Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

But the power continually erupted from within him, endless and boundless.

With one diminishing while the other gained, he was handling it more and more effortlessly.

Starting to form a unilateral suppression.

...

At the peak of the Immortal Mountain, before the Ancient Mirror.

The blue-robed Daoist and the gray-robed Daoist silently watched the scene in the mirror, their expressions somewhat grave.

Within the mirror, Jiang Ning was bathed in flames, growing bolder with each fight, while the two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers showed visibly dimming silver light, their movements sluggish, and their power far weaker than before.

"The Heavenly Soldiers’ Immortal Stone has been consumed by more than half," the gray-robed Daoist slowly opened his mouth, a trace of regret in his voice, "Ancient objects are ultimately challenging to adapt to today’s realm. Unable to draw energy from the world, they can only use the Immortal Stone as the driving force for movement. In a year of plentiful Spiritual Energy, these two Heavenly Soldiers would be enough to battle real Immortals, but now, they cannot even take down a warrior who has just entered Primordial Spirit."

The blue-robed Daoist watched the scene in the mirror, slowly opening his mouth: "This King Luoshui of Great Xia, using Forbidden Techniques to forcibly raise combat power, is burning the Origin of Qi-Blood, making it a desperate gamble. He won’t be able to sustain it for long."

He added, "Burning the Origin of life, forcibly squeezing out potential. The cost is great; without special opportunities or heaven-defying treasures, after this battle, his foundation will surely be damaged, and his lifespan greatly reduced."

The gray-robed Daoist’s eyes flashed with a keen light, and he looked probing towards the blue robe: "Dao Brother, the energy of the Heavenly Soldiers is nearing depletion, if the battle continues, they might face complete destruction. Though these two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers are not top-notch secret treasures, they are precious. Should we recall them now to preserve something?"

"Impossible!" The blue-robed Daoist slowly shook his head.

"Why?" The gray-robed Daoist frowned, "Duan Tianya is already dead, if the Heavenly Soldiers are destroyed here, wouldn’t we be suffering a loss for nothing?"

"You forget the Martial Saint." The blue-robed Daoist’s tone was deep, his gaze still fixed on the scene in the Ancient Mirror, "Although his aura weakens day by day, neither you nor I can see through how much strength he truly has left. If he hasn’t reached the point of utter exhaustion, recalling the Heavenly Soldiers now, the fluctuation of energy would inevitably be traced back by him."

He paused, his voice colder, "For eight hundred years, he has guarded the world, most detesting the interference of the Grotto Heaven in the mortal realm. If he finds out the Heavenly Soldiers come from our hands, in his fury, he might drag his battered body into the Grotto Heaven. Then, who can block his final strike?"

Upon hearing this, the gray-robed Daoist’s expression changed drastically.

"Indeed, he has dominated the world for eight hundred years, forcing celestial beings to bow their heads. Even now seemingly in twilight, who dares to wager if he still holds the power to burn the heavens? If he truly disregards everything and retaliates fiercely, though the Grotto Heaven could rely on the world’s force for defense, it too would suffer great damage, possibly torn apart and destroyed entirely."

He murmured, then slowly nodded, his tone full of admiration: "Dao Brother, your considerations are thorough."

Then he let out a long sigh, "Forget it, though the two Heavenly Soldiers are precious, they are not worth taking such a great risk. It’s just a pity... This probe failed to force the Martial Saint to act."

"Man proposes and Heaven disposes!" The blue-robed Daoist opened his mouth and continued, "Who could have guessed this King Luoshui would possess such strength within him! Coupled with a powerful Forbidden Technique, able to withstand the encirclement of two Heavenly Soldiers. But this move is not without effect, at least forcing this King Luoshui to fight desperately. Such prolonged use of Forbidden Techniques, after this battle, he will be half-ruined, and his future accomplishments will be limited!"

While the two were conversing.

Boom—

A roar in the mirror, the air rippling like water, one Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier was punched to the ground by Jiang Ning and couldn’t rise for a moment.

"The energy of the Immortal Stone is exhausted!" The gray-robed Daoist’s eyes condensed as he spoke in a serious tone.

In the mirror, the fallen Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier’s silver light had dimmed completely, attempting several times to lift its body, but repeatedly fell back weakly.

"Is it finally over?" Jiang Ning thought this as he witnessed the scene.

Subsequently, facing another attacking Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier.

The silver spear in his hand transformed into a silver beam tearing through the sky, sweeping out with tremendous force.

Clang—

This blow landed solidly between the waist and abdomen of the remaining Heavenly Soldier.

The immense force bent the towering body of the Heavenly Soldier, the Silver Armor groaned under the strain, and even showed slight cracks.

It was whipped by the silver spear, flying sideways, crashing down half of an already crumbling hill, half-buried by falling rocks.

Jiang Ning did not pursue, but stood holding his spear in mid-air, the crimson flames around him still blazing, though his breathing had become heavy.

Sustained intense battle, even with the support of the Heart Tribulation Fire Forbidden Technique, he felt fatigue from both body and mind.

Especially as the Forbidden Technique burned everything within him, though there was replenishment from the Authority of blood and flesh, this continuous burning of oneself posed a heavy burden on his body and mind.

He lowered his head to look at the silver spear he had captured, the spear still cold and hard, but the connection to its owner seemed severed, no longer having the gripping pull it had moments before.

He then looked towards the collapsed hill in the distance, at the fallen rocks.

This time, the Heavenly Soldier swept away by him was silent for much longer.

"Is it all going to end?" This thought flashed through his mind.

But his form remained tense.

For his spiritual sense told him, he was still being targeted by the gaze he had felt before.

The power of the Heart Tribulation Fire, he dared not disperse now.

Because he did not know, if the owner behind the Heavenly Soldiers, the owner of that gaze, would do more, even personally intervene due to the failure of the Heavenly Soldiers.

Just then.

He slightly lifted his head.

Amidst the dust and smoke of the hillside, a silver light appeared.

The next moment.

He tightened his grip on the long spear, his form slightly leaning back, bending as a bow.

Then the long spear in his hand was fiercely thrown.

The moment the spear left his hand, a piercing screech exploded in the air.

The silver light like a meteor pierced through the sky, tearing the lingering smoke, precisely aiming at the chest of the Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier just starting to rise.

Clang!!!

Amid the deafening crash, the spearhead deeply embedded into the chest armor of the Heavenly Soldier, pushing it to fly backward again, causing layers of rocks along the way to crumble.

The earth was torn into trenches, which spread.

When the momentum of the long spear dissipated, the huge commotion also followed.

At this moment, Jiang Ning felt that Heavenly Soldier had no more movement.

And at this moment, he also felt the gaze he had been perceiving withdraw.

He stood silently in the sky, still bathed in crimson flames, unextinguished.

Until after more than a dozen breaths.

Hearing only the silence of the mountains and woods, and the soughing of the mountain wind, that feeling appeared no more.

He finally took a deep breath, deeply relaxed.

Then he collected the crimson flames around him, breathing slightly as he descended.

Upon landing, he glanced down at himself, the golden patterns that had just surfaced on his body had now faded.

On his flesh, there were no marks or scars remaining.

He then closed his eyes.

Inside, the Dragon and Tiger Golden Core was dim and lifeless.

Under his continuous fierce battles, the state of the Dragon and Tiger Golden Core had not recovered in the slightest, still in a state of being completely drained.

He could feel that not only the Dantian, but every part of his body was filled with fatigue.

Although there was replenishment from the Authority of blood and flesh, the continuous and beyond-limit intense battles still left him mentally and physically exhausted.

"But... it’s finally over!" He opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath.

Then walked forward.

He came to the brink of a deep pit.

At the bottom of the pit, a Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier lay completely dimmed and unresponsive.

This Heavenly Soldier wasn’t holding a long spear, lying quietly at the pit’s bottom.

His body softly leaped, right into the pit, arriving before the Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier.

The soldier bore numerous fist marks and traces of sharp implements.

Those were the battle scars left during his fierce fighting just moments ago.

He stooped low, extending his hand onto the cold chest armor of the Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier.

The touch was exceptionally hard, difficult to damage, and now also had no energy fluctuation, seemingly sunk into silence with the depletion of its driving force.

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