Cultivating with Top Enlightenment
Chapter 52 - 48: Nothing More

Chapter 52: Chapter 48: Nothing More

Ning Qi’s figure was as elusive as a white cloud, either dodging the Gang Qi or brandishing the Dragon Owl Sword, with Inner Strength attached to it, slicing the Gang Qi into pieces.

But at this moment, Tie Ying took the initiative to charge forward with extreme speed.

Ning Qi also adapted to the situation.

With a light tap of his toe, his momentum suddenly changed, his eyes were indifferent, and like a dragon roaming in the dark night, he surged forward, even faster than Tie Ying.

His self-created Misty Dragon Roaming Step was an unmatched ultimate skill, outstanding in both agility for evasion and speed for charging. Suddenly bursting forth, it made Tie Ying’s heart skip a beat, sensing that things were not good.

But it was too late.

The two charged at each other, the distance of dozens of feet covered in a mere breath.

Tie Ying looked at the indifferent middle-aged Taoist, feeling uneasy, but at this moment of narrow encounter, the brave wins. He had confidence in his Heavenly Eagle True Gang. If he retreated now, his momentum would surely fall into disadvantage, and today he might leave with nothing, or even be unable to retreat safely.

Three feet remaining.

Tie Ying’s palms turned into eagle claws, and with a clanging sound, a pair of sharp claws extended from both his hands, glimmering with a faint light in the night sky.

He roared angrily in his heart.

"Heavenly Eagle Claw!"

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and waves of Gang Qi erupted from his body, tearing through the sharp claws, instantly forming two sharp eagle claw Gang Qi. The cry of a heavenly eagle could be heard, shaking one’s spirit.

His very first move was a killer move!

Relying on this move, Tie Ying was always victorious, having even killed a strong Gang Essence Realm master before.

But Ning Qi was no ordinary person.

The impact of the heavenly eagle’s cry on him was negligible, several faux deaths had strengthened his spirit far beyond his peers.

Looking at the eagle claw True Gang.

Ning Qi’s expression did not change, maintaining his usual indifference.

In the astonished gaze of Tie Ying, he lightly swung his sword, the Dragon Owl Sword slashing from two feet away, unexpectedly, instead of Gang Qi, an Inner Strength of red and blue hues extended from the sword.

"Inner Essence Realm?!"

Tie Ying found it somewhat absurd and was about to laugh, thinking the opponent was a pig dressed as a tiger, an Inner Essence Realm person had scared him, a Gang Essence Realm.

But the sarcastic laughter had not yet escaped when it abruptly stopped.

Tie Ying’s eyes widened with intense disbelief.

He saw the red and blue Inner Strength extending from the Dragon Owl Sword, breaking through three feet almost instantly.

Ning Qi lightly waved his sword.

Though he was three feet away, the Inner Strength had already reached to kill.

Physical strength was also integrated within.

Tie Ying seemed to see two massive mountains of ice and fire pressing down, a faint rumble echoed, chilling his scalp, and an intense scorching breath came forth, along with an eerie chill, the terrifying Sword Intent was unheard of, and the Inner Strength was truly astonishing.

The Heavenly Eagle True Gang had almost no resistance as it was slashed apart.

The three feet of Inner Strength Sword Qi was unstoppable, continuing to slash.

Tie Ying’s soul almost left his body, barely managing to raise his Protective Gang Qi, his entire body became rigid in place.

He slowly lowered his head.

He saw a horrifying wound extending from his left shoulder, slashing through to his right abdomen. Blood was about to spurt out, but was frozen by an extreme cold, forming icy blood flowers.

"What... what on earth is this?"

Tie Ying’s eyes bulged out, trying desperately to move his hand, but vitality drained away at an alarming speed.

He could feel that the so-called Inner Strength was vibrating, rotating, cutting, and his Protective Gang Qi was like fragile paper, almost instantly shattered.

You call this the Inner Essence Realm?!

But he was destined not to get an answer.

Ning Qi swung his sword again.

A swift stroke to the throat, ice blossomed, and the fresh blood poised to spurt immediately solidified.

Tie Ying’s corpse collapsed to the ground.

Ning Qi’s eyes flickered slightly.

"This person, is weaker than I imagined."

White Mist Realm, seems just so?

Ning Qi had a clearer understanding of his own strength.

Facing a Gang Essence Realm for the first time, he was quite satisfied with the power of the Cold Flame Triple Sword, easily shattering the Protective Gang Qi of White Mist Realm. Of course, it was also possible that this opponent was not formidable within the White Mist Realm.

"Gotta go support my senior brothers."

Ning Qi glanced at his opponent’s corpse. There was no time to deal with it now, so he swiftly dashed towards the Martial Arts Arena, where the battle continued.

But what he didn’t know was.

At the moment he killed Tie Ying, the situation at the Martial Arts Arena had already changed.

Originally.

Tie Long was alone battling the True Inheritors, still having energy to spare, from time to time provoking with words, fully capturing everyone’s attention.

"Tsk tsk, Qing State says, Taoist Longshan’s disciples are all talents, but today I see, they’re only so-so."

But as soon as he finished speaking, his face changed dramatically.

A faint wrenching pain emanated from his heart.

Making his pupils reflect disbelief.

"Second brother is dead?!"

"How is that possible?!"

Tie Long, lost in thought, nearly injured by Ye Qinghe’s sword light, Ye Qinghe cursed angrily:

"An old coward hiding all the time, clearly not daring to provoke my master. If I train for a few more years, I’ll kill you like slaughtering a dog!"

Tie Long swung a punch, the Fist Gang forcing everyone back.

Ignoring the verbal jabs, he shockingly looked towards the Scripture Pavilion, waves of panic overwhelming his heart.

The Iron Ridge Three Fierce, after gaining a fortuitous encounter, each swallowed a Unity Gu, parasitizing inside, enhancing Martial Path cultivation.

Besides, if one dies, the others could sense it.

And now.

Iron Ying’s Unity Gu had died, which was self-explanatory.

"How could it be possible? Second brother just left not long ago, might not even have reached the Scripture Pavilion, yet suddenly he died? Doesn’t this mean he had almost no resistance against the hidden opponent?!"

Tie Long’s eyes showed a trace of fear.

To have such power to kill the second brother instantly, even by surprise, couldn’t be underestimated.

"Is there a hidden master from the True Martial Sect, or has Taoist Longshan emerged from retreat?"

"Damn! That Wang bastard trapped us!"

Tie Long gnashed his teeth, fear creeping into his heart.

Even though he kept calling Taoist Longshan names, if they really faced him, they’d flee faster than anyone, Taoist Longshan’s fame wasn’t made by charlatanry, but by his sword, one kill at a time!

All three of them together wouldn’t even be enough to be seen by him.

They dared to cause trouble in True Martial Sect purely because they knew Taoist Longshan was in secluded closed-door training, unable to exit.

"Retreat! Immediate retreat!"

Tie Long immediately had the intent to retreat, with no thought of avenging Tie Ying, knowing nothing about the hidden master’s background. Now is not the time, as the Unity Gu’s backlash began, reducing his strength, he must find a place to recuperate.

If he delayed any longer here, he might end up buried here.

Tie Long’s fists shot forward repeatedly, dragon-shaped Gang Qi firing indiscriminately around, constant roaring.

But Jiang Baishan and others were not easy to deal with, quickly noticing Tie Long’s intent to retreat.

Unaware of what happened, they certainly couldn’t let him leave easily.

Coming and going as he pleases.

Does he think True Martial Sect is a mere playground?