The moment he felt the suffocating pressure of death, Martin Jiao’s soul nearly scattered. He frantically tried to summon the Golden Array Pen, but the blade aura had already locked onto his last thread of life.
If he hadn’t withdrawn part of his divine essence just moments before, he wouldn’t have been able to summon the Golden Array Pen now—let alone use it to shield his domain.
Crack! The Bleakwind Blade swept up a killing aura, tearing through Martin Jiao’s domain.
Boom! The Golden Array Pen was powerless against the Bleakwind Blade’s relentless killing intent, which had already seeped into Martin Jiao’s very soul.
Thud! The Bleakwind Blade struck Martin Jiao’s brow, erupting in a mist of blood.
At the same time, Joe Di’s sea of consciousness was invaded by the terrifying killing intent. That deadly force became tangible, shredding his meridians and threatening to tear his body apart from the inside out.
Joe Di’s sea of consciousness cracked with fine fissures, the agony of tearing pain halting his blade intent for a split second. Martin Jiao, already split in two by Joe Di, instantly retreated, his body rejoining as one.
At that moment, Martin Yun let out a shrill scream as the Void Mountain crashed into him. He was already gravely wounded, and now Joe Di’s sudden ambush left him unable to dodge.
Martin Yun’s primordial spirit burst free, but before it could escape, Bolt was already upon him. As Bolt devoured Martin Yun’s spirit, Joe Di collapsed to the ground, sending Bolt into the Ninth World for safety.
Bolt’s level is still too low. Devouring the primordial spirit of a Prime Realm cultivator will be tough for him.
Martin Jiao’s face was as pale as paper. Even though his body had healed in an instant, he knew all too well that he had to flee or face certain death. He had less than half his former strength left, and even his sea of consciousness bore a crack.
Rage surged in his heart. Although he reacted quickly when Joe Di ambushed him, he hadn’t expected Joe Di to actually dare such a move. To attack under the overwhelming killing intent of Morris Zhou—wasn’t that courting death?
Bang! An invisible barrier struck Martin Jiao, sending him crashing to the ground.
An invisible array restriction? Martin Jiao grew frantic. Only now did he realize he had underestimated Joe Di. Joe Di wasn’t just stronger—his arraycraft and restrictions were superior too.
He simply picked himself up and turned to face Joe Di. Since escape was impossible, he’d fight to the end.
This was clearly the perfect moment to finish Martin Jiao, yet Joe Di didn’t move. His complexion was no better than Martin Jiao’s, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
On the surface, he seemed relatively unharmed. But only Joe Di knew how dire his injuries were. Morris Zhou’s killing intent had invaded his sea of consciousness and torn his meridians. Both his sea of consciousness and meridians were now wounded.
Yet Joe Di remained calm. Just as he’d anticipated, he could indeed kill Martin Jiao and Martin Yun—but doing so meant his own doom, for he’d never escape.
With such injuries, recovery was impossible in the short term. If he couldn’t recover soon, nor break through Morris Zhou’s Deathtrap Array, then all he could do was wait for death.
Luckily, Morris Zhou still couldn’t confront him face to face. If Morris Zhou were able to move, Joe Di would truly be in danger.
A violent surge of killing intent flooded toward Joe Di once again. He could sense Morris Zhou’s fury and his unwavering resolve to kill him. Joe Di simply sat cross-legged, defending against Morris Zhou’s killing intent while keeping a wary eye on Martin Jiao.
Within this Eighth-Rank Deathtrap Array, he had used law array banners to set up another deathtrap array. Joe Di knew he absolutely couldn’t let Martin Jiao escape; if Martin Jiao got away, he would be in even greater danger.
Now that escape was impossible, he simply chose not to run. If Martin Jiao escaped, he would never let Joe Di quietly remain trapped here…
Not running? As Joe Di pondered those words, he suddenly felt as if he’d opened a door to life itself.
Until now, he’d only thought about how his arraycraft was inferior to Morris Zhou’s. After killing Martin Jiao and Martin Yun, he’d be gravely wounded and trapped by Morris Zhou, unable to escape.
But why did he need to escape? Morris Zhou couldn’t face him directly. After killing Martin Jiao and Martin Yun, what was there to fear?
Without Morris Zhou confronting him in person, could a mere deathtrap array really kill him? He was, after all, a formation master infinitely close to Seventh-Rank Formation Sovereign, and a Sacred Physique body-refiner. Could an Eighth-Rank Deathtrap Array really trap him?
Earlier, he’d been fixated on escaping afterward. Because he was thinking about escape, he’d calculated whether he could break through the deathtrap array. But now, if he wasn’t escaping, he needed to calculate his recovery time instead.
Martin Jiao saw Joe Di grab several healing pills and swallow them, then sit down to recover. A thought flashed through his mind—could he kill Joe Di now?
Just as the idea crossed his mind, Morris Zhou’s voice transmitted again: “Attack him with everything you have. I’ll use my killing intent and the deathtrap array to hold him down. Keep using your divine arts—I won’t let him use that shattered law technique again.”
This matched Martin Jiao’s thinking exactly. Even though he knew his strength was down to a fraction, he was well aware that Joe Di’s power had also been greatly reduced. If Joe Di weren’t injured, would he really be sitting there healing instead of attacking?
Martin Jiao summoned the Golden Array Pen once more, turning it into a flurry of golden light. Since Morris Zhou said not to let Joe Di’s divine art tear through his law technique, what did he have to fear?
Seeing Martin Jiao make his move, Joe Di immediately stood up. In the next instant, the surrounding spatial killing array shifted.
A torrent of killing intent swept in, forming a violent force that tore at Joe Di’s domain. His sea of consciousness was wracked with unbearable pain yet again, and another arrow of blood shot from his mouth. Ignoring the endless killing intent of the array, he stepped forward and struck at Martin Jiao with the Azure Veil Blade.
Even if it cost him half his life, he had to take Martin Jiao down first.
Thud thud thud! The killing aura of the Eighth-Rank Killing Array crashed over Joe Di like waves, raising sprays of blood across his body.
Sensing Morris Zhou’s powerful intervention, Martin Jiao was secretly delighted, and the golden light grew even more intense. Joe Di’s strike looked terrifying, but he believed that with Morris Zhou’s help, they could tear Joe Di’s body apart before the blade landed.
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But in just a moment, Martin Jiao’s heart sank. The killing waves of the Eighth-Rank Killing Array crashed into Joe Di, but only produced sprays of blood, wounding him further—yet they couldn’t shatter his body.
That’s right—Joe Di is also a Sacred Physique body-refiner.
Not only was Martin Jiao shocked—even Morris Zhou was stunned. He had thought Joe Di would surely kill Martin Jiao, and then he himself would finish off Joe Di.
But now, the blood spraying from Joe Di’s body was nearly a waterfall, yet his movements were completely unaffected. Not even his physical body had collapsed.
If Morris Zhou still didn’t realize Joe Di possessed a Sacred Physique, he’d have lived his years in vain. Compared to Martin Jiao and Martin Yun, Morris Zhou was far more cunning. Once he knew Joe Di had a Sacred Physique, he understood killing him wouldn’t be so easy.
Unless he dared to rush right up to Joe Di, fighting him face to face and using the Eighth-Rank Deathtrap Array against him.
But Morris Zhou didn’t have that kind of courage. His current strength wasn’t even at the Mixed Origin stage. If he fought Joe Di head-on, he might kill Joe Di, but Joe Di could very well kill him too.
Escape—he had to escape!
After learning Joe Di had a Sacred Physique, Martin Jiao realized his ‘Golden Light Body-Split’ divine art, even when severely injured, could only worsen Joe Di’s wounds—it could never tear apart his body. If he couldn’t break Joe Di’s body, he was doomed.
Though he could inflict near-fatal wounds on Joe Di before dying, he’d still be dead in the end.
Martin Jiao understood the critical point in an instant and immediately fled. Even if trapped in the White Sand Hall by Joe Di, he had to escape Joe Di’s blade first.
But in the next moment, Martin Jiao’s gaze froze. He’d clearly escaped far away, well beyond the range of Joe Di’s Azure Veil Blade intent—yet that blade still pierced his brow a second time.
No matter how far he fled, the distance between his brow and Joe Di’s blade seemed as close as ever.
Such a powerful spatial divine art… He’d touched upon spatial arts himself, but he could never unleash such a strike…
No, Martin Jiao suddenly realized—this wasn’t a spatial technique, but a time technique. And it was an utterly terrifying one. No matter how he moved through time, he was still moving. No matter how far he fled, the moment Joe Di’s blade struck his brow was always that same instant—it never lengthened, no matter how far he went.
Agonizing pain surged through him; Martin Jiao could even sense his primordial spirit shattering under the blade’s killing intent. He shut his eyes as endless scenes collapsed in his mind, suddenly understanding just how long a single moment could last.
No matter how long you live, no matter how glorious or powerful you once were—from birth to death, it’s only a moment.
(That’s all for today’s update—good night, friends!)