Chapter 89: One Man, One Saber, Pressuring An Entire Sect!
“This saber strike… can’t be blocked!”
Wang Feiyan widened her eyes, gazing at Ji Qing’s figure, her heart trembling.
Whether Chen Feng or Wang Feiyan, both felt utter terror in their hearts at this moment.
They were also first-rate experts.
Wang Feiyan was a prized disciple of a hidden sect, having cultivated countless divine skills.
Chen Feng came from a Demon Slayer Family, possessing innumerable wondrous magic techniques.
Yet facing Ji Qing’s earlier saber strike, they knew very well that they simply couldn’t block it!
With one saber strike, they too would turn into ice sculptures!
“The Elder… is dead?”
“The Elder and Sect Leader are both dead… Will the Tianshan Sect’s centuries-old foundation truly be destroyed in an instant?”
“Just one saber strike… Ji Qing has only just broken through to first-rate, how could he be this strong?”
“I grew up in the Tianshan Sect since childhood; the Tianshan Sect is my home. Now the Elder is dead, the Sect Leader is dead, and the Tianshan Sect’s survival hangs by a thread…”
The Tianshan Sect’s over a thousand disciples instantly fell into chaos.
With three first-rate experts dead, what could they do?
However, among the over a thousand disciples, there were still some loyal to the Tianshan Sect.
There were still some with hot blood and courage!
Even with the Elder dead and the Sect Leader dead, these disciples would never beg for mercy!
“Kill Ji Qing and protect the Tianshan Sect!”
Over a thousand disciples, even if only two or three hundred responded, it was still a massive force.
But did Ji Qing care?
He extended his finger, pointing toward the void.
Many people lifted their heads, looking toward the sky.
No one knew when it happened, but just moments ago snowflakes like goose feathers were falling from the sky, and the surroundings were a vast white snowfield. But now everything had changed.
The snowflakes and snowfield had all disappeared.
Even the crowd no longer felt the cold.
There were no snowflakes in the sky, but countless sharp swords had appeared, densely packed, numbering in the thousands!
They simply hovered above the heads of the Tianshan Sect’s many disciples.
And they emanated sharp, piercing edges.
This change caused the Tianshan Sect disciples to be slightly startled.
They vaguely sensed something.
It seemed that if these swords in the sky fell, they would die!
But weren’t these sharp swords illusory?
They were merely transformed saber momentum.
They belonged to the spiritual level, not real sharp swords!
Now many people already understood what Ji Qing’s saber momentum truly was.
It looked intimidating, but as long as one’s will was firm, it wasn’t impossible to break through the saber momentum!
“Kill!”
Some Tianshan Sect disciples gritted their teeth and still charged toward Ji Qing.
Ji Qing’s expression remained calm.
His finger gently pointed downward.
“Fall.”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh.”
The swords in the sky crashed down.
It was just like a sword rain falling.
Moreover, every sharp sword precisely targeted those Tianshan Sect disciples charging to kill Ji Qing.
The sharp swords entered their bodies and instantly vanished.
But those charging Tianshan Sect disciples also widened their eyes, their bodies silently collapsing.
“Thud.”
One body after another fell.
There were no external wounds.
The Tianshan Sect disciples had guessed correctly; the sharp swords were indeed illusory, belonging to the spiritual level.
But that didn’t mean they had no killing power.
Against second-rate martial artists, perhaps the might wasn’t that great.
But against third-rate martial artists, the swords in the void were extremely deadly.
With one sword falling, Tianshan Sect disciples toppled to the ground one after another, losing their vital energy.
This scene was extremely shocking.
Ji Qing stood in place, without even moving, and dozens or hundreds of Tianshan Sect disciples died silently.
This was even more eerie and terrifying than a demon slayer’s magic.
“Saber Momentum Major Accomplishment, terrifying to this extent!”
“If the saber momentum further transforms into saber intent, it can even kill with a glance. A single look can make someone die without a sound.”
“Even without transforming into saber intent, with Ji Qing’s Major Accomplishment Saber Momentum, it’s enough to kill invisibly…”
Wang Feiyan and Chen Feng, seeing this scene, were both amazed by Ji Qing’s saber momentum.
No wonder it was said that whether a martial artist had ‘momentum’ or not was a completely different matter.
Moreover, they were both well-informed.
They knew that ‘saber momentum’ was merely the beginning.
Saber momentum was only the foundational condition for condensing ‘saber intent’.
If a martial artist condensed ‘saber intent’, that would truly be terrifying!
Saber intent was ten or even a hundred times stronger than saber momentum!
Of course, condensing saber intent was also difficult.
They had even never heard of anyone condensing saber intent below Innate.
Those who could condense saber intent were basically Innate Grandmasters.
And even among Innate Grandmasters, they were extremely rare.
Ji Qing’s saber momentum at full burst was indeed very terrifying.
He didn’t use the saber momentum’s binding, but transformed it into ‘swords of consciousness’, extinguishing one Tianshan Sect disciple’s consciousness after another.
Only second-rate martial artists, or those with extremely firm wills, could resist a little.
Some second-rate martial artists also rushed in front of Ji Qing.
Ji Qing still did not draw sword.
He merely extended one finger lightly.
“Crack.”
With one finger strike, cold air raged.
Ji Qing’s ice power instantly froze a second-rate martial artist into an ice sculpture.
This wasn’t over yet.
Ji Qing took a step forward.
With every step he took, the ground within several zhang froze into ice crystals.
And the Tianshan Sect disciples standing on the ground were similarly frozen into ice sculptures.
One step, two steps, three steps…
With every step Ji Qing took, many martial artists were frozen into ice sculptures.
In the blink of an eye, after a dozen steps, over a hundred ice sculptures appeared on the Tianshan Sect square.
Ice sculptures like a wonder, contrasted against over a hundred corpses on the ground, forming a strong visual impact.
Ji Qing stopped.
The surroundings instantly fell silent.
No more chaotic shouts of killing.
No more clamorous drum noises.
Even many people held their breath, their breathing sounds much quieter.
Ji Qing swept his gaze around.
The vast square, where hundreds gathered, was now deathly silent!
Just moments ago, the Tianshan Sect still had disciples full of hot blood and courage.
It also had elders with resolve to die.
But now?
They were all dead.
Either lying on the ground as corpses.
Or turned into ice sculptures.
With their hot blood cooled, most Tianshan Sect disciples couldn’t help but feel fear in their hearts.
Gazing at that black-clothed, white-haired man, a trace of terror involuntarily arose in their hearts.
“Who else wants revenge?”
“Who else wants to protect the sect?”
The voice echoed over the Tianshan Sect.
No one answered.
Ji Qing’s gaze swept over every Tianshan Sect disciple; they all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
The Tianshan Sect still had several hundred disciples left.
But they were all scared witless.
At this moment, Ji Qing, looking around, was already invincible!
He stood on the Tianshan Sect square, one man with one saber, his pressure dominating the sect!
“Swish.”
Ji Qing looked up, toward the Great Hall.
He had not forgotten the purpose of this trip.
He had come to kill!
Thus, Ji Qing walked step by step toward the Great Hall.
At the Great Hall entrance were two figures, clearly terrified out of their wits, hearts filled with fear, bodies even trembling, yet the two dared not flee.
Their faces were full of despair.
They could only watch as that black-clothed, white-haired figure drew closer and closer, step by step!
PS: This book has been officially renamed to Eternal Martial Saint of the Dharma-Ending Age
