Dominating Martial King
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381: Chapter 228 How Could It Be So Strong (Please Subscribe)_4 381: Chapter 228 How Could It Be So Strong (Please Subscribe)_4 Twelve-year-old Qin Muge experienced three different stages of cultivation – in January of that year, she was just below the Seventh Grade in the Primordial Skill Realm; by February, her Primordial Skill had entered the upper Seventh Grade; in July, she reached the lower Sixth Grade, and soon afterward, she became a disciple of the Formless Divine Sect.

Yet this Character Card only reflected the weakest stage of Qin Muge.

But this was already sufficient, and more than enough.

Chu Xisheng watched the figures rushing towards him with a cold gaze, revealing a trace of pity in his eyes.

These assassins from the Killing Tower were overly cautious.

They had even brought along a Sixth Grade sorcerer.

These people were already no match for Qin Muge, and now, he had instinctively triggered the ‘God’s Sorrow’ which could triple his physical prowess.

Chu Xisheng once again experienced that strange sensation he felt when using the Qin Muge Character Card in the past.

Chu Xisheng felt as if something from the void had possessed him, causing his True Yuan to grow out of nowhere, his strength to increase, and his energy to surge within him.

At his forehead, a burning sensation occurred, and his Divine Soul Power suddenly magnified.

There were still two Spirit Cores, one his own, the other located at his forehead.

The Spirit Core in his forehead lacked self-awareness, and it seemed to be separated from his own Divine Soul by a layer of film.

At this moment, a Sixth-Grade Martial Cultivator, who had already charged through the air to his front, was precisely present.

“Die!”

With a cold laugh, the man raised his hand, and countless tiny crossbow arrows rained down on Chu Xisheng like a shower.

Following the rain of arrows, there was a sword thin as a long needle, thrusting straight at Chu Xisheng’s forehead.

However, just as the Sixth Grade assassin had scattered the arrows, he saw a streak of narrow blade light.

The Gentle Wind Thunder Blade that had been at Chu Xisheng’s waist had vanished without a trace, leaving only a glint of sharpness before his eyes.

“Clank!”

“Thud!”

The first sound was Chu Xisheng drawing his saber, and the second was the sound of the Sixth Grade assassin’s head being chopped off.

Both sounds arose almost simultaneously, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

The Sixth-Grade Silver Token assassin felt the severe pain on his neck only after his head had been severed from his body.

“Such a fast blade!

How could this guy be so—”

The Silver Token assassin’s eyes glazed over, marking his final thought.

At this moment, Chu Xisheng’s figure flickered like light and shadow.

Thud!

Thud!

He not only dodged the arrow rain but also, in a blink of an eye, struck twice with his blade, severing the heads of two Seventh Grade assassins who had pounced from downstream and creating two clouds of blood mist on the deck of the ship.

When Chu Xisheng turned around with his blade to look behind him, the four men coming from the two black canopy fast ships upstream all stopped in their tracks, frozen.

Right then, they all felt their scalps tingle with fear!

All four realized that the intelligence they had gathered beforehand was severely flawed.

Who on earth was this divine figure?

This guy had killed a Sixth-Grade Silver Token assassin with just one strike?

The two Silver Token assassins with upper Seventh-Grade cultivation had also lost their lives in an instant!

He was merely the tenth seat among Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers, how could he possibly be this strong?

Was it the ‘Heavenly Mechanism Martial Arts Manual’ and ‘Debating Martial Arts’ that underestimated Chu Xisheng, or had the world changed so rapidly that the standard of Martial Arts had drastically improved?

As the four were struck with terror and their thoughts in disarray, Chu Xisheng’s figure moved once again.

Chu Xisheng appeared in front of another Sixth-Grade Martial Cultivator in almost a blink-like fashion.

Extreme Move: Trace of Wind!

This was Chu Xisheng’s commonly used Extreme Secret Technique, which when executed with the aid of the Qin Muge Character Card, displayed an unusually different flair.

The man facing Chu Xisheng felt an extreme sense of danger in his heart.

“Seeking death!”

He didn’t hesitate to trigger the two needle syringes in his sleeve.

These were the hidden weapons ‘Immortal Tribulation’ from the Divine Machine Sect, which, in an instant, launched thousands of silver needles forward.

At the same time, he also used a precious Wind Escape Jade Talisman, intending to transform into a fierce wind and escape from in front of Chu Xisheng.

The slash Chu Xisheng had just used to kill his companion had completely robbed him of the courage to fight back.

This person was a Sixth Grade golden assassin from the Killing Tower, and his strength was significantly higher than that of the previous man.

But he knew his limitations and understood that he would definitely be unable to withstand that slash from Chu Xisheng.

However, in the next instant, he only saw a flash of cold light before his eyes.

It was like a divine punishment thundering down from the heavens, a single slash that cleaved through the wind his body had turned into and also beheaded him.

The three assassins who witnessed this scene were all instantly filled with dread.

That was clearly the ‘Power of Breaking Magic’!

And it was very strong, effortlessly breaking through Fifth Grade Wind Escape.

This meant that any magic would struggle to have any effect in front of Chu Xisheng, including the various life-saving Jade Talismans they had in their hands!

The three of them grew pale and despondent, feeling hopeless.

They had realized their own fate, and there was no way to reverse it.

Meanwhile, deep in the woods on the South Bank, Ji Qianqian was surrounded by four dead bodies.

They were four assassins from the Killing Tower who had come after her, all dead with exploded heads, without any chance of resistance.

After killing them, Ji Qianqian immediately took out the Corpse Dissolving Water from her sleeve and dripped it onto the four bodies.

As the four bodies rapidly dissolved into a pool of blood with a ‘sizzling’ noise, the Vice Captain of the Imperial Guard, Du Honglian, swiftly appeared behind her.

The area reeked of blood and foul odors.

She couldn’t help but hold her breath and bowed respectfully, “Commander!

We arrived a step late, please forgive us.”

Ji Qianqian smiled dismissively, “Two mere Sixth Grade silver assassins from the Killing Tower—did I really need your help?

If you had caught up with them, wouldn’t that have made me look incompetent?”

She brushed off her sleeves, “Later, you few can imitate their figures and retreat from the river in front of Chu Xisheng.”

In doing so, these four would no longer be considered as having died at the hands of Ji Qianqian.

These four had suddenly retreated for some unknown reason, unrelated to her.

As long as Chu Xisheng witnessed their departure with his own eyes, suspicion wouldn’t fall on her.

Ji Qianqian couldn’t help feeling secretly proud of her quick wit.

“By the way,” Ji Qianqian’s gaze shifted toward the direction of the river, “where is our Hall Master?

Is he alright now?”

Ji Qianqian knew that Chu Xisheng’s Divine Sense was extremely powerful now; within a ten-zhang distance, he even possessed the prescient ability of Divine Knowledge.

To avoid being caught out by Chu Xisheng, she had deliberately led these four far away.

They were fifteen li away from the river, well beyond the range of Chu Xisheng’s Divine Sense detection, and the thick forest could also obscure Chu Xisheng’s line of sight.

Correspondingly, Ji Qianqian also couldn’t know Chu Xisheng’s current condition.

Ji Qianqian could only rely on her own subordinates hiding in the shadows to ensure Chu Xisheng’s safety.

“He’s fine.”

Vice Captain of the Imperial Guard Du Honglian shook her head slightly, her eyes showing a strange look, “Those assassins from the Killing Tower are not his match.

Just now, from twelve li away, I saw that he didn’t need a second slash to kill.

Whether they were Sixth or Seventh Grade, all fell by his single slash.

Perhaps by the time the Commander arrives there, he will have already dealt with the combat.”

Upon hearing this, Ji Qianqian was stunned; she looked incredulously at Du Honglian.

She suspected her subordinate had been afflicted with an Illusion Technique and was spouting nonsense like the Arabian Nights.

Then, Ji Qianqian’s expression turned solemn; she transformed into a blur and rushed toward the riverside like the wind.

She wanted to see for herself if Chu Xisheng’s saber was really as powerful as Du Honglian claimed!