Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 397: Chapter 208: Let me tell you a story

The aura of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint is far stronger than before, not because he deliberately revealed it, but because Ning Qi sensed it.

In his eyes, faint golden light flows, and the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint before him is like a tyrannical, unparalleled giant blade, full of oppressive aura, which the Martial Saint Ziyue cannot compare with. ”Even if not at the Divine Power Realm, probably not far off.” Ning Qi was secretly vigilant in his heart.

It is still unclear whether the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint is friend or foe on this journey.

The elder’s hollow pupils looked over calmly and said: ”Young friend of the Celestial Sword, peeping at others openly is not a good habit.”

Without knowing when, the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint had already walked up True Martial Mountain, and disciples’ hearts inexplicably pounded. Luo Wentian and others arrived upon hearing the news, and all their pupils shrank fiercely. The reputation precedes the name, who in the world does not know the name of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint? There are rumors that he is the Orderer among the Martial Saints. ”The Spirit Mountain has a great phenomenon, rich in fortune, a good place indeed.” He continued, marveling at the extraordinariness of True Martial Mountain.

Ning Qi slightly bowed: ”Pardon me, senior Heaven Slaying.”

Peeping openly with the Golden Pupil of Illusion-breaking was indeed inappropriate. Previously, not knowing the other’s intention, he instinctively used it, wanting more confidence. Now vaguely perceiving that the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint harbors no significant malice, he doesn’t mind saying some pleasantries.

The other’s words clearly indicate that he knows Ning Qi is not an Ancient Saint. ”Many years ago, I had a fleeting glimpse of the young friend. At that time, most of my consciousness was dormant, yet did not know the young friend was so extraordinarily brilliant—it’s lamentable.” He recalled past events.

The members of the True Martial Sect felt relieved upon seeing the two conversing peacefully.

They already speculated why the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint was here; the deaths of the Red Sun Martial Saint and the Martial Saint Ziyue needed an explanation.

Ning Qi said with a smile: ”In the past, my eyes also failed to recognize Taishan, and I thought senior was merely an ordinary storyteller. While obsessively seeking Martial Saint secrets, senior enlightened me. The legend of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint has inspired me for a long time.”

The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint nodded with a rare smile. ”Later, meeting the young friend again in the Black Sand Sea, I realized the young friend’s talent was unprecedented. Unfortunately, if only born a thousand years earlier, or even a hundred years would be good.” His regret was apparent to everyone.

Ning Qi asked: ”Why?”

The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint did not answer but asked instead: ”Was it you who killed the Red Sun Martial Saint and the Martial Saint Ziyue?”

The smile on his face gradually faded, coupled with those hollow pupils, it felt somewhat eerie. ”Yes.” Ning Qi said calmly.

He did not say for what reason, as the reason no longer mattered. What mattered was that he indeed killed two Martial Saints, which violated the other’s taboo. ”You know I don’t advocate life-and-death confrontations among Martial Saints.”

There was a mysterious aura gathering around the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint, making everyone anxious. Just a trace of momentum ripple made their souls tremble, yet Ning Qi’s expression remained unchanged: ”They brought about their own demise.”

The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint exclaimed: ”Good ’bringing about their own demise’! If that’s the case, if my strength surpasses yours, then you too ’bring about your own demise’!”

Luo Wentian and others felt discontented.

Clearly, the Red Sun Martial Saint and Martial Saint Ziyue came to kill and plunder, yet this Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint seemed indiscriminately partial, but they dared not speak. A strong person of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint’s level needed respect.

Ning Qi’s Taoist robe slowly fluttered: ”Senior may give it a try.”

His gaze was indifferent.

He could sense that although the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint seemed angry, he was not genuinely so. Taoist Baishan had said before that the deaths of the Red Sun Martial Saint and the others were in vain, the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint could not act further, but on the condition that Ning Qi demonstrated proper value. He said, as long as the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint wasn’t blind to the heart, he could discern priority and severity.

Within Ning Qi was a fighting spirit.

He had stepped into the realm of Martial Saint, and also deduced the Five Elements Divine Sword Qi. That previous battle was not satisfying. ”Very well.” The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint returned to calm once more.

But it was evident to those watching that his aura around him was increasingly terrifying.

Spiritual power gathered from all directions, unknowingly, True Martial Mountain was already shrouded in dark clouds, a single thought mobilized the heavenly phenomenon, far more terrifying than the Celestial Human Realm, the intense oppression forced Blade Demon and others to protect the True Martial disciples and retreat far away.

Such a battle was not something they could intervene in.

Then.

The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint moved.

He gently tossed the cane in his hand, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed. The cane expanded infinitely, transforming into a heaven-reaching giant pillar. Taoist Longshan’s pupils shrank sharply. He had seen this move from the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint on True Profound Mountain, directly pressing the heads of the three top-class powerhouses like the Barbarian Emperor unable to lift up.

And now.

This heaven-reaching giant pillar was far stronger than before.

The void trembled and shattered, unable to withstand such terrifying oppression, pieces of ’spatial debris’ fell off, the scene was somewhat appalling, True Martial disciples were all wide-eyed, while Blade Demon’s dark pupils were the widest, he murmured to himself: ”That is...”

Before the words were completed.

A crisp long chant was heard, and white light erupted from the giant pillar, a domineering sharpness tore through the sky, manifesting in the world. ”What a terrifying blade!” Blade Demon was thoroughly shocked, with incomparable fervor in his eyes.

He considered himself the Blade Demon, being the world’s best blade before the Ancient Saint’s revival, but now, he felt somewhat insignificant; that terrifying Blade Intent made him tremble.

Correct.

This was not any heaven-reaching giant pillar, nor any cane, but clearly a blade, a blade still sheathed!

At this moment.

As the giant blade slowly drew, its true form emerged.