Chapter 636 - 631: The Might of One Sword

Chapter 636: Chapter 631: The Might of One Sword

Many from the older generation had seen Little Celestial King Luo Wushuang in person. The youth who appeared now had a commanding presence, his figure tall and straight, exuding the majestic air of a world-ruling sovereign.

His eyes were like two black holes. His gaze was incredibly focused, yet it was impossible to tell where he was looking. A single glance was enough to feel as if one’s very soul was being drawn in.

"That’s right. He is indeed Little Celestial King Luo Wushuang."

The Celestial Sword King spoke, confirming the figure’s identity.

Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked. This was a renowned figure in the Celestial Domain. Even if he couldn’t compare to the Four Great Kings, he was still an existence at the absolute pinnacle. And who was to say that one day, the Little Celestial King wouldn’t truly step into the Celestial King Realm and carve his name into the annals of history.

’To think this Array could condense a projection of the Little Celestial King. I wonder how Ning Jiang will respond?’

The crowd turned to look at Ning Jiang.

’Three-Stars Combat Power.’

Ning Jiang instantly assessed the battle power of the condensed Little Celestial King. The Seven Extremes Slaughter King Formation had perfectly concentrated the power of the seven of them.

Moreover, this wasn’t ordinary Three-Stars Combat Power. To be precise, it was Peak Three-Stars Battle Power, approaching Four-Stars.

"Ning Jiang, do you feel the disparity now? Before the Seven Extremes Slaughter King Formation, you will be suppressed, no matter how astonishingly talented you are."

The Celestial Sword King’s voice was like thunder, shaking the void.

"What a joke. If the real Luo Wushuang were here, he might pose a threat to me. This is merely an Array. So what if it has condensed an Array Spirit?" Ning Jiang shook his head.

"Arrogant."

The Seven Great Kings had long known that Ning Jiang was incredibly arrogant and held nothing in his eyes. At this point, they couldn’t be bothered to say any more.

"Kill."

With a single thought from the seven, Luo Wushuang raised his palm and struck. A vast wave of Magical Power, as boundless as the sea, surged forth—dozens of times stronger than any of their individual powers.

Countless Martial Artists nearly fainted under this pressure.

’Ning Jiang, no matter how perfectly you wield your Magical Power, a gap in raw strength isn’t so easily bridged!’ The Celestial Sword King sneered.

Ning Jiang’s combat power was only at the One-Star King level, but his perfect control of Magical Power allowed him to hold his own against a Two-Stars King. But now, the Little Celestial King formed by the Seven Extremes Slaughter King Formation had battle power approaching that of a Four-Stars King. There was no way Ning Jiang could withstand this.

"You think that was my full power?"

Ning Jiang’s expression didn’t change; he remained as composed as ever.

BOOM!

A massive surge of power erupted from his body, soaring into the sky. His aura climbed steadily, and in an instant, it was on par with Luo Wushuang’s.

The Celestial Martial Exquisite Armor—this was a Three-Stars Treasure Armor!

This was the full power of the Treasure Armor. However, unleashing this full power was more than even Ning Jiang’s body could bear.

"How is that possible?"

The Seven Great Kings were stunned.

"No, his body can’t withstand this power." The Celestial Sword King’s gaze narrowed. He saw cracks appearing all over Ning Jiang’s body, like fine porcelain about to shatter.

The power of a One-Star King was already the limit of what Ning Jiang could endure. As for the power of a Three-Stars King, he couldn’t withstand it, not even having mastered the arts of the Heaven-Devouring Sect. Right now, he was like a balloon about to burst; his meridians, his Dantian, every part of his body was on the verge of exploding.

’I can only hold on for three breaths. Any longer, and my body won’t take it!’

Ning Jiang whispered to himself. The power of a Three-Stars King was too immense, unless his own Realm rose further.

’However, three breaths are more than enough for me!’

Often, victory and defeat could be decided in an instant.

SWOOSH.

Ning Jiang took a step forward, and his figure vanished. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Celestial Sword King.

"Celestial Sword King, let me borrow your Treasure Sword."

Ning Jiang reached out, and the Celestial Sword King’s sword was instantly in his hand.

"How dare you!"

The Celestial Sword King was furious. To a Sword Cultivator, their Treasure Sword was no different from a second life. For Ning Jiang to snatch his sword right in front of him was a blatant humiliation.

He immediately moved to get his sword back.

However, Ning Jiang shot him a cold glance that plunged him into an icy abyss. It was a gaze of absolute calm, but deep within it lay a sharpness that could tear through anything.

"Hmph, so what if you took my sword? I have refined this sword for several hundred years. It is my lifebound weapon. Even if you have it, you can’t wield it."

The Celestial Sword King sneered endlessly. This Celestial Spirit Artifact was like his own arm; even if Ning Jiang took it, he would never be able to control it.

Sure enough, the Treasure Sword began to vibrate violently in Ning Jiang’s hand, releasing a sharp aura as it tried to escape his grasp. The sword had already developed its own will—an Artifact Spirit—and this Artifact Spirit was now resisting Ning Jiang.

"To be used by me is your good fortune. But since you dare to resist me, what use is there in keeping you?!"

Ning Jiang snorted. An immense power surged directly into the Treasure Sword. Instantly, the sword let out a mournful cry. At the same time, Ning Jiang forced a drop of blood from his fingertip and smeared it on the blade.

The blood immediately transformed into golden Taiyang Divine Fire and began to burn fiercely.

"Stop!"

The Celestial Sword King’s expression changed drastically. He understood what Ning Jiang was doing—he was destroying his Treasure Sword.

However, how could he possibly stop what Ning Jiang was determined to do?

"Sever."

With a wave of his arm, Ning Jiang slashed down. In that instant, the renowned Celestial Spirit Artifact that had accompanied the Celestial Sword King for so many years crumbled and disintegrated, transforming into a golden Sword Aura that connected heaven and earth as it slashed toward Little Celestial King Luo Wushuang.

No words could describe this strike.

The Sword Aura stretched for tens of thousands of feet, spanning the heavens. From afar, it looked as though the entire void was being split in two. As the slash descended, it left a golden curtain of light across the void.

The figure of Little Celestial King Luo Wushuang had no time to react before it was struck. At the same time, the bodies of the Seven Great Kings shook violently, and they all spat out mouthfuls of blood.

"How is that possible?"

The seven stared in disbelief. The Celestial Sword King, in particular, was ashen-faced. Ning Jiang had destroyed his Lifebound Treasure Sword, dealing him an unimaginably devastating blow, both mentally and physically.

"Is it so hard to believe? I told you before. What can a mere Array do to me?"

Ning Jiang said indifferently. He never went back on his word. Although everything he said sounded arrogant and outrageous, each one of his prophecies came true.

"Interesting. To think that in the Six Eastern Provinces of Xiaoxiao, someone could actually break my Seven Extremes Slaughter King Formation, and someone so young at that."

The figure of Little Celestial King Luo Wushuang did not dissipate. Instead, it suddenly spoke, a flicker of Spiritual Wisdom appearing in its eyes.

"Hm? A final burst of brilliance, condensing a flicker of Spiritual Wisdom." Ning Jiang’s gaze shifted toward it.