Free Web NovelChapter 1702: Chapter 1311: Heart as Sword, Eyes as Technique!
The formless, intangible yet ferocious Sword Intent had already completely shrouded the entire Ice Hall, making this already tranquil and silent hall resemble a dead, motionless pool.
Jiang Dali and the others within this range were all holding their breath, fully Concentrating, utterly still; the clothes on their bodies seemed tightly sealed, clinging to their skin, unable to move in the slightest.
Only Wu Ming’s eyes seemed to be spewing dazzling sword light, boring straight toward the Breaking Realm Pearl set in the hilt of the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber opposite him. His fierce Sword Intent invaded the Breaking Realm Pearl, once again unfolding a century duel between god and saint—pitting "heart" against sword, using "eyes" to unleash moves.
No matter what Sword Move, no matter what Sword Intent, all are changes arising from the thoughts of the human heart.
Thus, in theory, when experts exchange blows, as long as one’s eye power surpasses others and one fixes on the opponent’s eyes, one can sense the opponent’s moves and the shifts in their intent a step in advance, for the ripples in their gaze feed back far faster than the reactions of the Body.
The eyes are the only "window of the Soul" that leaks what the heart thinks.
Back then, the two of them had crossed swords in exactly this same manner, with no need to move, and no need to draw their swords.
For the heart itself is the sword, and the changes in one’s gaze are the changes in one’s Sword Moves.
Whenever Sword Intent flared suddenly in Wu Ming’s gaze, the Sword Saint would immediately sense the change in the move from that shift in his eyes, and in turn use his own gaze to meet and dismantle it. Yet those moves were still only an exchange on a shallow level; the truly fearsome clash lay in the confrontation between the "Sword Intents" contained within their eyes.
At this moment, Wu Ming’s heart and eyes were releasing Sword Intent and Sword Moves that drove deep into the Breaking Realm Pearl, serving as the spark to ignite the Sword Saint’s obsession with dueling, causing the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit to, out of sheer obsession, give birth from nothing to a force...
This process had continued up to now, lasting a full thirty minutes.
Yet the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit inside the Breaking Realm Pearl still showed no movement whatsoever, as if even obsession no longer existed, without the slightest ripple.
Seeing this, Jiang Dali’s heart tightened; he knew it was finally time to carry out the most dangerous step of their plan.
That was to take the risk of releasing the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit in advance and letting it enter Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Relics.
Though this would indeed cause his Primordial Spirit True Spirit to be consumed more quickly, it would also allow his Primordial Spirit True Spirit to most directly feel Wu Ming’s Sword Intent, making it highly likely that it would be stirred into a reaction.
"Senior Wu Ming! Let’s take a dangerous move!"
Jiang Dali gave a low shout, and suddenly pressed two fingers to the center of his brow; the Power of Primordial Spirit instantly resonated Heart-to-Heart with the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber.
The Breaking Realm Pearl immediately began to hum and tremble, spinning rapidly.
A streak of bright yellow radiance shot straight out from within the Breaking Realm Pearl, revealing the Sword Saint’s gray-haired figure, standing tall in the wind, whiskers and hair flying.
Almost at the same time, Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Relics, which had been sitting calmly, suddenly stirred, turning its body of its own accord. A streak of Primordial Spirit radiance shot out from its brow in response, and the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit swiftly merged into it, sinking into Guang Chengzi’s brow.
A repulsive force erupted at once from within Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Relics.
Jiang Dali immediately controlled the portion of his Primordial Spirit that he had left inside Guang Chengzi’s body to release its aura. Using his Primordial Spirit power imbued with Guang Chengzi’s character Qi Fortune, he helped the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit ease the rejection from Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Relics.
At the same time, the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen’s figure, ghost-like, flashed to the side of Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Relics. Two bolts of lightning seemed to flash through her beautiful eyes as he-sheng-du manifested; she began to enchant and hypnotize the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit, telling it that this "Body" was its own flesh vessel, thereby lessening the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit’s innate rejection and resistance.
"Sword!"
Wu Ming gave a low shout; in an instant, an unrivaled Sword Intent burst out from his eyes. His gaze seemed to transform into a blazing radiance formed of towering Sword Qi, stabbing into Guang Chengzi’s brow, driving straight toward the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit, which was now fully exposed to the outside world without any protection.
A tremendous crisis!
A crisis of Body and Soul Destroyed!
In that instant, it was exposed as never before.
The Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit True Spirit, which had previously been calm and unruffled, suddenly surged and roiled like a raging sea; from within this Primordial Spirit True Spirit, where not a trace of power had remained, there unexpectedly emerged, from the depths of the True Spirit, a glimmer of light—sword light!
Sword light belonging to the Sword Saint!
The moment that sword light appeared, Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Relics "swish"—snapped its eyes open; its gaze seemed to instantly release boundless, inexhaustible brilliance, which swept out and filled the sky—filling the sky, everywhere, with the Sword Saint’s sword light!
Twenty-two Sword!
In an instant, the Sword Qi transformed into twenty-two vast sword nets, scraping the surrounding ice walls until they trembled and rustled, as if all things under this terrifying Sword Qi and Sword Intent were shuddering in fear.
"Good!"
Everyone’s hearts leapt with joy in unison.
Wu Ming still remained unmoved; his gaze suddenly became even more intense, as if exploding like a sun, turning into countless densely packed strands of sword light that crashed head-on into Twenty-two Sword in an instant.
With a boom!
The two formless Sword Intents collided, yet actually produced a shockwave that affected physical reality, causing the ice underfoot to crack like a tortoise shell. The icicles congealed on the nearby ice walls likewise could no longer withstand the ferocious Sword Intent of the two "gazes" clashing back and forth, and with repeated "peng-ka," "peng-ka" sounds, shattered into clouds of icy mist!
In that very instant, Guang Chengzi’s eyes suddenly snapped wide, and a blinding sword light burst forth from amidst the radiance of the twenty-two sword nets.
In one moment!
Everyone felt the hairs on their whole bodies bristle tight, as though countless sword tips were pressed against their skin all over, hammering their flesh with pain, and even their thoughts froze for the briefest instant.
Sword Twenty-Three!
In that one instant!
No matter how calm and serene Wu Ming’s heart was, no matter how prepared he might be, his thoughts still stalled; his heart seemed to skip a beat, and the sword light released from his eyes, following this stir of the heart, deviated from its original Sword Intent and trajectory.
When the heart is moved, the intent is thrown into disorder, and so the sword is thrown into disorder!
The sword light flashed with a swish!
Above Wu Ming’s head, under Jiang Dali’s bulging gaze, a massive damage value exploded forth; in that instant, a huge burst of damage erupted above Wu Ming’s head.
"-372138!"
In an instant, the forty percent Qi-Blood that Wu Ming had left plummeted like a waterfall; even his Life Chart was forcibly forced out, completely locking him into a sliver-of-blood state.
"Puh!—"
A mouthful of green waves sprayed wildly from Wu Ming’s mouth as he staggered back several steps in dejection.
The Sword Saint finally, with the earth-shattering Sword Twenty-Three, once again displayed the might of the Sword Saint and defeated Wu Ming, his former lifelong nemesis.
At the same time, Jiang Dali clearly sensed that the Primordial Spirit and True Spirit belonging to the Sword Saint seemed to be stirred anew, his power rising by a notch.
"It worked!"
Jiang Dali’s eyebrows danced as he immediately called out in a low voice, "Master Zhang, Brother Xiao!"
Shuashuashua—
Two figures moved at the call, splitting into two positions to stand to the left and right of Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Remnants.
Zhang Sanfeng’s sleeves fluttered as he executed the Tai Chi Starting Move, Qi Force swirling all over his body; with a sudden strike, a gigantic illusory Yin Yang Fish of Tai Chi emerged.
Xiao Feng shouted in quick succession, eight Dragon Balls and streams of dragon-shaped energy circling around him; in an instant they lined up like eight stars in a row, blasting out with a push of his twin palms.
At this moment, since the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit and True Spirit had already recovered a portion of the Power of Primordial Spirit, it was as if water without a source had found its spring, a rootless tree found its roots. With everyone lending their strength, they could nurture and grow his Primordial Spirit within Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Remnants; when the time came, he could leave Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Remnants to seek a suitable body, and thus completely gain a new life.
Because at this time, there was simply no body more suitable than Guang Chengzi’s Immortal Bone Remnants—which had long become an empty shell—to serve as a temporary lodging for the Sword Saint’s Primordial Spirit, and it would be easier to harmonize with.
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Once beaten, the army collapsed like a landslide.
Outside Heavenly Gate, large numbers of enthusiastic Eight Desolate Disciples had already rushed over from the surrounding cities and sects, stepping in out of chivalrous righteousness to beat the dog that had fallen into the water, capturing the Heavenly Gate Disciples and NPCs fleeing in all directions, assisting the Black Wind Village Chief in smoothly incorporating Heavenly Gate.
For a time, the Qin State’s Martial World, which had already been rather quiet, quickly became lively again.
There were even quite a few sect forces that had previously been bullied by Heavenly Gate who also jumped on the bandwagon, "thanking" Heavenly Gate for the great "care" they had received some time ago.
On Snow God Mountain.
Having basically completed the incorporation work, Ning Su and the other two gathered together, gesturing grandly as they ordered around the Heavenly Gate NPC experts before them who had willingly surrendered and submitted, sending them off to work. They had no fear that these people would surge forward to attack them.
Not to mention that the three of them were already at the Heavenly Person Realm and fundamentally did not fear this group of Gang Qi Realm experts; even if there were one or two Heavenly Persons mixed in, with their templates having been raised by a whole tier, ordinary NPC Heavenly Persons were nothing to fear when the three joined forces.
"Aside from the large number of Heavenly Gate Players and Vassal experts of the Undisturbed Human Realm who have all escaped, as for the Divine Priests of Heavenly Gate on the second level of the Zi Zai Territory, about seventy percent of them have already been captured and imprisoned with Hero Xiao’s help."
Ning Su held a roster in hand, checking it as she spoke.
Tie Niu, clad in the Great Strength Armor, walked "keng keng" two steps to the edge of the cliff, overlooking the crowds of people coming up the mountain along the path below, and said, "Quite a few Heavenly Gate Players and natives who escaped have already been captured by some powerful Eight Desolates Players and brought up here. Do we take them in or not? There are many prisons in Heavenly Gate, but they can’t hold this many people. And also..."
Ping Shengaoqi shook his head and said, "We’re all Players here. If we push them too hard, it doesn’t really mean much. Many of these Players who were captured and brought up only just defected from various sects to join Heavenly Gate; they’re not exactly loyal to Heavenly Gate. Let them defect again and join our Black Wind Village—most likely they’ll agree. If they’re unwilling, then just kill them all as a form of punishment."
Ning Su frowned and said, "For now, let’s lock them all up first. If the prisons can’t hold them, then tie them up outside and let them enjoy the breeze.
We’ll wait until the village chief has some free time and then follow whatever punishment the village chief decides.
Even though the village chief instructed us to handle the follow-up incorporation matters, if we directly decide the fates of these captives and accept this batch of prisoners of war on the village chief’s behalf, it ultimately wouldn’t be following the rules."
Ping Shengaoqi pondered; in his heart he also knew that their village chief’s "hair" was not easy to shave. He immediately nodded. "Works for me!"
Tie Niu turned around and looked at Ghost Fire and the other three behind him, who were tied together back-to-back, faces ugly. He grinned and said, "Then we’ll do it that way. As for these four Heavenly Persons—Ghost Fire, Licking Blood off the Blade and the rest..."
Ning Su turned, her gaze turning slightly cold, and said, "These four received Shakyamuni’s transmitting of skills and Heavenly Gate’s benefits. Back then on the Jianghu Forum, they made a huge racket, slandering our Black Wind Village. If we also incorporate them into the Mountain Village, I’m afraid the many brothers in the village won’t be able to accept it."
Tie Niu laughed heartily, his honest face suddenly turning ferocious. "Then... we camp the Resurrection Point and white them out on repeat?"
At his words, Ghost Fire and the other three were instantly both shocked and furious, all struggling frantically, their mouths stuffed with stinky socks mumbling "mmph mmph" non-stop.
Ping Shengaoqi shrugged. "I’ll leave this kind of boring thing to you. My Flying Knife doesn’t kill people who have no way to fight back."
Ning Su’s eyelids drooped slightly, and then, under the nervous and fearful gazes of Ghost Fire and the others, she said, "Let’s wait until the village chief comes out and report it before dealing with them."
Tie Niu was speechless, feeling a headache coming on.
Though he too was a die-hard brain-dead fan of the village chief, he really did find Ning Su’s so-serious-it’s-boring way of handling things a pain: basically, as long as the village chief was around, or if the matter was even slightly important, even if they already had full authority to handle it, they still had to ask the village chief’s opinion.
Ghost Fire and the other three all let out a long breath in unison, staring at Ning Su’s serious yet beautiful delicate face, all of them screaming in their hearts, "Seriously, thank the fuck out of you!"
The identity of Heavenly People Players—once they were camped at the Resurrection Point and whitened out on repeat until they lost it, even if they still had their previous experience, without a big shot like Shakyamuni to help them, they had no confidence that they could train back up in a short time.
Compared to being repeatedly whitened out, turned into Martial World newbies, they would rather drink the Black Wind Village Chief’s foot-washing water; they’d rather voluntarily enter Black Wind Village’s little black room to "receive customers" for a month, then atone by making contributions to redeem themselves.
Originally, as Players, they wouldn’t have cared so much about the strength of being Heavenly Persons, to the point of giving up their dignity and integrity for it.
But times had changed. With the Supreme Alliance announcing that the real world could also simultaneously cultivate the Martial Arts in the Mixed Martial Arts World, everything in the Mixed Martial Arts World—especially strength—had risen in value and become extremely precious...
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