The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Path to Life, Path to Death Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Path to Life, Path to Death Jing Yan’s heart involuntarily filled with a chill.

Facing a Dao Spirit Realm expert, he was still too weak, his realm was still too low.

With only the cultivation of the Early Innate Realm, the gap in realms had reached an insurmountable level.

Grandma San Ying’s somewhat cloudy eyes were fixedly staring at Jing Yan.

She didn’t deliberately release the power of a Dao Spirit Realm expert, but her body naturally exuded a strong and terrifying aura, suffocating the surrounding martial artists.

Even if these martial artists didn’t recognize Grandma San Ying, it didn’t stop them from knowing that the elderly woman before them was a terrifying powerhouse of the Dao Spirit Realm.

“Boy, do you want to live, or do you want to die?” Grandma San Ying’s voice remained calm.

However, Jing Yan could sense a thread of icy killing intent from her voice.

This Grandma San Ying, she truly intended to kill him.

Although she provided him with two choices, life or death, Jing Yan could feel that her killing intent was extremely intense and dense; desiring a way out would be incredibly difficult.

“What does the way to live entail?

What about the way to die?” Jing Yan held his breath and similarly looked at Grandma San Ying.

The pressure he faced was immense, known only to him.

Even Jing Tianying couldn’t perceive it.

Grandma San Ying’s killing intent had completely locked onto Jing Yan, ready to strike him dead at any moment.

Although Jing Tianying couldn’t clearly sense it, he could tell.

He quietly circulated his Primordial Energy, ready to act at any moment.

Jing Tianying knew he was no match for Grandma San Ying; even if all the strong members of the Jing Family gathered, they likely couldn’t stop her, but if Grandma San Ying wanted to kill Jing Yan, he would, despite the consequences, do his utmost to stop her.

“The way to live is to relinquish the Pill Tower to Chenyu.”

“The way to die is by not relinquishing the Pill Tower.”

“You have two choices, choose one!”

Grandma San Ying’s words were simple, yet filled with an overriding and undeniable force.

It seemed as though Jing Yan’s life and death hinged upon her thoughts.

This was the overbearing nature of a Dao Spirit Realm expert.

Either hand over the Pill Tower or Jing Yan dies!

Although the Pill Tower was not yet constructed, Jing Yan didn’t believe he could manipulate the words spoken by Grandma San Ying for his benefit.

If he agreed to hand over the Pill Tower to Long Chenyu, then he needed to perfectly construct it, otherwise, Grandma San Ying would still kill him.

“Grandma San Ying, I don’t know who you are, nor do I wish to know.

Although you are a Dao Spirit Realm expert, this is Donglin City; there is the City Lord Mansion, and there is the City Lord.

If you want to kill me, there should be a reason, right?” Jing Yan found it impossible to relinquish the Pill Tower.

Jing Yan, too, didn’t want to die.

“Boy, I know Huo Chunyang treats you well.

But let me say, even if Huo Chunyang were to appear here right now, I could still kill you.” When Jing Yan mentioned the City Lord, Grandma San Ying’s eyes slightly shifted, but she seemed unconcerned.

It appeared that what Fourth Elder Jing Tianying said about the City Lord once apologizing to Grandma San Ying was quite possibly true.

Huo Chunyang held no deterrence over her!

Even Zhao Dangyuan couldn’t achieve that.

“As for the reason!”

“You hurt my Chenyu, I want your life; that’s the reason.” Grandma San Ying said this as she glanced at Long Chenyu.

“Grandma, I don’t want the Pill Tower, I just want him dead!” said Long Chenyu, evilly staring at Jing Yan as he spoke.

He despised Jing Yan!

Now, his whole heart desired to see Jing Yan dead.

Only by seeing Jing Yan killed before him would he feel relieved.

As for the Pill Tower, it seemed unimportant.

“Shut your mouth!” Grandma San Ying directly reprimanded Long Chenyu.

Long Chenyu’s body trembled slightly, but he dared not speak again, only using his biting gaze to stare at Jing Yan.

“Haha…” Jing Yan laughed loudly, “Grandma San Ying, don’t you think your reason is absurd?

Long Chenyu struck first; am I not allowed to strike back?

If Long Chenyu wants to kill me, should I just stand there and let him do it?”

Jing Yan, too, had his own proud backbone.

Although he didn’t want to die, facing Grandma San Ying’s absurd reason, Jing Yan couldn’t bring himself to kneel and admit wrongdoing.

“Chenyu attacked you because you mocked him.

You dismantled his weapon workshop and promised him 20% of the Pill Tower, but you didn’t follow through.

You mocked Chenyu, so it’s reasonable for Chenyu to try to kill you,” said Grandma San Ying, her eyelids slowly fluttering as she spoke.

“Ridiculous!”

“Grandma San Ying, a month ago, Long Chenyu agreed to sell his weapon workshop to me for 130,000 Spirit Stones.

But now he’s reneged, wanting 20% of the Pill Tower; isn’t that mocking me?

Only Long Chenyu is allowed to mock me, but I’m not permitted to mock him?

I think, even anywhere in the world, that reasoning wouldn’t hold!” Jing Yan said coldly and loudly.

Grandma San Ying’s gaze suddenly intensified.

“It seems, you’re genuinely opting for the path of death!” Grandma San Ying’s dry palms slowly reached out.

A terrifying wave of energy suddenly spread out.

“I will kill you because I want to kill you, I don’t need a reason.

I’ll kill you right now and I want to see what Huo Chunyang can do to me!” Grandma San Ying slightly shifted her foot.

Her seemingly frail figure moved closer to Jing Yan.

The strong kill the weak.

Once killed, that’s it; no reason is needed.

This world is just like this!

“Sss!”

A terrifying power enveloped Jing Yan.

An attack from a Dao Spirit Realm martial artist was not something the current Jing Yan could contend with.

Even though Grandma San Ying didn’t use any powerful weapon or martial arts, merely the oppression of her primordial energy was enough to make Jing Yan unable to resist.

“Jing Yan, run!” Jing Tianying, with his figure exploding upwards, darted toward Grandma San Ying after a loud shout.

“Get out of my way!” Grandma San Ying’s figure flashed, and she swiped her palm towards Jing Tianying.

However, her intent to kill was directed at Jing Yan; the attack on Jing Tianying was merely a casual blow.

After a terrifying force struck, although Jing Tianying tried his best to resist, his body uncontrollably flew backward.

Even though he was a martial artist at the peak of the Innate realm, the gap between Innate and Dao Spirit was far too vast, much larger than that between Postnatal and Innate.

Even a casual attack from Grandma San Ying was not something Jing Tianying could withstand.

“Puh!” Jing Tianying spat out a mouthful of blood and flew back more than ten meters before barely landing.

And Grandma San Ying’s other palm had already reached in front of Jing Yan.

Jing Tianying told Jing Yan to run, but how could Jing Yan possibly escape?

In front of a Dao Spirit realm martial artist, Jing Yan had no speed advantage!

“Sky Wings!”

Jing Yan clenched his teeth fiercely and unleashed the Sky Wings Martial Art; his figure turned into an afterimage, attempting to dodge the attack.

“Your speed is quite impressive!” Grandma San Ying’s expression shifted slightly, seemingly surprised by Jing Yan’s speed, but it wasn’t an important matter.

No matter how fast Jing Yan was, he couldn’t outspeed her, a Dao Spirit realm martial artist.

That terrifying claw shadow followed Jing Yan like a persistent worm.

“Condensed Moon Three Waves!”

The Skyfire Sword, alongside the power of an Upper Grade Martial Art, swept fiercely across.

The Curved Moon Sword Light of Condensed Moon Three Waves collided with the claw shadow, the two stalemating in the air.

“Break!” Grandma San Ying softly commanded.

Condensed Moon Three Waves swiftly collapsed, and the dark claw shadow continued to claw down at Jing Yan.

Dao Spirit realm martial artists were too horrifying, too powerful.

“Damn it!

My realm is too low!” Jing Yan’s breath tensed as he felt his Martial Arts Meridians beginning to constrict under the terrible force.

If Jing Yan were at the Innate Middle Stage, although he still wouldn’t be able to contend with a Dao Spirit realm martial artist, Grandma San Ying killing him wouldn’t be so easy.

At least, she would need to use martial arts to achieve that.

“Condensed Moon Three Waves!” Jing Yan pushed his primordial energy to the limit, unleashing Condensed Moon Three Waves while still using the movement technique of the Sky Wings Martial Art.

At the same time, Sky Vaulting First Divine Skill also crazily turned, releasing his senses to the limit, searching for weak spots in the attacking power within that claw shadow.

To other martial artists, Jing Yan’s figure, constantly flipping, appeared unable to escape the encompassing dark claw shadow, seemingly about to be crushed at any moment.

Yet, he still hadn’t died within two or three breaths.

“Hmm?”

“Young man, I underestimated you.

Your strength is surprisingly formidable.

No wonder you could kill that youth from the Zhao Family.” Grandma San Ying’s voice came again.

She also knew that Jing Yan had slain Zhao Zhenyan.

It seemed, although she rarely left her home, she was informed about significant events in Donglin City.

There must be someone constantly sending her news.

No wonder she could arrive in time when Long Chenyu met with trouble at the South District Market.

“However, today you are doomed beyond a doubt!” With Grandma San Ying’s voice falling, the dark claw shadow suddenly enlarged in the air, its power becoming stronger.

The surrounding light even dimmed slightly.

The pressure Jing Yan faced escalated again.

A trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his gaze remained resolute.

The execution of his martial arts slowed again, but Jing Yan didn’t give up resisting.

“Grandma San Ying!”

Just as everyone thought Jing Yan was about to be clutched to death, another voice came from afar.

Then, everyone saw the figure in a blue robe, City Lord Huo Chunyang, arriving through the air.

“Stop!” Huo Chunyang’s voice boomed like spring thunder, and with that shout, he also landed nearby.

At the same time, he unleashed a vast amount of primordial energy, directly intercepting the dark claw shadow.

Grandma San Ying’s body paused slightly, slowly turning to look at Huo Chunyang.

Her murky eyes flipped, and a strange, terrifying smile appeared on her face.

“Huo Chunyang, you want to stop me?” Grandma San Ying showed no significant emotional fluctuation because of City Lord Huo Chunyang’s arrival, as if Huo Chunyang really couldn’t stop her.