CHAPTER 976: CHAPTER 108: SETTING OUT

The cultivation of Yuan Jimo’s Yin God Realm is among the top in the Imperial City Department, undoubtedly earning him a title of "First Seat". Even if he visited several Great Holy Lands, he would be regarded as an honored guest.

But unfortunately...

Now, apart from a few "Yin God Great Perfection" cultivators, others in this realm are completely unqualified to make a move in front of Xie Xuanyi.

"Crack, crack!"

A crisp sound of bones breaking resounds.

Xie Xuanyi has his foot on the longsword, and the Path of Destruction spreads through the blade, reaching Yuan Jimo’s wrist, crushing his entire arm.

"Ah..."

A painful scream echoes.

The Path of Destruction pierces into the heart and lungs, a pain no ordinary person could endure.

Yuan Jimo grits his teeth, beads of sweat flow down his face, instantly soaking the close-fitting black scale armor with cold sweat. He raises his head, his gaze venomous, staring at the young man through the gap of his hat.

"Xie Xuanyi... Kill me!"

Yuan Jimo roars hoarsely.

But Xie Xuanyi remains unmoved.

He simply steps lightly on the sword on the ground, calmly saying, "I’ve heard that there are a hundred and eight kinds of tortures to humiliate criminals in the Imperial City Prison, which Lord Yuan has mastered; he is a genius in this path for sure. How is it that Lord Yuan cannot endure this bit of pain?"

Yuan Jimo holds his wrist tightly, trying to stop the pain caused by the Path of Destruction.

But it is of no use at all.

He nearly kneels on the ground, his body shaking like a sieve.

Yes... The Imperial City Department indeed has many tortures!

But compared to the bone-scraping pain of the Path of Destruction, these tortures are nothing—

Only those who have experienced it personally know how excruciating this pain is; given a choice, Yuan Jimo would rather face the harshest torture in prison!

Xie Xuanyi stands above, looking down at the person in front of him.

He only injects a tiny thread of Sword Intent.

Although Yuan Jimo is a Yin God, his flesh body is fragile...

He won’t let this guy die so easily.

Moments later.

Bang!

Xie Xuanyi releases the Stepping Sword Power, steps forward, toe presses onto Yuan Jimo’s heart, and with another dull sound, the once mighty Imperial City Chief is kicked away like a sandbag, landing heavily on the moss-ridden official road, crashing into filthy mud.

Yuan Jimo, relieved, struggles to get up like a wild dog, stumbling, trying to flee.

The next instant.

A streak of golden light flickers past, rapidly swirling around.

Swish, swish, swish!

The flash of sword light frightens Yuan Jimo into falling backward, sitting again in the muddy water pit, not expecting that this sword was not to take his life, but rather shred his scale armor and hat...

"...No!"

Yuan Jimo lowers his head, staring at the scattered fabric and broken scale armor, his gaze turns to terror.

He lowers his head, finding reflected in the muddy puddle a bare-chested, flesh grotesque, and body covered with stitching scars "monster".

That is himself.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi’s expression doesn’t change much as he witnesses the spectacle.

Regarding Yuan Jimo’s peculiarity, Jiang Qihu first informed Chen Jingxuan.

This intel known by Chen Jingxuan equaled knowledge for Xie Xuanyi.

"I always wondered how you could possibly be alive."

Chen Ke circles around, returning to his master’s shoulder, Xie Xuanyi extends his palm, patting Chen Ke’s sword tip lightly as encouragement, he lowers his voice saying slowly, "At the Qu River... I distinctly killed you once..."

He used his master’s Lotus Sword Energy.

Indeed, there are people in this world who could survive that move, but that person is definitely not Yuan Jimo.

After the battle at Qu River ends, "Wu Zhexian" arriving later confirms Yuan Jimo’s death from the side...

A person already deceased.

How could he possibly be alive again in the Imperial City?

At this moment.

Xie Xuanyi gets the answer.

Under Yuan Jimo’s black robe, although his flesh body is pieced together, it exudes a thick stench... This scene feels familiar; Xie Xuanyi witnessed it not long ago during the destruction of the Great Phoenix Cave Heaven when numerous beings danced amidst the flames.

The appearance of their skins is quite similar to Yuan Jimo at this moment.

Evidently... After the battle at Qu River, the Holy Empress personally reconstructed Yuan Jimo’s flesh body with the All Living Beings Path, deceiving everyone, including Wu Zhexian.

But how could this Divine Soul be explained?

When someone dies, their soul perishes.

This "Yuan Jimo" clearly retains memories from before his death.

Realizing this.

Xie Xuanyi raises an eyebrow.

He slowly moves forward, extending his palm, about to press it in the air at Yuan Jimo’s brow.

"Don’t use Soul Search..."

A miserable cry suddenly bursts forth.

Yuan Jimo’s body trembles, he watches the hand reaching out through the air, his Heart Lake nearly collapsing; in desperation, he shouts, "Don’t use Soul Search!"

He already guessed what Xie Xuanyi intends to do next.

This guy wants to pry open his Heart Lake.

One inch at a time.

Scouring memories.

The pain of Soul Search is several times more severe than bone-scraping!

"You..."

Xie Xuanyi laughs aloud, "Are you begging for mercy?"

"Yes..."

The man sitting in dirt falls silent for long, lowering his head, fully abandoning his dignity.

"Xie Xuanyi, give me a swift end."

Yuan Jimo raises his head, hoarse with a pleading tone, "I know your methods are formidable, but now my remaining body is less than a complete person. This fragile Heart Lake could shatter at any moment, if you perform ’Soul Search’ technique, you will only retrieve some fragments, which is not the outcome you desire, right?"

"..."

Xie Xuanyi merely squints silently.

This point is indeed accurate.

I did not travel all the way to Moss Ridge to deliver an easy death to this Yuan.

Soul Search indeed easily leads to the collapse of the Divine Sea.