Chapter 266: Chapter 262: A Sword Strike that Killed a Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm

As Madman Tu’s voice fell, a suffocating pressure descended upon the entire area.

This was an unavoidable, great battle.

It would also be a battle of great significance.

Madman Tu represented Lei Province, and Ning Jiang represented Qing Province. This was a duel between the pinnacles of the two provinces’ younger generations.

’In the past, Qing Province has always been weaker than us, their younger generation always firmly suppressed,’ they thought. ’But this Ning Jiang is unfathomable. Maybe he can actually pose a threat to Madman Tu.’

’Regardless, the winner of this battle will become famous throughout both provinces.’

’All things considered, I’d rather see Madman Tu win.’

In their hearts, Duan Lengya and the others were still partial to Madman Tu. After all, like them, he was from Lei Province.

Before their very eyes, killing intent surged from Madman Tu’s body. His gaze was cold to the extreme.

"Since you’re looking to die, I’ll grant your wish."

Madman Tu’s eyes snapped open, and two gray beams of light shot out. The sharp fluctuations emanating from them were enough to crush a young prodigy.

"A petty trick."

Ning Jiang stood his ground, not moving an inch. He swung the Ice Soul Sword, which landed precisely on the gray light without the slightest deviation.

BANG.

The two gray beams were destroyed.

"You can block one of my moves, but can you block ten? A hundred?"

Madman Tu let out a cold laugh. Ning Jiang’s strength was not to be underestimated; defeating him in one move was unrealistic. However, he was confident he could defeat Ning Jiang within a hundred moves.

TZZT.

The next moment, an even sharper fluctuation erupted from his eyes. The gray beams turned pitch-black, their offensive power now purer and more terrifying.

"Corrosive Divine Light."

This was an offensive Martial Technique from the Eye of Evil Spirit. After mastering it, Madman Tu rarely used it. The strength of this Corrosive Divine Light lay not in its piercing power, but in a horrifying corrosive force.

Madman Tu had once used this move to corrode a thousand-foot-tall mountain into ash.

If a Martial Artist was hit by it, even one as strong as a young prodigy would melt into a pool of pus within ten breaths, leaving no intact corpse behind.

TZZT.

Ning Jiang slashed with his sword. The Sword Aura collided with the two beams of light, but his Sword Aura was visibly corroded. It vanished completely in less than three breaths.

"Nine Tribulations Celestial Thunder Seal."

He clenched his left fist as Purple Thunder bloomed, and a Great Seal smashed forward.

SIZZLE... SIZZLE...

The Power of thunder and lightning was Supreme Yang and Firm, a natural counter to all Yin Evil Power. However, the Corrosive Divine Light was incredibly tyrannical, actually managing to fight the Nine Tribulations Celestial Thunder Seal to a standstill before both techniques shattered.

"Take this! Tu Yuan Blood Hand!"

Temporarily giving up on attacking with the Eye of Evil Spirit, Madman Tu moved, closing in on Ning Jiang. His palms burned with bloody flames as he clenched his fists and struck out viciously.

Instantly, the blood in Ning Jiang’s body roiled, feeling as if it were about to ignite.

"Suppress."

Thunderbolts surged across Ning Jiang’s body. After cultivating the Nine Tribulations Celestial Thunder Body, he was impervious to all evil.

BOOM!

He threw a punch, fierce and unstoppable. Like a flash of lightning, it clashed head-on with Madman Tu’s attack.

"Hmph."

Madman Tu snorted, a numbness creeping up his arm. In a direct physical clash like this, he held no advantage.

Through this brief exchange, he came to understand just how difficult an opponent Ning Jiang was.

Ning Jiang cultivated Thunder Power, while his Evil Spirit Sect’s Cultivation Technique leaned toward Yin Evil Power. He was perfectly countered by Ning Jiang. In a sense, Ning Jiang was his natural enemy, his nemesis.

At this thought, the murderous intent in Madman Tu’s eyes skyrocketed.

No one would ever like having such a natural enemy.

"Let’s see you break this! River of Blood!"

Madman Tu bellowed. He thrust his palms out, and a torrent of blood-red light surged forth, transforming into a river of blood littered with ghastly white bones that swept forward.

The moment this move appeared, the pupils of Duan Lengya and his two companions shrank violently.

This was the very move that had defeated the three of them. Its power was absurd.

"No matter how Heaven-Reaching your methods are, I can shatter them with a single sword strike."

With a flick of his wrist, Ning Jiang unleashed a deathly pale Sword Aura. The fourth sword of the Four Seasons Sword Technique, Winter’s End, flared to life.

The air grew frigid, as if in a ten-thousand-year-old ice cavern.

BOOM!

The two ultimate moves slammed into each other, mutually disintegrating and annihilating one another.

"Let’s see how many of my moves you can take."

A ferocious light erupted in Madman Tu’s eyes. His palms turned a vibrant red, as if they were about to drip blood.

"Blood-Red Sky!"

He waved his hands continuously, like the snap of a bowstring, striking out dozens, even hundreds of times in an instant. A sky-blotting wave of blood-red palm phantoms pressed down on Ning Jiang.

The power of a single palm from Blood-Red Sky was far less than that of River of Blood, but with so many, a quantitative change led to a qualitative one.

Moreover, the key to this move was its sustained assault. The attacks came in a relentless, unending stream. Missing even one would lead to a total rout.

"Petty tricks."

Ning Jiang’s expression was calm. He violently channeled the Spiritual Qi in his body, and in an instant, a series of Sword Auras split off from his Ice Soul Sword, seven at a time, shooting forward.

The Seven Kills Sword Array showed its might once more.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The blood-red palm phantoms collided with the Seven Kills Sword Array, tearing the air in the area to shreds. A sharp Qi Force radiated outward. If anyone got too close, they would be instantly ripped to pieces.

’So strong! With this kind of power, they’re probably on par with a Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm expert, right?’

Duan Lengya and the others were all proud individuals, but watching the battle before them, they had no choice but to admit that Ning Jiang and Madman Tu were far stronger than they were.

"Winter’s End."

"Nine Tribulations Celestial Thunder Seal."

"River of Blood."

"Corrosive Divine Light."

The two fought fiercely, and a hundred moves passed in a flash.

"Madman Tu, bring out your strongest techniques. Otherwise, this will be over soon."

After another clash, Ning Jiang seemed to lose interest in Madman Tu. He held his longsword vertically, releasing an unprecedentedly sharp aura.

’Huh? Could it be that he has an even stronger killing move?’

Madman Tu’s pupils shrank violently.

His face was now completely grave. In the exchange just now, he hadn’t gained the slightest advantage. In fact, because of the suppression from the Thunder Power, he was faintly at a disadvantage.

For him, this was unprecedented. Among his peers, apart from that woman from the Sect, no one had ever been able to suppress him.

Yet, this person from Qing Province possessed such unexpectedly tyrannical strength.

At this point, how could he not understand? If he didn’t use one hundred percent of his strength, he might truly be defeated by Ning Jiang today.

"In that case, I’ll let you witness my strongest killing move!"

Madman Tu took a deep breath. The blood-red flames on his hands suddenly surged, enveloping his entire body. Even his eyes began to turn red.

"To think that the move he used to defeat us wasn’t even his strongest," Duan Lengya and his companions all said with a bitter smile.

"Ning Jiang, so you know there’s no shame in losing to this move, I’ll tell you something! Just one month ago, I used this very move to defeat a Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm expert!"

Madman Tu’s aura grew more and more powerful. A thick, bloody stench suddenly filled the air.

"Freak. What a complete freak."

Hearing this, Duan Lengya and the others were all shocked.

There was a massive threshold between the Spirit Realm and the Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm. Their combat prowess was on completely different levels.

A Primordial Spirit Realm expert could kill those in the Slaying Spirit Realm as easily as eating or drinking. Once their Primordial Spirit Power was unleashed, Spiritual Qi couldn’t possibly resist it.

But Madman Tu could actually defeat a Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm expert. Such combat prowess was simply terrifying.

"I’ve fought against Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm experts within my Sect, but I can only last a hundred moves at most before being defeated."

"Same for me."

"Me too."

"With Madman Tu’s current strength, I think he’s qualified to be compared to those ’monsters,’ isn’t he?"

Duan Lengya’s words left the others looking astonished.

People like them could be called geniuses, but in the context of the entire Six Eastern Provinces, geniuses weren’t at the very top. They were only considered upper-middle tier.

The ones at the very peak were known as "monsters."

That woman from the Evil Spirit Sect, for example, held the title of a monster.

And one of the criteria for being judged a monster was the ability to defeat a Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm expert while still in the Spirit Realm.

Madman Tu had now achieved this as well.

"It seems Madman Tu has far surpassed us. When I get back, I must comprehend complete Sword Intent. Otherwise, I’ll never be able to catch up to him."

Duan Lengya said with a determined gaze. He was currently at Half-Step Sword Intent. If he comprehended complete Sword Intent, his strength would see another massive increase.

"Since he can defeat a Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm expert, Madman Tu’s chances of winning this battle are over ninety percent," Du Bing said.

"Damn it! To think that Lei Province alone has so many experts!" Jian Xinghe clenched his fists, his heart in turmoil.

Back in Qing Province, he had risen to become the number one of the younger generation. He thought he was qualified to contend with the top figures of the Six Eastern Provinces, but now that he was out in the world, he realized how naive his thinking had been.

Duan Lengya’s group alone was no weaker than him, and Madman Tu was even stronger.

Not to mention, there were still those of the younger generation known as "monsters" above them.

If the younger generation of the Six Eastern Provinces was a mix of dragons and snakes, then he was currently just a snake, far from meeting the standard of a dragon.

’Ning Jiang, you didn’t expect this, did you? That this Madman Tu would be so strong. Although I can’t defeat you myself, seeing you defeated at his hands will be enough!’ Jian Xinghe sneered inwardly.

He hoped Madman Tu would defeat Ning Jiang and shatter his momentum. Otherwise, if Ning Jiang kept winning like this, who would be able to control him in the future?

"After hearing what I said, you have nothing to say?"

Madman Tu was already certain of his victory, but what made him frown was Ning Jiang’s placid expression. It was as if he didn’t care about this move at all.

"Defeating a Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm expert... Is that supposed to be rare?" Ning Jiang’s single sentence stunned everyone present.

"Arrogant."

"Absurd."

"It’s good for a young person to be proud, but when that pride goes too far, it becomes hubris."

Duan Lengya and his group all shook their heads, feeling that Ning Jiang’s words were a sign of ignorance.

"I originally thought you were a worthy opponent, but I never imagined you were someone so ignorant of the vastness of the world. It seems I overestimated you. Forget it. I don’t want to waste any more words on you. You’ll soon find out just how laughable your words were."

Madman Tu let out a long cry, his aura erupting suddenly.

"Boundless Sea of Blood!"

Like a flash flood, like the celestial river pouring down, a Sea of Blood descended upon the world!

’The one who’s ignorant of the vastness of the world... is you.’

Ning Jiang’s sword slowly descended.

Four Extremes One Sword.

This was... a sword strike that had slain a Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm expert!