Chapter 318: Didn’t Expect This, I Have Three Divine Tools, You Want To Kill Me, Dream On! 【vs】
Ming Zhaoshuang’s sword qi was powerful, but her cultivation was low, and she still couldn’t kill him.
But it was precisely because her cultivation was low that this self-created sword technique appeared so sharp, so powerful, and so… praiseworthy.
Well done, Primordial Beginning of the Great Void.
Well done, Chaos Without Limit.
Such sword intent was no longer just powerful; it contained the power of law, capable of devouring his sword moves, turning him into nothingness, and even without damaging her own sword qi at all, allowing her to injure him, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, with the strength of an early Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Such sword intent was simply terrifying.
At least Heavenly Grade or above.
No, more than that. His Golden Yuan Splitting Light Sword was, after all, a mid-grade Heavenly Grade sword technique. The fact that this person’s sword technique could devour his sword qi effortlessly showed that it was at least mid-grade Heavenly Grade or above.
And this was only the first sword move.
Tian Hong’s breathing quickened. He looked at Ming Zhaoshuang as if she were some kind of monster.
This was only the first sword move, and it was already superior to a mid-grade Heavenly Grade sword technique. If it were fully developed, it would undoubtedly surpass this. Therefore, her self-created sword technique could even be higher than high-grade Heavenly Grade.
Reaching Divine Grade!
Divine Grade sword techniques. In the past hundred thousand years, at most five people have managed to comprehend them.
Excluding Feng He and Feng Budu, the other three were undoubtedly Ascenders, while Feng He and Feng Budu were both Immortal Crossing. This little girl must have the potential for Immortal Crossing or even Ascension!
Tian Hong was startled by his own thought, but suddenly felt a pain in his arm.
Sang Biao had broken free from his restraints and, taking advantage of his inattention, bit directly onto his arm, nearly severing it.
Tian Hong felt intense pain. He raised his sword, intending to drive Sang Biao away.
But he was blocked by a talisman from Ming Zhaoshuang.
“Ah—”
Immediately after, his arm felt pain, and he was unable to resist at all as his arm ended up in Sang Biao’s mouth.
Sang Biao chewed and mumbled to Fantuan:
“This guy tastes bad, too old!”
Ming Zhaoshuang soothed Mimi: “Alright, alright, let the old man have his way.”
However, she glanced at the sky, which had suddenly brightened, and felt something strange.
After learning the Number One Sword Technique Under Heaven, Setting Sun Sword Technique, and the Slaughter Sword Technique given to her by Feng Budu, she had created the first move of “Primordial Beginning of the Great Void” during the stable half-year period. But she knew her own capabilities well.
She believed that she could devour Tian Hong’s sword intent and even injure him.
But if she could split the heavens and the earth, making the entire Youdu Mountain light up like daylight, she felt that was a bit of a stretch; how could she, a Nascent Soul cultivator, possess such immense power?
Unless there was a ghost.
And a powerful one at that.
Tian Hong couldn’t be bothered to think about what Ming Zhaoshuang was thinking. All he knew was that he was so angry he could spit blood.
He was old?
Fine, fine, compared to Ming Zhaoshuang, he was indeed extremely old.
But this Qiongqi, if he guessed correctly, should be the one that Feng He used for Immortal Crossing. That one was nearly a hundred thousand years old, and it was still acting cute and docile here, which he found contemptible!
And it was considered a Second Generation Divine Race!
Tian Hong’s heart ached intensely, and his arm also pained him greatly. However, looking at Ming Zhaoshuang, whose steps were a bit unsteady due to over-expending her spiritual power, an idea suddenly struck him.
This child absolutely cannot be allowed to live!
She was a genius, no doubt, but only a genius who could grow into full potential could be called a genius.
The rest were considered cannon fodder.
With this thought, Tian Hong ignored the excruciating pain in his arm and unleashed a sword strike towards Ming Zhaoshuang, but Mimi blocked it without mercy.
Moreover, Mimi became even fiercer, directly biting onto one of Tian Hong’s hands.
Tian Hong was in great pain, yet he was helpless.
He could only kick and stomp at Mimi. The Heavenly Grade low-rank spirit sword in his hand was like useless garbage; it had no effect on Mimi’s thick and tough flesh.
It couldn’t even leave a scratch!
Finally, blood splattered, and his other hand was also bitten off by Mimi.
Ming Zhaoshuang’s spiritual power was almost completely depleted, but she still had a way. She raised her left hand and drew a talisman on Tian Hong’s chest.
Tian Hong struggled fiercely, but his limbs were already tightly pinned by Sang Biao, rendering him completely unable to move.
Sang Biao even had the leisure to slap Tian Hong’s head with his paw:
“My master is drawing a talisman, can you behave yourself!”
This slap was executed with great skill, directly making Tian Hong spit blood.
Mimi: “???”
He was very confused: “Are Mahayana stage cultivators this fragile now? They can’t even withstand one of my claws?”
Although Tian Hong’s cultivation had dropped to the late Nascent Soul stage, Mimi’s cultivation had also dropped to the late Nascent Soul stage. Why couldn’t he withstand a single claw?
That would be too weak.
Xingyun, who was fighting nearby and heard Mimi’s words, was quite speechless: “No, brother, you’re a Divine Beast! Don’t you know how thick-skinned your Divine Race is!”
Even if a Divine Race cultivator with all their cultivation dispersed were facing a human below the Deity Transformation stage, if that human could make the Divine Race endure a hundred moves, it would be considered impressive if they could injure the Divine Race.
No wonder the Divine Race was considered superior.
Ming Zhaoshuang chuckled, remembering that Ming Zhaoxue was similar. Even a Void Refinement stage cultivator didn’t completely defeat Ming Zhaoxue, only drawing a bit of blood. The Divine Race was truly outrageous in the entire Thirty-Six Heavens.
She said to Mimi: “Go help Fantuan. I’ll handle this.”
Mimi responded with a sound and immediately displayed his Divine Beast might to Fantuan, biting here and there, with no one daring or being able to stop him!
Ming Zhaoshuang started laughing. She retreated several steps, drew a defense talisman on herself, and then activated the talisman on Tian Hong.
“Mountain Shattering, Peak Collapsing, Fiercely Sky-Rending!”
Accompanied by Ming Zhaoshuang’s faint voice, a violent explosion sounded, and dust and thick smoke billowed, filling everyone’s ears.
Such an explosion, drawn on Tian Hong, who had lost two arms and whose cultivation had been lowered to the late Nascent Soul stage, would likely leave him crippled even if he survived.
Seeing their leader like this, the cultivators entangled with Shen Yuyin were all stunned, unable to believe that such a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator would die so easily at the hands of a yellow-haired brat in the early Nascent Soul stage.
But Shen Yuyin and her companions would not miss such an opportunity. While they were distracted by the fight, they killed another Pill Cultivator.
It was a pity that as the smoke cleared, Tian Hong was still alive.
He looked at Ming Zhaoshuang, his eyes wide with anger, clearly enraged. On his body, a spiritual pattern surged, and a magical artifact appeared, protecting him perfectly.
This was a low-grade Heavenly Grade spirit artifact!
This spirit artifact was vastly different from the one the previous alchemist had. It was a purely defensive spirit artifact. If it couldn’t be destroyed, she wouldn’t be able to kill Tian Hong even if she wanted to.
But the problem was, with her early Nascent Soul cultivation, even if the talisman exploded into smithereens, it wouldn’t be able to destroy this low-grade Heavenly Grade spirit artifact.
Tian Hong chuckled smugly: “Didn’t expect this, did you? I have two Heavenly Grade spirit artifacts. If you want my life, it will protect me. Even a mid-stage Tribulation Crossing cultivator could only withstand one blow from it.”
As he spoke, Tian Hong controlled his sword with his intent and it flew towards Ming Zhaoshuang.
Ming Zhaoshuang frowned and casually threw out Flowing Radiance, directly flicking away Tian Hong’s long sword. Tian Hong was dumbfounded, thinking that this person was truly a monster.
Damn it, even if his cultivation had dropped to the late Nascent Soul stage, if his cultivation dropped to the early Deity Transformation stage, dealing with this woman in front of him would be extremely difficult.
Flowing Radiance returned to Ming Zhaoshuang’s hand: “Didn’t expect this, did you? I have three Divine Tools. You want to kill me? Dream on!”
