Ascending the Heavens as an Evil God

At the very least, Lu Li was the Lu family’s top genius and a Prodigious Realm Infinitesimal Stage cultivator himself, so his perceptiveness far exceeded that of ordinary people.

After the initial shock, he quickly realized what the problem was.

‘That blade…’ Lu Li’s eyes were fixed on Gu Nan’s long scarlet blade. The shock in his heart couldn’t be quelled for a long time. ‘If I guessed right, then I’m afraid that the sharpness of this blade has reached an unimaginable level.’

Putting aside the material itself, Ye Qinglan’s sword had been nourished by decades of his sword intent. It had long since become a well-known sword.

To think that such a sword would actually be cut in half… This was what Ye Qinglan truly didn’t expect, which resulted in him losing an arm.

As Lu Li looked at Ye Qinglan’s expression of incomprehension, astonishment, and resignation, as he felt like he could also empathize with it.

The distinguished Austere Sword Saint had lost not to an opponent, but to a single blade!

Thinking of this, it was as if an evil fire lit up in Lu Li’s heart. He couldn’t help blurting out, “Gu Nan, what kind of hero are you to win only because of a weapon?!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lu Li saw Gu Nan turn his head and flash a cruel smile his way.

In the next instant, Gu Nan’s figure had already appeared in front of him and slashed downward!

‘So fast…’ Such a thought came to Lu Li’s mind, while his body was already frantically circulating his internal energy and using his Prodigious Realm power.

He knew all too well that he absolutely wouldn’t be able to withstand such a slash.

Just as the strike was about to land on him, Lu Li’s body gently shook and actually turned into a log, while he himself appeared next to it.

After reaching Prodigious Realm, especially after reaching Infinitesimal Stage within that realm, most martial artists would have all kinds of strange powers and some strange means of self-preservation.

“Wood Attribute Substitute Technique?” Gu Nan’s range of knowledge was so broad that he’d already exposed the nature of Lu Li’s trump card before Lu Li had time to feel proud of himself.

The corners of Lu Li’s mouth twitched slightly, but before he could respond, a figure had slowly appeared behind Gu Nan.

This figure’s appearance was so inexplicable that even Gu Nan didn’t sense it. It was as if the figure was a ghost, waiting for the opportune moment when Gu Nan’s mind was most relaxed after the slash to strike.

“Die!” A low and cold voice roared.

Gu Nan only felt a chill at the back of his neck, and a heavy blow fell down just like that.

This figure was Hu Wei. Not only was her hair snow-white, but even her skin was a pale, sickly white. She resembled the snow demon from ghost stories.

And what she hit Gu Nan with was precisely an extremely condensed ball of ice-attribute psychic power.

Gu Nan was directly blown away and crashed heavily into a wall, smashing through three walls in a row before stopping.

Lu Li leaned to the side with lingering fear in his heart, looking at Hu Wei with an odd gaze.

He knew what Hu Wei had eaten. It was one of the military’s forbidden drugs that only affected Prodigious cultivators. This drug could infuse the taker with highly compressed energy.

But the aftereffects of this drug were very serious, and the process of taking it was extremely painful…

‘I didn’t expect this woman to actually take things this far for the sake of her younger brother.’

‘But that Gu Nan took such a blow head-on, and it was even a vital part like the neck that got hit. I’m afraid his chances of survival are zero.’

To put it bluntly, that drug was a mass of highly compressed energy, equivalent in amount to the internal energy of ten Prodigious experts. Nobody can withstand it when it’s directly blasted onto the human body.

At this time, Ye Qinglan finally stopped the bleeding from his wound. He carried his broken sword and slowly walked up to Hu Wei, letting out a small sigh. “After this strike, your life expectancy is only five years at most… Is it worth it?”

“Of course… it’s worth it.” Hu Wei trembled a little, but her gaze was always firm. “Since he dared to kill my brother, I will definitely kill him…”

“Well said.” A slightly strange voice traveled out from the ruins in front of them. “Since you dared to injure me, I will definitely kill all your relatives, friends, and commanders.”

Gu Nan’s figure slowly stood up from the ruins, with a large hole in his throat.

From the angle of Hu Wei and others, the blood vessels still writhing inside the wound could be seen, as well as the tissues that were rapidly healing. Gu Nan’s strange voice was the result of his vocal cords repairing themselves.

“W-What kind of monster is this…”

The projection device had long been broken by Gu Nan. Some of the audience were anxious to leave the arena as soon as possible, fearing that they would encounter unexpected calamity, while others couldn’t hold back their curiosity and tried to gather around the VIP seats.

Gu Nan touched his itchy throat with his hand, and a nasty grin appeared on his face.

Ever since arriving in this world, this was the first time he had been injured in the truest sense—all his previous injuries were either expected or self-inflicted.

And all in all, they were far less serious than this one.

If it wasn’t for a godly skill like Resistance, it was hard to say if he could have survived this attack.

Gu Nan, who had brushed shoulders with death many times, launched himself forward without another word, his blade slashing at Hu Wei.

“Go!” Ye Qinglan shouted. He stepped forward and actually took the initiative to block the attack.

He raised the sword in his hand. The majestic sword intent was still sharp, as if it had never been broken in half. A shimmering light appeared under his feet, as if something was slowly expanding.

This Austere Sword Saint finally used his true power, his Austere Sword Domain!

“Birth, old age, sickness, and death—all are suffering.”

Ye Qinglan’s gaze was calm as he murmured, “There are 39,000 kinds of sword intent in my Domain. Each one is taken from the suffering of someone learning the sword. If you cannot comprehend my Austere Sword, you will never walk out of…”

Halfway through his words, he couldn’t continue anymore.

Because Gu Nan was walking over step by step. With every step he took, countless sword intents cut into him, but none were able to stop his steps.

Thirty-nine thousand sword intents. Each one was stronger than the previous one, and each one was more difficult to comprehend.

Ye Qinglan’s Austere Sword Domain should’ve been the best method of trapping an enemy, but who would’ve thought… that Gu Nan could actually resist it head-on!

The Gu Nan who walked out of the Austere Sword Domain had sword wounds all over his body. One of his eyebrows had even been scraped off.

But ever since he walked out of the domain, his injuries started recovering with every step he took, and when he reached Ye Qinglan, some sword wounds had even started to scab.

“Why did you stop talking?” Gu Nan flashed a fierce smile at Ye Qinglan. “If you don’t have anything else to say, then hurry off to the afterlife now.”

He slammed a palm down onto Ye Qinglan’s head, directly pressing the latter’s head into his body.

Only then did he turn his head to look at Hu Wei, who looked like a snowy maiden. Using the last of her strength, she sent a violent blizzard towards Gu Nan.

However, it couldn’t even break through the Dawn Sage Robe’s defense. To Gu Nan, it was like encountering a gentle breeze.

When Hu Wei saw this, she stopped counterattacking and just sneered at Gu Nan, “If you want to kill me or slice me up, just do it! But if you want me to beg for mercy, let me tell you this: that’s imp—”

Gu Nan’s blade stabbed diagonally into her abdomen, traveling from the abdomen up through the entire chest cavity, and then through the lower frontal bone on her forehead.