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Chapter 376 - 25: The Killer, An Jing! (5600, 2-in-1, 3/3)_2

Chapter 376: Chapter 25: The Killer, An Jing! (5600, 2-in-1, 3/3)_2

How could Mo Li have known the astonishment in An Jing’s heart when he miraculously wasn’t instantly killed by him? Had he known, he might have been so mad that he couldn’t catch his breath.

But now, as he activated "Yuan Cang’s Cold Rain Chronicle," dragon scales appeared at the wound on his arm, mingling with the surrounding Frost Calamity cold air, and surprisingly temporarily healed the wound.

Seeing this, the Subdue Evil Sword Spirit was quite surprised, "Dragon Blood, True Spirit Method—wow, this guy’s ancestor slayed a Great Demon King-level Dragon Blood Demon Spirit and replaced his bloodline with its blood, turning his Mortal Blood into True Spirit Blood!"

"No wonder this guy came to the Northern Border, his bloodline is clearly that of the Cold Dragon, commanding wind, frost, clouds, and rain, making this land of Frost Calamity the perfect season for cultivation!"

"What about the Array Plate?" An Jing asked, "These two Array Plates are of Martial Meridian-level power; I just tried to resist them directly but felt as though I was facing the Martial Meridians of the Western Patrol Envoy and the others, sheer strength simply couldn’t penetrate them."

"Had this young boy’s control not been slightly off, my slash might not have even injured him."

"The power of his Array Plates has harnessed the Earth Vein forces that were deficient due to missing Divine Weapons."

The Subdue Evil Sword Spirit easily saw through the direction of the Earth Vein, declaring confidently, "Simply put, these two Array Plates are meant to replace Divine Weapons, the current strength is of Martial Meridian because they have not yet fully merged with the Earth Vein; should they merge, they may unleash the power of the Divine Repository."

"Aside from strength, the specific effects need careful observation to be fully understood, but generally speaking, to restrict it is just like restricting a Divine Weapon."

An Jing thought of Kanming City and immediately understood, "Earth Pulse Node?"

"Right." The Subdue Evil Sword Spirit seemed somewhat worried, "But if preparations had been made earlier to destroy it, it would have been manageable. Now, going to destroy the Earth Pulse Node might be too late."

"No rush."

An Jing instead smiled and immediately shouted like thunder, "Destroy the Earth Pulse Node!"

—Destroy the Earth Pulse Node—

Like thunder, the sound waves cascaded, resonating across half of Linjiang City in an instant.

"What?"

Not far away, Xu Tai heard this sound and couldn’t help but hesitate.

Although he extremely disliked the actions of that spoilt brat, the other party was still a grandson of the Dragon Martial Great General; opposing the spoilt brat might still be justifiable, but to destroy the Earth Pulse Node just to combat this brat... at least it couldn’t be done openly, right?

But the conflicted Xu Tai did not realize that although An Jing seemed to be conversing with him, he was actually talking to Bai Qinghan.

"Aunt, I need to go help Eldest Senior."

In the small courtyard, Bai Qinghan bowed slightly to Shen Mubai, while Shen, astonished at how her son could always cause such a major stir wherever he went, repeatedly waved her hand, "No need to tell me, no need to tell me... I can take care of myself, you guys make your own decision."

Bai Qinghan’s figure disappeared into the snowstorm.

In the city center, An Jing launched several attacks against Mo Li, all to no avail, but he was in high spirits.

"Quite nice!"

An Jing, holding the Tyrant Sea Blade, was once again shaken back to his original position by the force of the Array Plates, leaving long drag marks on the ground.

But he was not anxious. Instead, he was quite pleased, "Possessing the power of Martial Meridian but lacking the skill of Martial Meridian, a perfect target for practice."

It must be said, after experiencing the high-pressure environment like Kanming City, Linjiang City simply felt like a minor scene.

Although An Jing had slain three grandmasters, he knew how much preparation he had done, and the assistance he’d had from his master Mingguang Dust.

Overall, he had always been pressed by several Martial Meridians, toughened by resistance and managed to counterattack, but what could compare to now, dealing with a punching bag that had Martial Meridian-level power but only the skills of an ordinary Inner Strength martial artist?

This time, knowing his opponent had no more Dark Hand, An Jing held nothing back and directly used his two Great Divine Powers.

Coalescing Qi into Soldiers... and Dissolving Troops into Spirit!

With the blade held upright before him, An Jing’s entire figure was enshrouded in a translucent, twisting mist of light white as smoke or flame, with only two spots of blood-red light shining intermittently atop his head, like human eyes.

The Taibai Luminous Godly Ban was fully activated, An Jing had driven his Taibai Fiend Qi to its limits, and with the Tyrant Sea Blade as the center, in the ruins of the city center, the weapons of the dead warriors, the weapons hastily discarded by fleeing warriors, as well as iron ingots and copper ingots, silver coins and copper coins in the warehouses, all began to buzz faintly.

—What is this?

The next moment, under Mo Li’s incredulous gaze, countless weapons and silver and copper pieces quickly gathered toward An Jing’s hand, as if attracted by a powerful magnet.

During their flight, these weapons continuously disassembled, melted, turning into countless tiny fragments, while the Taibai Fiend Qi absorbed and fixed the essence of these weapons, once again solidifying them into a tangible form.

Finally, accompanied by a series of long, clanging sounds of steel, a blade with the Tyrant Sea Blade at its center, reaching three zhang in length, and still continuously fusing and re-forging, appeared in An Jing’s hand.

This giant blade, swung with his power, brought with it a sweeping tide of light; yet, within this tide, if one looked closely, it was filled with countless sharp, tiny Edge Blades of Golden Qi, rolling and flowing like a gigantic grinder, ready to shred everything before it into pieces!

"Ah!"

Seeing this strike, Mo Li immediately had goosebumps; he was currently filled with the power of the two Great Formations, and his Fate Pattern was activated. There had already grown two dragon horns on his head, and his face and arms were covered with scales, beginning to transform into a True Spirit.

Yet even so, his mindset was still that of an ordinary Inner Strength Martial Artist, and seeing such an exaggerated giant blade smashing down on him, no way he could remain calm.