Chapter 1570: Chapter 41: Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Skill, Power of Life and Death!

Chaosheng Pavilion.

Chaosheng Cliff.

The heavy atmosphere spread over this place, like the eve of a storm, the air solidified.

Jing Wuming and Chen Wang felt exceptionally heavy-hearted.

A world-shattering confrontation could happen in the next breath.

"Does the Marquis know what First-grade means?" At that moment, Chen Canghai’s voice broke the clash of energies, shattering the heavy stillness.

Before Jiang Ning could answer, Chen Canghai continued: "First-grade, one person can face a thousand troops, already an immortal, beyond human reach. Marquis, you must think carefully, do you really want to be my enemy?"

"If you were the Black Flood Dragon King of the past, I would not dare come here," Jiang Ning said indifferently. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

With just one glance, he could see that after thirty years of recovery, Chen Canghai had not returned to First-grade, had not achieved Unity, had not reached First-grade.

Essence, Qi, and Spirit must still be in a state of imbalance.

Whether it’s due to insufficient Essence Blood causing the imbalance, or weak Qi and Spirit decline causing it, he could not determine.

But one thing he was certain of was that Chen Canghai fell from the First Grade Unity Realm to the Second Grade Divine Realm Grandmaster, and now is still at the Second Grade Divine Realm Grandmaster.

"Though I have not returned to the First Grade Realm, Second Grade cannot describe my level!" Chen Canghai stood with his hands behind his back, his expression still indifferent: "I don’t wish to be the Marquis’s enemy, but Marquis should also not mislead yourself. Many times in life, choices outweigh everything, once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back."

As the words settled, Chen Canghai continued.

"I shall be frank with the Marquis, thirty years of dormancy, although I haven’t returned to the First Grade Unity Realm, the injuries of the past have long been fully healed, my Qi and Spirit are not much weaker than back then."

"My power cannot be compared to people like Ji Mingzhou. You should understand this matter from the mouth of that junior."

As he spoke the last sentence, Chen Canghai’s gaze fell on Jing Wuming.

Jing Wuming instantly felt a heavy pressure on his body.

His memory returned to a few days ago, to the scene where Chen Canghai appeared and fought him, recalling the ten moves it took to be defeated.

He knew very well, with Chen Canghai at that moment, if he had any intent to kill, he would not have walked out of the Chaosheng Pavilion’s territory.

At this moment, after hearing Chen Canghai’s words, Jiang Ning’s expression didn’t change at all.

Facing the river wind, his gaze calmly met Chen Canghai’s dragon-like eyes.

"Finished talking?" Jiang Ning spoke, his voice not loud yet clearly cutting through the tide sound: "Your choice remains only two. Either take your people, leave everything, and depart from Guangning Prefecture. Or, fall to the same ending as Cross Immortal Gate."

Chen Canghai’s indifference was finally replaced by a trace of fury, that emaciated face twitched slightly, and the light in his eyes grew intense.

"Dongling Marquis, I admire your courage, but I lament your lack of discretion. Do you really believe that flattening a Cross Immortal Gate that relied on an array to linger can allow you to be arrogant in front of me? Do you truly believe, bearing a curse with half your power gone, you can still defeat me?"

He slowly raised his right hand, five fingers lightly gripping, the mist surrounding the platform was instantly drawn, countless tiny water droplets converged in his palm, swiftly forming a black water dragon about a foot long.

Though the water dragon was small, its scales and claws were vividly visible, ferocious and terrifying, emitting a chilling and domineering aura, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees suddenly.

"I will give you one last chance," Chen Canghai’s voice was cold: "Withdraw now, in respect of Martial Saint, we could avoid conflict, you take your sunny path, I guard my solitary bridge. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Jiang Ning interrupted him, taking a step forward.

Boom——

His foot landed on the ground, the rock beneath shook, and the mountain transmitted a tremor.

Chen Canghai’s pupils constricted.

At this moment, he understood Jiang Ning’s physical strength, his formidable power.

He suddenly understood where Jiang Ning’s confidence came from.

He understood why Jiang Ning, despite being shrouded in a curse, still possessed such courage.

The next moment, the heaviness in his eyes turned to icy killing intent.

"Otherwise today, one year from today would be your death anniversary."

Before the words had finished, the black water dragon in his palm let out a silent roar, suddenly expanded, transformed into a black surge like a massive tide, opening its dragon head, carrying devastating power, charging directly at Jiang Ning’s chest!

Where the black surge passed, the air emitted unbearable whimpers, the ground’s stone slabs crack under the pressure, the momentum terrifying!

"Be careful, Marquis!" Jing Wuming shouted a reminder from behind.

He could tell at a glance, Chen Canghai’s attack was full of thunderous and overbearing force.

Making a move without probing, obviously intending to quickly end the battle.

"Just right!"

Jiang Ning shouted.

Golden light burst from his whole body, the faint golden light enveloped him, he struck out a palm.

His palm pierced directly into the dragon’s head.

Boom——

Palm met palm.

The river exploded, waves surged.

Ten miles away, Liu Teng immediately saw on Chaosheng Cliff, the waves burst outward in a circle, continuously spreading.

At the same time.

Jiang Ning only felt a chill and domineering yet sinister and variable force like a tide seep into his arm.

As the force entered his body, his blood froze, his right arm felt as if placed in an icy cavern, his figure began retreating repeatedly.

The next moment.

The Qi-Blood within him erupted like a volcano, instantly melting away the cold force within him like snow.

"A fine Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Skill!" Jiang Ning secretly praised in his heart: "Domineering yet also treacherous, hard on the outside, soft inside, a blend of hardness and softness, if not for my body having undergone multiple Break Limit tempering, surpassing ordinary, this palm could have destroyed an average Second Grade Grandmaster’s arm."