Chapter 569 - 564: The Improvement of Sword Intent

Chapter 569: Chapter 564: The Improvement of Sword Intent

Ning Jiang held his sword in one hand and thrust. The strike was peculiar; visually, it seemed incredibly slow, but in reality, it happened in an instant. It was deceptively fast.

Facing this sword strike, the hair on Ao Wubian’s body stood on end as he sensed the danger.

In his perception, Ning Jiang had transformed into Yama of the Underworld, holding the Judge’s Pen to decide life and death with a single stroke.

This was a sword strike that decided life and death. It was as if Yama had marked the Book of Life and Death, and Black and White Impermanence had come to claim his soul.

His immensely domineering fist was instantly shattered by Ning Jiang’s sword. The Sword Aura then continued onward, striking him at a speed he couldn’t react to.

SHK!

His clothes were torn open, revealing a sword mark on his chest. A few Dragon Scales had shattered, and blood trickled from the wound.

"Damn it, what kind of Swordsmanship is this?"

Ao Wubian looked down at the wound on his chest, shocked and furious. Although it was just a minor, non-life-threatening injury, he knew that the sword strike had first broken the power of his fist before landing on him.

The power that actually struck him wasn’t even a third of the sword’s full might. If it had been a strike at full power, it definitely wouldn’t have been such a light wound.

Besides, in his eyes, Ning Jiang was nothing but an ant. He was a lofty King who could have killed Ning Jiang with a flick of his finger. To be wounded by him now was something he found even harder to accept.

’This old bastard really is tough as nails.’

Ning Jiang frowned slightly. When he was in the Earth Martial Realm Early Stage, he had killed Liu Yama in a single move with this very sword strike.

Of course, he had suffered a severe backlash that time, and his body had been on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, he had the Life Lotus, so there were no lasting consequences.

Now that his Cultivation had broken through to the Earth Martial Realm Middle Stage, he could use this sword strike, but not too many times. If he used it more than ten times, he wouldn’t be able to bear the strain.

"You little bastard! How dare you injure me! Prepare to face my wrath!"

With a ground-shaking stomp, Ao Wubian roared and threw another punch. The very air behind him seemed to collapse, forming visible cracks. An aura of Heaven and Earth Shattering power spread out, accompanying the immense force of his fist as it blasted forth to pulverize everything.

This punch was even more powerful than the last. Before, he had only used eighty percent of his strength, but now he was going all out.

"Sword Decides Life and Death."

Ning Jiang’s gaze was calm, his expression unchanged, as he used the same sword strike again.

The might of Ao Wubian’s fist crashed down like a raging sea, its momentum overwhelming. But Ning Jiang’s sword strike shattered that momentum directly, like a wave being split down the middle.

"ROAR!"

Ao Wubian let out a furious roar. He was wounded again by the sword strike, this time receiving a gash on his shoulder.

Being wounded by Ning Jiang’s sword twice in a row sent him into a towering rage. This was a deep humiliation that could only be washed away with Ning Jiang’s blood.

"Dragging this out will be disadvantageous for me," Ning Jiang murmured to himself. "I need to find an opportunity to land a crippling blow with a single strike."

"Kill!"

Ning Jiang let out a long cry as his aura condensed. Achieving Man and Sword as One, he charged toward Ao Wubian.

"Hmph? You want to fight me up close? In your dreams!"

Wary of Ning Jiang’s attack, Ao Wubian didn’t dare let him get close. As he retreated, he threw several punches in quick succession, the tyrannical attacks sweeping toward Ning Jiang like an avalanche.

But Ning Jiang charged forward, staking everything on this one move and radiating an unstoppable momentum. A sharp, soaring energy erupted from him, filling the entire area with countless streams of Sword Qi. The watching Martial Artists felt a sharp pain on their skin, as if being cut by blades.

This was the full eruption of Ning Jiang’s Sword Intent.

Like Sword Intent, there are different levels of mastery.

The Sword Intent Ning Jiang now wielded was far stronger than when he had first comprehended it. Before, his Sword Intent was merely an embryo, like a weapon that was not yet fully forged and still contained impurities.

Now, his Sword Intent had advanced further. It was like a weapon that had been repeatedly tempered to remove its impurities, transforming from an ordinary blade into a Divine Weapon that could slice through iron as if it were mud.

SHRRRIP!

The air tore with the sound of ripping cloth. Ning Jiang transformed into a streak of sword light, flashing past to appear right in front of Ao Wubian.

"Sword Decides Life and Death."

At this moment, Ao Wubian’s defenses were wide open. In Ning Jiang’s eyes, he was no different from a practice target.

He thrust his sword, aiming for Ao Wubian’s Dantian.

At their Realm, even if the physical body was destroyed, one could not be truly killed as long as their Primordial Spirit remained intact. However, the Dantian was the core of a Martial Artist’s power; it was essential for circulating one’s Cultivation.

If he destroyed Ao Wubian’s Dantian, Ao Wubian wouldn’t die, but he would be unable to circulate his power, leaving only his Primordial Spirit.

And when it came to dealing with a Primordial Spirit, Ning Jiang had the Divinity Sealing Tower and was completely confident he could suppress it.

"You want to destroy my Dantian? Dream on!"

Ao Wubian roared, dropping his arms and crossing them to shield his abdomen. Ning Jiang’s sword then stabbed into them.

SHK!

A spray of blood erupted. A bloody hole was pierced through both of his arms, and a wound also appeared on his abdomen.

’It failed.’

Ning Jiang felt no triumph. Although he had injured Ao Wubian, the strike had not reached his Dantian. The physical advantage of the Flood Dragon Clan had allowed Ao Wubian to protect it.

Anyone else would have long since been run through by Ning Jiang’s sword.

"Brat, I’ll kill you!"

Ao Wubian roared. After he was wounded, the spilled blood actually transformed into small Flood Dragons that pounced toward Ning Jiang.

"Blood Secret Technique, detonate!"

This was a Secret Technique of the Flood Dragon Clan. The blood-formed Flood Dragons flew in front of Ning Jiang and exploded violently.

BOOM!

A massive shockwave instantly enveloped the entire sky, swallowing Ning Jiang’s figure.

"As expected of a Celestial Martial Realm King. Even his blood can be used as a means of attack."

The crowd of Martial Artists exclaimed in shock, their eyes fixed on the sky. After the shockwave dissipated, Ning Jiang’s form was revealed. He was encased in his Thunder Dharma Body, but it was now tattered and torn, ravaged by the force of the explosion.

"My Cultivation is still a bit lacking," Ning Jiang said softly.

He glanced at Little Dragon Girl and Gu Huaying and saw that they were also fighting with all their might. A phantom of a True Dragon coiled around Little Dragon Girl. Under its influence, her aura surged, and in a short while, she was on equal footing with her opponent.

She had activated her Dragon Race Bloodline Power to enhance her strength. With this boost, Little Dragon Girl immediately began to suppress the Grand Elder of the Three-headed Snake Clan.

Above Gu Huaying’s head, a Five-Colored Divine Flower spun, casting down five-colored light that also enhanced her strength.

But Ning Jiang knew that this method of boosting one’s strength was not a long-term solution. Once time ran out, they would still be defeated!