bookandnovel Chapter 14650 The Terrifying Wang Jing
Chapter 14650 The Terrifying Wang Jing
Chapter 14650 The Terrifying Wang Jing
Mu Qianxue's lips curled up slightly, a knowing smile flashing in her eyes: "Him? He's probably already slipped out of Broken Realm Mountain and is probably enjoying himself in some secret realm."
However, at that moment, a chilling voice, like a venomous snake, suddenly rang in their ears: "You, as members of the Holy Temple, actually helped that brat Ling Xiao to cause trouble. You are traitors, you deserve to die!"
Before the words were even finished, Chi Ling and Mu Qianxue didn't even have time to react before they felt their necks tighten as an invisible hand gripped their throats. The two struggled desperately, but found that all their spiritual power was sealed, and they couldn't muster any strength at all. They could only watch helplessly as the other person's figure slowly emerged from the void.
"Wang Jing!"
Mu Qianxue's face turned deathly pale instantly, her eyes filled with horror.
This Wang Jing is the master of the Holy Temple's Silent Annihilation Hall. His strength is unfathomable. Even the first lord of their border city cannot match him, let alone the two of them!
"Rest assured, I will not kill you easily." Wang Jing's voice was icy cold, carrying a hint of mocking cruelty. "Traitors, death would be too easy for you. Your suffering has only just begun!"
The next moment, a cold glint flashed at his fingertips.
With two soft "poof" sounds, Mu Qianxue and Chi Ling's dantian were instantly destroyed, and their spiritual power dissipated like a flood.
Wang Jing casually waved his hand, tossing the two men to the ground like trash. Then, he slowly raised his head, coldly gazing at the distant battlefield, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"A bunch of idiots, completely fooled by a brat in his early twenties, turning on each other and wasting all their years!"
However, he did not go to intervene in the battle between the Sword Star Sanctuary and the Broken Realm Mountain.
The Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword was already within the Silent Extinction Court's grasp. The fiercer the fighting and the more people died, the more advantageous it would be for him. He understood the principle of "when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits" better than anyone.
Immediately, his gaze turned to the distance, in the direction Ling Xiao had fled. A cold glint flashed in Wang Jing's eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Boy, do you really think your little tricks can fool everyone? You underestimate the heroes of the world!"
……
Deep within a secluded, untouched paradise, ancient trees reach for the sky, and the air is thick with spiritual energy.
Ling Xiao sat cross-legged on a smooth blue stone, surrounded by a faint demonic light. In front of him floated dozens of jade slips of different colors, their surfaces shimmering with spiritual light and exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
These are the secret manuals passed down from the border city.
The secret manual is all-encompassing, containing not only the core swordsmanship essence of the Sword Star Sanctuary, but also many other fields such as saber techniques, spear techniques, fist manuals, and formations, all of which are supreme arts that have been lost to the Silent Realm for a long time.
Ling Xiao did not intend to learn the entire technique. Instead, he used the Devouring Heaven Demon Art as a guide to absorb its essence and integrate it into his own martial arts system, filling in the gaps and seeking a breakthrough opportunity.
The path of demons is inherently unconventional; it can integrate all methods and encompass all paths!
His current demonic cultivation has reached the "My Demon" realm, only one step away from the next. But this one step is as difficult as ascending to heaven, as if separated by an insurmountable chasm.
This vast wisdom of our predecessors is his greatest hope for breaking free from constraints.
Time slips away quietly in the stillness of cultivation.
This period of time, undisturbed, was the most peaceful time he had experienced recently.
Meanwhile, during the time he devoted himself to cultivation, the Broken Boundary Mountain had already undergone earth-shattering changes...
Inside the Broken Boundary Mountain, the battle was deafening.
After the blood-robed elder sent out a distress signal, the powerful figures in the valley began a frenzied attack on the three sword cultivators from the Sword Star Holy Hall. The valley was stained crimson with the clash of swords and the roar of magical artifacts.
Although the three were incredibly brave and their swordsmanship was exceptionally sharp, each strike capable of killing a Transcending Realm expert, they were ultimately no match for the overwhelming force of dozens of powerful opponents. They gradually became exhausted under the combined attack of these experts.
After nearly an hour of fierce fighting, the middle-aged man in black and the woman in blue were struck by several attacks simultaneously. Their protective aura shattered inch by inch, and their physical bodies and souls were annihilated in the void, leaving not a trace.
In the arena, only the old man in the blood-red robe remained, surrounded by enemies.
The warriors of Broken Boundary Mountain also paid a heavy price. A total of five Broken Boundary Realm experts perished under the swords of these three!
It has to be said that these three from the Sword Star Sanctuary are truly terrifyingly powerful!
The old man in the blood-red robe surveyed his surroundings, his expression twisted, his eyes bloodshot as he surveyed the menacing enemies around him. The longsword he gripped tightly trembled violently, emitting a resentful hum, due to the excessive amount of violent energy he had poured into it, and cracks on the blade were spreading at a visible speed.
The middle-aged man, Zhao Kuo, stepped forward, staring at him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Where exactly is the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword! Tell me, and I might leave you a whole corpse!"
The old man in the blood-red robe slowly raised his head, looked at Zhao Kuo, and revealed a crazed and venomous smile on his face. His voice was hoarse like a vengeful ghost: "A complete corpse? Hahaha... The wrath of the Sword Star Sanctuary is about to descend! You... will pay the price for this in blood!"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly roared to the sky, his voice shrill and resolute: "Sword Burial! Annihilation!"
hum.
The longsword that had been with him for hundreds of years suddenly turned its blade, transforming into a resolute streak of blood-red light, carrying an indomitable momentum, and plunged fiercely into his own brow!
boom.!!!
An indescribable, destructive energy exploded outwards from his body!
Countless tiny yet extremely sharp crimson sword beams poured out like a torrential rain, sweeping indiscriminately in all directions! Wherever they passed, even space itself was cleaved into countless fragments!
The nearest expert from Breaking Boundaries Mountain was caught off guard; his protective aura and physical body were instantly shredded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving him no time to even scream. The others were horrified, frantically activating their movement techniques to retreat tens of thousands of feet, their faces filled with terror!
The space where the blood-robed elder had originally been had long since been completely annihilated, turning into a constantly collapsing black hole of nothingness, emanating a terrifying suction force that devoured everything.
For a long, long time.
The power of space slowly healed the wounds, the black hole gradually closed up, and returned to calm.
The place was empty.
That attack just now was the final act of the old man in the blood-red robe, who burned away his soul and life!
This single strike also killed at least three top experts from Breaking Boundaries Mountain!
In the distant void, Wang Jing gazed at the now tranquil sky and sighed softly, "They destroyed themselves without hesitation... The ruthlessness and decisiveness of the Sword Star Sanctuary are truly terrifying."
……
In the secret mountain range, Lingxiao remained quietly seated.
Around him, two demonic energies of vastly different natures swirled and coiled like dragons. One was domineering and incomparable, capable of incinerating all things; the other was profound and unpredictable, capable of devouring heaven and earth.