Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 390: 0319: Tianshan Tonglao, you’ve done your best! Surrender (Adding Chapter 23 for monthly tickets).

Boom!!

The moment Jiang Dali struck with his palm, a thunderous noise like a giant boulder rolling by erupted!

Within a two-zhang radius, the space was nearly engulfed by his terrifying palm force, pressing and vacuuming everything, including the Lingjiu Palace’s Tianshan Tonglao, who was shrouded in white mist.

She was about to be hit by the palm.

From within the swirling fog, a more delicate and tender jade-like hand suddenly shot out.

Instantly, the two palms collided.

With a bang, the air trembled, Gang Wind swept the ground, the mountains crumbled, and soil and rocks turned into waves. The ground heaved violently, with dust and stones flying about.

”Ugh!!”

Tianshan Tonglao’s face dramatically changed within the fog as she grunted in pain. Her hand, lightning-fast, withdrew and transformed, turning her palm into a poised finger and sharply flicking in the center of her palm, colliding with the relentless palm of Jiang Dali in the blink of an eye.

Bang!!

A muffled sound burst forth, and ripples spread through the air like water.

Tianshan Tonglao cried out in agony, her fingernails shattered, and she swiftly moved back to retreat.

However, Jiang Dali, like a dragon on the move, flashed across and continued to furiously strike the increasingly strong Tianshan Tonglao with his large palm.

The two intertwined in an instant like a pair of lightning bolts.

Tianshan Tonglao’s white mist got thinner, but her aura became stronger, unleashing the Heavenly Mountain Broken Plum, sword skills, and knife skills, or attacking like a wild lance at Jiang Dali’s vital points.

Yet, Jiang Dali, after entering the Destruction State, had no fear.

His body, solid as iron, emitted golden Qi as he roared, turning into an ancient, spinning bell that surged forth wildly, with terrifying attacks manifesting on its surface such as dragon claws or Buddhist palms.

Immediately, a dense series of ”clang, clang, clang” sounds echoed.

Jiang Dali, transformed into a massive Golden Bell, rolled and crushed everything in its way like a boulder, while Tianshan Tonglao’s figure danced around it like a flicker of Hong Ling, continuously clashing from all directions.

With every collision,

Tianshan Tonglao grunted, her face full of shock and pain, her Qi-Blood churning, bleeding from both nose and mouth.

Wanting to flee and evade, but unable to gain an absolute advantage in speed.

Any overly apparent attempt to retreat might result in a thunderous blow from Jiang Dali, possibly resulting in instant death.

Thus, Tianshan Tonglao’s internal injuries worsened as she fought, and only by exerting all her strength could she avoid being seriously wounded.

Players and native NPCs alike watched from a distance in amazement as the two fought like wild beasts.

This pair, locked in combat, seemed like a savage beast pitted against a delicate little girl.

One was not over five feet tall, the other stood a full ten feet.

Everyone felt that Tianshan Tonglao could die at any moment under Jiang Dali’s ferocious palms. Yet at this moment, Tianshan Tonglao fought more bravely as the fight progressed, her momentum growing ever stronger.

But Jiang Dali knew that Tianshan Tonglao had reached her limit.

The reason her aura was so strong was that she had been forced to advance prematurely into her third Rejuvenation to try to overpower him with that brief period of peak condition.

Unfortunately, after his breakthrough in Divine Skill, he could sustain the Destruction State for a longer time, nearly four minutes.

He could even predict that if he continued to delay, Tianshan Tonglao would defeat herself, unable to outlast him.

But he felt such delay was unnecessary.

”Kill!!...”

He shouted, his black hair wildly flying about.

At the same time, the Destructive True Qi within his body became more ferocious, carrying an astonishing Evil Qi as he struck out with a palm in the Outer Lion Seal.

Roar!!

A dragon’s roar suddenly exploded in the sky! The huge sound violently reverberated over the mountaintops.

A thick Golden Dragon Qi struck fiercely towards Tianshan Tonglao’s face.

”Dragon Subduing Palm?!”

Tianshan Tonglao’s face, now almost that of a seven- or eight-year-old girl, drastically changed, her expression turning fierce as she let out a high-pitched shout. Her hands, thrusting from her chest, made a desperate move.

One hand like a sword thrust directly at Jiang Dali’s elbow joint, while a palm emitted the soft feminine Six Yang Palm’s power, transferring with her body movements.

Bang, bang!

A double collision!

Tianshan Tonglao cried out and spewed blood, her arm breaking with a cracking sound from the elbow, flesh and bones piercing through, as a Yellow Dragon Qi ruthlessly went through her body.

In an instant, her body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, and amid countless shocked and horrified eyes, she crashed to the ground, rolling several times and vomiting blood, her face pale as gold paper.

Drip—drip—

Black War Boots hit the ground, a whirlwind dispersing suddenly.

Jiang Dali’s fierce aura still enveloped him, and his cold, calm gaze, with a hint of surprise, watched the blood-spitting, fading Tianshan Tonglao on the ground. His lips slowly curled into a satisfied smile as he nodded.

”Tianshan Tonglao, not bad, not bad at all. You’ve lived nearly a hundred years, an old senior, and to fight with me, Jiang Dali, for so long, you did well, especially that last move...”

Jiang Dali pointed to his elbow.

At his elbow joint, a deep red blood imprint had formed, slowly clearing away.

Jiang Dali nodded in approval, ”Had it not been for your last stab at my elbow, which halved the power of my palm strike, even an iron body like yours would now be dead. To be able to cling to life after I gave it my all, you’re indeed a remarkable figure!”

”Rubbish!!”

Tianshan Tonglao trembled with rage as she forcefully propped herself up on one hand, barely managing to lift her body. She was strong-willed and ferocious by nature; when had she ever been so belittled? And by a man no less.

However, no sooner had she lifted herself up than she coughed up another mouthful of blood. Her chest felt as if it were on fire, the air she breathed seemed like blades slashing her, her vision darkened, and she could not muster any strength. The True Qi in her body had dissipated completely.

She was not unfamiliar with this situation; it was clearly the downside of practicing the Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Only I Am Supreme Skill.

Although this Inner Strength technique was extraordinarily powerful, it had one flaw: every thirty years, the practitioner had to undergo a rejuvenation process.

After rejuvenation, one’s power would revert to its original state.

To restore her power, she needed to cultivate anew daily, with each day counting as one year, and she had to drink fresh blood at noon to continue cultivating.

Originally, some time was still needed before her next rejuvenation.

But today, pushed to the brink of desperation by Jiang Dali, she had no choice but to enter this phase prematurely, hoping to defeat Jiang Dali by unleashing a burst of peak power in an instant.

Alas, her hope was now disappointed.

”Hehehe... stop struggling.”

Jiang Dali sneered and slowly walked towards Tianshan Tonglao, saying, ”Since you didn’t die, just surrender. Why not let your Lingjiu Palace serve under my Black Wind Village’s flag from today on? That would be better than an elderly lady like you meeting a tragic end!”

As these words were spoken,

every hero present changed color. Those who were fighting, including Boss Wu and the rest, became terribly frightened and began making frequent mistakes; very soon, several were captured by Shuanglong.

The Lingjiu Palace players, who had nearly been slaughtered by the Black Wind Village players, saw their few surviving members’ faces twist with horror.

We’re done for!

The Black Wind Village Chief was even looking to annex Lingjiu Palace.

If Lingjiu Palace were truly swallowed up by him, from now on, those Lingjiu Palace players would surely be a laughingstock among Martial World people.

Immediately, many voiced their defiance and swore they’d rather die than surrender.

But the mountain bandits of Black Wind Village were quick with their swords, and those who resisted were swiftly dispatched.

”Whew!——”

At that moment, Jiang Dali made a grab with one arm, seizing Tianshan Tonglao, who had once again become young and now resembled a little girl, lifting her high. This made every remaining resisting member of Lingjiu Palace pale as death, their morale plummeting, and many outright gave up resistance, to avoid slaughter.

Nobody else could understand Tianshan Tonglao’s current state; she had already completely lost all her power, and how could she resist?

”You think you can demand I hand over Lingjiu Palace to you? That’s just farting! Dream on!”

Tianshan Tonglao glared at Jiang Dali with the fierce stare of a porcelain doll, showing her unbending spirit in her eyes rather than through futile and laughable acts of resistance.

Jiang Dali’s lips curved slightly upward, gazing indifferently at Tianshan Tonglao whom he held by the neck, and chuckled, ”I know you’re so fixated on Wuliang Mountain because you want to find Wuya Zi. Why bother?

I could lead you to Wuya Zi and even help you get revenge on Li Qiushui by capturing her in the future. If you bring Lingjiu Palace under my command, many things you want to achieve are not difficult for me.”

”You....”

Tianshan Tonglao’s heart skipped a beat, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

Hearing the name ”Wuya Zi,” her emotions stirred uncontrollably, and then surged with hatred at the mention of Li Qiushui, almost making her agree on the spot.

But in that moment, she remained cold and clear-headed, glaring at Jiang Dali with a scornful sneer, ”Young man, those little tricks might work on others, but do you really believe they’ll fool me? Think again.”

Jiang Dali laughed heartily and reached out, ”pat pat” tapping Tianshan Tonglao’s porcelain, rosy-cheeked face with apparent humiliation.

Such an insult made Tianshan Tonglao’s gaze almost fiery, only for him to lean down, coming close to her, his lips curling into a dangerous smirk as he warned,

”I’ll give you some time to think it over. Don’t disappoint me, and don’t disappoint all these people from your Lingjiu Palace.”

Tianshan Tonglao’s small chest heaved fiercely as she bit her teeth and clammed up, refusing to make another peep.

”Come someone, take this old lady away, treat her injuries, drill through her scapula to keep her subdued for now, and don’t send her to receive guests yet!”

Jiang Dali casually waved his hand.

Immediately, female players from the Personal Guard came forward without hesitation to take away Tianshan Tonglao who resembled a little girl, pushing her away.

Although some female players felt drilling through the scapula was too cruel,

they soon consoled themselves that this was a faction war, the blood rain of Martial World, with no right or wrong, only victors and the vanquished.

If today it were their Village Chief Jiang Dali who had lost, and if he survived, would he be controlled by a Life and Death Talisman and turned into a pitiful Kai Shan Slave, or sold to a male brothel to become a backdoor flower?

The picture was too beautiful; they shuddered at the thought and dared not dwell further, simply following the ruthless order.

”It’s over!”

”We’re finished! We’re done for!”

”Lord... Our Lord has actually been captured? What do we do, what do we do?”

On the mountain path, all the players from Lingjiu Palace and the native NPCs were now completely disheartened, giving up resistance, and staring blankly at the captured Tianshan Tonglao, with no idea what to do now.

The native NPCs were mostly under the control of the Life and Death Talisman placed by Tianshan Tonglao, having no command over their own life or death, driven by her will.

Now that their master had been captured, they were at a loss, not knowing what to do.

As for the Lingjiu Palace players, whether those who had resurrected back at Lingjiu Palace or those still alive,

they all received a panel message that terrified them to the core, feeling as if the sky was falling— from now on, the shape of Lingjiu Palace would change to that of the Black Wind Village Chief...

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