of the Dao, named "Pit."But so just right.Lin Zhengli stumbled, his entire posture collapsing. The magic he was about to cast dissipated. Though he twisted his body at the first moment, he managed to...The magpie's chaotic mind could no longer count how many times it had died.

This is the sixtieth time, the one hundred and sixtyth time

Experienced too many ways to die!

But as evil as it is, as chaotic and frenzied as it is, of course it will not yield.

Rise again and again, reborn time and time again, fight time and time again, but also...defeated time and time again.

The opponent is like a towering mountain, and like an expansive sea. No matter what way it chooses to charge, it cannot shake the mountain or sea.

Once again drawing on divine power, reborn from nothingness with its wings and claws fully formed, the Yanxiao let out a ferocious roar: "Hmph... how long can you maintain this intense state of combat"

As it spoke, Jiang Wang had already closed in, his left hand pressed against its head. With a gentle press, he drove a killing nail into its skull.

"Casually, he asked: "How long can the one behind you last"

The wind blows the remnants like smoke falling.

In the surging divine power, Yan Xiao once again condensed into form.

Jiang Wang was already very familiar with this kind of divine power, even more so than the process of Yan Xiao's resurrection.

With a swift advance, he struck decisively with two swords, effortlessly shattering the Yanxiao's attacking posture.

With a flick of his left hand, the true fire of Samadhi formed into a ring of flames.

Encircle the hawk's neck, wing roots, and talons.

Though it hadn't been touched by the flame, the Yanxiao was rendered motionless, suspended in mid-air. It remembered well the power of the Samādhi Fire, knowing that even a slight movement would result in it being engulfed and reduced to ashes by this divine fire.

Looking at it this way...

It was like five fire rings, suspending it in the air.

“Do you think it's your posture that has lasted longer, or the dragon god's” Jiang Wang asked.

"Hee hee," Yan Xiao said with a smile, "I think you won't be able to hold on for long."

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"Is it..."

Jiang Wang clenched his five fingers, and the fire ring formed by the Samādhi True Fire suddenly tightened, instantly burning Yan Xiao to ashes!

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Amidst the swirling ash, the Skull Grove enjoyed a brief period of stillness.

The shape of the falcon slowly condensed once more. Its venomous eyes glared first.

"Hmph, you think that monk can really defeat the Dragon God He's just a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant trying to shake a tree. When he's dead, it'll be your turn!"

Longing glances rise from below, crossing over and slicing it in half left and right.

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Even in the cold night, the blade remains as clear and bright as autumn water.

It's truly a valuable sword.

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Kill the enemy without getting blood on your hands.

Jiang Wang gently shook his long sword, in the soft humming of Chang Xiangsi's tune, he reviewed his understanding of swordsmanship and analyzed his own repeated killing of Yan Xiao...

Owls are not great sparring partners, but they make excellent practice targets. You can unleash your swordsmanship freely on them, with almost unlimited opportunities to test and refine your techniques.

"You're going to die! You're going to die! Don't give me a chance, I will torture you mercilessly!"

The just-resurrected barn owl let out a screech once again.

Jiang Wang merely asked softly, “Speaking of which…do you know anything about the Dragon God”

As they spoke, the man drew near. His gaze pierced Yan Xiao's chest and abdomen, tearing through him like a blade, leaving a gaping hole that exposed both sides.

It was the twilight sword of a veteran.

"You don't have to answer right now, wait till next time," he said.

What that black substance was, Jiang Wang had never been able to figure out.

It can only be guessed that it is something like a gathering of evil thoughts.

In short, the Yan Xiao once again revived within this coalescence of black matter.

"I can't do anything—"

It was once again reduced to a slender shaft, standing proudly in the night sky.

“I’ll speak again when I’m ready.” Jiang Wang said this, then with a swing of his sword, he once again beheaded his opponent.

Seeing the swallow soar high, I see that ruthless glint in its eyes dissipate once more...

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It's incredibly simple.

The error of the falcon lies...it thinks that escaping from the swallow's nest means its fighting skills have quickly approached Jiang Wang's level.

Little did he know, Jiang Wang was constantly adapting to the new strategy - how to balance "shortest consumption" and "fastest kill of Yan Xiao" these two goals.

Killing swallows and hawks is already a simple matter. The real challenge for Jiang Wang was to achieve two high-difficulty goals simultaneously.

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Only then did Ruosi give the sparrowhawk a chance, allowing it to escape from the swallow's nest.

In fact, deprived of the support of its swallow's nest, it was helpless under Jiang Wang's sword, unable to parry.

Especially as battles happen time and again, knowledge is constantly being supplemented...ωωω.⑨⑨⑨xs.co(m)

Here, in Jiang Wang's presence, there was almost nothing left unsaid.

With a slight movement, its combat choices immediately appeared in Jiang Wang's mind.

All he had to do was reap what he had sown.

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Guanyin Master's worries were not unfounded. The repeated resurrections and advancements of the Yanxiao were indeed cause for despair, as even opponents stronger than it could easily be worn down by its persistence.

But Jiang Wang was also making rapid "progress".

This "progress" was evident in the skilled way he killed Yan Xiao.

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Because of the rapid fulfillment of knowledge, for a time, Jiang Wang's killing became lighter and lighter.

Of course, if time were to continue indefinitely, the Yan Xiao's progress would eventually catch up to Jiang Wang. But that was not something that could be achieved overnight.

... Even Jiang Wang's exhaustion would occur before this...

While Jiang Wang decisively changed his battle strategy, reducing consumption, it was all to delay that moment for as long as possible.

“I’ll understand you very well too!” the resurrected Yan Xiao said, viciously.

This is clearly a threat.

But it's very low-class.

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“I feel I must leave behind a secret manual for the Sea of Origins.” Jiang Wang reached out and grasped Yan Xiao’s neck in his hand, the Killing Nail directly piercing its body from the neck—

"A Thousand Ways to Die: A Sparrowhawk's Guide"... What do you think"

He would kill Yan Xiao a thousand times!

The phoenix, reborn once more, remained as it had been at first, unchanged in form.

It is still in good condition.

But its eyes changed.

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That complex, cruel, and chaotic gaze had already been wavering even when it was still alive.

Only it has ever brought fear to the enemy.

It cannot be afraid.

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How could it be afraid

The last time it fought this person, it was afraid because it thought it would really die.

Assuming that one cannot be resurrected by the power of the Sea of Source, and needs divine power for resurrection, they would be seen as a burden by the Dragon God to be erased.

But the dragon god did not.

The Dragon God still needs it desperately. It needs it to destroy the primordial boundary of the Sea of Forests, and it needs it to restrain the world will, to restrain that bald...

Now it is associated with the divine rank and Dragon Gods, making it no longer an easily abandoned existence.

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As long as the dragon god exists, it can regenerate infinitely, and even this process is something the dragon god cannot stop at present.

So what is it afraid of

But even thinking like that...

"I don't know much about it," it said.

It seemed like he couldn't control his mouth, encouraging himself in his heart while feigning sincerity to his opponent.

His mind was filled with thousands, perhaps millions, of jumbled wills.

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Every moment, countless ideas collide.

But at this moment, in a moment that has died countless times before, thousands upon millions of chaotic wills... all transmitted the same fear!

Even an immortal existence could not bear to die hundreds or thousands of times.

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Its will to resist was shattered piece by piece in each death it endured.

Though it has softened, the response to it is still a sword.

This sword pierced through his brain.

His gaze remained unwavering.

“Let’s get straight to the point. No beating around the bush,” Jiang Wang said in a low voice.

Death...

> It's death again.

The falcon has witnessed death countless times and caused it countless times.

It also died.

But generally, after dying up to five times at most, the opponent will collapse.

It had never died in battle so many times in such a short period!

After sparring for so long, the person in front of me didn't shake their hand once.

...to the point where it was even dazed, unsure who was the one that could remain intact.

When it once again draws power to revive itself...

“He is the true dragon!” it immediately said.

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It claims it's telling a big secret!

But in response, there came a sudden, overwhelming inferno.

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“The message is outdated.”

That cold voice said so.

Ashes to ashes, soul to smoke.

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The true fire of Samadhi, nothing can resist its burn.

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What else do I know

Hurry!

What else do I know

While my body is still rebuilding, the voices in my head are already arguing.

The moment the owl opened its eyes, it shrieked, “When he arrived in this world, his condition was very poor. He slept here for many years before waking up! I know where he slept back then!”

"Jiang Wang furrowed his brows: "This is certainly new information, but it doesn't seem important...I need to know where he's sleeping and what he's doing. This message isn't worth much...So, I'll let you live for three more breaths."

Then he started counting: "Three, two, one!"

“Wait, I remembered something else!” Yan Xiao cried out.

The longsword was slowly drawn from Yan Xiao's chest. Jiang Wang shook his head: "This time only three breaths, as we agreed, no going back on our word. Do better next time."

Divine power descends, and black matter emerges from nothingness.

The disoriented Yan Xiaoji couldn't remember clearly, but Jiang Wang recalled everything vividly.

This is the 370th time Yan Xiao has been reborn.

After the beak of the swallow was absorbed by the wind of chaos, it could no longer feel any changes, probably already reaching a limit... But adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, Jiang Wang still cut it off and used the wind of chaos to devour it cleanly.

The 371st resurrected falcon's first action wasn't fleeing or attacking, but it opened its mouth and shouted: "I know where they are fighting, I know the position where the Jade Heng Star is currently anchored, I can sense it!"

Jiang Wang looked at it silently, and as its fear grew more and more uncontrollable, she grinned: "Good news."

This smile was, for the swallow, a balm that would never be forgotten.

And Jiang Wang raised his left index finger and gently drew it downward in the air.

A crimson flame, like a single line, burned upright in the air.

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Fantastic, brilliant, and ever-diminishing at a constant pace.

"It's worth thirty breaths of time. In those thirty breaths, you can rest, or you can attack me... except for running away, I won't kill you for anything else." Jiang Wang said: "This is a reward for you."

He didn't say what happened after thirty breaths because that was needless to mention.

The falcon glanced at the crimson flame, and couldn't help but feel tense.

"I think, I think..."

"You idiot, what do you know!"

"Stop arguing! Think fast, it's about the Dragon God!"

Chaos reigned once more, but they were only arguing about the dragon god.

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Jiang Wang even promised to allow it to attempt attacks during these thirty breaths of time.

However ferocious it was, it seemed to have completely forgotten about this choice...

Over a long period, the Yanxiao repeatedly died and resurrected, taming the Sensen Saint Clan, making offering one's head a habit.

While Jiang Wang tamed the Yan Xiao through hundreds of variations of killing.

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After all, "A Thousand Ways to Die of the Falcon" ... might just sound like a morbid curiosity to others. But to it, it's truly rather terrifying.

As the flames dwindled, Yan Xiao gritted his teeth and said: "The Dragon God hides treasures in the world's crevices. I know the exact location!"

“Oh.” Jiang Wang replied faintly.

Yān xiāo was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding Jiang Wang's reaction, but still continued, "As long as you let me go, I can take you there."

Jiang Wang glanced at the flame line that had already burned down to just a little spark, and said softly, "Time's up."

His index finger pointed at the spark with casual ease, and with a single stroke, it shot out, suddenly spreading into a fire net. The blazing Samadhi True Fire fire net enveloped the Swallow Hawk from above.

“You can make up messages as you please, I'll judge their truthfulness myself.” he said.

The hawk was burned to a crisp in the fire net.

What is death like

One thing can be certain: most people in this world cannot bear it.

Owls are bearable, and I've endured them many times.

But when this number scaled to hundreds within an extremely short time... its capacity was also overwhelmed.

As soon as it was resurrected, it roared angrily, "I told you so!"

Jiang Wangping calmly looked at it: "My judgment may not be right, but I must believe in myself. So when you express yourself, try to make me believe you - I might sound a bit roundabout, I hope you understand."

"What if you don't understand" Yan Xiao asked in a venomous voice.

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In response, came a straight sword: "Then understand it several more times."

Cold light flashed, and the corpses of owls were scattered.

Jiang Wang's coldness at this time, Yan Xiao would never forget for all eternity.

The reborn falcon was almost on the verge of collapse, letting out a self-destructive howl: "Either you find a way to kill me completely, or don't even bother! I don't want to be reborn anymore! I'm done!"

The raven's mind was never sound; it had merely gained intelligence through consuming brains. Now, after the defenses were breached time and again, it felt incredibly fragile and tormented...

However, Jiang Wang would not have the slightest bit of pity.

Frowning, he drew his sword and slew it once more. "You're so loud," he said.

When life and death become a cycle that is unavoidable, starting and ending rapidly...

Pain is indescribable in words.

The resurrected barn owl shrieked, “He seems to have always had an enemy, not just that monk, but before him too! That’s why he needed to sleep here, because of that enemy!”

"Who are His enemies" Jiang Wang asked.

The swallow recoiled from his gaze, instinctively shrinking back. "I don't know..."

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Jiang Wang raised his hand.

The sparrowhawk suddenly closed his eyes and burst into tears. He cried with grievance, gasping for breath: "Why...why do you treat me like this I've never eaten you..."

"Shut up," Jiang Wang said.

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The swallow immediately closed its beak.

In the void, two black chains shot out, one wrapping around Yan Xiao's neck and the other its right claw.

Because my research into the secret arts of the Legalists is not deep enough, prison shackles are rarely used now. However, in a situation where an enemy is completely controlled, its effect is undeniable.

"Take me to the place where He slept before," Jiang Wang said.

If the sparrows still had a shred of temper, they would surely question Jiang Wang—didn't you say this news was worthless, only worth three breaths

But it was clearly out of temper.

"Oh...okay, okay."

Guaguafei leads the way ahead.

>y were not savages. They had their own loves and hates, their own pursuits, their own... honor.“It wasn’t easy.” Ling He clapped his hands until they turned red. Perhaps he was the only one among them...