My Sword Intent Can Be Infinitely Improved

41  You Are Worthy of Being Called An Immortal?

Baiyan Village, in Zhao Shi's house.

Under Ding Jiayu's guidance, Zhao Shi's obsession with immortal cultivation had already fallen into a state of delusion.

In front of him, his son Zhao Gaosheng was bound, with a piece of cloth tightly stuffed in his mouth, and he could only whimper.

In Zhao Shi's entire family, only Zhao Gaosheng was accompanying him. He had a son at an old age, and his wife died during childbirth.

Zhao Shi's eyes no longer had the affection for his son that he had in the past. Upon closer inspection, there was only hysterical madness.

"Gaosheng... I have raised you for so long, it's time for you to show filial piety to me..."

"Don't worry. After stepping on the path of immortality, we will still be together, father and son."

Zhao Gaosheng's entire body trembled in fear. He had never seen his father like this. In the past, his father was his god, but now… not only did the sky collapse, but it also wanted to crush him to death.

Even though he was tied to the pillar, the immense fear made him tremble uncontrollably. He wanted to struggle. He wanted his father to stop.

However, he could not move at all.

Only his head could move, and he shook it frantically, begging his father to stop.

He did not know what his father was planning to do. Facing his father now, he felt extremely afraid.

Zhao Shi did not have any intention of stopping at all.

"Ascendant, come. I'm ready." Zhao Shi's eyes were filled with madness as he looked at Ding Jiayu with fanaticism.

"Hmm." Ding Jiayu was very satisfied. "Stand here and don't move. I will set up the blood formation next."

Zhao Shi obediently did not move. Then Ding Jiayu began to set up. He took out all kinds of materials with a wave of his hand. Soon, the entire room was filled with ink lines.

The black and red ink lines were drawn around the two of them by Ding Jiayu with a wave of his hand.

A strange aura filled the room.

The two opposing sides struggle madly, while the other calmly waits.

The black aura was spreading at an accelerated speed, and soon, it was getting thicker and thicker as it rushed out of the room.

Regarding this, Ding Jiayu did not care.

In an ordinary village, with only a few martial artists of mediocre skill, even if they discovered it, it would only hasten their process of becoming nourishment.

However...

Su Yang, who was hanging in the air, had been paying attention to Ding Jiayu's situation. When the strange black gas came out of the house, he knew that something was wrong.

"Swoosh..."

Su Yang quickly fell from the sky and arrived at the top of the house.

He used his sword intent to gently move a tile on top, and the scene inside came into view.

The black and red ink lines covered the entire house with tadpole-like patterns. There were three people in the house. The two of them stood opposite each other. One of them was tied to a pillar against his will.

The Taoist priest kept gesturing at the side. and as he did so, the black gas in the room became thicker and thicker.

What was going on? Su Yang did not know, but it was definitely not a good thing.

...

In the room, Ding Jiayu kept making hand seals. The black gas in the room was already very dense. Strands of black gas floated and spun, turning into an aura field.

At this moment, Ding Jiayu opened his eyes and put his fingers together. He made another hand seal and a drop of black blood appeared on his fingertip.

"Go!"

Ding Jiayu waved his hand and was about to inject this drop of black blood into Zhao Gaosheng's chest.

At this moment, Zhao Gaosheng was in despair. He had no strength left to struggle, and he lay limply on the pillar like a dead fish, no longer struggling.

Just as the black blood was about to hit Zhao Gaosheng's chest, atransparent longsword suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Gaosheng and slapped Black Blood away.

Ding Jiayu's expression changed as he shouted in a low voice, "Who dares to ruin my good deeds!"

From Ding Jiayu's body, a large amount of black aura surged out, and several black skull heads quickly surveyed the area, locking onto the rooftop in the next moment.

Before the opponent could make a move, Su Yang had already descended from the sky.

Stepping on the transparent sword, he floated down.

"Can you tell me what you're doing?" Su Yang asked curiously.

Seeing the person who had come, Ding Jiayu calmed his anger and returned to a smiling appearance.

"Do you want to try the path of becoming an immortal?" Ding Jiayu said bluntly. It seemed that as long as Su Yang wanted to, he could help Su Yang ascend to the path of immortality.

"The path to becoming an immortal?" Su Yang was surprised and said disdainfully, "You can become immortal with your cultivation method that uses people as materials? You're even worthy of being called an Immortal?"

Ding Jiayu was not angry. He smiled and said, "There are thousands of immortal paths. If you only take one path, you can refine your corpse to become immortal. You can obtain longevity and the Great Dao. How can you not be called an immortal?"

"To us, mortals are just ants. If we need them, we will take them. If we don't need them, we will keep them."

"Fellow Daoist, you have misunderstood."

"Hahaha…" Su Yang laughed and said, "What a joke, mortals are nothing but ants to you,Have you become immortal?"

"No, I haven't. But I've already set foot on the path of immortality, so there's still a huge difference between me and mortals," Ding Jiayu said calmly.

"Enough...," Su Yang shook his head. "I can't reason with someone like you, and there's no point in 19:11

talking to someone as wicked as you."

Su Yang originally thought this person might be a disciple of the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect, but it seemed not.

That's right, the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect was not the only evil cultivator in the world.

Sword intent rose around Su Yang, and he planned to attack directly.

Ding Jiayu felt the terrifying sword intent and was shocked. Without saying anything, he turned around and ran out of the house.

Su Yang glanced at the other two people in the room. One of them stood still as if he had temporarily lost consciousness. One of them was tied up. He did not know what was going on.

After thinking about it, he decided to ignore the two of them for the time being and kill the evil cultivator first.

"Attack!" Su Yang soared forward on his sword, like a shooting star chasing the moon. In a short moment, he caught up to Ding Jiayu who had escaped.

However, Ding Jiayu didn't go far. He stopped at the center of the village.

"Are you really going to meddle in this, fellow Daoist?" Ding Jiayu questioned. His face was already a little more ruthless.

Su Yang did not say a word. He raised his hand and activated the sword intent. The sword intent around him rushed out and filled the world.

At that moment, the world underwent a sudden change, influenced by the sword intent.

With another wave of his hand, the sword intent transformed into an actual sword and slashed at Ding Jiayu with a momentum that tore through the air.

The moment the sword intent appeared, Ding Jiayu's expression changed.

"So powerful!" Ding Jiayu cursed in his heart. His strength hadn't fully recovered, and he was incapable of directly facing this attack.

[Necromancy Technique - Corpse Substitution]

Ding Jiayu's hands formed a seal and he quickly executed his Dao technique. When the sword intent reached him, he had already turned into a zombie.

Ding Jiayu quickly retreated a hundred meters away. He thought to himself that the zombie he had refined had a tough body. Although it was only a small toy, ordinary third-grade martial artists could not hurt it. No one in Tianfeng Prefecture could do anything to it, not to mention in this small village.

He had great confidence in the zombie he had refined through the power of the stars. Apart from other abilities, its durability was unparalleled.

However, just as he was secretly feeling smug, he watched helplessly as the zombie he had refined was cut into two halves.

The terrifying sword intent showed no signs of hesitation, easily cleaving his zombie into two.

Ding Jiayu blinked in disbelief.

"This... It's impossible!"

Isn't this supposed to be Tianfeng Prefecture?

Isn't this a city under the jurisdiction of Tianfeng Prefecture?

Isn't this a small village under the jurisdiction of a city governed by Tianfeng Prefecture?

Ding Jiayu's mind was filled with question marks.

He vaguely remembered that the strongest person in Tianfeng Prefecture was only a third-grade. He should have been sleeping for a year, right?

The zombie that was connected to his mind was killed, and Ding Jiayu was hit by the backlash of the Daoist technique. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Su Yang had already realized that he had killed a zombie. With its ugly appearance and fangs, it was difficult not to recognize it.

His sword intent covered enveloped an area of 1,200 meters. Ding Jiayu was only 100 meters away. How could Su Yang not be aware?

With a wave of his hand, he condensed a sword in the air and slashed at Ding Jiayu again.

ing Jiayu's soul trembled, stomping his foot on the ground. A blue light soared, and seven blue dots appeared beneath his feet, forming the shape of seven stars.

[Seven Star Celestial Formation... Activate!]

In an instant, starlight shot up into the sky from under Ding Jiayu's feet, connecting with the starry sky.

At the same time, the star meridian under Ding Jiayu's feet extended and connected to a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

The seven tombs were infused with star power.

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