All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 764 - 109: I’m Sorry I Couldn’t Make You Go All Out, An Jing (4400)_2

Chapter 764: Chapter 109: I’m Sorry I Couldn’t Make You Go All Out, An Jing (4400)_2

Just as expected, in the midst of her escape, Ye Yue Long suddenly turned back. At this moment, she had already reattached her head and took out her Judge’s Brush, spreading ink in the air.

Accompanied by a distant bell ringing, all the accumulated death energy and Netherworld energy within the Nameless Mountain Range and the wilderness began to converge towards her. A Yellow Spring of the Netherworld emerged out of thin air, raising an eerie and dark wave, turbulent like a dragon, carrying endless ghostly soul death qi towards An Jing.

In such a full-scale disadvantageous situation, she still did not give up on winning, merely defending and running away. Instead, she chose to continue attacking!

As the Yellow Spring wave rushed in, An Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled. The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a resounding clanging of the sword.

Then, without dodging or avoiding, he stood in mid-air, slashing out thousands of swords in an instant, cutting the wave with blades!

The common belief is that drawing a blade to cut water will only make the water flow heavier; it is a mere playful act of a child to cut water with a sword.

But for powerful Martial Artists, such common beliefs are nothing but insults that need to be overturned with their skills, cultivation, and will!

Buzz!

It was as if a great whale from the Heavenly Sea sang loudly, the Sword Qi soared across the sky, shattering the flowing water!

The leading edge of the dark Yellow Spring wave suddenly collapsed, turning into a mass of expanding mist, scattering in all directions.

In the surrounding wilderness, the Martial Artists who were still observing the battle between An Jing and Ye Yue Long, or those who hadn’t managed to escape, felt the vast, spreading ghostly soul death qi. Countless black drops of rain fell, causing the flesh and blood of anyone who touched it to wither and decay like a dead corpse, and armor and clothes to rot and corrode upon contact.

Buzzzzz—

A series of high-speed sword hums rang out. The entire Yellow Spring wave, from front to back, crumbled into deathly rain mist segment by segment, turning the forest below their battle site into a lifeless desolate land. In the coming decades, this area would become an excellent gathering spirit land for ghosts, with the Sword Fiend’s intent potentially attracting strong fierce ghosts, possibly even nurturing a Sword Ghost Demon King!

"How is this possible?!"

Ye Yue Long struggled to maintain the Yellow Spring wave. She exerted all her energy, condensing the purest Yellow Spring Water into a water dragon and pounced on An Jing. But An Jing was able to use his single sword to sever the dragon’s head, break its body, completely destroy and slay the entire Netherworld Dragon, turning it into a downpour!

—At least use some finishing moves!

But this was where Ye Yue Long misunderstood An Jing— An Jing’s finishing move was exactly this: an unbelievably powerful basic quality and an extremely refined martial arts skill that defied common logic.

Whatever Blast Sword, Snow Swinging Blade, or seemingly grand killing sword qi and Unsheath, they were nothing more than a powerful strike, multiple flying swords, Air-Cleaving Sword and an all-out attack. He was indeed fighting Ye Yue Long very seriously, and yes, he had indeed held back a little, curious to see if she could come up with some new tricks.

"You’ll get yourself into trouble if you keep holding back!"

Subdue Evil said: "This guy definitely has a True Lord behind her, likely watching over. If that True Lord strikes from a distance, you’re in serious danger."

"And let’s not even mention the Grandmaster behind me. It’s as if the True Lord wouldn’t intervene if I didn’t hold back. By holding back now, I can change my moves and decide to fight or flee,"

An Jing was calm and composed. He knew that Ye Yue Long definitely had backing, so he held back a bit, ready to use the Great Void Passage to escape at any time: "In my opinion, I’d be more nervous if the True Lord didn’t make a move. If they did, I’d be more at ease."

Now, having finished the fight, made his name, and fulfilled his threats, if he encountered a True Lord, he would naturally escape if necessary. After all, escaping from a True Lord is a miracle for someone with Martial Meridians.

In reality, An Jing waved his sword, pushing away the Yellow Spring wave, raising a splash, clearly intending to rise against the tide and charge towards Ye Yue Long.

But at this moment, Ye Yue Long’s hand suddenly paused.

"Grandmaster?"

She was momentarily dazed, struggling showing on her face: "What? Is it necessary? I’m... I’m not disloyal to the sect, but..."

Ye Yue Long’s eyes widened, and a subtle glim appeared in her ghostly green, blind-like eyes. The lifeless Soul Fire ignited, locking eyes with the frowning An Jing. Her voice was hollow but gradually grew resolute: "Understood..."

"Be careful, the True Lord behind this girl is making a move." Subdue Evil’s tone became serious: "He’s pressing this girl’s body and soul to make a move, burning her lifespan and destiny to fight you!"

"Oh? Treating a disciple as a consumable? I thought the Taiming Sect counted as a righteous Upper Gate." An Jing was slightly surprised but not astonished, while Subdue Evil denied: "How is this treating her as a consumable? You are Taiming Sect’s enemy, eliminating you merely costs a few decades of lifespan, what of it? The sect nurtures warriors precisely to have them sacrifice for the collective at crucial moments."

"Being able to use the True Transmission means you pose a great enough threat to Taiming Sect."

"An Jing."

Ye Yue Long raised her head, took a deep breath, and candidly said: "The move I’m about to use will be my all-out effort. If you can withstand it, I will let you kill or cut as you please. But if you can’t... be careful!"

"Ha."

Yet An Jing was not angered in the slightest. He didn’t respond in kind but chuckled lightly: "If my Grandmaster wanted to eliminate an enemy of the sect through me, he would rather burn his own essence than let me suffer even a bit of harm– he would even move me away first, then strike from a distance to avoid collateral damage."