Chapter 195: The Annihilation Divine Monument

Chapter 195: The Annihilation Divine Monument

The tenth Divine Source, born within his blood, was formed by the convergence of that mysterious force, sharing the same origin as the power of the Demonic Sword. It radiated a crimson glow.

However, at this moment, the tenth Divine Source was still ethereal, resembling a mist-like haze, just one step away from fully solidifying.

"It must be that the mysterious energy channeled from the Demonic Sword isn’t enough yet. The sword must drink blood again." Ning Xiaochuan was exhilarated—he had actually cultivated a tenth Divine Source, one that fused with his Meridians.

This was a legendary realm, one that even deities in their youth might not have achieved.

Once he reached the Tenth Level of the Divine Body Realm, it would shake the heavens and earth, sending tremors through the entire martial world.

Ning Xiaochuan’s gaze locked onto Tie Minggong, his pupils brimming with killing intent. He lunged forward, intent on absorbing Tie Minggong’s blood to refine his tenth divine ability.

Though Tie Minggong’s cultivation surpassed Ning Xiaochuan’s, he was deeply fearful of the Northern Abyss Divine Art. The deaths of Meng Xinhun and Lin Gang were still fresh in his mind.

His body sprang up, leaping over 60 meters into the air like a bounding lizard. Landing on the slope below, he kicked off the treetops, fleeing downhill at breakneck speed.

Standing outside the Taoist temple atop the mountain, Ning Xiaochuan gripped the Golden Bone Thread, over a hundred meters long, and lashed it out like a streak of golden light.

"Swish!"

The Golden Bone Thread wrapped around Tie Minggong’s right leg and yanked him back.

"Ning Xiaochuan, don’t push me too far!" Tie Minggong landed back on the ground and severed the Golden Bone Thread with his Short Sword.

Now truly enraged, Tie Minggong no longer feared Ning Xiaochuan’s Northern Abyss Divine Art. If it came down to it, they would fight to the death.

Even if the Northern Abyss Divine Art was heaven-defying, Ning Xiaochuan was only at the Ninth Level of the Divine Body Realm. Tie Minggong was in the Transcendent Realm—how could he be intimidated?

"Break!"

Tie Minggong slashed his blade against the ground, his movements like a lion pouncing on a rabbit. The Sword Qi tore through the mountainside, surging straight toward Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan activated the Rainbow Teleportation technique, his body transforming into a Rainbow Bridge that spanned over 50 meters, landing directly above Tie Minggong.

His palm, wreathed in Profound Qi, took the shape of a blade as he struck down toward Tie Minggong’s crown.

"Pfft!"

Tie Minggong let out a grating laugh as his Short Sword pierced through Ning Xiaochuan’s body, the crimson tip protruding from his back.

Yet Ning Xiaochuan’s palm strike still slammed onto Tie Minggong’s head. The Demonic Sword activated on its own, voraciously absorbing Tie Minggong’s Blood Qi to continuously fuel the energy required for the tenth Divine Source.

"Condense!" Though his body felt like it was being torn apart, Ning Xiaochuan’s arm remained unyielding, pressing down on Tie Minggong with unrelenting force.

By the time Ning Xiaochuan had drained Tie Minggong into a desiccated corpse, the tenth Divine Source had successfully solidified.

"Boom!"

Crushing Tie Minggong’s remains into dust, Ning Xiaochuan immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, focusing entirely on his breakthrough.

The tenth Divine Source hovered within his blood, emanating immense power like a crimson star circulating through his body with each pulse.

With every full cycle, the tenth Divine Source grew stronger.

After 360 cycles, the tenth Divine Source shattered, dispersing into countless motes of light.

The tenth divine ability had been born.

The energy contained within this point of light was similar to that of Annihilation Qi, converging together to form a massive stone monument that hovered above Ning Xiaochuan's head.

The monument was entwined with numerous chains, exuding an aura of ancient desolation while also radiating a bone-chilling cold that threatened to freeze the blood in Ning Xiaochuan's veins.

Ning Xiaochuan felt his strength faltering under the weight of the monument, as if he might collapse beneath its pressure.

In his mind, visions of worlds being destroyed flashed—each obliterated by a divine monument, all life extinguished, stars shattered, mystic realms burning, and the ground littered with bones—a scene of utter annihilation.

Anyone who witnessed such sights would be struck speechless with terror.

"Annihilation Divine Monument." The name surfaced naturally in Ning Xiaochuan's thoughts.

This was the name of his tenth divine ability.

Of course, this wasn’t a real monument but rather a divine ability condensed from Martial Arts Profound Qi.

Yet, Ning Xiaochuan strongly suspected that somewhere in the world, such a monument might truly exist—one capable of annihilating an entire world.

Ji Hanxing sent the remaining two Demon Sect Branch Leaders flying, pinning them to the walls of the Taoist temple, their blood flowing endlessly from their corpses.

She noticed the terrifying vision manifesting above Ning Xiaochuan—a monument wrapped in chains.

Her heart inexplicably skipped a beat, a sense of dread washing over her. She sensed that the monument contained an extraordinary power, one capable of suppressing and slaughtering all existence.

"Ning Xiaochuan, what kind of heretical demonic cultivation are you practicing now?" Though Ji Hanxing had always disapproved of Ning Xiaochuan, she didn’t want anything to happen to him and moved to assist.

"I’m refining my tenth divine ability—the Annihilation Divine Monument."

A surge of power erupted from Ning Xiaochuan, rivaling that of a Martial Venerable, forcing Ji Hanxing to retreat in fear of being crushed by the monument.

"Tenth divine ability?"

Ji Hanxing had never heard of anything so absurd, yet Ning Xiaochuan didn’t seem to be joking. Could this guy have truly defied the heavens and cultivated a tenth divine ability?

Ning Xiaochuan steadied the Annihilation Divine Monument, rose to his feet, and unleashed it.

"Boom—"

A chorus of agonized screams erupted from the distant forest as dozens of Demon Sect martial artists were crushed to death by the monument, their bones littering the ground.

After releasing the Annihilation Divine Monument, Ning Xiaochuan finally exhaled in relief—he had nearly been crushed to death by its weight.

This divine ability was far too sinister. More demonic than demonic cultivation itself.

Ji Hanxing’s gaze swept toward White Dragon City, where a dark cloud loomed in the sky. Within it, the shadow of a colossal beast emerged, roaring ominously.

"Demon Sect experts are coming. We need to leave now." Ji Hanxing lifted her Dragon Elephant Halberd Spear, her figure blurring into a streak as she dashed into the forest.

Ning Xiaochuan also glanced at the dark cloud on the horizon, sensing an overwhelmingly terrifying aura emanating from within. Even now, having reached the Divine Body Tenth Layer, he knew that compared to that power, he would be effortlessly obliterated.

"Whoosh—"

Following Ji Hanxing, Ning Xiaochuan activated Rainbow Teleportation and vanished into the forest.

Not long after, Mu Honglai, the Chief Altar Master of Heavenly Annihilation Dao, descended from the sky, his true form arriving with steady steps as he entered the dilapidated Taoist temple. Glancing at the corpses littering the ground, a dark killing intent flickered between his brows.

"R-reporting to the Chief Altar Master, Ning Xiaochuan has reached the Divine Body Tenth Layer and killed Branch Leader Meng and the others," a Demon Sect martial artist at the Sixth Level of the Divine Body Realm stammered, kneeling on the ground, trembling uncontrollably in sheer terror of Mu Honglai.

Mu Honglai reacted as if hearing the most absurd thing in the world, sneering coldly, "Divine Body Tenth Layer? And he killed five Branch Leaders? Are you trying to tell me Ning Xiaochuan has already become a god?"

The Sixth Level Divine Body martial artist was so frightened he collapsed entirely, his body pressed flat against the ground, shaking violently.

Mu Honglai, the Chief Altar Master of Heavenly Annihilation Dao, oversaw more than four thousand branch altars—a figure of unparalleled arrogance. Naturally, he couldn’t be bothered with a mere Sixth Level Divine Body ant.

He walked into a broken-down room within the temple and saw the Ruthless Ghost Envoy lying in a pool of blood. A sharp, mocking laugh escaped his lips. "Someone!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Two elderly men with half-white hair flew in like ghosts, standing behind Mu Honglai.

Mu Honglai removed his robe and draped it over the naked corpse of the Ruthless Ghost Envoy, saying, "Ning Xiaochuan is truly a beast. The Ruthless Ghost Envoy merely came to invite him as a guest to White Dragon City, yet he first violated her and then killed her. The Demon Sect must demand justice for this."

The elderly man on the left, wearing a necklace of skulls, grinned viciously. "Chief Altar Master, Ning Xiaochuan won’t be able to defend himself against this. If word spreads, not only will his reputation be ruined, but even the Emperor's Martial Palace will be tainted."

Mu Honglai said, "Ku Song, take the Ruthless Ghost Envoy’s remains back to White Dragon City and deliver them personally to the Saintess. Tell her that Heavenly Annihilation Dao did its best, but this shameful tragedy still occurred."

"Chief Altar Master, should we still capture Ning Xiaochuan?" Ku Song asked.

Mu Honglai replied, "Of course we must. Though I haven’t seen Ning Xiaochuan use the Northern Abyss Divine Art, the fact that he could kill Meng Xinhun and the others at his cultivation level proves how formidable this divine art is. If I can obtain it, who in this world would I fear? Ku Gu, the task of capturing Ning Xiaochuan falls to you."

"A mere brat still wet behind the ears—there’s no way he can escape my grasp. Hehehe!"

The elderly man with the skull necklace let out a cold laugh as a black serpent slithered out from his sleeve.

The Black Serpent sniffed the ground before transforming into a streak of black light, darting out of the temple.

The elderly man chased after the Black Serpent, rushing into the forest.

After escaping the mountain, Ji Hanxing casually flicked out a streak of mystic light, and a massive Dragon Elephant charged out from the mountain stream, standing before her.

She flipped onto the Dragon Elephant’s back and shot Ning Xiaochuan a glance. "Get on."

Without hesitation, Ning Xiaochuan leaped lightly onto the Dragon Elephant’s back.

"Boom! Rumble!"

The Dragon Elephant’s strength was immense, charging forward recklessly. Even if a Large Tree stood in its path, it could easily smash through it, forcibly clearing a way forward.

Legend had it that within the Dragon Elephant’s veins flowed a trace of Divine Dragon blood.

On the battlefield, a Dragon Elephant is like an unstoppable war machine, and when paired with a Dragon Elephant Divine Warrior, it can defeat an army of three thousand.

"The martial aura from that patch of clouds earlier was terrifyingly powerful. The Demon Sect truly has no shortage of experts," Ning Xiaochuan said, still shaken. If they had escaped even a moment later, they might already be buried in the mountains.

"It must be Mu Honglai, the Chief Branch Leader of the Heavenly Annihilation Dao. His cultivation is at the Earthly Venerable level—a single finger from him could crush us to death. And his subordinates, the 'Song Gu Two Elders,' are also veteran demons of the older generation. When facing such figures, there’s only one thing to do—run for your life."

A sense of foreboding gripped Ji Hanxing’s heart as she repeatedly urged the Dragon Elephant onward, desperate to flee as far away as possible.