a trace.

The clash ended instantly with the Thunder Tribulation Immortals’ total defeat.

This outcome made sense. Ninth-Rank Treasures far surpassed Thunder Tribulation Immortals in power, even exceeding Semi-Immortals.

And the Benevolence Token, the strongest among Ninth-Rank Treasures—how could mere Thunder Tribulation Immortals counter its divine skill?

Stripped naked, Sword Fortress Leader and Hemingzi dared not remain airborne. They hastily descended, using magic to bury themselves underground, leaving only their heads exposed to observe.

But when they saw the Giant Roosters’ path of destruction, they nearly vomited blood in fury!

The endless swarm of Giant Roosters surged toward Sword Fortress like a tsunami. Wherever they passed, nothing remained—not a blade of grass, not a single hair. The land was stripped bare!

The roosters moved with terrifying speed, reaching Sword Fortress—a thousand miles away—in mere moments.

Sword Fortress had activated its protective array at full power, shrouding itself in dense, nearly solid black Divine Light.

Yet even this couldn’t stop the roosters. Crowing loudly, they charged through the Divine Light as if it were a flimsy water screen, then swarmed over the fortress to begin their Taotie feast.

Thousands of Giant Roosters blanketed the dark fortress, dyeing it multicolored. As they devoured everything, the towering structure visibly shrank!

Each peck erased hundreds of feet of Steel Rock. Their rapid, woodpecker-like strikes left no time for recovery.

Within half a quarter-hour, the mighty Sword Fortress vanished completely. Insatiable roosters even gnawed at the foundations, carving out a bottomless pit.

Only the massive pit remained, alongside tens of thousands of naked Sword Fortress disciples.

"No~!" Sword Fortress Leader wailed, nearly driven mad as he watched his life’s work reduced to rubble.

Abandoning dignity, he roared, "Fang Lie, this isn’t over!"

"Keep barking," Fang Lie sneered. "You think I fear you?"

"Fang Lie!" Hemingzi added, "East Kunlun won’t forget this humiliation!"

"Hmph!" Old Bird interjected. "You stole Mo Sect’s treasured item and dare complain? This was a minor lesson. Next offense won’t end so lightly!"

"Where’s your proof?!" Hemingzi shouted.

"Proof?" Old Bird spat out a two-foot black stone—the Divine Marrow. "Fresh from Sword Fortress’ Secret Vault!"

Hemingzi paled, shooting a bitter look at Sword Fortress Leader.

Without evidence, Mo Sect’s actions would’ve been unjustifiable. But with this irrefutable proof, East Kunlun had to swallow their grievances.

"This… this is a setup!" Sword Fortress Leader blustered, face reddening.

"Hah! Bird Bro framing you?" Old Bird scoffed. "Check your reflection—you’re not worth the effort! We’re done here. Whine about being framed all you like!"

With a wing flap, it recalled all roosters and retreated into the Benevolence Token.

Fang Lie immediately steered his vessel toward Iron-Walled Jin City.

Once they left, Hemingzi glared. "Senior Brother, you’ve doomed us! Had you surrendered the Divine Marrow to the sect, you’d be rewarded! Instead, your greed brought ruin!"

"Junior Brother, that bird framed us!" Sword Fortress Leader insisted.

"Stop!" Hemingzi snapped. "The Benevolence Token’s spirit embodies invincible benevolence. Any wrongdoing would shatter its foundational laws. It cannot lie. Drop the pathetic excuses."

Sword Fortress Leader froze, realizing his blunder.

Suddenly, a figure materialized—the Sect Leader of East Kunlun, Sword God, radiating Immortal-Style Appearance. A child with a topknot stood on his shoulder.

Though appearing three years old in Taoist robes, the child’s eyes held ancient wisdom and swirling Sword Energy. This was Xiao Kun, spirit of Kunlun Sword—foremost of East Kunlun’s Ten Divine Swords.

"Where are they?" Sword God demanded.

"They fled recently—you can still catch them!" Sword Fortress Leader urged.

Sword God surveyed the devastation. "The Benevolence Token’s work."

"Yes! That vile bird! Avenge us!" Sword Fortress Leader pleaded tearfully.

"Did it recover the Divine Marrow?" Sword God asked coldly.

"…Yes," Sword Fortress Leader admitted, flushing crimson.

"Fool!" Xiao Kun spat. "They caught you red-handed! Chasing them now would make East Kunlun a laughingstock!"