Origin Paradise!

Salt Lord wields his sword.

An eerie and chilling light was released.

The legendary secret technique, Separation, is activated, bestowing blessings upon master swordsmen.

In an instant, Yan Jun saw in his eyes the lines of a mysterious domain between the blood shadow and someone else, invisible to the naked eye.

"Xiang Li" originally means separation. When performed by a master swordsman, it can greatly enhance the depth of the strike.

Whoosh whoosh!

With a single slash, Salt King unleashed six flashes of sword light.

After severing the mysterious lines, the blood shadow, now out of control, collapsed and vanished in a bloody light.

The Salt Prison Heavy Blade gleamed with an eerie light, having transcended mere physical destruction and delved into the realm of mystery.

Jiang He focused her gaze, extended one hand forward, and unleashed a tentative surge of light that swept across the heavens and earth, resembling a rushing river.

In an instant, the second blade fell.

Salt King slashed himself, and his two-headed, four-armed body was immediately covered in blood, but it then transformed into two complete bodies.

The fake face opened its eyes, revealing an extremely lifeless and dejected look. Emperor Taizong's will had long since lost its true self, becoming a necessary component to control the body. He held a short, straight sword, like a loyal guard.

A dazzling light swept in.

Salt King grinned maliciously and swung his sword in a slash.

After the blade's edge swept past, the transformed elemental energy reverted back to lightning and fire, its power greatly diminished.

The legendary secret technique, Xiangli, was once Emperor Taizong's fundamental skill, so much so that his legendary power was related to it. In the hands of Yan Jun, Xiangli showed a glimmer of power, but even so, it was still unimaginably powerful.

Tear it apart!

Salt and his clone simultaneously swung their swords forward, separating into two separate spaces, and the two instantly appeared in front of the enemy.

In an instant, the light of blades flashed like a curtain.

One after another, secret sword techniques fell, amplified by the echoes of the mountains, becoming as dense as a torrential downpour.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Surrounded by silver arcs of light, Jiang He repeatedly swung his spear to defend himself, but the overly dense and fierce attacks gradually worsened the wounds on his body, and golden blood splattered all over the ground.

With a single slash, Jiang He's left arm flew off.

Salt King sneered, "So what if time can be reversed? You can't hurt me, so you never had a chance to win from the start."

Jiang He remained silent, her gaze indifferent.

As the spear came at him, Shio-kun didn't dodge at all. Instead, he drew his sword and sliced ​​off the enemy's shoulder. He then used his decoy to block the spear with his short straight sword. Although he couldn't completely block it, Shio-kun's attack was enough to prevent the spear from penetrating deeper. Compared to the minor wounds inflicted, the opponent's injuries were steadily accumulating.

a moment.

Salt Lord and his fake body retreated simultaneously, and together they drew their swords, each unleashing a combined secret technique, Heavenly Scroll. A total of seventy-two sword techniques tornadoes swept out, and the earth-shattering sword winds completely transformed the fortress ruins into a giant crater, with deep trenches all over the ground.

Rumble!

Amidst the endless raging waves, Salt Lord lowered his gaze with pity.

"Fall just like that. As your opponent, I will remember you, King of Pacifying the Rebellion."

Jiang He simply scoffed and extended one hand forward.

—The final time loop.

In an instant, the power of time descended once more.

The seventy-two tornadoes retreated along their original paths and eventually dissipated, and the fierce light of the Dragon Spear Technique, the evil of this world, once again surged between heaven and earth.

Extreme violence engulfed Salt-kun.

At the same time, septicemia from hell overflowed from the fake body, eroding its defenses to the bottom.

When the radiance faded and Salt Lord completed his revival, the false body had vanished without a trace, completely annihilated.

Salt King's expression was as solemn as iron. He had very little energy left, and when he saw the enemy once again unleash that unreasonable power and return to his peak, he could not help but show the shock on his face.

"Are you never going to stop?"

no answer.

The moment the battle began, Jiang He entered a state of intense focus as he hunted.

Gun in front, figure behind.

A silver streak shot straight out, its momentum overwhelming.

Salt King decisively unleashed the Hidden Soldier Badge, releasing the armored warriors within to buy time and prepare to deal with the enemy's immortal warships.

But the next moment, an exceptionally realistic world unfolded, enveloping and concealing the armored man and the scroll.

"Damn it, do you even have the makings of gold anymore?"

Suddenly, the twelve salt pillars at the edge of the battlefield collapsed.

Salt God transformed into salt grains, and after eating the Holy Communion, he naturally rose and left the table.

Waves of long-distance spatial transmission rise.

Just then, Jiang He thrust his spear from afar, activating the epic-level imprisonment of the Dragon Spear.

But at that moment, Salt-kun revealed a mocking smile and raised his sword to block in front of him.

"I lied to you."

—Exclusive Secret Technique: Reverse Blade.

The binding effect rebounded and landed on the initiator.

Jiang He's expression changed for the first time. With three time loops exhausted, if he were to die in battle again, it would truly mean his demise.

Two long seconds.

Salt King leaped into the air, gathering his strength, and only a moment later did he swing his sword down with both hands.

Even with its last bit of energy depleted, the blade, still sharp as ever, never dulled in the slightest.

The overflowing blade wind sliced ​​into Jiang He's face. Yan Jun looked delighted, but in an instant, Jiang He ignored the restraints, turned around and kicked out like a spear, unleashing an epic straight kick.

Caught completely off guard, the kick obliterated Salt-kun's entire body from the chest down.

Jiang He's eyes also flashed with a hint of mockery, as the Overlord Martial Saint Body was immune to epic-level spells.

At close range, the pseudo-Daoist continuously provided healing to Yan Jun, but Jiang He's spear was equally swift, unleashing his full energy without restraint, repeatedly destroying the enemy's barely half-repaired body, causing rivers of blood to flow.

A five-second suppression.

Salt Lord reacted hastily, his face extremely pale. If he hadn't been a pseudo-Daoist, he would have died more than ten times over.

Whoosh!

As the last trace of energy evaporated, the innate physical talent, Blade and Body from the same source, was activated. The short, straight blade embedded in the ground in the distance suddenly swapped positions with the wielder's body and absorbed all the damage, cracking into powder.

Salt stood at a distance, breathing heavily.

He was absolutely certain that at this moment, both sides had exhausted all their energy, but the salt flats were still far from destruction.

"I won."

Rumble!

An extremely violent, truly earth-shattering roar rose from the horizon, accompanied by a dazzling light visible across several surrounding provinces. This was the destruction caused by a full one hundred million non-meteorite-level chaotic bombs.

[Wuhe: Boss, it's done]

[Old Black: Handshake *3]

Jiang He stood with his spear held horizontally, his deep red trench coat now reduced to mere strips of cloth. The repeated overflows of damage were enough for Wu He and Lao Hei to ascertain the exact extent of the pseudo-Daoist's influence.

Salt-kun's expression changed drastically, but he quickly smiled nonchalantly. Life and death are the responsibility of the individual; it's all about skill, there's no point in harboring resentment.

"Such a large salt-producing area was completely destroyed by blasting."

"Then let's decide life and death like this."

Jiang He shook his head and said simply, "I'm a hunter."

The gate to the domain opened, and a small white snake crawled out. After releasing its demon race talent and returning to its original state, it hid back inside. The battle of the great powers was not something that a mere peak-level expert could participate in. Even if it was a unique skill, trying to interfere from the sidelines would risk its own demise.

His body and soul were unharmed, and his energy was abundant; he was at his peak.

Salt-kun's smile remained unchanged, yet a hint of despair crept in.

The next moment, the energy within Jiang He's body surged violently. The Immortal-level extraordinary burst, combined with the mastery of spear techniques, caused gusts of spear wind to overflow, covering an area of ​​ten thousand meters.

Salt-kun couldn't help but exclaim, "Grandmaster!?"

boom!

Jiang He charged forward; he was more than just a hunter.

The silver spear was raised high and slashed down. The Wanlao Yin, imbued with the power of a grandmaster, had no thunder, but its power was even greater. It directly shattered the sword guard that Yan Jun was blocking and smashed his shoulder.

The spear thrust dozens of times, and blood blossomed on Yan Jun's body. He kept swinging his knife, but he couldn't help but retreat step by step.

Jiang He swept sideways, charging up his strength to shatter the Salt Prison Heavy Blade, followed by a Dragon Spine Shattering Strike, completely cleaving the enemy's right arm in two.

One after another, dragon spear techniques were unleashed.

As his body gradually deteriorates, Salt's consciousness becomes increasingly blurred, and a vivid sense of death emerges, threatening to overwhelm his soul. However, the unwillingness to accept defeat fuels his burning rage.

"Look at the knife!"

call!

Jiang He swept his spear across the ground, and Yun Jianfeng severed the enemy's head.

Before dying, Salt King swung his broken sword. The jagged blade was completely powerless, and it lost its power as soon as it hit the enemy, leaving only a patch of salt the size of a fingernail.

Bang!

An explosion resounded from Jiang He's chest. The last bit of energy that Yan Jun had recovered was transformed into the secret technique, Salt Explosion, to deliver the final blow.

"boring."

Jiang He waved his hand, destroying the remains of the Salt Lord, and sat down on the ground. He casually took out some Dragon Blood Wine to quench his thirst. A life-or-death battle between powerful nations was nothing special to him, nothing to be happy about or boast about.

[Hint: Main quest ⑤ has been completed]

[Note: Your team has obtained a total of 4 Epic Set Upgrade Scrolls (This mission received a slight boost from the Joint Permissions)]

[Hint: You have defeated the Golden Age Power-level lifeform, Salt Lord Rao Ren (?), and obtained the Epic title, Golden Power]

[Note: The main quest has been completed. The Executor may return to the present at any time.]

[Note: Due to assisting the Executor in defeating Salt-kun, Animal Companion Zhuang Ya has completed the Great Achievement - Python Devouring Dragon, and can attempt to advance at any time (this achievement has certain reward aspects)]

Chapter 498 The End of the World

Midnight has passed.

Jiang He heard a reassuring notification tone.

[Note: Your final time loop count has been reached]

The final time loop was activated immediately, and Salt Lord's Salt Prison Heavy Blade was restored from its shattered state.

Jiang He examined it for a moment. In fact, this epic blade had two active skills: Salt Prison and Salt River. Of course, in a high-intensity war between the great powers, there was no need to waste energy on skills that could not achieve their tactical objectives.

However, the epic-level combination of sturdy/sharp/destructible stats is very cost-effective, making the Salt Hellblade a viable option as one of the fodder for the Dragonlance.

call!

Jiang He returned to the Western Royal Palace in Tianshui City after activating the King's Landing.

The chaos was not over yet, and many powerful figures were watching the battle of the kings in the sky. Since Ji Chongfeng joined the battlefield, the three kings worked together to maintain the situation. The old man in the python robe, holding a famous spear, showed a ferocious aura and temporarily gained the upper hand. However, as time went by, old age inevitably led him to his end.

Upon seeing this, King Jingyang couldn't help but sigh.

"No matter how heroic you are, in the end you're nothing but a handful of dust."

"Don't make any noise."

As the power of time flowed, King Jingyang instantly lost ten years of his age. He nodded slightly, indicating that he had shut up. With such an ability, he could tolerate any verbal transgression, let alone any further audacity, with a smile.