Chapter 222: Chapter 219: A Venerable’s Technique, the Immortal Slaying Technique

The towering Blood Spirit War General stood tall in the void, a colossal figure whose tyrannical aura surged forth, blanketing everything.

This technique, the Blood Spirit War General, involved the complete eruption of all the dead souls accumulated in the Blood Soul Banner. After a single use, the Blood Soul Banner would lose all its power, which was why the Blood Demon King felt a pang of regret.

This was an aura approaching the Heaven-Reaching Realm!

"Brat, let’s see how you withstand my Blood Spirit War General."

The massive Blood Spirit War General let out a ferocious roar, the sound wave exploding outward like a colossal storm.

At the same time, it raised a palm—blood-red and as large as a mountain—and swatted down at Ning Jiang.

The air before it was compressed by this palm strike until it was as hard as a block of iron.

"Thunder River."

Ning Jiang’s expression was grave as he threw a punch, meeting the giant, blood-colored palm head-on.

BANG.

With a loud crash, a small portion of the blood on the giant palm was annihilated. However, the Thunderbolt was also shattered by the strike, and the palm continued its descent toward Ning Jiang.

BOOM—

The palm slammed into Ning Jiang, sending his body plummeting like a meteorite. He crashed violently into the ground, gouging out a massive crater.

The Celestial Tribulation Thunder, which had seemed unstoppable until now, was rendered utterly fragile before the Blood Spirit War General.

Such was the power of a being close to the Heaven-Reaching Realm. If it had been a true Heaven-Reaching Realm expert, a single palm strike would have pulverized Ning Jiang, leaving nothing behind.

The further one progressed in Cultivation, the greater the disparity between realms.

"This is bad."

The distant White Ape and Cyan-Haired One-Horned Lion watched on, their hearts filled with anxiety.

The combat strength displayed by the Blood Spirit War General was simply too terrifying. Ning Jiang’s chances of survival seemed slim.

"Forget it, we have to retreat. It looks like killing this Blood Demon King is impossible now."

The old Daoist sighed. Although letting the Blood Demon King escape would lead to endless trouble down the line, there was no other choice.

If they stayed to fight the Blood Spirit War General to the death, Ning Jiang would most likely perish. The old Daoist felt Ning Jiang had incredible potential; it would be a terrible waste for him to die here.

However, Ning Jiang shook his head. "I’m not leaving until he’s dead. Otherwise, the moment he leaves this place, countless people will die by his hand."

A Venerable never retreats.

"Have you thought this through?" the old Daoist said gravely. "If you don’t leave now, you won’t get another chance."

"I’d like to leave, but I can’t!"

If Ning Jiang were alone in this world, he wouldn’t care; he could just flee if he couldn’t win. But if he left, the Blood Demon King, once free, would undoubtedly embark on a bloody massacre.

In other words, countless innocent lives stood behind Ning Jiang, depending on him.

Even for the sake of those lives, he could not leave.

This was the responsibility of a Venerable. A hundred thousand years ago, during the war between realms when the Demon Race invaded, it was the Venerables who raised the banner of war, one after another, battling across the lands to quell the great chaos.

With every invasion by the Demon Race, Venerables would inevitably fall, but even so, they could not retreat.

If the Venerables retreated, the Great Thousand Realms would be utterly lost.

As supreme experts, while they commanded the world with their power, they also shouldered an immense responsibility.

"The attack is coming!"

The old Daoist’s voice suddenly grew tense.

RUMBLE!

The Blood Spirit War General opened its mouth, and a beam of blood-light, condensed to an extreme degree, shot out violently. It streaked forward like a comet, slamming toward them.

"Heaven-Devouring Sparrow."

A black shadow flashed, and the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow appeared before Ning Jiang. It opened its beak, and a surge of Devouring Power erupted.

"Oh no, it can’t swallow it all!" The expressions of the two Demon Beasts in the distance changed. They could see cracks spreading across the surface of the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow.

BANG—

With a loud bang, the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow Dharma Body shattered into dust.

_Pfft._

Ning Jiang spat out a mouthful of blood. The Heaven-Devouring Sparrow was spiritually connected to him; with its Dharma Body destroyed, his own body naturally suffered a backlash.

"Do you have any other tricks? Show me everything you’ve got," the Blood Demon King sneered, confident of his victory.

CRACKLE.

He made another grasping motion with his large hand. In an instant, the air around Ning Jiang solidified as if it were steel, and immense pressure bore down from all directions.

Using a Cultivation level close to the Heaven-Reaching Realm to fuel his Domain Power made it several times stronger than before. Ning Jiang’s bones creaked and groaned under the strain, on the verge of disintegrating.

"Break!"

He let out a furious roar, exerting all his strength and straining every muscle and bone in his body to resist the immense pressure.

"Hmph. A useless struggle."

The Blood Demon King snorted coldly, pouring all his power into his hand and squeezing his fist tighter. The Domain Power grew even more terrifying, causing the very earth to tremble and split open with massive fissures.

"You can’t hold on any longer!" the old Daoist said urgently. "I’ll use all my remaining power to open an escape path for you. You have to take the chance and run!"

"Not necessarily!" Ning Jiang refused, his voice firm. "Even if I have to pay a heavy price today, I will make sure he stays here forever."

"Since your mind is made up, I’ll risk my life to see this through with you. Young man, don’t you die on me."

With those words, the old Daoist’s voice vanished. He had transferred all his remaining power to Ning Jiang.

"When I walked this world, I fought countless Kings from the Great Thousand Realms. What technique haven’t I seen?" the Blood Demon King said with disdain. "You want to pay a heavy price to keep me here? You’re dreaming."

He had once been a King, a being who stood far above others. And though his power was a shadow of its former self, he was arrogant to the bone. To him, someone like the Old Sect Leader of the Star Sword Sect was nothing more than an ant.

He wouldn’t even deign to look at the Heaven-Reaching Realm old Daoist. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

So what did a mere Ning Jiang amount to?

"HAHAHAHA! Blood Demon King, in my presence, what does a mere King amount to?"

Ning Jiang suddenly burst into wild, booming laughter. A divine radiance began to pour from every pore on his body, and the brilliant light completely engulfed him until he became a mass of pure white light.

"Today, I’ll let you witness the true power of a Venerable!"

"Immortal Slaying Technique!"

As those three words fell, Ning Jiang transformed into a streak of white light, and an incomparably terrifying scene manifested around him.

Heaven and Earth shattered, great tribulations billowed, all creation was annihilated, the sun and moon sank into ruin, time itself warped, and yin and yang were thrown into chaos.

"Just what in the world are you?!"

The Blood Demon King’s pupils contracted violently as he let out a cry of shock and anger. In that instant, he sensed a mortal threat.

"Stop him!"

The Blood Demon King roared, pushing the Blood Spirit War General to its absolute limit in an attempt to intercept Ning Jiang.

A terrifying thing occurred. The Domain around Ning Jiang simply crumbled. All attacks seemed incapable of approaching him, disintegrating before they could make contact.

Then, with unstoppable, overwhelming force, he ruthlessly pierced straight through the Blood Spirit War General’s body.

In an instant, the Blood Spirit War General’s body began to crumble as if it were made of dust.

"No, this is impossible!"

The Blood Demon King stared in utter disbelief.

What greeted him was a dense cascade of runes descending from above.

These were Sealing Runes. In the blink of an eye, they trapped him, shrinking down until he was imprisoned within a small sphere.