CHAPTER 791: CHAPTER 780: THE PATH OF SLAUGHTER

Izamna, as an old Main God of the Gods’ Kingdom, had long since ascended to higher Divine Power, equivalent to a powerhouse at the Quasi-Saint Peak.

Although at this moment Qin Jiuluo had also ascended to the Quasi-Saint Realm, there was still a substantial gap between him and Izamna.

"Weak Demon, you dare mock me!"

Izamna, upon seeing that Qin Jiuluo dared to boast about killing him, was furious.

"Swish!"

With a sweep of his hand, Izamna summoned from ten thousand meters in the Void a Divine Radiance that cascaded like a thousand-foot waterfall, rushing towards Qin Jiuluo.

"Kill!"

Qin Jiuluo, not the least bit intimidated by this Divine Radiance, directly confronted it with his long sword in hand.

"Boom!"

Qin Jiuluo, with the long sword in hand, slashed into the waterfall, instantly unleashing a terrifying energy fluctuation that turned over the deities within a hundred meters around.

At that moment, Qin Jiuluo was like an unparalleled Sword Cultivator, cleaving the waterfall of Divine Radiance in two.

"What kind of Demon is this, that even the Izamna God cannot do anything to him?"

"Main God above, please take action quickly, only you are a match for these Demons!"

...

The surrounding deities, after witnessing the horror of Qin Jiuluo, immediately made praying gestures, ceaselessly imploring those Hidden Gods to intervene.

"If this is all the strength you have, you shall fall today!"

Qin Jiuluo coldly spoke after splitting Izamna’s Divine Radiance with his sword.

"Demon, since you are so eager to seek death, do not blame my lack of mercy."

Izamna, repeatedly provoked by Qin Jiuluo in front of numerous deities, was now burning with rage, his voice chilling to the bone.

"Roar!"

A furious roar echoed throughout the heavens, the sound waves causing the deities and Demons on the battlefield to churn with blood, their faces pale as gold paper.

The owner of this roar, Izamna, was observed by all as he slowly grew in size, eventually transforming into a giant western dragon with a huge body and wings on its back.

Qin Jiuluo stood beneath him like a little Dwarf, unable to see his head even when craning his neck.

The giant dragon was Izamna’s true form, the embodiment of his most formidable combat strength.

He was determined to make the arrogant and conceited Demon Qin Jiuluo pay the price, to let everyone know the majesty of the Main God must not be desecrated.

"Huff~"

"Boom~"

...

When Izamna revealed his true form, his wings shook violently, and various forms of Magic, as though costless, were all hurled towards Qin Jiuluo.

For a moment, fireballs streaked across the sky, thunder roared, and lightning flashed.

All Demons and Monks retreated hundreds of meters, fearing to be touched by these magical spells.

This was Magic unleashed by a Main God; even the weakest spell could easily claim their lives!

"Bring it on!"

Qin Jiuluo faced the overwhelming Magic that cut off all his paths of retreat not with a trace of fear, but rather with a manic expression on his face.

"Bai Yan, your subordinate is in a precarious situation, do you want me to save him?"

Satan said to Bai Yan.

He could sense the disparity between Qin Jiuluo and Izamna and couldn’t help but speak out.

"No need, Qin Jiuluo is now like a dull greatsword, which can only reveal its sharp edge after being tempered."

Bai Yan spoke calmly and composedly.

The path of slaughter that Qin Jiuluo follows requires constant tempering in battles of life and death. If Bai Yan were to help, it would actually be detrimental to Qin Jiuluo.

The magic of Izamna was nothing but a probing attack. Although lethal for ordinary gods and demons, it still couldn’t endanger Qin Jiuluo’s life.

"The path of slaughter!"

Under everyone’s watch, Qin Jiuluo once again raised his long sword and charged towards the magic.

In an instant, the gods and demons seemed to see Qin Jiuluo merging with his sword, both transforming into a single long sword with an unstoppable and brave posture, colliding with the magic.

"Buzz~"

A cold, deadly Blood Mist spread across the entire battlefield. Any god or demon ensnared by this mist had their eyes filled with blood.

"Hu Ya!"

"Kill!"

The next moment, the gods and demons roared and plunged back into the fray.

Seeing this, the other gods retreated hundreds of meters, utterly horrified.

Even the rules of the Main God couldn’t intervene in their thoughts, but Qin Jiuluo had managed to do it!

This Blood Mist is the essence of Qin Jiuluo’s path of slaughter. Once engulfed, one would lose their mind, becoming a machine of slaughter.

And the magic of Izamna, when it hit the Blood Mist, was like snowflakes meeting a flame, instantly melting away.

"Slash!"

A fierce shout suddenly emerged from the Blood Mist. Qin Jiuluo, holding his long sword, charged out from the center of the energy explosion and, without diminishing momentum, rushed towards Izamna.

"What! He actually dares to strike at the Main God!"

All the demons and gods were shocked. They had never imagined that Qin Jiuluo, who wasn’t even a match for a Demon Lord, would dare attack a Main God.

The position of a Main God in the Gods’ Kingdom is akin to that of a Demon Lord in the Abyss, inherently possessing formidable strength.

"Pfft!"

Upon seeing Qin Jiuluo rushing towards him, Izamna hurriedly mobilized the mighty Divine Radiance to form a Defensive Barrier around his body.

In Qin Jiulu’s presence, this Defensive Barrier was as fragile as paper, easily pierced through by Qin Jiulu’s long sword.

At the moment the barrier shattered, a chill suddenly struck at Izamna’s heart, and he flapped his wings to dodge.

But his hefty figure had become a hindrance. Before he could flap twice, Qin Jiuluo slashed off one of his wings with the long sword.

A single sword strike severely wounded the Main God!

All the gods gasped in unison at the sight.

Qin Jiuluo’s strength was truly terrifying; with one sword strike, he severed Izamna’s wing.

"How dare you injure my true form, today I will extinguish my rage using your life!"

Izamna looked at his huge wound, feeling utterly humiliated.

After roaring furiously, he swung his massive Dragon Claw and smacked it towards Qin Jiuluo.

Qin Jiuluo, seeing this, placed his long sword across his chest.

"Bang!"

The Dragon Claw struck the long sword, and the fierce power directly buried him underground, leaving only a deep, bottomless black hole.

"You’re too weak."

Before the gods could even cheer, Qin Jiuluo once again flew out of the pit with his long sword, without a single wound on his body.

"You! How are you not dead?"

Seeing Qin Jiuluo emerge unscathed, Izamna couldn’t help but be shocked and dismayed, as his claw was powerful enough to crush gods of the same rank.

Yet after Qin Jiuluo withstood his claw without a scratch, it was no surprise that he was astonished.