Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 420: Chapter 416: One Against Seven

As he spoke, Ning Jiang’s eyes snapped open. At that instant, the very air before him seemed to brighten, his gaze holding an invincible conviction.

’If a god blocks my path, I’ll kill the god; if a buddha blocks my path, I’ll kill the buddha!’

He took a single step forward, a move of profound mystery.

He stood at the center of the seven prodigies’ imposing auras, where a single move could set everything into motion. Enveloped by their pressure, an ordinary person wouldn’t dare to walk, let alone move a finger, for fear of provoking a Thunderbolt strike from the seven. But Ning Jiang ignored them all, taking a leisurely step forward.

"Hm?"

When Ning Jiang took that step, the expressions of all seven prodigies changed in unison.

They all sensed it. Ning Jiang, who should have been firmly locked in place by their auras, had just taken a step directly onto the weakest point of their combined pressure. It was like striking the core of a Grand Array or the one vulnerability of the Iron Cloth Shirt technique.

With that one step, Ning Jiang suppressed the focal point of their auras, forcing the seven to move according to his will. He had turned the tables, seizing the initiative.

This single step was enough to make the prodigies raise their estimation of Ning Jiang even higher!

"Ning Jiang, let me see your strongest Sword Technique!"

SHING.

Jian Jiuge was the first to attack.

A wave of Sword Qi swept out from his blade. The strike moved like a surging white wave, and the onlookers could even hear the sound of a roaring tide.

"Extreme Tide!"

The other disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect recognized the move and gasped in low voices.

This was a famous swordsmanship technique within the Celestial Sword Sect. Legend had it that its creator meditated by the shores of the East Sea for a hundred years to create this peerless strike.

"OM."

A strange sound rang out. Jing Fanzheng of Wuliang Palace had opened his mouth and uttered it. Instantly, an invisible sound wave solidified, transforming into thousands of sharp arrows that shot toward Ning Jiang from all directions.

"The Power of True Words!"

The crowd was terrified.

The cultivators of Wuliang Palace practiced a Cultivation Technique called the Infinite Scripture. It was a form of the Power of True Words, which could kill with a single utterance. It was utterly terrifying.

The sound-wave blades materialized mid-air, their translucent forms shimmering with a sharp, cold light, capable of slicing through metal.

"Fire Refining the Long Sky!"

The third to attack was Zhi Tianhou of Heaven-Burning Valley.

Two tiny glints of fire appeared in his pupils. The next moment, they erupted outward, transforming into two colossal flame dragons that lunged to devour Ning Jiang.

"Ice and Snow World."

Not far away, Yan Qingxue of Snow God Hall was the fourth to attack. Bone-chilling cold erupted from her body, forming a gigantic Ice Cone. It was as large as a mountain as it plummeted down toward Ning Jiang.

These two, one using ice and the other fire, wielded fundamentally different powers. Yet as their attacks erupted, they didn’t interfere with each other. On the contrary, their Ice and Fire Power showed signs of merging, adding even more might to their combined assault.

’If they could truly merge their Ice and Fire Power, the strength they’d possess probably wouldn’t be any weaker than a King’s Body.’

The crowd thought to themselves. But they also knew the chances of that were incredibly slim. Even the two Kings from Heaven-Burning Valley and Snow God Hall were incapable of such a feat.

"Punching Through the Sky!"

The fifth to strike was Xia Tianyu of the Primordial Sect. He threw a punch, and its aura solidified into a tangible beam of light that shot forward with unstoppable force.

The sixth and seventh attackers were Duan Wudao and Xu Yuanfeng.

One wielded the Light and Dark Power. As he attacked, black and white light surged from his body to form a stunning pillar of alternating colors.

The other commanded a vast and profound Spiritual Qi, even drawing upon the ambient Spiritual Qi from the heavens and earth. The resulting display was magnificent and unparalleled.

The seven number-one prodigies, nurtured by their respective Super Sects, attacked in unison.

And from the very start, they aimed for a killing blow, leaving Ning Jiang no chance of survival.

The entire area erupted into chaos!

"This kid is dead for sure."

The distant onlookers were profoundly shaken, their faces paling. They too were proud and arrogant geniuses, but they were still horrified by the combined attack.

After all, each of these seven individuals possessed power comparable to someone in the Earth Martial Realm.

Now that the seven had joined forces to unleash their strongest attack, even a true Earth Martial Realm expert would have their Domain shattered and be left with no place for burial.

"How could Ning Jiang, with his paltry Immortal Realm cultivation, possibly withstand such an attack?"

"If there’s anyone in the Six Eastern Provinces who could take this hit, it would have to be someone with a Sword King Body, right? But what makes this Ning kid worthy of being compared to a Sword King Body? I say he’s a dead man."

Many shook their heads, as if they could already see the brutal scene of a prodigy’s fall.

SHLICK.

Facing the Sword Aura that reached him first, Ning Jiang made his move.

He slashed his sword through the air, striking the tide-like Sword Aura.

HISS.

Ning Jiang’s sword strike was ingenious and flawless, like a work of nature.

Though the strike appeared ordinary, to Jian Jiuge’s utter astonishment, it landed precisely on the dazzling Sword Aura’s weakest point. Instantly, the Extreme Tide Sword Aura was like a venomous snake struck at its vital spot. All of its profound transformations were sealed, and it simply burst apart in mid-air.

"Your Swordsmanship is lacking. Come back after another ten years of practice."

Ning Jiang said coolly.

Jian Jiuge’s pupils constricted in disbelief.

His sword strike could have injured even an Earth Martial Realm expert, yet Ning Jiang had intercepted and shattered it at the most crucial point. The agony of having his technique so thoroughly dismantled was something Jian Jiuge had never felt before.

He had once received guidance from the Celestial Sword King of his Sect. The Celestial Sword King himself had declared that no one below the rank of King could possibly find a flaw in this attack.

But Ning Jiang had found it!

’What supreme level of Swordsmanship does that represent? Doesn’t that mean his Eye Power is comparable to a King’s?’ Especially Ning Jiang’s final remark—it was like a sharp blade stabbing straight into Jian Jiuge’s heart.

After forcing Jian Jiuge back with a single sword strike, Ning Jiang formed a sword-finger with his left hand and slashed through the air.

KRAK.

A strand of Sword Qi as ethereal as autumn water appeared. It was only three feet long, but as Ning Jiang’s fingers swept by, it rapidly expanded and split into hundreds, then thousands, of copies, which then collided with Jing Fanzheng’s Power of True Words.

"The Power of True Words? Ridiculous," Ning Jiang said dismissively.

Jing Fanzheng’s face turned livid.

Immediately after, Ning Jiang threw a punch, meeting Xia Tianyu’s fist aura head-on.

BOOM!

A deafening thunderclap echoed between heaven and earth.

A tangible shockwave, visible to the naked eye, erupted from the point of impact between their fists.

It instantly swept across several hundred meters, causing the very air to churn. The sound, like rolling thunder, traveled for dozens of miles. The surrounding onlookers felt as if a violent storm was washing over them; the wind whipped their clothes about, and they trembled, struggling to stay on their feet.

"So strong."

The crowd was dumbstruck. With just a single sword strike, a point of his finger, and one punch, Ning Jiang had easily nullified the attacks of three great prodigies. It was unbelievable.

"But there are still four attacks left! How can he possibly block them all? He’s still going to die!"

At that moment, the other four attacks were already upon Ning Jiang, leaving him no time to deal with them one by one.

This was the very definition of being outnumbered—two fists are no match for four hands.

However, as the four attacks entered a three-foot radius around Ning Jiang, they all came to a sudden halt.

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