Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 459: Chapter 455: A Different Meng Tianyu and a Hidden Injury

’Strong... far too strong. This person can’t possibly be from my Meteor Sea Region, otherwise there’s no way he would have been unknown until now.’

Meng Tianyu’s mind reeled as he watched the battle.

Even as the Son of a King, he had seen countless geniuses, yet at this moment, he was still captivated by Ning Jiang’s unparalleled prowess.

Ning Jiang executed his Thunder Technique, and wherever his fists and feet landed, no one could stand against him.

Every move he made sent an Earth Martial Realm expert reeling. If Ning Jiang were also in the Earth Martial Realm, it would be one thing, but he was only in the Immortal Realm. This made the scene utterly shocking.

”The strength of this man’s physical body... I’ve never seen anything like it in my life!”

Meng Tianyu exclaimed in shock.

”Thunderbolt Fist.”

Surging Thunderbolt coursed through Ning Jiang’s entire body, converging on his fists. The light was so blinding it was almost impossible to look at. When he threw a punch, his fist left long trails of light in the air, like a comet streaking across the sky.

Back in Qing Province, when several Earth Martial Realm experts from the Evil Spirit Sect attacked, Ning Jiang had used Three Flowers Gathering at the Top to raise his cultivation to the Earth Martial Realm and had fought his enemies with this very Fist Technique.

In other words, this was a Fist Technique that could only be performed by someone in the Earth Martial Realm.

But now, with his Nine Tribulations Celestial Thunder Body at Perfection, he was hardly inferior to a true Earth Martial Realm cultivator. He could execute this Fist Technique effortlessly.

BANG.

After unleashing his Thunderbolt Fist, Ning Jiang’s offensive power surged. An Earth Martial Realm expert who met his punch head-on had half of his body blasted to smithereens.

Ning Jiang then raised his hand for another strike. Thunderbolt swept over the man’s head, instantly annihilating his mind and the Primordial Spirit within, reducing them to ash.

Finally, the first Earth Martial Realm expert had fallen!

”Damn it, where in the hell did this freak come from?!”

Seeing this, the dozen or so remaining men were all shocked and furious, a chill running down their spines.

”You little bastard, die!”

An Earth Martial Realm expert wielding a Giant Axe swung it at Ning Jiang as if to split heaven and earth. The very air was cleaved in two, rolling away to either side.

In the face of this strike, Ning Jiang simply reached out his palm to catch it.

’He’s courting death.’

Everyone expected to see Ning Jiang cleaved in two by the axe.

But no one could have imagined it. The Giant Axe, powerful enough to cleave mountains and part rivers, was caught in Ning Jiang’s palm. The sharp blade struck his hand, erupting in a shower of brilliant sparks, but failed to even break the skin.

”How is that possible?”

Everyone was horrified. To catch a Spiritual Artifact with his bare hands—what kind of monstrous body was this?

”Take this!”

One of the men let out a long cry and used a Secret Technique, transforming into a streak of light. He appeared before Ning Jiang in an instant and threw a punch.

The punch was as slow as a crawling snail, yet it contained immense power. If it landed, its might would be world-shaking.

”What harm is there in letting you hit me?”

Ning Jiang sneered. He could have dodged, but he chose not to, allowing the fist to strike his body.

DONG!

The punch landed on his body with a sound like a great bell. A circular shockwave instantly spread out, sweeping away every drop of rain in a radius of ten thousand feet.

As for the Martial Artist who threw the punch, his entire arm shattered with a sickening CRACK, and he was sent flying backward by the recoil.

This scene drove everyone to complete despair. He just stood there and let you hit him, and you couldn’t even injure him. How were they supposed to fight this?

”All of you, stand back! Leave this boy to me. Cover me.”

A voice rang out. The leader of the group strode through the air. His cultivation was the highest, having reached the Earth Martial Realm Middle Stage.

BOOM!

As he struck, his Domain Power erupted in full. The air instantly grew as dense as solid iron, and the surrounding raindrops froze, suspended in mid-air.

”So what if you’re at the Earth Martial Realm Middle Stage? Anyone who stands against me will die!”

Ning Jiang’s long robes whipped in the wind as he threw a simple, unadorned punch.

”Thunder Dragon Fist!”

Countless bolts of Thunderbolt converged on his fist. With an earth-shattering roar, a ferocious Thunder Dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, took shape around his fist.

Thunder Dragon Fist was the advanced form of Thunderbolt Fist, and its power was several times greater.

A punch like this perfectly demonstrated the tyrannical and domineering nature of the Fist Technique.

”Kill!”

The leader roared and clashed with Ning Jiang. Their collision unleashed a deafening explosion, and endless Thunderbolt flooded the area.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG...

They traded blows in a frenzied, brutal exchange.

Ten punches, twenty, thirty...

After they had exchanged a hundred punches, the great expert of the Earth Martial Realm Middle Stage tasted something sweet in his throat and couldn’t stop himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood.

’Not good.’

The expressions of the others changed drastically.

”Die.”

Ning Jiang’s long hair whipped about as endless Thunderbolt coalesced into a Thunder Dragon that lunged from his fist, tearing the man’s body and Primordial Spirit to shreds.

”Run!”

The men shrieked in terror.

Their courage had been completely shattered. Ning Jiang’s strength was far beyond what they could handle. In an instant, they transformed into streaks of light, scattering in all directions.

”The only end for those who attack me is death. Before me, no one escapes!”

Ning Jiang’s voice was cold. He stood his ground, and in the blink of an eye, he threw out more than a dozen punches in every direction.

Over a dozen Thunder Dragons lunged forth, catching up to the fleeing men and blasting them to pieces in mid-air. However, as Ning Jiang’s punch approached one of them, his Primordial Spirit shot out from his body, escaping the fatal blow.

”Brother, don’t kill him! I have use for him.”

Meng Tianyu called out quickly. He wanted to find out who had dared to set this trap to kill him.

A glint flashed in Ning Jiang’s eyes. With a grasp of his hand, he activated the Heaven-Devouring Demon Skill and pulled the Primordial Spirit toward him.

AHHH!

But before Ning Jiang could do anything to the Primordial Spirit, a Dao Talisman on it lit up and erupted in flames. Within a few breaths, the Primordial Spirit was burned to ash.

”Such a vicious method.” Meng Tianyu’s face turned grim. ’A restriction was placed on the Primordial Spirit. Clearly, whoever is behind this prepared for such a possibility.’

”I was lucky to have you step in this time, Brother, otherwise I wouldn’t have survived. Thank you!”

Meng Tianyu took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Ning Jiang.

”Oh? Rumor has it that Meng Tianyu is a good-for-nothing Demon Lord of Mayhem. But it seems you’re not as worthless as they say.” Ning Jiang looked at Meng Tianyu with a faint, unreadable smile.

”It’s true I’m a Demon Lord of Mayhem,” Meng Tianyu said with a wry smile. ”But I also know to repay any kindness shown to me. The first thing my father taught me was to repay kindness with kindness and enmity with enmity. That is how one should live, and only by acting that way can one have a clear conscience. You saved my life, and I will not forget it.”

”Interesting,” Ning Jiang said, a little surprised. ”It seems the world’s opinion of you isn’t entirely accurate. Although a hidden injury has left your cultivation stuck at the Innate Realm, your words have made me see you in a new light.”

”Huh?” Meng Tianyu’s gaze sharpened. ”How do you know I have a hidden injury?!” he asked, shocked.