Chapter 1545: Chapter 28: Two Punches! The Means of an Immortal

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ning slowly revealed a faint smile, his eyes bright.

"So it turns out that the reason I am cursed is for such a cause! Wishful thinking to make some cowardly fellows bow their heads in submission, a dream of fools!"

In response, the black-robed venerable still held his hands behind his back, slowly shaking his head.

"Utter folly! What does temporary honor or disgrace matter? The so-called pride; once your five organs’ Essence Qi dissipates and your body ages, you’ll find nothing is more meaningful than simply being alive. Once dead, no matter your mastery over creation or unparalleled elegance, you are nothing but bones in a grave. Whereas living, everything is possible!"

"Is this your philosophy?" Jiang Ning stepped forward slowly, his aura beginning to rise gradually.

Strands of scarlet flames rose within his pupils.

The snow beneath his feet melted rapidly.

"Still intend to fight desperately?" the black-robed venerable sneered: "I admire your courage; do you know I am versed in Immortal Martial?"

As he spoke, the black-robed venerable’s pupils quivered.

The snow around them melted, and Primordial Energy surged across the land.

The gloom above dissipated, beams of golden sunlight spilled through the clouds, illuminating him like a Divine Sword.

"I have attained the Great Grandmaster level in Martial Arts for more than sixty years, my Immortal Dao has reached the Yang God Realm, do you still dare to strike at me?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare?" Jiang Ning declared loudly.

His long robe flapped loudly, and his full head of black hair danced wildly despite the absence of wind.

At this moment, the entire Cross Immortal Gate square was enveloped in oppressive silence.

Just at this moment.

Scarlet flames erupted from Jiang Ning’s body, every drop of blood within him burning, every cell ignited.

Limitless power exploded from within him.

As this power reached its peak, he was about to unleash it.

"Moo—"

The lips of the black-robed venerable slightly parted.

In an instant, the heavens roared.

The clouds above dispersed entirely, sunlight enveloped the mountain peak.

Everyone heard the sound akin to a grand bell reverberating above.

Their minds buzzed, consciousness blurred, their expressions dazed.

At this moment, Jiang Ning suddenly felt his Spirit Platform turbulent.

He cast his gaze both inward and outward.

Internally, he saw the Spirit Platform turbulence roaring, an invisible ripple emerging from the boundless darkness within the Spirit Platform, spreading toward the center where the Divine Soul resided.

And at this moment.

The clear-featured golden Divine Soul slowly opened its eyes, a three-story Linglong Little Tower floating above its head.

Originally, only thin streams of bright yellow Qi descended.

Currently, sensing this invisible ripple, the bright yellow Qi descended swiftly, transforming into a light screen that enveloped his golden Divine Soul.

The next moment.

The ripple spread to the front of the golden Divine Soul.

Striking heavily against the light screen formed by bright yellow Qi.

As the bright yellow Qi swayed, the ripple disassembled and dispersed.

These transformations unfolded within the Spirit Platform in less than an instant.

Meanwhile, the black-robed venerable observed Jiang Ning’s eyes already clear, his gaze involuntarily condensed.

Just now, that soundless note was his mastered secret technique of Divine Soul attack.

This was one of his sources of confidence.

In Martial Arts, the strength lies in the physical body, the physique, the Qi-Blood; while it does temper the spirit, it still does not compare to the Immortal Dao.

Thus, his Divine Soul attack targeted the vulnerability of Martial Artists.

This was his reliance and confidence.

But this attack did not take effect at all.

In an instant, thoughts stirred in his heart.

In just a moment, he steadied his mind.

Spoke again.

Then suddenly.

Boom—

Jiang Ning moved abruptly.

Flames erupted around him, transforming into a rainbow light sweeping straight ahead.

"Such speed!!" the black-robed venerable was shocked in his heart, then steadied his mind.

Jiang Ning’s speed was astonishing, but the speed at which his mind traveled was even faster.

Knowing Ji Mingzhou perished at Jiang Ning’s hand, he naturally could not be careless; without preparation, he would not have readily accepted this task and emerged from the Grotto Heaven.

Before arriving, he had made plenty of preparations in case of unforeseen circumstances.

In the next moment, as his thoughts flowed.

A talisman appeared from thin air in front of him.

The talisman then radiated golden light, instantly transforming into a light screen adhered to his body.

This was another place, stronger than Flying Immortal Sect’s Grotto Heaven, specialized in talisman path, created by the Divine Talisman Sect’s crafted Golden Light Talisman.

Created by an Immortal, a product that integrates Dao and law.

With golden light upon him, all evils scatter, unbreakable.

Regarding the physical body and physique, he knows he cannot compare with orthodox Martial Artists.

After all, this is merely the path he practiced alongside.

Clang—

A loud roar.

Jiang Ning seemed to feel his fist landing on a solid great bell, delivering an extremely powerful backlash.

He suddenly took a step back.

While the black-robed reverend was blasted away like a cannonball.

"So strong!!" The shock from Jiang Ning’s punch made the black-robed reverend feel as if his insides were overturning seas and rivers, his qi-blood surged, and his organs seemed to shift.

He saw the golden light enveloping him dim by thirty percent all of a sudden.

"Can withstand two more punches!!"

Feeling such change, his heart was filled with more fright.

Because this gold light talisman came from the hands of an Immortal.

Yet it could only withstand two punches from Jiang Ning.

Instantly, his confidence vanished without a trace.

Three punches can break the gold light talisman crafted by an Immortal. Without this defense, how could he block it?

Even in this era, talismans couldn’t demonstrate their ancient might.

But he knew of this talisman’s power; it could save one’s life for a quarter of an hour when facing an ordinary First-grade.

However, right now, Jiang Ning could break the gold light talisman with three punches.

His mind stirred, preparing to retreat.

"What kind of boxing is this?" He loudly asked again, trying to distract Jiang Ning.

"Heaven-Opening Punch!" Jiang Ning casually replied.

The retreating figure halted, then took a step forward.

In an instant, as if traveling through time and space, he appeared before the black-robed reverend who had been sent flying.

At this moment, the sound from behind finally reached him.

He swung his fist once more.

Compared to the previous punch, he used two tenths more of his strength throughout his body.

The fist fell from above.

Clang—

Another sound resembling a blow on a large yellow bell echoed.

Boom!!

The black-robed reverend immediately plunged sharply, crashing towards the ground.

With that earth-shattering rumble, the ground constantly collapsed, rocks continually shattered.

The solid Yunyin Peak was briefly unable to withstand the descent of the black-robed reverend’s body.

The body of the Second Grade Great Grandmaster in Martial Arts cultivation had long surpassed the toughness of ordinary fine iron.

At this moment, the scarlet flames rising from Jiang Ning’s body dissipated, and the surging aura rapidly declined.

He had terminated the Divine Skill of Heart Tribulation Fire.

Along with it, a faint sense of weakness surged from within his body.

He raised his hand and summoned a pill with a flash of golden light, then placed it into his mouth.

As the aura circulated, his complexion immediately turned a bit rosy, and his demeanor gradually returned to normal.

At this time, beneath the ground, there was silence.

On the square, it was also silent.

Master Yun Yin looked at Jiang Ning with pupils full of fear.

Two punches! Just two punches defeated the reverend from the Flying Immortal Sect in his eyes.

Just a moment ago, he still remembered the black-robed reverend’s confident and calm face, having a bone-deep disdain for Jiang Ning.

But at this moment, only Jiang Ning was left on the square.

As for the black-robed reverend, he was punched into the ground, without any sound coming out.

Clearly, it was a conclusion of either death or serious injury.

Heaven-Opening Punch!

The answer that Jiang Ning just gave resurfaced in his mind.

"Such a strong boxing!!" He thought darkly in his heart.

...

Meanwhile.

Below the ground.

The black-robed reverend lay amid the hard pile of rocks, the golden light on his body already extinguished.

His limbs were paralyzed, unable to move.

The recent punch not only shattered the protective gold light talisman but also nearly crushed the muscles and bones throughout his body.

Even with the strong vitality of a Second Grade Great Grandmaster, it was difficult to heal such injuries in a short time.

Heaven-Opening Punch!!

The name of the boxing articulated by Jiang Ning just now also emerged in his mind.

Secretly taking a breath.

He immediately felt a piercing pain like needles stabbing into his visceral organs, causing a twitch in the corner of his mouth.

"Such formidable strength!"

"Such domineering boxing!!"

"If I go up now, I’ll certainly be killed by his punch!!"

His thoughts raced.

He immediately sent out a plea for help.

At this moment.

Jiang Ning couldn’t help but lower his head slightly to glance at his feet.

He felt the spatial fluctuations coming from beneath the ground.

Ever since the Taixu Yin Yang Sword reached a new level, a new sky, his perception and understanding of space were deeper.

"Is it a plea for help?" A thought flickered through his mind.