The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1124 - 610: Breaking Through the Boundaries

Jin Wuhuan finally revealed a look of hatred and despair. Jishi Building was the culmination of countless generations of the Jin family’s efforts, resulting in its present glory. If he were to sit and watch as Jishi Building meets such a fate, it would indeed be better for him to die today.

He was about to speak, but Changtian impatiently extended the Nanming Lihuo Sword, casually aiming to decapitate him. The trajectory of his sword was clear, visible to everyone, yet it appeared indifferent. Jin Wuhuan naturally wanted to dodge, but his entire body felt like it was trapped in mud, almost unable to move a finger.

Domain! A Secret Technique exclusive to those above the Immortal Realm. Within a domain, spellcasters can command wind or rain as they wish! Moreover, Changtian has long been renowned, and his use of the domain naturally surpasses that of ordinary immortals. As soon as he entered the secret chamber, he opened his own domain, and anyone whose realm was inferior to his could not escape his grasp. And in this world, how many people can match his cultivation?

On Jin Wuhuan’s face was an intense look of unwillingness, just as he was about to muster all his strength to retrieve something from his bosom, he suddenly felt overwhelmingly heavy, as if shackled with hundreds of thousands of pounds, making him completely immobile. Simultaneously, the fiery red sword light suddenly accelerated, whisked past Jin Wuhuan’s neck with the speed of lightning, and before anyone could react, it had accomplished its task of severing the neck and taking a life. Blood splattered, and a fine head immediately rolled onto the ground. At the same time, there was a clinking sound behind Changtian.

He didn’t need to look back to know it was Jin Wuhuan’s Green Rope Sword. Reluctant to sit and await death, he manipulated the Green Rope Sword to try a sneak attack, yet before the Short Sword could hit its target, he himself was already dead.

Jishi Building’s prominent headmaster was surprisingly not a match for the Divine Beast before him! The elders of Heavenly Residence were momentarily silenced, with only Elder Qi’s increasingly faint wailing sound coming in from outside.

From the neck that had been neatly severed, a strand of golden light suddenly emerged, instantly condensing into a palm-sized little figure.

This was Jin Wuhuan’s Primordial Spirit.

In the external world, the Primordial Spirit moves swiftly, and Jin Wuhuan might be able to try escaping, either by soul possession or reincarnation; however, this was Bai Yujing within the mirror, leaving his Primordial Spirit nowhere to go, and he could only crouch on his own corpse, looking fearfully as he kowtowed three times to Changtian, pleading for mercy.

Changtian did not even look, grabbing his Primordial Spirit. When he reopened his hand, the Little Golden Man had vanished.

Though the God Demon Prison was temporarily closed, its storage function remained intact, so Jin Wuhuan’s Primordial Spirit was naturally thrown inside. For cultivators, as long as the Primordial Spirit remains, the true self is free. Changtian destroyed his mortal body but did not intend to directly crush his Primordial Spirit.

Allowing him to die swiftly would probably be too lenient for him. Bringing his Primordial Spirit back, Tu Jin will surely come up with a fitting method to deal with him.

With one resolved, Changtian suddenly furrowed his brow and glanced at Elder Xiu of Heavenly Residence.

While handling Jin Wuhuan, Elder Xiu tightly gripped a small pen only three inches in length, drawing in the air, its body dusted with golden powder. When Changtian looked at him, he had just completed the final stroke, and a strange chant echoed through the air, like murmurs of ghosts and gods.

Ning Xiaoxian had handed over the Heavenly Residence’s "Storm," and it was indeed in Elder Xiu’s possession. At this moment, he was inscribing the ancient seal script of "crucifixion"! The Shattering Punishment, commonly known as the Skinning Punishment, is one of the cruelest ancient penalties, akin to the folk phrase "a thousand cuts and skins." Elder Xiu knew that if he did not employ some means today, he might not escape with his life, so he gritted his teeth and took out this item. Indeed, as soon as he finished writing the character, his spirit immediately withered by half, making him appear as though he aged decades, yet his expression seemed relieved.

They had long tested the effectiveness of this item, yet at this moment, using it against this Ancient Divine Beast still made them uneasy.

Sure enough, the light in the secret chamber suddenly turned blood-red, and the air filled with the wailing shrieks of resentful spirits. Once the "crucifixion" character was inscribed, it immediately disintegrated, turning into swirling Golden Sand, densely aimed at Changtian.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, this overwhelming Golden Sand reached only within ten feet of him, unable to advance any further — around Changtian, there rose a golden light wall, layered with shimmering streaming lights, resembling gentle water waves, yet as the Golden Sand touched it, it was like headless flies crashing against the Glazed Glass Wall, unable to penetrate no matter how hard it tried.