Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 419: Chapter 415: Looking Down on the World

BOOM.

When their swords clashed, ferocious Sword Qi erupted like a storm. One streak after another shot into the sky, threatening to destroy everything in their path.

The fluctuations were so ferocious that even the prodigies present wore solemn expressions.

”Good. With a sword strike like that, you have indeed earned the right to stand here.”

Jian Jiuge floated backward, but his eyes burned with an even fiercer battle lust. Waves of ferocious aura surged from him, growing stronger with each passing moment.

This was the thrill of the hunt for him.

As a Sword Cultivator, he naturally craved a true contest against someone like Ning Jiang.

For someone of his caliber, a worthy opponent was a rare find.

”Allow me to experience your skills as well.”

Another tall, slender figure stepped forward. It was Xu Yuanfeng of the Void Sect.

The Void Sect’s Void Scripture was second to none. Those who cultivated this technique possessed reserves of Dantian Spiritual Qi several times greater than that of others.

The moment Xu Yuanfeng attacked, he revealed his own profound Spiritual Qi.

RUMBLE!

A towering figure appeared behind him, identical to Xu Yuanfeng in every way and formed entirely of immense Spiritual Qi. As it threw a punch, the very air in the space around it shattered.

Furthermore, the punch drew in an endless torrent of Spiritual Qi from all directions.

The area descended into chaos, like a raging, turbulent sea.

”Break.”

Ning Jiang’s expression remained unchanged as he brought his sword down.

The massive Sword Aura and the fist slammed into each other, erupting in a brilliant flash of light. With a deafening crash that could shatter stone, both attacks dissipated into nothing.

”It seems the Six Eastern Provinces have produced another person capable of clashing with us. How exciting,” Xu Yuanfeng remarked, acknowledging that Ning Jiang’s strength was worthy of contending with them.

By now, the six strongest prodigies from the Seven Great Super Sects had all exchanged blows with Ning Jiang.

Only one remained.

His hair was a mix of black and white. Deep within his calm gaze lay a chilling glint that could make one’s heart pound in fear.

Duan Wudao of the Moon God Palace. Rumor had it that no one who fought him ever lived to tell the tale. Beneath his tranquil exterior was a cold and merciless heart.

”Ning Jiang, you killed my fellow disciple from the Moon God Palace, Ji Tianxing. I’d like to settle that score with you,” Duan Wudao spoke, his voice eerie and erratic, like a ghost’s whisper.

”I’m afraid you’re not capable,” Ning Jiang said coolly.

”Dark Power.”

Duan Wudao made a grasping motion, and a black sphere materialized in his palm. The next moment, it exploded, plunging a hundred-zhang radius into absolute darkness.

Within this pitch-black space, not a single ray of light existed.

”Dark Binding!”

The next moment, as Duan Wudao’s voice rang out, tentacles materialized from the darkness and snaked toward Ning Jiang.

’Even if my eyes can’t see, how could you possibly hide from my perception?’

Ning Jiang snorted. With a few quick swings of his Thunder Punishment Sword, he severed all the tentacles.

”Dark Swamp!”

Duan Wudao’s voice grew several degrees colder. At the same time, Ning Jiang felt the dark substance around him transform into a swamp, tenaciously restricting his movements.

”Disperse.”

A roar thundered through Ning Jiang’s body as his qi and blood surged. Limitless Thunderbolt erupted from him, tearing the darkness asunder and bringing light back to the world.

”Spear of Light.”

Duan Wudao made a grasping motion, and a spear materialized in his hand. With a flick of his arm, the spear shot toward Ning Jiang like a bolt of lightning, crossing the distance in an instant.

Ning Jiang seemed to have anticipated the attack. He struck out with his Thunder Punishment Sword, and it vanished along with the Spear of Light upon impact.

”Light and Dark Power.”

Through this brief exchange, Ning Jiang understood that Duan Wudao cultivated the rare Light and Dark Power.

”Not bad. No wonder you were able to kill Ji Tianxing.” Duan Wudao’s eyes narrowed, the cold glint within them blazing with increasing intensity.

”Interesting. I didn’t expect a dark horse to emerge. I thought the winner of the Celestial Pill would be one of the seven of us, but it seems we have a new variable.”

As Jian Jiuge spoke, his fingers traced the body of his Treasure Sword. Ferocious Sword Qi began to emanate from every pore of his being.

The other six were no different, the power radiating from their bodies growing more and more intense.

None of them would yield the Celestial Pill to anyone else, which meant an earth-shattering battle between the eight of them was inevitable.

The other prodigies from the Seven Great Super Sects had already retreated in a tacit understanding, leaving the battlefield to these eight individuals.

The strength of these eight was a cut far above their own. It would be pointless for them to interfere.

”Let the fate of the Celestial Pill be decided among us!” Heaven-Reaching Sword Qi erupted from Jian Jiuge.

”Let’s fight!”

”Fight! Fight! Fight!”

Not a single one of the great prodigies was willing to back down. At that moment, the auras of the eight of them clashed violently in mid-air, letting out a CRACKLE like splitting thunder.

”The fiercest battle is about to begin.”

”Anyone who dares rush in there right now is guaranteed to die without a proper burial.”

”It’s a shame the Sword King Body from my Celestial Sword Sect isn’t here. Otherwise, who among them could possibly contend?”

The geniuses of the Seven Great Super Sects murmured among themselves. The auras of the eight were locked in a stalemate, and the atmosphere was incredibly tense. But no one dared to make the first move; whoever did would surely become the target of a joint attack.

”I’ve said it before. The Celestial Pill is mine. Who dares to stop me?”

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, the first person to break the stalemate emerged!

It was Ning Jiang.

A divine glint gathered in his eyes. As his gaze swept across the crowd, it carried an air of invincible arrogance, as if he held the world in contempt. His expression suggested he didn’t even see the seven great prodigies standing before him.

He took a single step, heading straight for the Celestial Pill.

This scene sent a violent shock through the hearts of every spectator.

At a time like this, no one dared to be the first to act, yet Ning Jiang did. Everyone felt an aura of invincibility radiating from him, an intent vast enough to swallow the heavens and the earth.

After stepping into the Immortal Realm, hadn’t Ning Jiang’s strength increased by more than tenfold?

He possessed the Heaven-Devouring Demon Skill. Having cultivated such a Supreme Celestial Skill, how could he possibly lack such audacity?

”Courting death.”

”Arrogant.”

”Not even Ling Tianxu would dare to be so brazen!”

”Since you want to die, we’ll let you be the first one eliminated.”

The expressions of the seven great prodigies turned icy, their killing intent now fixed on Ning Jiang.

The Celestial Pill here belonged to their Seven Great Super Sects. How could they possibly let an outsider like Ning Jiang lay a finger on it?

The seven prodigies held back no longer. Their auras surged, climbing higher and higher before sweeping toward Ning Jiang like a vast, boundless ocean. The air twisted into hurricanes, forming seven massive eyes of the storm with the prodigies at their centers.

Ning Jiang stood his ground, bearing the full, combined pressure of the seven prodigies, yet he didn’t budge. He still wore a calm, unconcerned expression. The towering waves of power became nothing more than a gentle stream upon reaching within three zhang of him.

”Prodigies? Before me, you are all nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs. I’ll show you just how boundless my power truly is!”