Chapter 0373 – The Secret of the Indestructible Divine Armor – Absolute Return

The Indestructible Divine Armor, indestructible, this is a legend in the jianghu, but can it really withstand the sword of the Evil League Leader?

A flicker of doubt flashed through King Slaughter’s mind, but he quickly put it behind him.

“The Indestructible Divine Armor, wouldn’t it be a thing of vanity?” He said confidently, as if reminding himself.

“In this world, how can there be anything that is indestructible? It’s just an obsession in one’s heart.”

Boz Qiang s voice was as cold as frost, and he never believed that anything would be eternal and indestructible. Love, dreams, hopes …… these are nothing more than vain illusions in his eyes. He was a realist through and through, never moved by false emotions.

King Tu smiled faintly and tried to disturb Boz Qiang’s mind with his words, “You are so cold and heartless, why would you trust that Demon Sect Young Lord?”

Burzillian responded lightly, “I never trusted him, it was my apprentice who trusted him.”

King Slaughter’s gaze slowly landed on Jian Wuji’s body, those demonic red pupils staring at him like a demon. With his black and white figure, paired with these red eyes, Jian Wuji seemed to be from hell.

“Look at his eyes, they are full of ambition and desire.” King Tu tried to shake Burzillon’s trust in this tense atmosphere.

Boz Qiang squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking hard, and after a moment, he said coldly, “What you see is a blazing fire, but what I see is an icy snowfield.”

King Tu raised an eyebrow, the passion he saw seemed to be viewed as cold and heartless by Burzillon.

However, Jian Wuji laughed, smiling calmly and casually, “You’re all wrong, my left eye is fire and my right eye is ice.”

Jian Wuji’s smile seemed to pierce through all the tension and confrontation, and his tone was relaxed and casual, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him. Beside him, Bi Si An silently watched Jian Wuji, he didn’t see the ambition and desire that King Slaughter had spoken of in those eyes, instead, he only saw that familiar cynical smile. But hidden behind that smile was a hint of deep loneliness.

“What did you see?” Jian Wuji suddenly turned his head and asked.

“Alone.” Bisian replied without hesitation. He had never detected Jian Wuji’s loneliness before, but now, he felt the silence that welled up from the depths of his heart.

Sword Wuji laughed even more spontaneously, “It’s still you who knows me, I’m so lonely that I ran to the Evil Dao Alliance to make friends with you.”

“I hope your loneliness doesn’t lead you astray.” There was a hint of worry in Bithian’s voice.

“Don’t worry, our end will be happy, and we’ll laugh and play until we’re old.”

However, King Slaughter laughed coldly, “Whether it is fire or ice, I see ambition. Your ambition is even greater than mine.”

Jian Wuji’s smile tightened and his eyes narrowed slightly, “My ambition is only to accomplish something personal, different from your kind of desire to take everything from others.”

His words were cold, but with determination. His goal was clear and unambiguous, and he would never let these personal matters consume his life. He knew that after this battle, he would completely leave King Slaughter behind and return to the world that belonged to him and was familiar to him, reuniting with those he cared about.

King Tut tried again to provoke with words, “What if your personal affairs would hurt your friends?”

Boz Qiang was about to respond, but at that moment, the King of Slaughter violently attacked!

A strong palm wind whistled, Boz Qiang had been prepared, sideways to avoid, but the palm wind still grazed his cheeks, bringing up a strong sense of oppression.

“You think you can defeat me with this?” Boz Qiang looked coldly at King Tu, the sword in his hand slowly raised and pointed straight at his heart, “The only thing in this world that is certain is your greedy heart.”

He fiercely exerted his strength, and green colored sword light burst out from the tip of the sword, chopping towards the King of Slaughter as if it were lightning.

King Tu’s fists were clenched tightly, the red true qi around his body instantly condensed, and his fists flashed with a blazing red light. The sword light and fist power violently collided in mid-air, emitting a deafening roar. The green colored sword light and red fist power intertwined in the air, creating a dazzling picture.

Bo Ziqiang’s sword forced out countless tiny sword qi, swift as rain towards King Tu. King Tu was shocked and realized that it was not good, so he hastily activated his body protection qi, trying to resist this wave of attacks.

“‘Undying Divine Armor’, block for me!” King Slaughter recited silently in his heart.

Dozens of sword qi struck King Slaughter’s protective true qi fiercely, emitting crackling and crunching sounds, but they were never able to penetrate his defense.

Jian Wuji watched the battle from the sidelines and was secretly shocked, “The Indestructible Divine Armor, it truly lives up to its name.”

However, even with the Indestructible Divine Armor protecting him, King Tu’s protective true qi was rapidly depleting under the impact of this wave of sword qi. He cursed in his heart, knowing that he couldn’t continue to consume like this, and that he had to find a chance to break through Boz Qiang.

Suddenly, King Slaughter swung his fist violently and blasted the ground.

“Boom!”

The ground crumbled into a huge crater, and with the force of this recoil, King Slaughter leapt into the air, trying to get away from Boz Qiang’s attack.

Boz Qiang sneered coldly, and also then rose up into the air, in hot pursuit.

The battle in the air was even more intense, with sword qi and fist power crisscrossing the air, killing aura overflowing. The two of them went back and forth, making deadly moves without mercy. The air violently churned between the two, as if it was going to tear the heaven and earth apart.

King Tu’s “Chained Wind and Cloud Fists” were getting more and more fierce, and Bo Ziqiang’s “Evil Dao Divine Sword” was also getting more and more powerful. The battle between the two sides had entered a white-hot stage, and the air was filled with the terrifying energy of sword qi and palm winds intertwining.

However, Burzillon’s stamina was gradually running out, and the King of Slaughter was forcing him to retreat, and he had several deep wounds on his body.

“Damn it!” Boz Qiang cursed in his heart, he had decided not to hold back any longer and was ready to make a killing move.

He took a deep breath and raised his inner strength to the extreme, violently stabbing his sword at King Slaughter. The sword light chopped down like thunder, carrying a destructive momentum.

“Evil Dao Divine Sword!”

This sword contained Bozi Qiang’s lifelong strength, enough to strike any opponent to death. King Tu was startled and hastily dodged, but he was still cut through his robes by the sword blade, and his chest was nearly pierced through.

King Tu retreated in a sorry state, his eyes filled with shock and anger. He couldn’t believe that Boz Qiang was able to injure him.

“You actually managed to injure me?” King Slaughter’s voice was filled with disbelief.

Boz Qiang smiled coldly, “What do you think you are? Nothing more than a clown who jumps through hoops.”

King Tu’s face was blue with rage, itching to tear Burz Qiang into pieces. However, he knew in his heart that he was no longer a match for Boz Qiang at this point. He had to find a chance to escape from this situation.

Right at this moment, King Slaughter’s eyes rolled back in his head and a plan came to him. He pretended to show a look of invincibility and turned around to run.

Boz Qiang bellowed, “Want to run? It’s not that easy!” He quickly chased after him.

King Slaughter ran all the way, his eyes surreptitiously surveying his surroundings. Suddenly, he realized that he had been forced to the edge of a cliff. King Tu’s gaze flickered, and his heart instantly decided.

He turned violently and leapt off the cliff.

Startled, Bötzjörn rushed to the edge of the cliff and looked down, only to see King Tu’s figure disappearing into the depths of the clouds.

“Damn it!” Burzillon angrily smashed the rocks on the edge of the cliff, his anger in his heart.

Jian Wuji and Bi Sian arrived later.

“Master, are you alright?” Bithian asked with concern.

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The battle between Boz Qiang and King Slaughter intensified, sword light and fist power intertwined into a brutal battlefield. Everyone in the surroundings held their breath, as if even the air had been compressed into a static condensation.

King Slaughter’s fists that were like a raging storm pressed Burz Qiang back step by step, appearing somewhat overwhelmed. Each punch carried the momentum of a landslide, as if it was going to tear apart the entire heaven and earth.

Boz Qiang’s brows were furrowed, and in his heart, he understood that he could no longer be passive and defensive like this. The enemy’s offense was too ferocious, and if he didn’t counterattack soon, he would only fall into a desperate situation.

“Is that all you’re capable of?” King Tu sneered, disdain in his eyes, “Still want to fight me?”

“King Tu, I will make you realize how ridiculous your arrogance is!” Boz Qiang coldly returned the greeting, a trace of perseverance flashing in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and condensed the true qi in his body to the extreme, and suddenly the longsword in his hand erupted in a dazzling burst of green light. The sword qi descended from the sky like a shooting star, pushing straight towards King Slaughter.

Seeing this, King Tu frowned slightly. He immediately gathered Qi in both fists, and the red True Qi instantly condensed into a raging force that met Boz Qiang’s sword light.

“Boom!”

A loud sound like the sky crashing into the ground shook the surroundings, and the green sword light and the red fist force collided in the air, erupting into a shocking duel.

The two forces collided and tore each other apart, forming a dazzling vortex of energy that swept up the sky full of dust and debris.

The air was filled with the violent vibrations of sword qi and fist wind, as if the entire heaven and earth were trembling.

Boz Qiang held his longsword in a death grip, forcing himself to endure the severe pain in his body.

He clearly felt his opponent’s suffocatingly powerful strength, and every strike from King Slaughter seemed to shatter his entire body’s bones. But he couldn’t back down, even if it hurt, he had to persevere.

“Is this all you have?” King Slaughter’s voice was filled with sarcasm, “It seems that I have overestimated you.”

Burzillon didn’t respond, his eyes grew colder and colder, and although his body was trembling, his heart was more determined than ever.

“I will never let you win!” He whispered, a hint of unshakeable determination in his tone.

King of Slaughter snorted coldly, once again revolving his true qi, both fists snapped, and a burst of red light surged towards Boz Qiang like a torrent.

Bo Ziqiang resisted with all his might, but King Slaughter’s attack was too ferocious, and Jian Wuji and Bi Si An watched anxiously from the sidelines.

“Master!” Bi Sian clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with worry, “We can’t watch like this anymore!”

Jian Wuji did not reply as he stared at the battle in the arena without turning his eyes away, complex emotions burning in his eyes. He knew that Bo Ziqiang was gradually falling into danger in his battle with King Slaughter, but he also understood that if he rashly stepped in now, not only would he not be able to help Bo Ziqiang, but he might instead be caught in King Slaughter’s trap.

“Wait a little longer.” Jian Wuji said in a low voice, his tone dripping with calm analysis.

Bithan looked at him, a flicker of disbelief in his eyes, but he ultimately did not retort.

King Tu’s attacks were becoming more and more furious, each punch carrying destructive power. Boz Qiang gradually lost his strength, his sword began to look a little sluggish, and the rhythm of his defense became more and more disorganized.

“King Slaughter’s power is simply too strong.” Jian Wuji pondered in his heart, his brows furrowed.

Suddenly, King Tu took advantage of the moment when Burz Qiang’s defense was unsteady and violently punched him in the chest. Burz Qiang was unable to dodge and was struck by this powerful force, and his entire body instantly flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground.

“Master!” Bi Sian cried out in shock, his eyes filled with fear.

Blood spilled from the corner of Boz Qiang’s mouth, but he did not fall down. He held back the chi and blood that was churning in his body and slowly stood up, his gaze still as sharp as a blade.

“You still want to continue?” King Slaughter sneered, his voice filled with contempt, “Unconscionable.”

Ignoring his taunts, Boz Qiang raised the sword in his hand, and green light once again flickered on the blade, as if the entire heaven and earth were trembling.

“This sword will definitely take your life.” Boz Qiang’s voice was low, and his words were like thunder.

As King Slaughter looked at his unshakable look of determination, his brows frowned slightly, and a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart.

At this instant, Bo Zhiqiang suddenly exerted his strength, and his entire body rushed towards King Tu like a swift wind, and the longsword in his hand carried an incomparably powerful sword qi, ruthlessly chopping towards King Tu.

King Tu was startled and hastily utilized his body protection qi in an attempt to ward off this fatal blow.

However, the power of this sword was beyond his imagination, the green colored sword light seemed to break through the heavens and earth, striking King Slaughter’s protective true qi in an instant.

“Boom!”

King Slaughter’s protective true qi was instantly shattered, and the sword light directly cut into his body as blood gushed out wildly.

King Slaughter’s face suddenly changed and he took a few steps back in pain, his face filled with shock and disbelief.

“How is it possible ……” he covered his wound, his voice hoarse, “that you have …… hurt me?”

Burzillon looked at him coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a sneer.

“Do you think that the Evil Dao Divine Sword will lose to you?” There was an incomparable confidence in Boz Qiang’s voice.

A hint of fear and anger flashed in the eyes of the Slaughter King. He forced himself to endure the pain, and the red light in his eyes erupted once again, as if he wanted to fight to the death.

“You will pay for this!” King Slaughter roared, his entire body transforming into a ball of red light as he lunged at Boz Qiang.

Burzillon didn’t flinch as he raised the longsword in his hand and met the battle once again.

The two of them once again started a fierce fight in the air, sword light and fist power continuously intermingled like a raging storm, and a murderous aura filled the entire battlefield.

However, King Tu’s power had been greatly weakened, and the blood from his wounds continued to flow, gradually causing him to become overwhelmed. Boz Qiang seized this opportunity and his attack became more and more powerful, each sword carried an incomparable killing aura, pushing right into King Tu’s vitals.

“Ah!” King of Slaughter let out a roar of pain, his body could no longer withstand such a strong blow, and he was finally chopped in the chest by Boz Qiang’s sword, and blood spurted out.

King Tu’s body was like a kite with broken strings as it fell heavily to the ground, no longer having the strength to resist.

“It’s over.” Burzillon stood in front of him, his long sword pointing at King Slaughter’s throat, a hint of cold determination in his voice.

King Slaughter gasped for breath, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger, but he was no longer able to resist.

“Burzichiang …… you will regret …… it,” he said with difficulty, a deep resentment in his voice.

“I never regret.” Burzillon said coldly, then swung down the sword in his hand without hesitation.

Blood splattered as King Slaughter’s life ended completely at this moment.

The air around them instantly quieted, and everyone held their breath, as if time had also stopped at this moment.

Boz Qiang retrieved his longsword, coldly glanced at King Tu’s corpse, and turned to leave.

“Master!” Bi Sian hurriedly ran over, his eyes filled with concern.

“I’m fine.” Boz Qiang said indifferently, although he still looked calm, his heart was already in waves. This battle had consumed too much of his strength and energy, but he knew that this was only the beginning.

Boz Qiang knew that although King Tu was dead, the real crisis had just surfaced. The forces behind King Tu, especially the Evil Thirteen and the Extreme Corps, would never let them go easily.

“Bo Ziqiang, you killed King Slaughter, the enemies behind you won’t stop.” Jian Wuji slowly walked over, his gaze sharply sweeping over the surroundings, “We need to evacuate as soon as possible.”

Bithian nodded, he too felt an ominous aura in the air. “Master, where are we going? What should we do next?”

“Continue on to Blackrock Ridge,” Bertz Strong murmured, “there are clues there to what we are looking for, and the key to this battle.”

Jian Wuji nodded his head in agreement, “The Black Stone Ridge is the site of an ancient battlefield, and it is rumored that it hides secret treasures that can sway the world. Whether it’s King Slaughter or other forces, the ultimate goal is there. We must find it before they do.”

Bi Sian’s face changed slightly as he pondered in his heart. He had long heard that the Black Stone Ridge was dangerous, and if even a powerhouse like King Slaughter coveted it, then their mission would never be easy.

“Let’s go.” Without further ado, Boz Qiang took the lead and set off on the path to the Black Stone Ridge.

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Black Stone Ridge, the site left behind by the ancient battle, seemed like a sleeping beast, standing quietly in the vastness of heaven and earth. Its stone walls are carved with traces of age, and the valley harbors hidden killings, as if every stone is telling of the bloody battles that once took place.

Boz Qiang, Jian Wuji, and Bi Si An stood at the mouth of the valley, gazing at the huge mountain in front of them. The wind was laced with a faint scent of blood, causing the heart to tighten.

“This is the Black Stone Ridge.” Jian Wuji spoke in a low tone, “Legend has it that this place seals the power of the ancient evil gods, and many people who came to search for secret treasures stayed here forever.”

“The greater the danger, the greater the reward.” Boz Qiang’s gaze was firm, “In order to find the conspiracy behind King Slaughter and unravel the source of this strife, we must go in.”

A trace of uneasiness welled up in Bixin’s heart and he couldn’t help but ask, “Master, is there really a legendary secret treasure here? What exactly is the enemy we’re facing?”

Boz Qiang didn’t reply, only silently gripping the sword in his hand. He had sensed that some sort of power in the Black Stone Ridge was stirring, as if it was waiting for them to arrive.

Just at this moment, suddenly several silhouettes swept in from the distant mountains and forests and landed in front of them.

At the head of the group, was a tall, grim-faced man, holding a long knife that flashed with a bizarre cold light. It was none other than Crescent Moon Blade, the right-hand man of Evil Dao Thirteen.

“Bo Zi Qiang, Sword Wuji,” Crescent Moon Blade said coldly, with a strong killing intent in his voice, “You guys have indeed come as well.”

A cold light flashed in Boz Qiang’s eyes as he slowly unsheathed his longsword, “Crescent Blade, you’re also coveting the secret treasure of the Black Stone Ridge?”

Crescent Moon Blade snorted, “Covet? No, you are the outsiders here, the Black Stone Ridge was originally a place guarded by us, the Evil Daoists. You guys, on the other hand, shouldn’t even set foot in this land.”

The people behind him drew their weapons, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Jian Wuji narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, “It seems that negotiations are no longer possible.”

“Yes,” responded Burzillian coldly, gripping his longsword with both hands, “we have only to kill our way out.”

As soon as the words fell, the two sides instantly exchanged blows, sword qi and blade light once again intertwined together, and the killing sounds shook the heavens and moved the earth.

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This battle is not destined to be easy. The mystery of the Black Stone Ridge is gradually unraveling, but it will also bring more complicated crises and enemies. Bo Zi Qiang, Jian Wu Ji and Bi Si An must fight to survive in this site of danger and opportunity and unveil the prelude to a great battle that will determine the fate of the world.

Every step is a battle between life and death; every sword is a choice of destiny.