Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 334: Chapter 330: Killing Spree

Cyan Cloud Country was a remote nation within Qing Province.

The Martial Artists here might not have been aware of the major events that had recently transpired in Qing Province.

However, the Blood Sword Sect was, after all, a Low Grade Sect. Its intelligence network was naturally far superior to that of the locals in Cyan Cloud Country.

Just a few days ago, a piece of news arrived that sent shockwaves through the entire Blood Sword Sect.

A new hegemon had risen in Qing Province!

This hegemon had risen from the ashes of the Star Sword Sect and the Evil Spirit Sect, and was now one of the Eight Top Grade Sects of the Six Eastern Provinces.

And along with news of this Sect, a name had also spread.

Ning Jiang!

The Master of the Myriad Swords Sect!

This man had used Array Power to slay four Earth Martial Realm experts. He even fought and killed a disciple from the Super Sect, Moon God Palace.

And it was said that this Ning Jiang had a distinguishing feature: a full head of white hair.

At this very moment, Chen Hao stared at the Ning Jiang before him, a growing terror filling his heart. The man standing before him... didn’t he have a full head of white hair and also go by the name Ning Jiang?

Moreover, his companions displayed terrifying power, yet they addressed Ning Jiang as ”Sect Leader.”

In an instant, understanding dawned on Chen Hao. His face turned deathly pale, drenched in cold sweat.

”You are... you are...”

Chen Hao looked at Ning Jiang, his voice trembling as if he had just witnessed the most terrifying thing in his life. He couldn’t even form a complete sentence.

”It seems you’ve figured out who I am.”

Ning Jiang glanced at Chen Hao indifferently, but that simple look sent a bone-deep chill through Chen Hao’s entire body.

What a terrifying gaze it was.

Colder than ice, more jarring than fresh blood, like a ten-thousand-year-old arctic wind that could freeze all life, chilling him to the very bone.

”My lord, please calm your anger! We did not know Cyan Cloud Country was connected to you! We know our mistake now. We will leave Cyan Cloud Country immediately.”

Chen Hao’s body trembled. After realizing the man before him was the Master of the Myriad Swords Sect, he was utterly terrified out of his wits.

Who didn’t know of the Myriad Swords Sect Master’s fearsome reputation? In the battle against the Evil Spirit Sect, he had slaughtered their army of over ten thousand. He had even mercilessly killed a disciple from Moon God Palace.

A man’s reputation precedes him.

How could his Blood Sword Sect possibly afford to offend such a ruthless figure?

Even if the Blood Sword Sect were ten times stronger, they would be nothing more than ants before Ning Jiang.

”If apologies were useful, what would be the point of Cultivation? A blood debt must be paid in blood!”

As Ning Jiang’s voice fell, a wave of Divine Sense instantly erupted from him.

’The Six Great Sects are finished.’

This was Chen Hao’s last thought before death. In the next moment, a tyrannical wave of Spiritual Power slammed into his mind, utterly annihilating his Divine Spirit.

Sword King Chu Bai and the others exchanged a look, their eyes filled with deep reverence.

After not seeing him for two years, Ning Jiang’s Cultivation had grown higher and higher, to a level they felt was completely beyond their reach.

What puzzled them even more was that Ning Jiang’s current status seemed to be extraordinary.

All this time, Chen Hao had relied on his status as the son of the Blood Sword Sect’s Sect Leader to act audaciously and lawlessly. He was a notorious young tyrant in Cyan Cloud Country. Yet, upon meeting Ning Jiang, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, revealing his deepest fears.

Just what kind of Extraordinary status did Ning Jiang now possess in Qing Province?

Ning Yu’an’s heart was also filled with questions about this. ’Just what has my little brother accomplished in these two years?’

”Sister An, there are some things I’ll tell you about later. Next...”

Ning Jiang paused, his cold tone making everyone’s heart tremble in fear. ”I’m going to kill.”

SWISH.

As his voice fell, his figure shot forward, transforming into a streak of light and vanishing in an instant, leaving everyone else standing there in silence.

”Sigh... The Six Great Sects probably never imagined, even in their wildest dreams, that Young Master Wushuang would one day return. How many people will die in Cyan Cloud Country tonight?” Sword King Duan Wuya sighed deeply.

”It’s just a shame about Liu Yuanlong. Such an unyielding man,” Sword King Chu Bai said, his eyes filled with regret.

...

The Blood Sword Sect, one of the Six Great Sects of Cyan Cloud Country, was located in Luoyang City, seventy li outside the Demon Mist Mountain Range.

Compared to two years ago, Luoyang City had become much more prosperous, with experts as common as clouds.

Just two years ago, the only homegrown experts at the Innate Limit in Luoyang City were Liu Yuanlong and Wang Jiangshi. Now, however, there were dozens of Innate Limit experts within the city.

But even these dozens of Innate Limit experts were no match for the Blood Sword Sect.

”Sigh, times have changed. Who would have thought that everything Young Master Wushuang left behind would be destroyed so quickly.”

”I know, right? Who could have imagined it? Back then, Young Master Wushuang was so magnificent. The Alchemy Alliance and Kunlun that he founded were the strongest powers in Cyan Cloud. But now? Under the oppression of the Six Great Sects, everything has crumbled to dust.”

”Even if Young Master Wushuang came back, he probably couldn’t change anything, could he?”

In a tavern, a group of Martial Artists were deep in discussion.

Ning Jiang first made his name in Luoyang City, so many of its Martial Artists felt a sense of kinship with him. Simply put, he was very popular.

”Hmph, Young Master Wushuang? If he dares to come back, I’ll make sure he dies without a burial place.”

A cold voice cut in, instantly silencing everyone present.

The speaker’s name was Zhou Wenxiong, a member of the once second-tier Zhou Family. Back then, because of the feud between Zhou Wenhao and Ning Jiang, every single Innate Realm expert in the Zhou Family had been slaughtered by Ning Jiang.

However, a few fish had still slipped through the net.

This Zhou Wenxiong had escaped the slaughter back then. Later, through some means, he managed to build a connection with the Blood Sword Sect. Relying on the sect’s name, he threw his weight around and frequently insulted Ning Jiang.

Once, he overheard someone praising Ning Jiang and beat the person half to death.

”Hmph. Remember this: the next time I hear any of you mention ’Young Master Wushuang,’ don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Zhou Wenxiong glanced at the crowd, a smug look flashing in his eyes.

’Ning Jiang, oh, Ning Jiang, how the tables have turned. You could never have imagined that things would change so drastically in just two short years, could you?’

With this thought in mind, he turned to leave the tavern.

CLANG!

Suddenly, he heard the ring of a sword from the sky. As he looked up, he saw a flash of sword light descend and wrap around his neck.

SCHLICK.

Blood sprayed as his head went flying.

”Who was that?”

The shocked crowd rushed out of the tavern, only to see a white-haired figure in the sky.

Countless people found that white-haired figure so familiar!

”It’s him! He’s back!”

”My heavens, the skies over Cyan Cloud Country are about to change.”

”Hiss... I’m not dreaming. It’s really him.”

Cries of shock rose and fell like a tidal wave.

In the sky, Ning Jiang stood, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the scene below.

At that moment, his Divine Sense enveloped a hundred-li radius, wrapping around the entirety of Luoyang City. He was aware of everything within it, down to the smallest detail.

”Blood Sword Sect... I’ve found you.”