Chapter 338: Chapter 334: Battle the Immortal Realm
"The Tyrant Fist Sect. I’ve arrived."
High in the sky, Ning Jiang’s figure shot forward like an arrow, streaking across the heavens.
Vast, magnificent palace halls came into view. From within, he could sense many formidable auras.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Ning Jiang murmured in surprise, noticing something was off.
’This aura...’
Within his Divine Sense, he perceived an exceptionally potent aura inside the Tyrant Fist Sect. The auras of the other Tyrant Fist Sect masters were like flickering flames, but this one was a raging inferno.
Ning Jiang had felt an aura just like this before, from Yang Mucheng, the Vice Sect Leader of the Star Sword Sect!
This was a master of the Immortal Realm!
’It seems the Tyrant Fist Sect isn’t as simple as it appears. Still, they dared to kill one of my people. They will answer for it.’
Ning Jiang’s gaze turned cold. Given his temperament, he couldn’t care less about a single Immortal Realm expert. He wouldn’t care even if he were facing someone from the Earth Martial Realm or the Heaven-Reaching Realm.
BOOM.
He took a single step and appeared above the Tyrant Fist Sect.
SWOOSH, SWOOSH, SWOOSH...
Several figures shot out to meet him.
’He’s so young.’
The instant the masters of the Tyrant Fist Sect saw Ning Jiang, the same thought flashed through their minds. Though they had long known the Master of the Myriad Swords Sect was a young man, seeing him in person was inevitably shocking.
"Are you Ning Jiang, Master of the Myriad Swords Sect?" the Sect Leader of the Tyrant Fist Sect called out.
"Since you know who I am, you should also know why I’m here."
Ning Jiang’s gaze was apathetic. His completely emotionless eyes made the hearts of many Elders present pound with fear.
"Sect Leader Ning, you’re being too severe," the Sect Leader of the Tyrant Fist Sect said, cupping his hands. "There may have been some misunderstanding between us. We mistakenly killed one of your subordinates, but my Tyrant Fist Sect is willing to offer compensation."
"Compensation?"
"That’s right. The Tyrant Fist Sect can offer a Spirit Vein to compen—"
"When the Myriad Swords Sect was founded, hundreds of sects came to celebrate. My sect now has more than a hundred Spirit Veins. Do you think I care about them?"
"Then what do you want?"
"A life for a life!" Ning Jiang coldly uttered the four words.
Hearing this, the expressions of the crowd changed drastically. The Sect Leader of the Tyrant Fist Sect roared, "I showed you respect as the Master of the Myriad Swords Sect and offered compensation to make peace! But that doesn’t mean I’m afraid of you. I advise you not to push it!"
"Pushing it? Today, I am pushing you. So what!"
With his hands clasped behind his back, a formidable aura surged from Ning Jiang, bearing down on those across from him.
The face of the Tyrant Fist Sect’s Leader instantly turned white. He had thought Ning Jiang might not be as formidable as the rumors claimed, but once this aura appeared, he knew he was no match for him.
"Brother-in-law."
He hurriedly looked to the man in black beside him.
"Hmph."
The man in black snorted coldly and stepped forward. "Well now, the Master of the Myriad Swords Sect. So young, yet so imperious."
"You’re not from Qing Province. Do you intend to stop me?"
Ning Jiang could tell with a single glance. The only person in Qing Province to have reached the Immortal Realm was Yang Mucheng. This man was, in all likelihood, an outsider.
"Correct. I am indeed not from Qing Province," the man in black said arrogantly. "I am Zhang Tianze, the Twelfth Elder of the Extreme Heaven Sect!"
The Extreme Heaven Sect.
Upon hearing those three words, an unusual glint flashed in Ning Jiang’s eyes.
As the strongest of the Eight Top Grade Sects, the Extreme Heaven Sect’s reputation was second only to that of the Seven Great Super Sects.
When the Myriad Swords Sect was founded, the rest of the great Top Grade Sects had all been in attendance. Only the Extreme Heaven Sect had failed to send a single person. This was because, in their eyes, they didn’t take the Myriad Swords Sect very seriously.
And they had the confidence to back it up!
Within their sect, there was more than just one Heaven-Reaching Realm expert; it was even rumored they had experts at the Supreme Celestial Rank.
In an age where no Kings had emerged, those at the Supreme Celestial Rank were the strongest. Even within the Super Sects, one would be hard-pressed to find many at such a level.
"I don’t wish to waste any more words. I have old ties to the Tyrant Fist Sect. This matter ends here. You should leave."
Zhang Tianze said with an unquestionable air, waving his great sleeve.
In his eyes, Ning Jiang was nothing more than a junior. The title "Master of the Myriad Swords Sect" was something he completely disregarded.
After all, Ning Jiang’s own cultivation had not reached the Heaven-Reaching Realm. He was unlike the Sect Leaders of the other great Top Grade Sects, all of whom possessed a Heaven-Reaching Realm cultivation. It was only natural, then, that he would look down on Ning Jiang.
"Phew..."
The other masters from the Tyrant Fist Sect breathed a sigh of relief. With the name of the Extreme Heaven Sect on the table, they were sure Ning Jiang would recognize the reality of the situation.
However, Ning Jiang remained standing there, motionless, showing no intention of leaving.
His lips moved, and he slowly uttered a single word: "Scram!"
The word boomed like rolling thunder, vast and powerful. Zhang Tianze’s expression immediately darkened, his eyes filling with an icy chill.
"What did you say? Are you trying to make an enemy of my Extreme Heaven Sect?" Zhang Tianze demanded furiously.
"Scram, or die!"
Frigid killing intent bloomed in Ning Jiang’s eyes—the look of someone who feared nothing, no matter what stood in his path.
’So what if it’s the Extreme Heaven Sect?’
The Tyrant Fist Sect killed Liu Yuanlong, so they had to pay for it with their blood.
Because Liu Yuanlong was his friend.
He would stop at nothing to kill anyone who harmed his friends!
"What nerve! It seems you think that being the Master of the Myriad Swords Sect gives you the right to disrespect my Extreme Heaven Sect. Good. Very good. Then let me see for myself if this so-called Master of the Myriad Swords Sect is just an undeserving fraud! All of you, fall back!"
Zhang Tianze was so enraged he began to laugh.
"Yes."
The members of the Tyrant Fist Sect quickly fell back.
’This kid is so arrogant, daring to anger my brother-in-law. Still, this is for the best. Once my brother-in-law kills him, we’ll no longer have to worry about revenge.’
The Sect Leader of the Tyrant Fist Sect sneered, eager to see the two of them fight to the death.
’Elder Zhang’s cultivation is at the Immortal Realm, while I’d say this man is only at the Divine Travel Realm. Even if he’s a genius capable of fighting across realms, wanting to battle an Immortal Realm expert is still grossly overestimating his own strength.’
As the onlookers murmured to each other,
BOOM!
Zhang Tianze strode forward, unleashing the full might of his Immortal Realm aura. A vast, immense Primordial Spirit Power churned in the air, pressing down on Ning Jiang like a mountain range.
The Immortal Realm was the final stage of the Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm.
Once one entered this realm, their Primordial Spirit would become indestructible. Even if the physical body perished, the Primordial Spirit could exist forever.
Moreover, if the Primordial Spirit of someone at this realm was injured, it could slowly recover on its own without the need for any Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.
Generally speaking, the difference in power between the first three stages of the Primordial Spirit Fourth Tribulation Realm was only about three to five-fold. But upon reaching the Immortal Realm, that gap widened to more than tenfold.
For an Immortal Realm expert, killing someone at the God-Seizing Realm was as easy as breathing.
"Let’s fight."
Facing this tyrannical pressure, Ning Jiang’s expression remained unchanged as his will to fight surged to the heavens.