Chapter 341: Chapter 337: The Tomb of an Old Friend
"Hmm? It seems you’ve reached your limit. Now, die."
Seeing Ning Jiang standing there motionless, Zhang Tianze’s eyes lit up. He held nothing back, unleashing all the Spiritual Qi in his body.
ROAR!
The five Water Dragons roared. They opened their massive maws in unison, and enormous whirlpools formed within.
An immense Devouring Power surged forth.
"Fall back!"
The members of the Tyrant Fist Sect scrambled back. As the Devouring Power manifested, towering ancient trees and even the roofs of some buildings within the Sect were torn away and pulled toward the dragons.
The moment these objects entered the Water Dragons’ maws, the power of the whirlpools ground them to dust.
Even the very air was being visibly devoured at a terrifying rate.
This was the true Five Dragons Heaven-Devouring.
He had previously used the five dragons to wear down Ning Jiang’s power. The plan was to wait until Ning Jiang was nearly spent, then unleash this final killing blow to devour him in one fell swoop!
An immense Devouring Power assailed him from all sides, making Ning Jiang feel as if his body was about to be torn to shreds.
But a disdainful smile played on his lips.
’Competing with me in devouring? The Heaven-Devouring Demon Skill is the progenitor of all devouring techniques. How dare you show off your paltry skills before a master.’
A black light suddenly erupted from Ning Jiang’s body.
AWOOO!
Following a long cry, a giant black bird materialized behind Ning Jiang. The creature was extraordinarily majestic, each of its feathers as black as ink and its eyes as deep as the abyss.
The Heaven-Devouring Sparrow!
This was the Dharma Body of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Skill. The higher Ning Jiang’s Cultivation, the stronger the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow became.
"Devour."
The Heaven-Devouring Sparrow opened its great maw. Instantly, a Devouring Power that seemed to shake the very heavens surged forth. The Devouring Power that had surrounded Ning Jiang vanished without a trace.
Then, before Zhang Tianze’s disbelieving eyes, the five Water Dragons began to disintegrate, turning into streams of water that flowed into the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow’s maw.
"This is true Devouring Power!" Ning Jiang murmured.
When a true Heaven-Devouring Sparrow reaches full maturity, at its absolute peak, it forms an entire realm within its body. In other words, it contains its own private dimension. A sparrow of that caliber could swallow an entire country in a single breath.
Before the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow, these five Water Dragons were nothing more than five slightly large earthworms.
"Zhang Tianze, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?" Ning Jiang’s cold gaze swept over him. Zhang Tianze’s face was now ashen, all his previous arrogance gone.
SWOOSH.
With a flash, he turned and fled into the distance.
A mighty expert of the Immortal Realm, fleeing for his life.
"You’re not getting away. Die!"
Ning Jiang stomped, rocketing after Zhang Tianze. In just a few steps, he was right behind him and threw a devastating punch.
BANG.
The force of that one punch was enough to shatter ten great mountains. Already severely depleted, Zhang Tianze’s body couldn’t withstand the blow and exploded into a bloody mist.
"Aah! Ning Jiang, how dare you kill me! The Extreme Heaven Sect will never forgive you!"
Zhang Tianze shrieked. It was his Primordial Spirit.
After his body disintegrated, a fist-sized Primordial Spirit appeared, its face etched with terror.
"The Extreme Heaven Sect? So what? Anyone who stands against me will be utterly destroyed!"
Ning Jiang’s voice was frigid. He commanded the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow to release its immense Devouring Power, ensnaring Zhang Tianze’s Primordial Spirit and preventing its escape.
"No!"
Zhang Tianze roared. Normally, a Primordial Spirit could move several times faster than a physical body. Even though his flesh was destroyed, his spirit should have had a high chance of escape.
But with the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow present, his Primordial Spirit felt as if it were trapped in a swamp.
"Ning Jiang, you’ve forced my hand! I’ll fight you to the death! Even if I die, I’m taking you with me!"
Zhang Tianze let out a hysterical roar as his Primordial Spirit began to radiate a destructive aura. He was about to self-destruct, hoping to take Ning Jiang down with him in a final, suicidal attack.
"You’re dreaming. The only one dying today is you."
A small tower emerged from between Ning Jiang’s brows.
"What is that?"
In the final moment before his demise, Zhang Tianze witnessed an unbelievable sight: three other Primordial Spirits were seated within the small tower.
The next moment, the tower descended, and his entire Primordial Spirit began to fracture.
The shattered Primordial Spirit Power didn’t dissipate. Instead, it was absorbed by the Divinity Sealing Tower, strengthening the artifact.
The once-illusory fourth level of the Divinity Sealing Tower solidified completely, becoming as real as the first three.
*Huuu.*
Ning Jiang let out a long breath. He had intentionally let Zhang Tianze see his three Primordial Spirits. The shock had caused Zhang Tianze’s will to collapse, allowing the Divinity Sealing Tower to kill him in a single strike. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so easy.
"Ning Jiang... won?"
Watching this unfold, the members of the Tyrant Fist Sect were filled with utter despair.
"The Tyrant Fist Sect killed my friend. For that, they must be annihilated! After today, this Sect will be no more. This place will become Liu Yuanlong’s tomb!"
A vast wave of Primordial Spirit Power crashed down, sweeping across the entire Tyrant Fist Sect.
Three breaths later, not a single soul in the Tyrant Fist Sect remained alive.
「Half an hour later.」
A giant tombstone now stood on the grounds.
Ning Jiang had carved an entire mountain into a massive tomb. On the giant tombstone, a line of large words was engraved.
Tomb of my late friend, Liu Yuanlong.
—Ning Jiang.
"Liu Yuanlong, I have offered the entire Tyrant Fist Sect to your spirit. On the Path of the Yellow Springs, you will not be alone."
Ning Jiang murmured to himself. When Liu Yuanlong died, not even his bones were left. Though a monument had been erected for him in the Demon Mist Mountain Range, Ning Jiang felt it was far from enough.
So he had built Liu Yuanlong’s tomb directly upon the ruins of the Tyrant Fist Sect.
He wanted Liu Yuanlong’s tomb to weigh down upon the Tyrant Fist Sect for all eternity. He also wanted the world to know that his friends were not to be killed!
"I know the only person you worried for after your death was Liu Xianyu. I promise you, I will take good care of her. You may rest in peace..."
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After Ning Jiang departed from the Tyrant Fist Sect, news of his deeds officially began to spread throughout the Cyan Cloud Country.
"Even though Young Master Wushuang is back, I’m afraid he’ll be powerless to change the current situation, won’t he?"
"That’s right. The Six Great Sects rule the Cyan Cloud Country now. No matter how much of a genius Young Master Wushuang is, he can’t possibly stand against them alone."
At first, people thought Ning Jiang’s return wouldn’t change a thing.
But when news spread that he had crushed the Six Sects of Cyan Cloud in a single day, the entire country of Cyan Cloud fell silent.
Countless people were left utterly speechless with shock.
Two years ago, Ning Jiang had fought his way from Luoyang City to Golden Cauldron City and then on to Pill King Valley over the course of several days and nights. But compared to his current deeds, that was nothing.
Which of the Six Great Sects wasn’t stronger than Pill King Valley?
For the past two years, the Six Great Sects had held absolute power in the Cyan Cloud Country, ruling as tyrants. Who would have dared to speak a single word against them?
Yet now, they had been crushed by Ning Jiang in a single day. It was simply unimaginable.
"A man as fine as jade, a master without peer. Peerless in all the world, he has returned!"
This sentence echoed throughout Cyan Cloud.