Jiang Ye's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly let out a soft sigh, then slapped his Qiankun Bag.
Clang!
The next moment, a large swathe of blade light flew out!
A hundred silver-black blades, their cold light sharp, thin as cicada wings, yet imbued with the Qi of intertwining Dragon patterns.
Dao runes flowed over them, each blade like a divine weapon capable of splitting the universe, circling around Jiang Ye, stirring up bone-chilling blade sounds.
Dragon Pattern Black Gold, personally cut and refined into these one hundred and eight "Silver Blades" by the Jiang Clan's divine weapon workshop using secret techniques!
This was done when Jiang Ye returned to the Jiang Clan for his coming-of-age ceremony, where he ordered them to be refined and forged.
Jiang Ye's eyes were cold, and he spoke in a low voice, enunciating each word:
"Silver Blades, appear!"
"Radiant Flames, emerge!"
The Radiant God King Body's divine radiance boiled, his Blood Qi was like a sea, and golden divine patterns flowed like a torrent through his limbs and bones.
In his palm, a cluster of crystal-clear Holy Flames bloomed.
This was the "Radiant Flames" unique to the Radiant God King Body, burning all evil, with unparalleled brilliance, the ultimate manifestation of the Radiant Flame Dao.
Jiang Ye pointed his fingers rapidly, and Radiant Flames divine patterns were added to the Silver Blades one after another; in an instant, the entire Void Realm was interwoven with blazing golden light and silver light, as if transforming into a bright divine formation.
At that moment, he was like a Dominator of light descending upon the world, with a hundred Silver Blades suspended behind him, burning with divine flames, causing the entire sky to tremble.
"Come on," Jiang Ye said with a stern expression, his eyes as bright as stars.
"I also want to see... how much of a chance I have against the power of a Saint!"
The black-clothed man roared.
Killing Intent surging, like a Netherworld Dominator crossing realms, millions of shadowy figures appeared around him, each carrying an indestructible will, pouncing towards Jiang Ye.
Swish!
Jiang Ye's sleeve robes shook, his figure turning into an afterimage, and the Silver Blades chimed in unison!
Over a hundred Silver Blades, carrying the might of Radiant Flames, suddenly shot out, instantly transforming into an overwhelming rain of light swords, crashing down around the black-clothed man, trapping him completely.
"Slice!"
Jiang Ye formed a hand seal, and the Silver Blades instantly transformed into a formation diagram, like a rotating sun wheel, with him at its center, suddenly contracting and cutting!
At this moment, the sky boiled, the Void Realm shattered, silver light wove like threads, and Radiant Flames blazed!
The black-clothed man roared repeatedly, the Nether Qi on his body constantly breaking apart; though his Physical Body was strong, it simply couldn't withstand the scorching of the Radiant Flames.
That originally indestructible and seemingly unperishable Netherworld battle body, under the continuous bombardment of Radiant Flames and Silver Blades, actually began to crack and peel away, blood like ink staining the sky.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
The black-clothed man's voice was filled with fear and unwillingness.
The Netherworld power he contained was extremely rich and pure.
His Physical Body, too, after long-term tempering by Netherworld power, could be called an indestructible Physical Body, with an eternal Soul.
How could he be defeated by such a young man?
But reality was crueler than expected.
The Radiant Flames attached to the Silver Blades were not ordinary fire, but the fire of the Dao of Light, specifically for eradicating evil; once attached, it was like a maggot in the bone, even a Netherworld Divine Soul would find it difficult to dispel!
Under the suppression of Jiang Ye's powerful Radiant God King Body, and amidst the layers of Silver Blade cuts, the black-clothed man's body was torn and segmented inch by inch, until it was completely annihilated in the Void Realm!
Boom!
With the last loud bang, the world returned to tranquility.
The blazing flames dissipated, the light receded, leaving only scattered ashes drifting high in the sky.
Jiang Ye stood quietly in place, the Silver Blades returning to their positions, once again suspended behind him, emitting soft, trembling sword hums.
He breathed lightly, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes, then slowly relaxed his brows, revealing a smile.
Although this battle was fraught with danger, it also allowed him to verify the true lethality of the Silver Blades and Radiant Flames.
"Not bad..."
"The opponent's Netherworld power was indeed extraordinary; if not for the Radiant God King Body, I might not have been able to deal with him..."
"Moreover, while this amplification secret technique looks terrifying, it was actually still affected by the Secret Realm's Heaven and Earth suppression, at most only exerting the power of a Half-Saint."
"It was nothing more than that."
"After this, as long as I don't encounter an environment like before, with nine nether underworld lotus everywhere, no matter how many similar subordinates, or rather 'Clones,' come, I can cut them down with the Silver Blades!"
Jiang Ye pondered and organized the process, a hint of arrogance appearing on his face.
He sensed the black-clothed man's Qi completely dissipating between Heaven and Earth, without even a trace of residual Nether Qi, before he fully relaxed.
Immediately, Jiang Ye sat cross-legged and took out two streams of spiritual light.
One was a Seed of Holy Light, self-evolved by the Radiant God King Body, used to restore the Origin of Light and Spiritual Qi.
The other was a pseudo-Creation Green Lotus; though not a true Green Lotus, its vitality was extremely abundant, capable of nourishing the Divine Soul and restoring Blood Qi.
He offered up the two streams of spiritual light separately; immediately, holy radiance flowed, and the Qi of the Green Lotus rose ethereal, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi gathered from all directions, surrounding him, forming a Holy Land for healing.
"I'll recover a bit, then go find Ye Qingyun."
"It must not be easy to cultivate such 'subordinates' that can adapt to Netherworld power; having killed one, Zhong Tianyi should temporarily not dare to bother me."
Jiang Ye's eyes were cold as he murmured to himself, looking towards the distant direction... the Netherworld.
The world was desolate, filled with Death Qi.
This was the most secret and dangerous corner of the Dragon Vein Secret Realm, difficult for ordinary people to set foot in; intensely concentrated Netherworld Qi permeated the surroundings, as if seeping from the depths of Hell, devouring all vitality and spirituality.
The Void Realm was decaying, the Dao was distorted here, and the light of the sun and moon could not penetrate this place, as if swallowed by an unseen, pitch-black ghost net.
Around, countless blooming nine nether underworld lotus, layer upon layer, stood quietly amidst cold rocks and swamps, their entire bodies black and purple, petals slightly open, like the eyes of Hell, each emanating Soul-capturing demonic light.
These nine nether underworld lotus originally only existed in legends.
They were a foreign species left behind by extraterrestrial evil demons that had fallen into the world, taking the Yin Qi of Heaven and Earth as their Foundation, feeding on living Souls, absorbing Creation Spiritual Qi, and self-evolving the Netherworld Dao.
Now, they bloomed in vast patches, their color as black as ink, with surging Netherworld light, like a sea of death flowers blooming in Hell.
Within this field of nine nether underworld lotus, dozens of Cultivators sat cross-legged.
Their bodies trembled and twitched at times, their faces twisted in pain, as if enduring extreme, heart-wrenching agony.
Their skin was covered with dark, eerie patterns; these were not scars, but the imprints of Netherworld Qi entering their bodies, as if some Dao Law was frantically reshaping within them!
Every one of them was no longer human.
But "Children of the Netherworld."
They were demonic bodies, half-Clones, that Zhong Tianyi had meticulously refined, bit by bit, using the Netherworld Dao, through a unique secret technique and tens of thousands of years of effort.
They had long abandoned their original Physical Bodies and Bloodlines, forcibly transformed into vessels for the Nine Netherworld Dao Body, serving as Zhong Tianyi's tools, Puppets, and an extension of his Body Refining.
They ingested the nine nether underworld lotus, painfully fusing with the Origin of the Netherworld, to infuse Zhong Tianyi's "main body" with the purest Demonic Path Foundation.
"But this is still far from enough!"
"It still lacks the infusion and nourishment of innate immortal liquid..."