Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I’m dying Before I Got Cheats Chapter 1842: Settling the Grudge (Part 1)

Chapter 1842: Settling the Grudge (Part 1)

Faced with Jiang Chengxuan’s sudden and thunderous assault, the three cultivators from the Netherwalk Immortal Sect, already devoid of fighting spirit, had no chance of resisting.

Beneath the endless golden sea of stars, they were like tiny drifting boats, about to capsize beneath the crashing waves.

The Netherworld Realms conjured by the three were frozen inch by inch. The vast seals descended like a plague upon the bones, relentlessly unraveling their defenses, trapping them within a deep abyss of despair.

“No! I will never fall here!”

“Once our Patriarch returns, you will die without a burial!”

In the final moment before the destructive immortal force crashed down, the trio of Netherwalk Immortal Sect let out a last roar.

Their eyes bloodshot, they poured out all their power in a desperate attempt to resist.

One of them was the first to bear the brunt—his defenses shattered instantly under the sacred might of the Ten-Thousand Eras Manifested Scripture. His Inner World was riddled with cracks, crumbling apart, twisted beyond recognition like a piece of paper crushed into a ball.

The terrifying divine power rampaged wildly within his Inner World, utterly unstoppable.

Waves of backlash coursed through his shattered realm, striking his physical body. The pain was excruciating beyond belief.

He screamed—a twisted, inhuman howl.

This horrific scene chilled the hearts of the remaining two Netherwalk cultivators, leaving them trembling with fear.

Even Proud Sword Venerable and the others, who had already chosen to retreat, felt their skin crawl and a deep sense of dread settle over them.

At the same time, a tinge of relief rose within them. Thankfully, at the critical moment, reason had triumphed over desire—they had chosen not to continue opposing Jiang Chengxuan.

That single thought, that single decision, had saved their lives. It was the difference between heaven and hell.

The fate of Netherdark Venerable and his rades was a stark reminder of what a wrong choice would lead to. In the blink of an eye, as the slowest of the three from the Netherwalk Immortal Sect was consumed by the Ten-Thousand Eras Manifested Scripture, the remaining two were also overtaken.

Though they faced Jiang Chengxuan’s might slightly later, their fates were hardly any better.

“Ugh!”

In the face of mortal danger, Netherdark Venerable summoned the Death Claw Immortal Treasure, conjuring a massive claw radiating with the aura of death to tear through Jiang Chengxuan’s offensive.

Yet Jiang Chengxuan simply moved with a thought. Countless golden runes surged forth, forming a sky-covering fist that came crashing down.

“Rumble!”

The collision of powers shook the heavens, filling the air with deafening booms and surging immortal energy.

But it did not last long. The pressure from the Ten-Thousand Eras Manifested Scripture, at the level of a Golden Immortal, surged explosively—instantly crushing everything.

The aura of death was pletely overwhelmed and smothered. Divine immortal flames ignited, engulfing Netherdark Venerable’s savage face.

Then, the golden sea of stars manifested by the scripture continued to roll forward, devastating the void across hundreds of miles.

And just like that, in this short span of time, three powerful late-stage Heavenly Immortals were suppressed by Jiang Chengxuan’s hand alone! Not a single one escaped!

“Hiss—”

This scene once again stunned Proud Sword Venerable and the others. Their eyelids twitched violently as they involuntarily drew in a sharp breath.

Just a few moves had pletely annihilated three Grand Elders of the Netherwalk Immortal Sect—what terrifying power!

“No! Impossible… You actually…”

“Netherdark Venerable and the others… they’re just gone?!”

And at this very moment, the immortals of the Desolate Blood Sect, who had been entangled with Yun Tian and Yun Di for a long time, finally arrived—though belatedly.

From afar, they had expected to see Jiang Chengxuan besieged by the joint forces of the Netherwalk and Heavenly Sword Sects, perhaps in dire straits.

But what greeted them was the sight of three Netherwalk Sect experts crushed by Jiang Chengxuan’s Ten-Thousand Eras Manifested Scripture, submerged in a maelstrom of divine immortal energy.

The scene left Beasthide Demon Venerable and his panions trembling. They stood frozen in the deep sky, wide-eyed, pletely stunned.

They had gone through great effort to shake off Yun Tian and Yun Di and rushed over in hopes of seizing a share of the spoils.

They feared that Jiang Chengxuan had already been defeated and the Golden Immortal prehension taken by others.

But they never expected that, after all that trouble, they had walked straight into the lion’s den!

“Run! That brat won’t let us go!”

“Go! The Golden Immortal prehension must already be his! We don’t stand a chance—retreat!”

The three Demon Venerables from Desolate Blood, having suffered under Jiang Chengxuan before, reacted instantly without hesitation—they turned and fled.

They had faced Jiang Chengxuan several times before and knew his terror well. Even an entire sect couldn’t match his might.

Though they didn’t know exactly what had transpired, there was no doubt that the Netherwalk Immortal Sect had been annihilated. The aura of the Golden Immortal insight was now gone.

Unless something unexpected happened, Jiang Chengxuan had clearly claimed it. They no longer had the power to contest it.

“Heh… Running so fast, are we?”

Naturally, Jiang Chengxuan instantly noticed the three old enemies from the Desolate Blood Sect.

Seeing them flee upon arrival, he couldn’t help but chuckle softly and mutter to himself.

But how could he possibly let them go at such a time?

Just as they moved, he waved his hand, and the Ten-Thousand Eras Manifested Scripture gathered into a pair of radiant wings behind him.

In an instant, his figure shot toward the trio like a meteor—what was a hundred miles might as well be right in front of him.

“You’ve e all this way—why rush to leave?”