Starting With 100 Million Lives

Jiang Cheng certainly wouldn’t pass up such an opportunity.

His own Holy Soul roared out, stirring up an even more fierce storm across the scene.

The storm swept through, breaking through the Soul Sea of those twelve Daoist Venerables who were heavily wounded like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

Forcibly shattering and flattening their Main Souls!

Thump!

Thump!

The eyes of the twelve Daoist Venerables dimmed, no longer showing any signs of life.

Respected Daoist Venerables, ended just like that.

The whole process was so simple it was appalling, making one even doubt that they were not powerful Daoist Venerables but mere ordinary Martial Artists of the Lower Realm.

Their Immortal Bodies remained intact, and the Immortal Power within had not dissipated.

If undisturbed, these bodies without Divine Souls could exist for billion years without decay.

"This is impossible!"

Bai Xing Daoist Venerable’s confident and smug smile froze.

"What happened?"

The sudden death of twelve Daoist Venerables was like twelve buckets of ice water, drenching him to the bone.

And made him realize the bad situation.

Outside, the disciples of Mowu Sect who were worried about Sect Leader Jiang’s mishap nearly went crazy.

How could this be a win?

Wasn’t it supposed to be twenty-five against one?

Wasn’t it said only Divine Souls could be compared?

How was it possible to kill twelve people instantly in this situation?

What they could see was that Jiang Cheng was overwhelming a group.

But to perform a Dimensional Reduction Strike on Daoist Venerables in the aspect of Divine Souls, at what level must one’s Divine Soul be?

"Holy Soul!"

"He actually has a Holy Soul!"

Fan Lei Daoist Venerable, who always found Brother Cheng disagreeable, screamed, breaking the silence.

As one of the top Daoist Venerables of the Celestial Palace, he knew clearly what the Holy Soul signified.

It was a realm only achievable by Daoist Saints and Divine Monarchs!

This kid... how is that possible?

How could a Supreme have a Holy Soul?

He suddenly thought of turmoil before coming to the Land of Dao Extinction, an event in the Celestial Palace.

Someone had reached the Holy Soul Realm back then but never revealed their identity.

The Divine Monarchs were investigating continuously, to this day not knowing who had broken through.

Now, Fan Lei Daoist Venerable finally knew the answer.

It’s him!

The mention of Holy Soul left everyone at the scene completely stunned.

"So Sect Leader Jiang is actually a Daoist Saint?"

"Oh my heavens, so his Celestial Venerable and Supreme Realm were merely disguises?"

"But his Immortal Power Cultivation is indeed far below that of a Daoist Saint."

"What is actually happening?"

The only ones relatively calm were Lin Jing and Ming Jia Daoist Venerable. In their eyes, no matter what realm Sect Leader Jiang is in, it seemed normal.

Brother Cheng did not pause in the field.

After taking down those twelve, he, in the same manner, slaughtered another batch of eight Daoist Venerables’ Purple Souls within his own Sea of Souls.

Then struck back, sweeping away the eight Daoist Venerables severely wounded by backlash!

In mere moments of battle, only five out of twenty-five Daoist Venerables were left.

The suddenly empty surroundings around Bai Xing Daoist Venerable almost scared him witless.

Earlier when Jiang Cheng said he had a Holy Soul, he didn’t believe it.

Now it became reality.

This made him and the remaining four Daoist Venerables wish to beat themselves to death.

If they had known this kid was in the Holy Soul Realm, they would never have chosen Divine Soul contesting to settle the victory!

The disparity between the Holy Soul and the Purple Soul is just too vast.

If not for sealing Rule Origin Realm, they might still have some battle power.

Now, without those measures, engaging in the most elemental Divine Soul contesting, the gap between them and Jiang Cheng widened to the maximum.

The carefully designed overwhelming scenario backfired and overwhelmed them instead.

How can one sustain such a thing?

Just as these thoughts emerged, Brother Cheng had already successfully entered a Daoist Venerable’s Soul Sea.

That Daoist Venerable resisted desperately, defending with all their might.

The Soul Sea nearly condensed into a Golden Iron Fortress.

However, under Jiang Cheng’s Holy Soul’s constant wash, the fortress soon became turbulent.

Gradually, that Soul Sea became riddled with holes!

The Holy Soul transformed into thousands, penetrating everywhere, reaching deep into that Soul Sea.

"No..."

With a shivering howl from the soul deep down, that Daoist Venerable’s Main Soul was strangled in his own Soul Sea.

While over on the other side, including Bai Xing Daoist Venerable, four people stood airheaded.

It wasn’t that they were slow.

But they couldn’t do anything.

To aggressively invade Jiang Cheng’s Soul Sea meant entering the opponent’s territory, following the previous twenty Daoist Venerables in peril.

Coming to this Daoist Venerable’s aid, their own Purple Souls might equally never return.

Their only option was to stubbornly guard their own Soul Sea.

At least that counted as home ground combat.

A Daoist Saint slaughtering Daoist Venerables was not supposed to be this simple.

But the Holy Soul crushing the Purple Soul, that’s a natural Tier disparity.

After taking down another, Sect Leader Jiang relentlessly charged into the next one’s Soul Sea.

Thus, after a few short minutes, two more Daoist Venerables fell.

Now Bai Xing Daoist Venerable and another surviving member had their psychological defenses utterly broken.

The process of sitting waiting for death was far too agonizing, even inferior to settling with a swift blade.

Though they thought it that way, until the moment of death, they wouldn’t recklessly rush to die.

"Stop!"

"Stop, we were wrong..."

"Stop! Just stop..."

Unfortunately, the God of Slaughter Hundred Battle Order has one last special effect, which is the impossibility to admit defeat.

This function, originally meant to aid the holder of the Hundred Battle Order.

To let the bearer of this order thoroughly annihilate their enemies.

But now, this function also harmed them, making it impossible for them to prematurely end the challenge or escape the scene.

"Spare me, Sect Leader Jiang, spare me!"

Bai Xing Daoist Venerable directly knelt down, banging his head on the ground.

"I was merely impulsive; actually, in my heart, I admire Sect Leader Jiang immensely!"

Brother Cheng couldn’t help but laugh at him.

You damn well repay kindness with vengeance, directly aiming to dispose of me, and this counts as admiring me?

"If this is admiration, I’m indeed very curious; what would it be like if you didn’t admire?"

As he spoke, he skillfully slaughtered into another Daoist Venerable’s Soul Sea.

This ’battle’ was just too easy for him.

The opponents couldn’t shake him, nor could they guard against him, simply a light-hearted and cheerful experience.

Absolutely a sweeping scenario.

And over there, Bai Xing Daoist Venerable was already crying bitterly.

"Precisely because I admire you, even as an adversary, I consider you first and respond ceremoniously!"

"This proves your unique powerful image in my mind."

"Sect Leader Jiang is mighty!"

"Sect Leader Jiang is great..."

"Such a magnificent Sect Leader Jiang, his heart is certainly grand, give me a chance to repent and mend my ways!"

His bizarre logic nauseated everyone outside.

Even the Three-Eyed Tiger couldn’t resist mocking.

"This guy truly is top-grade."

"His shamelessness almost surpasses mine."