Chapter 1789 - 149: Fierce Battle, Heavenly Soldiers!

Clang——

Clang——

The sound of two metal objects clashing echoed almost simultaneously.

Next, a rapidly expanding circular shockwave followed.

In just an instant, this force tore Jiang Ning’s robe and sent his long hair flying.

"So strong!" he was shocked to his core.

The unyielding force followed his fist bone, crashing into his body.

He could feel every bone in his body bearing immense pressure, creaking under the strain.

Muscle fibers were torn, tendons snapped, and even blood vessels burst.

Numerous tiny, imperceptible injuries spread throughout every part of his body.

This uncontrollable force further sent him plummeting downwards.

"Everyone, evacuate the palace!" Jiang Ning’s voice echoed almost simultaneously in the Li River Palace.

Rumble——

Then he was heavily slammed into the water, causing massive waves to rise.

On the island, the water pavilion was shattered into splinters by a shockwave, and tall tree trunks bent and broke.

The aftermath of the collision continued to spread, pressing large trees to the ground.

Then, two beams of silver light descended.

Boom——

The gigantic waves that had just risen were suddenly scattered once more.

"Retreat! Get out of the palace quickly!!" Chen An, the chief manager of the palace, shouted loudly upon seeing the aftermath of battle from the direction of the central island.

Rumble——

Another thunderous roar.

The entire lake seemed to rise abruptly by half a meter.

The ground of the palace trembled, spreading spider-like cracks, and some buildings began to collapse.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the palace hesitated no more, frantically fleeing toward the outside.

They knew this was an aftermath capable of burying them.

Rumble——

Another thunderous roar.

The lake, raised by half a meter, exploded in mid-air, turning into countless splashes.

A colorful rainbow instantly appeared in the sky.

Only until now did the roaring sounds of the confrontation slowly spread throughout the Royal Capital.

Countless eyes turned toward the source of the sound, the direction of the Li River Palace.

Then, they saw a fleeting shadow quickly charging upward, standing still in mid-air.

His long black hair flowing, eyes shining like lightning, his robe in tatters.

His entire body, only the pant legs were still hanging on.

"Is that... King Luoshui, Jiang Ning??" Someone murmured softly.

"It must be him! That’s the direction of the Li River Palace. Besides him, the master of the Li River Palace, who else could it be?"

"But...why does he look so miserable?"

Boom——

Before the voice had fallen, two beams of silver light had already broken through the curtain of water, soaring into the sky, once again enveloping Jiang Ning.

At this moment, Jiang Ning was bathed in blood. Though he withstood two direct hits, it hadn’t harmed him fundamentally, but inside, his Qi-Blood churned, and his tendons and bones ached intensely.

In the bottom of the lake, he clashed head-on multiple times, each time numbing his whole body, tearing his muscles, tendons, and even causing a faint pain in his bones.

But such superficial injuries healed and recovered with a breath, without truly harming his core.

He looked at the approaching two beams of silver light with increasingly sharp eyes.

"Half-step Immortals... Truly deserving of their name!" He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, not only without fear but instead showing a hint of almost fanatical battle intent.

Since stepping into the realm of the Immortal, becoming the second under heaven, he had never encountered an opponent who drove him into such a sorry state.

Even when alongside Wang Jixuan, the battle that day did not make him feel such a pure suppression of force.

These two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers, without divine skills, without Daoist skills, yet solely relying on their silver-armored puppet bodies and long spears, unleashed a terrifying power enough to shake his unbreakable body.

Their power seemed inexhaustible, each swing heavy enough to crush mountains.

Yet, this was exactly what he desired!

Such an exhilarating battle, he hadn’t experienced for a long time.

In previous battles, he always relied on his Primordial Spirit abilities.

But the battle that truly made him feel pain was the one where he fought head-on, feeling each punch land on flesh.

No longer passively defending, his body flickered as he actively confronted one of the Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers.

Boom——

The fist and spear clashed again, unleashing an even more intense roar than before.

Jiang Ning was sent flying backward, the intense pain of bones cracking in his arm, but the sharp light in his eyes grew even stronger.

He could feel that in this repeated head-on clash, his body, which had already reached its limit, was being forged anew by the hammering, undergoing change once again.

Inside, flesh and blood were tearing and then healing at a faster pace; tendons and bones became more resilient under extreme pressure.

Every injury displayed on him awakened a bit of the dormant power within him.

The other Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier silently appeared behind him, its silver spear sweeping horizontally, aiming directly at his back.

Without turning his head, Jiang Ning backhanded a palm strike, purple-gold light condensed in his palm, faintly roaring with the phantom of a dragon and tiger.

Inside, there was a complete rumble, his inner world shaking.

Clang——

As the palm and spear collided, the shockwave exploded.

Jiang Ning borrowed the force to dart forward, creating more distance.

The spreading aftermath of that collision began to cause the island in the center of the lake to disintegrate and collapse.

...

Meanwhile.

In the Royal Capital, countless gazes focused on the crisscrossing figure above the Li River Palace.

In the Imperial Palace’s imperial garden, Ji Minghao stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gazing far toward the sky above the Li River Palace, where the expanding aftermath spread like white clouds.

Beside him, Shen Mengyun appeared utterly shocked.

"Is this... the mythical Heavenly Soldiers?" Shen Mengyun exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yes, the Heavenly Soldiers recorded in mythology, the war puppets of the Ancient Heavenly Court!" Ji Minghao replied.

"Why is this? Why would the mythical Heavenly Soldiers appear at the Li River Palace and attempt to assassinate King Luoshui?" Shen Mengyun opened his mouth, unable to comprehend.