Chapter 637 - 632: The Vindictive Luo Wushuang

Chapter 637: Chapter 632: The Vindictive Luo Wushuang

In essence, Little Celestial King Luo Wushuang was merely a form condensed from the combined power of the Seven Great Kings. Although this construct shared Luo Wushuang’s appearance, it didn’t possess his Spiritual Wisdom.

Yet now, after Ning Jiang had cut him down with a single sword strike, Luo Wushuang’s form hadn’t dissipated. Instead, in a final resurgence, it had condensed a sliver of Spiritual Wisdom.

"It seems this array is not entirely useless."

Ning Jiang remarked lightly. For the array to be capable of forming even a sliver of Spiritual Wisdom, it must have some profound qualities.

"I haven’t been to the Six Eastern Provinces in decades. I never thought a member of the younger generation like you would appear here," Luo Wushuang lamented. "It seems a brilliant golden age has truly arrived. Not only is the Celestial Domain producing an endless stream of prodigies, with one figure after another of Celestial King potential rising to prominence, but even the Six Eastern Provinces refuse to be left behind."

His words resonated with many in the crowd. There were indeed more prodigies in this generation than ever before. But even being a prodigy no longer meant you were at the pinnacle. How many so-called prodigies had someone like Ning Jiang already trampled underfoot?

Sword King Body Ling Tianxu and Wind and Thunder Spirit Body Liu Fenglei had both become his stepping stones.

"I have no interest in listening to your nonsense."

Ning Jiang’s indifferent words caused the expressions of many in the crowd to change drastically.

"Insolent! How dare you be so arrogant before the Little Celestial King," the Celestial Sword King roared.

Who was the Little Celestial King? He was born with one of the Ten Great Royal Physiques and ranked among the top five on the Celestial List. A man like him stood at the very pinnacle of the Great Thousand Realms.

And yet, Ning Jiang dared to speak to him in such a tone. He was showing the Little Celestial King no respect whatsoever.

"Pay it no mind. Young people are all like this—they don’t know the meaning of reverence."

Luo Wushuang waved his hand dismissively, his eyes fixed on Ning Jiang. "Your talent is not bad. How about this? I’ll give you an opportunity. Pledge your allegiance to me, become my follower, and I can forgive you for your immense disrespect."

Luo Wushuang’s words stunned the crowd.

’Pledge allegiance to him? Isn’t that the same as asking Ning Jiang to become his slave?’ The crowd was aghast. The demand was an undeniable insult.

A cold sneer appeared on the faces of the Seven Great Kings. ’Who is Luo Wushuang?’ they thought. ’He has the potential to become a Celestial King and was a prodigy of stunning talent in his youth. A man like that is naturally proud and arrogant, one who looks down on the entire world. How could he possibly tolerate Ning Jiang’s disrespect?’

A King must not be dishonored, let alone a Top Level King like Luo Wushuang, who was on the verge of becoming a Celestial King.

But if Luo Wushuang was arrogant, Ning Jiang was even more so.

"Are you finished? If so, you can die now."

Ning Jiang clenched his fist and threw a punch.

BOOM.

The immense Fist Force formed a massive pillar of light that made the air explode as it instantly pierced through Luo Wushuang’s body.

"How many years has it been since anyone dared to defy me like this? Very good. I’ll remember you. Make an enemy of me, and I will show you that there is no place for you in all the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands."

Luo Wushuang’s gaze was frigid. As soon as he finished speaking, his body violently disintegrated.

His words, however, sent a chill down the spines of the countless Martial Artists present. Offending an expert ranked in the top five on the Celestial List was by no means a wise decision.

"Ning Jiang, you’re finished!" the Celestial Sword King gloated, certain that Ning Jiang had sealed his doom. "You probably don’t understand the Little Celestial King. He’s a truly malevolent figure. Anyone who dares to offend him has their entire sect wiped out, their entire clan exterminated!"

"That’s right, that’s exactly the Little Celestial King’s personality. He’s vengeful over the smallest slight. He’s nothing like Golden Cicada, who’s said to be as gentle as jade and rarely resorts to killing. The Little Celestial King is the complete opposite. He’s a ruthless man who will slaughter entire sects over the most trivial matters. He’s vicious, cold-blooded, and utterly wicked."

Whispers broke out all around.

"There’s a saying that it’s better to offend a true Celestial King than the Little Celestial King. I’ve heard that he enjoys torturing his victims, making them wish for death. He once imprisoned a man at Hawk-Release Cliff and let hawks peck at him for ten years. The man screamed for ten years, suffered for ten years—a decade of life worse than death."

Someone shuddered, their voice trembling.

Without a doubt, this Little Celestial King Luo Wushuang was no saint. He was a wicked, murderous madman.

"Ning Jiang, you’ve hit a dead end by offending the Little Celestial King. But I’ll show you a way out," the Infinite King sneered. "The Little Celestial King loves beautiful women. He once boasted he would gather all the beauties under heaven to build a harem of three thousand. I see your sister is quite a beauty. If you offer her to him, he might just spare your life."

Some men are fond of beautiful women, and the Little Celestial King was one of them.

Of course, what he truly enjoyed was the thrill of conquest. Back when he was in the Six Eastern Provinces, if he desired a woman, he would take her by force without a second thought. Those who submitted to him flourished; those who resisted perished. If a woman yielded, she became his. If she refused, no matter how beautiful she was, death was her only path.

He would rather destroy what he could not possess.

The Infinite King’s words made Ning Jiang’s eyes flash with a frigid light. Ning Yu’an was his reverse scale—the one person he would protect above all else. He wouldn’t have been this furious even if he had been insulted himself. But the Infinite King had made the fatal mistake of insulting Ning Yu’an!

"Infinite King, it seems you learned nothing from what happened a year ago. You will die today."

Killing intent surged from Ning Jiang, so palpable it was almost a physical presence, suffocating those nearby.

BOOM.

He threw a punch that seemed to pierce heaven and earth and throw yin and yang into chaos. It felt as if the entire world was contained within his fist—an all-conquering, unstoppable blow.

With the Seven Extremes Slaughter King Formation broken, the Seven Great Kings had already suffered a severe backlash and were heavily wounded. The Infinite King was in no condition to withstand such a blow.

"No!"

The Infinite King roared.

A brilliant radiance erupted from Ning Jiang’s fist and swept toward the Infinite King.

CRACK! CRACK!

The Infinite King hastily tried to block with the Celestial Spirit Artifact in his hand, but even an artifact as powerful as a Celestial Spirit Artifact began to crack, unable to withstand the immense power of Ning Jiang’s punch.

After all, this Celestial Spirit Artifact was only refined by a One-Star King. How strong could it be?

BANG!

A moment later, the Celestial Spirit Artifact shattered. The radiance of the punch continued unabated, slamming viciously into the Infinite King. He let out a wretched scream as his body exploded, and even his Primordial Spirit was utterly annihilated by the blow.

’The Infinite King has fallen.’

The hearts of the onlookers trembled violently. A King had finally been slain in this battle. The impact of this scene was unprecedented. How glorious was the Wuliang Palace that the Infinite King had founded? He was a titan who dominated the land; a single stomp of his foot could shake the Six Eastern Provinces.

In the minds of the people, the Infinite King was an old-guard King with a profound foundation and a majesty that was deeply ingrained in their hearts, far beyond the likes of the Extreme Heaven King.

Yet today, before everyone’s eyes, Ning Jiang had slaughtered a King with a single punch.

But the fall of the Infinite King was only the beginning. Ning Jiang’s gaze, as sharp as a sword, landed on the six remaining Kings!