Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 288: Chapter 284: Dueling the Immortal Realm

The Star Sword Sect.

Towering peaks, so tall they pierced the heavens, shot up from the ground. Waterfalls cascaded down the mountainsides like silver dragons, and grand palaces were scattered everywhere.

As the only Upper Grade Sect in Qing Province, the sheer presence of the Star Sword Sect was enough to inspire awe in any who came here.

「In the assembly hall.」

The upper echelons of the Sect had gathered and were engaged in a heated discussion.

"The Grand Elder was killed, and Xinghe and the Twin Sword Sons also died at Ning Jiang’s hands! How can our Star Sword Sect not avenge such a blood feud?"

"Exactly! The Yanyue Sect is too arrogant! They think that with Meng Daoyi protecting them, they can do whatever they please. If this continues, who will take our Star Sword Sect seriously anymore? We must make the Yanyue Sect pay in blood for this!"

News of what happened in the desert had already reached the Star Sword Sect, and everyone was brimming with killing intent.

Ning Jiang had been too ruthless this time. Not only did he kill their Grand Elder, but he also buried their entire generation of most outstanding disciples. This was a devastating blow to the Star Sword Sect.

Without an infusion of new blood, the Star Sword Sect would only decline.

"However, how we proceed still depends on the Sect Leader’s decision. The Vice Sect Leader has already gone to see him. We should have news soon."

"The Vice Sect Leader is here."

Just then, a figure entered through the doorway with a Dragon Walk and Tiger Stride. It was none other than Vice Sect Leader Yang Mucheng.

"Vice Sect Leader, what are the Sect Leader’s thoughts?"

"Everyone, I heard your conversation just now. Rest assured, the Sect Leader feels the same way you do. The Star Sword Sect and the Yanyue Sect cannot exist under the same sky!" Yang Mucheng’s tone was ice-cold.

"Then has the Sect Leader figured out how to deal with Meng Daoyi?"

"Without Meng Daoyi, the Yanyue Sect is nothing to worry about."

Meng Daoyi had once stormed the Star Sword Sect and forced them to bow their heads. That incident had always been a thorn in their side.

"This time, the Sect Leader plans to form an alliance and use the Evil Spirit Sect’s power to eradicate the Yanyue Sect. In fact, he already left just now for the Evil Spirit Sect to discuss this matter. When the Sect Leader returns, the Evil Spirit Sect’s army will likely arrive with him."

Yang Mucheng said.

"Haha, that’s excellent! With the Evil Spirit Sect joining us, we can crush the Yanyue Sect with a flip of a hand."

"Not just the Yanyue Sect—the Floating Snow Hall and the War Elephant Sect must not be spared either!"

Everyone laughed, already eager for the battle to come.

Suddenly, a disciple stumbled into the hall, his expression panicked.

"Vice Sect Leader, this is bad!"

"Hmm? What is it?"

"The Yanyue Sect... they’re attacking us!"

"What did you say?"

The smiles on everyone’s faces froze. They couldn’t believe what they were hearing.

"The War Elephant Sect and the Floating Snow Hall are here too! The experts from all three sects are gathering outside."

"Nonsense! How dare they..."

BOOM—

Before Yang Mucheng could finish his sentence, an earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted from outside.

Everyone immediately rushed out of the assembly hall and looked up to see dozens of figures in the sky.

The man in the lead had a head of white hair. At that moment, he slashed down with his sword. The Sword Aura tore through the sky, carving a massive gash into the grounds of the Star Sword Sect.

Countless palaces were split in two by this single strike.

"You bastards! You have some nerve, daring to attack our Star Sword Sect!"

Yang Mucheng and the others were both shocked and furious. They had just been discussing waiting for the Evil Spirit Sect’s army to arrive so they could attack the Yanyue Sect together. Who would have thought the situation would be completely reversed, with the Yanyue Sect taking the initiative to attack them?

"The Star Sword Sect dared to try and kill me, so it must be annihilated! From this day forward, the Star Sword Sect will be history."

Ning Jiang’s voice was indifferent as his gaze swept across the Star Sword Sect. "Kill!"

As his voice fell, the dozens of people behind him attacked simultaneously.

This time, he had only brought the elites of the three sects: about ten Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm powerhouses, with the rest being Spirit Realm Powerhouses.

As for those below the Spirit Realm, bringing them would have been pointless.

The key to victory in this battle would be the fight between the top-tier experts.

"You go too."

Ning Jiang waved his hand. With a flash of Thunderbolt, five figures appeared in the air, their bodies completely wrapped in lightning—a shocking sight.

These were five zombies that, after being refined by the Celestial Thunder Banner, had now successfully been transformed into Celestial Thunder Soldiers.

Though these five Celestial Thunder Soldiers only had the Cultivation of the Divinity Transformation Realm, because they were puppets, their combat power was far greater than that of ordinary Divinity Transformation Realm cultivators.

"Slaughter them all."

A vicious glint flashed in Yang Mucheng’s eyes. ’As long as Meng Daoyi isn’t here, my Immortal Realm Cultivation is more than enough to suppress this entire situation.’

SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH.

Behind him, the Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm powerhouses rushed out one after another, confronting Yue Wenfu, Lin Zhan, Fang Xue, and their group.

BOOM!

The great battle erupted instantly. The area descended into boundless chaos as terrifying shockwaves spread in all directions. One after another, the mountain palaces were caught in the crossfire, collapsing and being destroyed.

"Yang Mucheng, come."

Ning Jiang took a step forward, his body soaring into the sky. He shot straight up, ascending all the way to the clouds.

Now, he stood atop the clouds, looking out at the endless sea of white clouds around him, beautiful and pure.

"Brat, today is the day you die."

The white clouds were torn open as Yang Mucheng shot upward, his killing intent surging.

However, he didn’t attack immediately. Instead, he watched Ning Jiang with a wary expression.

"What’s wrong? Are you scared? Afraid of Meng Daoyi?"

Ning Jiang saw through his opponent’s thoughts. The only one who could make him hesitate was the mysterious Meng Daoyi.

Yang Mucheng sneered. "It seems he’s not here. I’d like to see what gives a mere junior like you, at only the Divinity Transformation Realm, the audacity to attack my Star Sword Sect. Did you think that just because you killed three God-Seizing Realm cultivators, you can contend with me?"

"I’ll show you just how powerful the Primordial Spirit of an Immortal Realm cultivator is."

As his voice fell, a vast and terrifying Primordial Spirit Power erupted violently from between his eyebrows.

What was the Immortal Realm?

As the name suggested, it meant the Primordial Spirit was immortal.

When a Martial Artist stepped into this Realm, their Primordial Spirit could survive even if their physical body was destroyed. This was unlike the God-Seizing Realm, where a destroyed body left the Primordial Spirit like a rootless duckweed. It would have to possess a new body as quickly as possible, or it would dissipate within three days.

And even after a successful possession, it would only have ten years of life.

Another aspect of the Immortal Realm was that even if the Primordial Spirit was damaged, it could slowly recover on its own without the need for any Heavenly and Earthly Treasures. That was why it was called Immortal.

Once a cultivator stepped into this Realm, their combat power was more than ten times greater than that of a God-Seizing Realm cultivator.

At this moment, this tyrannical Primordial Spirit Power could easily crush someone at the Divinity Transformation Realm.

BANG!

Ning Jiang didn’t dodge or resist. Instead, he took the hit with his three Primordial Spirits. Instantly, all three trembled violently, nearly shattering completely.

If his Primordial Spirits hadn’t been so powerful, he would have undoubtedly died from that single blow.

’It seems that with my current Primordial Spirits, I can only withstand one attack from an Immortal Realm cultivator. A second one would kill me,’ Ning Jiang concluded.

"Is this all the power the Primordial Spirit of an Immortal Realm cultivator has?"

He sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.

"You’re courting death."

Yang Mucheng was enraged. His tyrannical Primordial Spirit Power blasted out once more.

Ning Jiang made no attempt to block it.

Because he could use his opponent’s Primordial Spirit Power to temper his Divinity Sealing Tower!