Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 257: Chapter 253: Annihilating with a Single Sword, Delivering Heaven’s Justice

Inside the cave.

"Congratulations, Brother Tang Lin." As soon as Tang Lin broke through, the others offered their congratulations.

For the Yanyue Sect, this was a joyous occasion.

"Thank you, Ninth Elder."

Tang Lin looked at Ning Jiang with gratitude. He knew that Ning Jiang was the one who had brought about this change; without him, they wouldn’t have been strong enough to obtain even a single stalk of Blood Spirit Ginseng.

"Since you’ve called me Ninth Elder, there’s no need for thanks," Ning Jiang said with a wave of his hand.

Hm?

Suddenly, he sensed something. His brow furrowed as he pulled a Jade Scroll from his robes.

On the side of the Jade Scroll inscribed with the three words "Floating Snow Hall," a crack had appeared.

"Floating Snow Hall is in trouble."

Tang Lin and the others immediately understood that something serious had happened.

"According to our agreement, our three sects are allied. If any one sect is in trouble, the others must come to their aid. Ninth Elder, should we set out now?" Zi Yunfei asked.

"There’s no need."

Ning Jiang shook his head. "I’ll go alone. If you came with me, you’d only slow me down. Wait here. I’ll be right back."

As his voice fell, Ning Jiang took a step and soared into the sky.

A black light coalesced, forming a Heaven-Devouring Sparrow.

Following his breakthrough in Cultivation, his control over the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow Dharma Body had become much more deft. At that moment, the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow spread its wings and flew high, with him standing on its back, riding the wind.

"SCREECH!"

The moment he reached a high altitude, Iron-Bone Birds swooped in to attack.

They had previously chosen to travel on foot through the forest precisely because the sky was teeming with Iron-Bone Birds. Flying was too conspicuous and invited attacks.

But now, alone, Ning Jiang couldn’t care less. With his strength, dealing with these Iron-Bone Birds was a trivial matter.

"Get lost."

Standing on the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow’s back, Ning Jiang flicked his sleeve, and a torrent of purple Thunderbolt Power erupted like a tidal wave, annihilating the incoming Iron-Bone Birds.

"So strong."

The members of the Yanyue Sect watched from below as Ning Jiang advanced with unstoppable momentum, scattering the attacking Iron-Bone Birds in terror.

In just a few moments, Ning Jiang vanished from their sight.

...

SWISH SWISH SWISH.

One group fled while the other pursued.

"BOOM!"

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a figure was sent flying backward like a scarecrow, violently spitting up blood. He fell to the ground, motionless, his life-force clearly gone.

"Junior Brother!"

Liu Bingxue glanced back, her eyes instantly filling with grief and indignation. A disciple of Floating Snow Hall had been caught by Hu Hao and killed with a single palm strike.

"Liu Bingxue, you can’t escape my grasp! No woman I, Hu Hao, have set my sights on has ever escaped!"

Hu Hao licked his lips and grinned, a demonic sight that sent a chill down the spine.

Liu Bingxue’s eyes were filled with sorrow. She clenched her silver teeth. "All of you, go! I’ll stay behind. Even if I have to take him down with me, I’ll use a Forbidden Technique of Floating Snow Hall to kill him today."

As she spoke, she coughed lightly, spitting up blood.

It was an injury from her earlier clash with Hu Hao. As one of the three titans of the Evil Spirit Sect, Hu Hao’s strength surpassed even the Twin Sword Sons of the Star Sword Sect. He was likely only a fraction weaker than Jian Xinghe.

And Liu Bingxue’s strength was less than that of the Twin Sword Sons, so how could she possibly be a match for Hu Hao?

Moreover, the Evil Spirit Sect’s lineup was formidable. Besides Hu Hao, they had more than a dozen other top-tier experts.

"Senior Sister, we won’t leave! We’ll fight him to the death if we have to!" the other Floating Snow Hall disciples roared, their eyes bloodshot.

"Nonsense! If you leave now and buy some time, we might be able to hold out for reinforcements from the Yanyue Sect and the War Elephant Sect. If you all die here, I will be a sinner to Floating Snow Hall."

Liu Bingxue’s tone was severe. She had crushed the Jade Scroll at the first sign of trouble, so Ning Jiang and the others should already know she was in danger. The only problem was distance. Who knew how far away they were?

"Senior Sister, even if the War Elephant Sect arrives, they won’t be a match for the Evil Spirit Sect unless that person from the Yanyue Sect takes action."

A Floating Snow Hall disciple spoke with a face full of despair. "Besides, even if he came, he might not be willing to save us. This is the Evil Spirit Sect, after all. Not just anyone would dare to offend them."

"As long as he comes, he will definitely help!" Liu Bingxue had faith in Ning Jiang’s character.

"Are you done talking? Get them!" Hu Hao ordered coldly.

"Heh heh, Brother Hao, after you’ve had your fun, don’t forget about us brothers," an Evil Spirit Sect disciple said, his eyes filled with depraved thoughts.

"Don’t worry. After I’m tired of her, I’ll let you all have a taste," Hu Hao said without any reservation, already treating Liu Bingxue as a prize he had won.

Watching the members of the Evil Spirit Sect surround them, a hint of despair flashed in Liu Bingxue’s eyes. ’Am I going to die here today?’

She let out a miserable laugh as an incredibly cold aura began to emanate from her Dantian.

"Not good, she’s trying to self-detonate her Dantian!" Hu Hao’s expression changed drastically. "Little beauty, I won’t let you die so easily."

BOOM!

His aura surged as he prepared to strike.

"CRACKLE!"

Suddenly, a bolt of purple Thunderbolt descended from the sky, landing in front of Hu Hao and blocking his path.

"Who’s there?"

Everyone was startled. They looked up to see a figure in white robes with white hair, standing on the back of a massive black bird, his indifferent gaze surveying everything below.

"He’s finally here."

Seeing Ning Jiang, Liu Bingxue let out a long sigh of relief.

"Sorry, I’m a step late."

Ning Jiang leaped down and surveyed the scene. There were two corpses of Floating Snow Hall disciples on the ground, and Liu Bingxue’s aura was extremely weak. The front of her snow-white robes was stained red with her own blood, cutting a pathetic figure.

"Hm? Who are you, daring to ruin my fun? Kid, let me give you a piece of advice. If you want to play the hero saving the damsel, you’d better check if you have the strength for it."

Hu Hao’s gaze was like a knife, stabbing at Ning Jiang’s face.

"Hu Hao of the Evil Spirit Sect."

Ning Jiang recognized the man. Back outside, Liu Bingxue had mainly focused on describing Madman Tu, but she hadn’t neglected to mention the other two masters.

He knew of this Hu Hao’s penchant for beautiful women. He was infamous in Lei Province, having ruined countless innocent women. But because he was from the Evil Spirit Sect and had a powerful background, no one had ever been able to touch him.

"Oh? You know my name, yet you still dare to stand in my way? Are you looking to die?" Hu Hao asked.

"Hu Hao, don’t be so arrogant. Young Master Ning defeated Jian Xinghe and is now the number one expert of Qing Province’s younger generation. I advise you to retreat at once."

Liu Bingxue was a sharp woman. She knew the Evil Spirit Sect was not to be trifled with, so she was hoping to make them back down peacefully.

"What? He’s the number one of Qing Province’s younger generation? I don’t believe it!"

Hu Hao snorted coldly and strode forward. The ground cracked with every step he took.

"Kid, take a few of my moves. Let me see what this so-called number one is really made of!"

BOOM.

He whipped his arm, his fist lashing out like a great spear. A gray-colored energy, terrifyingly corrosive, swirled around it.

THUD!

With a tremendous noise, Ning Jiang threw a punch of his own.

The moment they clashed, Hu Hao’s expression changed dramatically. He felt as if Ning Jiang’s Thunder Power was utterly indestructible. A terrifying Power surged toward him, forcing him back ten steps in a row, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

"What?"

The other Evil Spirit Sect disciples were shocked. Among the sects from Lei Province that had entered this time, Hu Hao’s strength ranked in the top five, yet he was sent flying back by a single punch from Ning Jiang?

"Again."

Unwilling to admit defeat, Hu Hao charged forward once more, clashing with Ning Jiang.

Over the next few exchanges, he grew more and more alarmed. He was being completely suppressed by Ning Jiang.

’This kid’s strength... only Madman Tu could possibly suppress him.’

No matter how unwilling Hu Hao was, he had to admit that Ning Jiang’s strength was indeed a cut above his own.

"Interesting. I’ll let you go this time. But I imagine Madman Tu would be very interested in you."

Hu Hao smiled coldly. Madman Tu was a battle fiend who loved nothing more than fighting strong opponents.

"Hold on. Did I say you could leave?"

Just as they were about to depart, Ning Jiang’s voice rang out, stunning the entire crowd.

"Young Master Ning?" Liu Bingxue looked at Ning Jiang in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"What did you say? You won’t let us leave? Don’t tell me you intend to kill us? Even if you had the guts, would you dare?"

Hu Hao sneered. His identity as a member of the Evil Spirit Sect was an Immunity Token, allowing them to do as they pleased.

"That’s right. I do intend to kill you."

Ning Jiang’s eyes narrowed, his expression indifferent. "You people have committed countless evils. Especially you, Hu Hao. How many innocent women have you harmed? For a person like you, if I don’t kill you, should I just let you continue to harm others?"

This had always been the path Ning Jiang followed.

Whenever he encountered villains, he would kill them if he could.

"Kill us? Aren’t you afraid of the Evil Spirit Sect’s wrath?" Hu Hao’s eyes narrowed.

"Forget the Evil Spirit Sect. Even if the Celestial King himself were here, I would still kill you today. If you must blame someone, blame yourself for deserving to die!"

An unprecedented sharpness shone in Ning Jiang’s eyes. "Besides, if I kill all of you here today, who’s to know it was me?"

CLANG!

As his voice fell, a sword chimed.

The Ice Soul Sword was unsheathed, and its sharp, intimidating Sword Qi radiated outward, causing everyone’s expression to change.

This was the first time Ning Jiang had drawn his sword since entering the Profound Celestial Ancient Land.

He had decided to kill!

"Kid, you dare!" Hu Hao roared.

"Winter’s End."

The only answer Hu Hao received was a single strike from Ning Jiang’s sword.

Winter’s End, the fourth technique of the Four Seasons Sword Technique. At the Qing Province tournament, Ning Jiang had used this very move to defeat Jian Xinghe. Its power was limitless.

"AH!"

A scream rang out, then vanished. The Sword Aura bloomed, and a destructive presence swept forth. In a mere instant, Hu Hao, a titan among the younger generation, was dismembered by the single sword strike as if he were made of tofu.

The remaining Sword Aura continued its sweep, killing all dozen or so of the Evil Spirit Sect’s top-tier experts.

HISS!

The few from Floating Snow Hall gasped, staring dumbfounded at the corpses strewn across the ground.

With just one strike, all the experts from the Evil Spirit Sect had been annihilated?

"I think he’s just like Madman Tu from the Evil Spirit Sect. He deserves to be called a madman too!"

The faces of the Floating Snow Hall disciples turned pale. Before, they thought that even if Ning Jiang arrived, he might not dare to offend the Evil Spirit Sect.

Who would have thought that Ning Jiang would kill every last one of them with a single stroke of his sword? What kind of ruthless method was that? Even Jian Xinghe wouldn’t dare to do such a thing.

"As Cultivators, we must enact justice for the heavens," Ning Jiang said, his face devoid of expression as he sheathed his sword and left.