Free Web NovelChapter 182: Chapter 179: King’s Body, Sacred Body, Dao Body
The Ice Soul Sword transformed into a streak of white light and shot past.
A decapitated head flew high into the air. As everyone watched, the entire area fell deathly silent.
A Spirit Realm Master... had fallen, just like that!
Countless people stared, dumbfounded.
It was a sight they would never forget!
A Martial Artist might have many important memories in their lifetime, but this scene would undoubtedly rank among the most prominent, replaying in their minds time and time again.
Killing a Spirit Realm Master was not, in itself, extraordinary. In the vast Great Thousand Realms, people died every second of every day. Among them were not just Spirit Realm Masters, but even experts of the Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm in no short supply.
But for someone to kill a Spirit Realm Master while only at the Innate Realm...
That was beyond shocking!
The gap between the Innate Realm and the Spirit Realm was like the difference between heaven and earth, an elephant and an ant.
Based on the power Lin Tiantian had displayed, a single strike of his Shattering Gold Finger could have ended the Vajra King’s life.
Yet such a powerhouse had died at the hands of Ning Jiang.
"Throughout history, those who could kill a Spirit Realm cultivator while only in the Innate Realm must be considered top-level prodigies, even across all Six Eastern Provinces!"
The crowd gazed in awe at the white-haired figure in the sky.
"His stage is not Cyan Cloud Country."
"That’s right. Cyan Cloud Country is too small for him. The Six Eastern Provinces beyond are his true world."
Cries of astonishment rang out one after another.
Those who had previously been jealous of Ning Jiang could only smile wryly now, their envy replaced by pure reverence.
When someone soars too high and the gap becomes too vast, jealousy becomes meaningless.
One might envy the height of a mountain, but one does not envy the sun and moon in the sky.
The sun and moon are simply unreachable.
Young Master Soaring Dragon clenched his fists. He, too, felt the immense gap, but his resolve did not waver. His gaze only grew firmer. ’I will catch up to you!’
SHIING.
Ning Jiang sheathed his Ice Soul Sword and inspected it. The runes within the blade had dimmed slightly. After this battle, it would need some time to recover.
Nevertheless, he was quite satisfied with the sword’s power. With it, he could face some Spirit Realm Masters without fear.
Of course, killing Lin Tiantian didn’t make him arrogant enough to think he was invincible.
’There are different tiers within the Spirit Realm. Someone like Lin Tiantian, who didn’t even have a Spiritual Artifact, was among the weakest.’
’If I were to face a Spirit Realm Master from a Major Sect, who had superior Cultivation and Martial Techniques on top of a Spiritual Artifact, I wouldn’t be guaranteed a victory.’
’After this battle, I really need to focus on improving my own strength.’
Ning Jiang thought to himself. A Spiritual Artifact was, after all, an external object and not something to be overly reliant on. What truly mattered was one’s own power.
’If my Cultivation reaches the Innate Limit, or if I achieve Golden Body Perfection, I’ll be able to face the Spirit Realm without fear.’
’Especially the Sun and Moon Divine Eye.’
’Once I successfully cultivate this Divine Eye, I’ll have what it takes to contend with top-level prodigies.’
’And what are top-level prodigies?’
’Physiques like the King’s Body, the Sacred Body, and the Dao Body.’
’In my eyes, a King’s Body, like Ling Tianxu’s Sword King Body, only qualifies as a prodigy.’
’Only a Sacred Body can be considered a top-level prodigy.’
’As for the Dao Body... no more than ten have ever appeared throughout history. That kind of physique is terrifying to the extreme.’
’An Innate Realm cultivator born with a Dao Body could probably kill a Spirit Realm Master with a single finger.’
’With my current strength, even contending with a King’s Body would be a struggle.’
’Against a Sacred Body, I would be no match at all. And if I encountered a Dao Body, I would have to run for my life.’
’Therefore, the Sun and Moon Divine Eye is absolutely crucial for me!’
"Little Brother won."
Ning Yu’an let out a long sigh of relief. It would be a lie to say she hadn’t been nervous.
At this moment, her beautiful eyes held a distant look, filled with both joy and sorrow.
Joy for Ning Jiang’s excellence, and sorrow because she knew his journey would inevitably take him beyond Cyan Cloud Country.
’Will I be able to keep up with him then?’
"Jiang’Er is becoming more and more exceptional."
The couple, Li Qingyun and Ning Changfeng, smiled.
Everyone from Kunlun let out a collective sigh of relief.
Years ago, Ning Jiang had been severely wounded by a Spirit Realm Powerhouse and lay in a coma for several months, which was arguably the greatest blow Kunlun had ever suffered. Naturally, they were all incredibly tense during this battle.
"After this battle, Young Master Wushuang has ascended to the pinnacle of Cyan Cloud. I don’t think anyone will object to calling him Cyan Cloud’s number one anymore, right?"
"There’s still Sword King Chu Bai, but at best, he’s also in the Innate Realm. Logically, he shouldn’t be a match for Young Master Wushuang either."
The crowd buzzed with discussion. The Ning Jiang of today was truly invincible in Cyan Cloud.
"Young Master Wushuang, peerless in the world!"
Someone started the chant, and instantly, the entire crowd joined in.
Young Master Wushuang, peerless in the world.
The chant rolled out like booming thunder, shaking heaven and earth. frёewebnoѵēl.com
By killing a Spirit Realm Master while at the Innate Realm, he had, with this one battle, completely won them over.
Even searching through all the geniuses in the history of Cyan Cloud Country, no one like Ning Jiang had ever appeared.
’Peerless in the world? This is only being peerless in Cyan Cloud.’
Listening to the tsunami-like cheers from the crowd, Ning Jiang did not grow arrogant. He still had a long road ahead of him.
SWOOSH.
He appeared before Ning Yu’an and the others.
"Little Brother, are you hurt?"
Ning Yu’an and the others gathered around him worriedly. Just now, when Lin Tiantian had attacked them, Ning Jiang had been forced to withstand more than ten strikes of the Shattering Gold Finger.
"It’s fine. Just a few minor scratches, nothing serious," Ning Jiang said calmly.
With his constitution, he would recover after a little rest and recuperation.
"Let’s go back."
Ning Jiang said, leading his group away.
"We respectfully see you off, Young Master Wushuang."
The crowd cupped their fists in unison, paying their respects to this invincible powerhouse who had reached the pinnacle of Cyan Cloud.
Not even the two Kings were an exception. Although they were older than Ning Jiang, they had to respect his power.
"It’s time to head back to the Sect. Ning Jiang, I’m sure we’ll meet again!"
Young Master Soaring Dragon turned and left with wide, decisive strides.
"The Lin Family is finished."
The remaining Martial Artists sighed as they looked at the corpses of the Lin Family members.
Nearly all of the Lin Family’s experts had died here. Those whom the Lin Family had offended in the past would now descend upon them, one by one.
Cyan Cloud’s First Family had been dragged down from its divine pedestal by a single youth.
...
As the Martial Artists dispersed, news of this battle swept across Cyan Cloud Country like rolling celestial thunder.
Peerless in the world.
These four words were now truly accepted by the countless Martial Artists of Cyan Cloud Country.
Ever since Ning Jiang had suppressed Pill King Valley with his sword and earned the title of Young Master Wushuang, he had faced constant doubt. The doubts mostly vanished—more than ninety percent of them—after he defeated two Kings in a row at the Qingjiang River, but some still remained.
Finally, on Cyan Cloud Mountain, Ning Jiang had defeated Young Master Soaring Dragon of "Innate Invincibility" and slain a Spirit Realm Master.
After he displayed such unstoppable might, who would dare to question him now? fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
"In Cyan Cloud Country, he’s already invincible in this era. I suppose he’ll leave, just like those sects from a hundred years ago, right?"
People remarked with a sigh.
「Three days later, on the eighteenth of the eighth month,」
a piece of news once again shook the land.
Someone had seen a middle-aged man at the Qingjiang River who, with a casual wave of his sleeve, parted the river’s waters!
The moment the news spread...
a single name flashed through the minds of countless Martial Artists—
Sword King Chu Bai!
