Chapter 568 - 563: Three Prodigies Battle Three Kings

Chapter 568: Chapter 563: Three Prodigies Battle Three Kings

"This damned Myriad Treasures Exquisite Tower. It could have activated at any time, but it had to be now. What terrible luck."

Ao Wubian cursed. He felt his Power suddenly plummet to the Earth Martial Realm. The sensation was like falling from the clouds into an Abyss, transforming from a great dragon into a mere ant.

The Myriad Treasures Exquisite Tower, long hailed as the greatest treasure of the East Sea, possessed inconceivable power. Once activated, the ten-thousand-mile radius around it became an absolute forbidden zone!

Any King who stepped within that ten-thousand-mile radius would have their power suppressed.

This time, it was the decennial activation, so their Cultivation was suppressed directly to the Earth Martial Realm. If it had been the centennial activation, they would have been suppressed to the Heaven-Reaching Realm. Only during the millennial activation would they be unaffected.

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Ao Wubian sensed several waves of battle intent heading their way. He looked up and saw Ning Jiang’s group of three.

"Ning Jiang! It’s actually you!"

Ao Wubian recognized Ning Jiang at once. Although they had never met, portraits of him had long been circulated within the Flood Dragon Clan, which considered him a mortal enemy.

After all, during the incident at the underwater Ancient Ruins, Ning Jiang had slaughtered numerous experts from the Flood Dragon Clan. One of them, the Eighteenth Elder, had even had a high chance of ascending to become a King.

"And Gu Huaying, Little Dragon Girl... Good. Very good. To think the three of you would be together. If you’d kept hiding like rats, it would have taken us a while to find you. But since you’ve dared to come out and court death, we can wipe you all out in one fell swoop!"

Ao Wubian’s gaze was as sharp as a blade, and waves of killing intent pulsed from his body.

"I’ll take this old fossil. You two can have your pick of the others."

Ning Jiang spoke lightly, but his single sentence caused the killing intent of Ao Wubian’s trio to skyrocket. His tone made it seem as if he didn’t see them as a threat at all.

"I’ll take the one from the Three-headed Snake Clan," Little Dragon Girl said, eager for a fight.

"Then I’ll take him," Gu Huaying said, choosing the Grand Elder of the Blood Shark Clan.

"Let’s begin."

Ning Jiang stepped through the air toward Ao Wubian and threw a punch.

"You’re courting death."

Ao Wubian’s expression was frosty. He met the punch with his own. As their fists collided, a tremendous roar echoed through the air.

"Three prodigies from the Hidden Dragon List versus three veteran Kings. Is this a clash between the new era and the old?"

The many Martial Artists watching from Nocturnal City erupted in a tsunami of astonished cries. Everyone was completely captivated by the battle. The fight was significant; Ning Jiang and his two young companions could be considered representatives of a new generation.

Meanwhile, the three Kings, Ao Wubian among them, were figures of the older generation. This was a battle of the new against the old.

Would the new generation surpass the old, as the saying goes, or would the old veterans prove that their blades were still sharp?

"You little bastard! You think that just because my Cultivation is suppressed, you’re my match? I am a Celestial Martial Realm King! Even with my Realm suppressed, I can still sweep through the entire Earth Martial Realm!"

Ao Wubian snorted coldly. After he and Ning Jiang exchanged blows, Ning Jiang’s body stumbled back several steps, while he himself remained unmoved, as steady as a mountain.

The difference in their Cultivation was made apparent by that single punch.

As a Celestial Martial Realm King, even with his Realm suppressed, his strength was comparable to one of the Ten Great Earth Martial Realms. In fact, such suppressed Kings were even more difficult to deal with.

This was because Celestial Martial Realm Kings possessed rich combat experience and an endless arsenal of techniques, far beyond what an ordinary Earth Martial Realm cultivator could compare to.

"Take this!"

Ao Wubian threw a punch, and a layer of green light swept out, carrying a force that could obliterate everything in its path.

This green light was an incredibly condensed fist aura. It was so potent that it could shatter even a suit of Upper Grade Armor.

Although Ning Jiang’s Nine Tribulations Celestial Thunder Body was powerful, taking such an attack head-on would still be a significant strain.

SHIIING.

With the ring of a blade, he drew his Thunder Dragon Sword and slashed down.

The sharp Sword Aura cleaved through the air, splitting the incoming fist aura in two. Without losing momentum, the Sword Aura continued toward Ao Wubian.

"A petty trick."

Ao Wubian reached out, grabbed the Sword Aura directly, and crushed it in his grip.

CRACK.

The Sword Aura shattered, leaving only a white mark on his palm.

The physical bodies of the Flood Dragon Clan had always been tyrannical. And this was with his body suppressed by the Myriad Treasures Exquisite Tower. If it were his true King’s body, he could stand there and let Ning Jiang hack away at him without suffering a single injury.

"Take another one of my punches!"

Ao Wubian roared. The aura around him swelled, surging like a monstrous tide. Though his physical appearance didn’t change, he gave off the illusion of growing infinitely tall, towering into the heavens.

As he threw this punch, a massive fist materialized in the void, mountain-like, and pressed down on Ning Jiang.

BOOM!

The very air exploded. Below, in Nocturnal City, many Martial Artists were oppressed by the immense might of the fist, and some were even forced to their knees.

"So strong! He truly is a Celestial Martial Realm King. Even suppressed, his power is nearly invincible within the Earth Martial Realm. A punch like that would definitely kill me!"

An Earth Martial Realm Peak Martial Artist exclaimed in shock, his heart pounding with fear.

Ning Jiang also took a deep breath. ’The power of this punch is indeed incredible,’ he thought. ’It’s almost as strong as Liu Yama’s Yama One-Slash. And by the looks of it, this isn’t even Ao Wubian’s full strength.’

"Sword Suppressing Sun and Moon."

Without hesitation, Ning Jiang directly activated the third form of his Divine Sword Technique. A Sword Aura as thin as autumn water flashed out and struck the Fist Seal.

But this normally all-powerful sword strike only managed to slice halfway through the Fist Seal before its power was exhausted. It wasn’t that Sword Suppressing Sun and Moon was weak; in the end, it was a matter of the gap in their Cultivation.

Right now, Ning Jiang was only at the Earth Martial Realm Middle Stage. If he were at the Earth Martial Realm Late Stage, the power of this sword strike would be completely different.

Seeing the massive fist continue to descend, Ning Jiang held his sword defensively in front of him. A moment later, the fist crashed into it. From the perspective of the onlookers, Ning Jiang seemed to have been struck by a high-speed meteor, his body sent flying backward uncontrollably by the giant fist.

SHHHRRR!

His feet scraped against the air, leaving two long white trails in the void. He was pushed back for thousands of feet before the fist finally dissipated.

’If my physical body weren’t so strong, I would have been seriously injured by that punch.’

Ning Jiang let out a soft breath, which carried the faint taste of blood. Though he had blocked the punch, the impact had still sent his internal qi and blood into turmoil. An ordinary person would have been flattened into a meat patty by such a blow.

"It seems the three Kings are still a cut above. Although Ning Jiang and the others are prodigies from the Hidden Dragon List, they’re ultimately lacking in foundation."

The crowd of Martial Artists could now see the disparity. Besides Ning Jiang, Gu Huaying and Little Dragon Girl were also being completely suppressed, clearly outmatched.

"Little bastard, how many of my punches can you take?" Ao Wubian sneered, throwing another earth-shattering punch.

’Looks like I need to get serious.’

Ning Jiang’s eyes narrowed. The aura around him changed abruptly, becoming thick with a sinister Ghost Qi.

"Sword Decides Life and Death!"