Chapter 591: Reborn from a Desperate Plight

Chapter 591 -586: Reborn from a Desperate Plight

RUMBLE…

It was like a meteor collision, a volcanic eruption, an earth-shattering cataclysm. Terrifying shockwaves erupted continuously, and the sheer power made the hearts of the spectators pound in their chests.

Every punch, every move, could have severely injured any one of them.

A sense of awe involuntarily rose in their hearts. The strength Ning Jiang displayed was simply too great; he was like an invincible young Celestial King.

“It’s been over a thousand moves, and they still haven’t determined a winner.”

“Their strengths are perfectly matched. And Ning Jiang is just too powerful—the stronger he is, the harder it is to overcome himself.”

Everyone watched the battle with rapt attention. Before the final result was clear, no one could tell who would win.

Suddenly, both Ning Jiang and his copy stopped at the same time.

Each of them activated the Heaven-Devouring Demon Skill, frantically devouring the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to replenish their spent energy.

‘This is the first time…’

Ning Jiang murmured. How difficult was this battle? At this very moment, the Spiritual Qi in his body was almost completely depleted. This had never happened before.

It was unimaginable that he could exhaust his Spiritual Qi and still not defeat his opponent.

After pausing for the time it takes half a stick of incense to burn, the two charged out once more. They stomped on the lake’s surface, causing the water to explode and sending monstrous waves surging into the air.

Like cannonballs fired from their chambers, Ning Jiang and his copy violently collided.

They had abandoned their swords, relying purely on their Physical Power to fight.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Their fists met again and again. Their right fists burned with a golden Flame, while their left fists roiled with frigid air, sending snowflakes dancing. The power of the Sun and Moon Divine Eye was completely integrated into their Fist Technique.

This Fist Technique was so tyrannical that a single move could kill one of the Ten Great Earth Martial Realms. Yet, even after trading hundreds of blows, they still hadn’t determined a winner.

SWOOSH.

The two figures retreated ten zhang, facing each other from a distance.

At this moment, both of their fists were dripping with blood. Under the force of such collisions, even bodies as strong as theirs couldn’t endure it. The flesh on their knuckles had been stripped away, revealing the bone beneath—a shocking sight.

Moreover, bloody lines had begun to appear all over their bodies. If they continued fighting like this, their physical forms would collapse.

“God-Slaying Blade!”

Suddenly, a small blade flew out from between Ning Jiang’s eyebrows. This was the God Obliteration Technique, a Top Level Refining God Technique.

SHIIING.

The small blade tore through the sky at an unparalleled speed.

The copy’s expression remained unchanged. It possessed the same thoughts as Ning Jiang, like a mirror reflecting his every action.

It also activated the God Obliteration Technique, firing out a God-Slaying Blade of its own.

The two small blades were only the size of a thumb, but the sharp fluctuations emanating from them terrified even the many Martial Artists watching through the crystal screen.

BANG.

After the collision, a storm of Divine Sense spread out in all directions.

The next moment, this Divine Sense storm was cleaved apart.

Two even sharper fluctuations emerged simultaneously from between the eyebrows of Ning Jiang and his copy. The Godslaying Sword, a level stronger than the God-Slaying Blade, materialized and shot forth.

Following this, Ning Jiang and his copy descended into a complete frenzy, clashing wildly.

Sword Technique, Fist Technique, Primordial Spirit Power, Sun and Moon Divine Eye…

「Meanwhile, in another part of the Linglong Tower.」

The space on the Ninth Floor was shrouded in rolling darkness. This darkness came from two sources: one was Xuanyuan Bi’an, and the other was, naturally, his copy.

“Cough, cough…”

Xuanyuan Bi’an coughed up blood. He was injured, and not lightly; there were even fragments of internal organs mixed in with the blood.

Similarly, the copy opposite him was also coughing up blood.

“To think I would one day fight myself. Since the day I was born, this is the first time anyone has ever managed to injure me.”

Xuanyuan Bi’an wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes grew darker and darker, as if they were devouring all light and bringing forth an endless darkness.

“Kill,” he uttered coldly. As he did, sharp black thorns, like long spears, materialized from the darkness and shot toward his copy.

“Black Coffin.”

At the same time, he activated another tyrannical technique. The roiling darkness compressed, forming something like a coffin that sought to seal his copy inside.

But the copy unleashed the exact same moves: first, the endless thorns, and then a Black Coffin of its own.

SPURT.

Xuanyuan Bi’an and his copy both spat blood at the same time, each of them wounded.

“Black Abyss!”

Xuanyuan Bi’an’s eyes flew open, and a pitch-black abyss appeared. This abyss was like the gaping maw of a Demon, cracking open as if to devour everything, or even to tear the very void asunder.

This was an absolutely terrifying technique. Xuanyuan Bi’an had once used this move to carve a ten-li-long abyss into the earth, causing catastrophic destruction.

“Black Abyss.”

The copy opposite him uttered the same two words. Its pitch-black abyss cracked forward, and their attacks collided.

No light appeared; everything was devoured by darkness. But a terrifying wave of Energy erupted outwards, and the two figures were unable to withstand it, thrown back several thousand zhang.

“Dark Ghost Touch!”

Xuanyuan Bi’an swallowed the blood that rose in his throat and attacked again. Massive, dark tentacles coiled forward, like a demon’s appendages emerging from a Bottomless Abyss to drag its victim down, never to see the light of day again.

“Xuanyuan Bi’an must be in the middle of a world-shaking battle as well. If only we could see what’s happening inside.”

The crowd outside the Linglong Tower was filled with regret.

Xuanyuan Bi’an’s ability to reach the Ninth Floor was unquestionable proof of his strength. Yet, so far, the spectators remained completely ignorant of his methods.

“Ning Jiang is caught in a bitter struggle. It’s been two thousand moves, and there’s still no winner.”

“This is too brutal. Is it really so difficult to overcome oneself?”

Watching Ning Jiang’s plight, everyone felt a heaviness in their hearts.

At this moment, Ning Jiang was covered in blood. He and his copy lay motionless on the ground. Both had fought to the point of utter exhaustion and were now desperately activating the Heaven-Devouring Demon Skill, doing everything they could to recover.

This was already the second time Ning Jiang had reached the point of complete exhaustion!

The way things were going, they might not be able to determine a winner even if he became exhausted a third, fourth, or even a fifth time.

…

“Hahaha, I understand!”

On the other side, Xuanyuan Bi’an suddenly threw his head back and laughed, a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

BOOM.

Suddenly, his figure shot forward. His aura was one of unstoppable advance, of burning his bridges, of disregarding his own life and death. He charged with an air of one willing to die, a resolution that had completely abandoned the concept of survival.

Even if death lay ahead, he would not turn back.

“Perish with me!”

Xuanyuan Bi’an laughed manically. At this moment, he cast aside all regard for his own life, intending to take his copy down with him.

A flicker of fear suddenly appeared in the copy’s eyes. Then, its entire body shattered with a BOOM.

“Just as I thought. The test here is to overcome the fear of life and death. To overcome that is to overcome oneself,” Xuanyuan Bi’an laughed heartily. “This is what it means to find life in the face of certain death!”