Chapter 471: Thunderous Might, Astonishing Everyone (Two-in-One)

Chapter 471: Thunderous Might, Astonishing Everyone (Two-in-One)



Fan Jing's eyes widened in horror as he witnessed the defenses of his two partners being breached far quicker than he could have imagined. This was an unprecedented occurrence.

As he watched three streaks of pitch-black light speeding toward him, Fan Jing swiftly activated a waist belt artifact, creating a protective shield around himself. Simultaneously, he unleashed several thick fire snakes to intercept the incoming darkness.

Instinctively, he glanced up at Fan Ze and Fan Jing, hoping that his partners could assist in erecting some defensive barriers. After all, he didn't have his signature artifact with him at that moment.

Indeed, Fan Ze and Fan Jing were wielding their signature artifacts to defend against the black lights. However, they were too preoccupied with their own battles to offer any assistance. Each of them faced two streaks of darkness flashing before them.

"Just how many artifacts does this guy have? Why are they all so incredibly powerful?" Fan Jing's heart sank as these thoughts raced through his mind.

He was all too aware that within this short span of time, his two partners could erect at least four layers of defense using their signature artifacts, and each barrier would not be easily breached. Yet, the current situation had turned his expectations upside down.

With this realization, Fan Jing's wariness heightened. "My spells and this waist belt artifact might not be enough to stop these attacks."

Without hesitation, Fan Jing seized the moment when his fire snakes were momentarily tangling with the three streaks of darkness. He pulled out a jade talisman and activated it.

"Boom!"

Vaguely, Fan Jing heard a peal of thunder.

Just as he had activated the talisman, a thick golden thunderbolt descended and struck the defensive shield created by his waist belt artifact.

"What kind of spell is this, and why is it so powerful?" Fan Jing's heart pounded with shock as he witnessed his artifact's shield being shattered instantly.

Seeing the golden thunderbolt land on the talisman's defensive shield and barely being held at bay, Fan Jing felt no relief. Simultaneously, he watched in horror as the two streaks of darkness in front of him penetrated his spell barriers and shot toward him.

Fan Jing immediately activated his protective aura and swiftly retrieved a shield from his storage bag, holding it in front of him. This shield was a defensive artifact he had used during the Golden Core stage, and it was better than nothing at this point.

However, Chu Ning's Seven Spirits Drill, refined from the fusion of the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Nail and the ninth-rank Golden Horn Beast's horn, was incredibly powerful. Even a typical Nascent Soul cultivator's signature artifact might not be able to withstand it.

Fan Jing, with his ordinary artifact, had no chance of stopping it.

One of the streaks of darkness struck the shield, shattering it into pieces. The darkness penetrated Fan Jing's protective aura without hindrance.

The crimson protective aura dissipated instantly under the assault of the darkness.

The other two streaks of darkness followed suit, piercing into Fan Jing's body.

"Ah!"

Fan Jing immediately felt the overwhelming destructive force of the darkness, his physical body and Nascent Soul suffering instant damage, causing him to let out a painful cry.

On the other side, Fan Ze and Fan Jing barely managed to hold off two streaks of darkness with their signature artifacts and various techniques.

Seeing their severely damaged signature artifacts, they felt their hearts bleeding.

Just then, they heard Fan Jing's anguished cry, and their hearts sank.

The two men's figures flickered as they prepared to rush to Fan Jing's side.

However, at that moment, two thick golden thunderbolts descended from the sky, striking towards each of them.

Fan Jing and Fan Ze halted, unable to ignore the threat, and quickly activated their artifact defenses.

Seizing this brief opportunity, Chu Ning's Five Elements Spirit Sword, which had already been recalled, suddenly shot out two swords—the crimson and golden ones.

They flew directly toward Fan Jing, who had already been struck by the Seven Spirits Drill.

Fan Jing's heart froze as he saw the two swords speeding toward him.

He had intended to separate his Nascent Soul from his body to escape, but he realized that his Nascent Soul had been injured by the previous two streaks of darkness, making it extremely difficult to control. Even if he managed to separate his soul, he doubted he could get very far.

A desperate cry escaped his lips.

"Save me!"

As his plea echoed, a clear chirping sound emanated from the crimson spirit sword.

Fan Jing felt as if an ancient spirit bird was rushing toward him, and in an instant, it entered his body.

The familiar fire-attributed spiritual power that he had always relied on suddenly turned on him, incinerating whatever vitality he had left.

A Nascent Soul fled from Fan Jing's body, but it didn't die instantly, thanks to his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation.

However, with his physical body now devoid of vitality, it could no longer support the Nascent Soul.

From a distance, Fan Ze and Fan Jing wanted to lend a helping hand, but the upper-grade golden thunder talisman's thunderbolts were as powerful as late-stage Nascent Soul spells.

They dared not leave their bodies unprotected to save Fan Jing. All they could do was unleash several spells, aiming to strike the golden spirit sword that seemed to be waiting for Fan Jing's Nascent Soul.

At that moment, Chu Ning casually waved his hands.

Suddenly, a wall of fire appeared in the distance, turning into a blazing barrier.

The spells cast by Fan Ze and Fan Jing vanished into the wall of fire and disappeared without a trace.

And with that, the two men could no longer see Fan Jing.

Fan Jing's corpse plummeted downward.

"Fan Jing!"

The faces of the other two of the Fan trio changed drastically, and they cried out in shock.

However, neither of them dared to catch Fan Jing's falling body.

They looked up at Chu Ning, their eyes filled not with anger or hatred, but with panic and fear.

Fan Ze and Fan Jing were truly terrified!

Previously, they had heard that Chu Ning possessed astonishing abilities and could even kill a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like Yan Liang.

But they prided themselves on their trio's cooperation and believed that even if they encountered Chu Ning, they could easily defeat him.

They never expected that in front of Chu Ning's absolute strength, their so-called perfect coordination would amount to nothing.

They couldn't defend against his attacks, nor could they breach his defenses. Chu Ning's offense and defense seemed flawless.

More crucially, even at this moment, Chu Ning still gave them the feeling that he wasn't exerting his full strength.

In fact, their instincts were correct; Chu Ning had indeed been holding back.

At the very least, he hadn't used the Xuan Bing Yan more than once.

Of course, the bigger reason was that… he didn't need to!

Waving his hand to recall his artifacts, Chu Ning's gaze calmly swept over Fan Ze and Fan Jing.

Then, he casually pointed a finger at each of them.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Hearing Chu Ning's calm yet ominous voice, Fan Ze and Fan Jing's expressions changed drastically.

The two quickly wielded their artifacts, summoning defensive shields in front of them. The next moment, they turned and fled without hesitation.

"Trying to escape now? It's too late!"

Chu Ning smiled inwardly and, with a flicker, disappeared from his original spot.

"Bang!"

Just then, Fan Ze and Fan Jing felt slight spatial fluctuations in front of them.

An invisible force suddenly acted upon them.

The tremendous impact caused the two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to stagnate, unable to fly away.

At the same time, the protective spiritual light around their bodies was directly broken by this unseen force.

"Spatial fluctuations? What kind of attack is this?"

The two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from Nan Ling Zong were once again astounded.

They couldn't fathom how Chu Ning's attack could affect them even though they had already activated their defenses.

What shocked them even more was that at this moment, Chu Ning had already appeared beside them.

Using the Void Escape technique, Chu Ning appeared next to the taller Fan Ze. Chu Ning's right fist flew out, slamming into Fan Ze.

At the same time, his left hand casually waved towards the shorter Fan Jing.

A transparent yet clearly visible palm strike blasted towards Fan Jing.

Facing Chu Ning's attacks, the two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators looked grave.

Their defensive artifacts were immediately activated, and protective shields appeared in front of them once again.

At the same time, several golden fist shadows burst out from Chu Ning's fist.

The golden fist shadows landed on Fan Ze's yellow talisman artifact shield, causing it to shatter instantly.

Chu Ning's right fist relentlessly slammed into Fan Ze's body.

With Chu Ning's current physical prowess, enhanced by the Nine Transforming Body Refining Technique's secret arts, his attack was like a massive boulder crashing into Fan Ze's body, despite the latter being a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Fan Ze's body flew backward from the impact, and the destructive force caused his Nascent Soul to tremble.

At this moment, he even considered separating his Nascent Soul from his body to escape, abandoning his physical form.

However, in the end, Fan Ze hesitated.

Unless absolutely necessary, Nascent Soul cultivators would not willingly give up their bodies.

After all, although a Nascent Soul could find a new body and be reborn, it would take a significant amount of time to recover their full strength.

During Fan Ze's hesitation, Chu Ning did not give him any opportunity to escape.

The Seven Spirits Drill, which had been recalled earlier, suddenly shot out and transformed into two rays of darkness that flashed and disappeared in the air.

Then, without a sound, it appeared in front of Fan Ze.

By the time Fan Ze reacted and tried to block, it was too late.

The two Seven Spirits Drills penetrated his body and instantly drilled towards his Nascent Soul.

"Ah!"

At this moment, Fan Ze finally understood why Fan Jing had let out such a miserable scream when he was hit by the dark light earlier.

The damage that directly struck his Nascent Soul made him feel like his entire body was about to explode.

And in the next moment, his body did indeed explode.

Chu Ning then flicked his hand, and a ball of purple-red flame struck Fan Ze's body.

"Boom!"

With a low shout from Chu Ning, Fan Ze's body burst apart under the impact of the powerful fire spiritual power.

On both sides of his head were two pitch-black artifacts with a hint of dark gold.

They were none other than Chu Ning's Seven Spirits Drill!!

"Save me!!!"

Fan Ze's desperate cry echoed, much like the anguished shout of Fan Jing before him.

The battling Nascent Soul cultivators from both sides turned their heads, their eyes widening in shock.

Then, as they witnessed the scene that unfolded, the cultivators from the Tianji Alliance felt a chill run down their spines.

From afar, Chu Ning silently chanted an incantation, pointing a finger at Fan Ze's Nascent Soul. The two Seven Spirits Drills began to drill towards it.

In just a few breaths, the Nascent Soul gradually dissipated into nothingness in mid-air.

Fan Ze, the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from Nanling Zong, met the same fate as his brothers—his body and soul obliterated.

Simultaneously, Chu Ning turned his attention to the last remaining member of the trio, Fan Jing.

Fan Jing, upon seeing a transparent blade rushing towards him, quickly raised his exquisite flute to block the attack.

White light flickered within the flute, forming a wall of water in front of him.

However, to his horror, the transparent blade seemed to pass through the water wall without any hindrance.

It struck his body, and Fan Jing immediately realized, "It's a consciousness-formed attack!"

Until this moment, this mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from Nanling Zong finally understood what he was up against.

His heart pounded with shock as he hastily channeled his spiritual sense to construct a spiritual barrier.

But it was to no avail.

The power of the Slaying God Technique, combined with Chu Ning's incredibly strong spiritual sense, would be challenging even for a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to withstand.

Fan Jing's spiritual sense cultivation was not top-notch, and he was only at the mid-stage Nascent Soul level.

The Slaying God Technique struck his spiritual barrier, not only failing to stop the attack but also causing a backlash.

Under this influence, Fan Jing felt his head buzzing, and he momentarily lost perception of his surroundings, despite being a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, Fan Jing's experience in duels shone through. Gritting his teeth, he endured the pain and channeled his spiritual sense into the flute, reinforcing the white light shield around him.

The defensive power of the shield, far from weakening, actually grew stronger.

But with his spiritual sense limited, Fan Jing failed to notice a five-colored giant sword descending from the sky, aimed directly at him.

Just as the sword was about to strike the light shield, it suddenly split into five, forming a Five Elements Sword Array, surrounding him.

It was only when Fan Jing's spiritual sense recovered that he saw, through the sword array, the Nascent Soul of Fan Ze being obliterated.

"The three of us together are still no match for this man. Run! Run for your lives!!!"

Fan Jing waved his flute, strengthening the shield around him, while his figure fled. He attempted to forcefully break through the sword array formed by the five spiritual swords.

However, the white light shield was repelled by the five-colored light, and sword beams shot out from the array, striking the white shield.

The white shield quickly faded before everyone's eyes.

At this moment, Chu Ning, having finished off another opponent, turned his attention to Fan Jing.

Fan Jing felt the defense of his artifact weakening, and his heart filled with dread.

While desperately reinforcing his flute's defense, he shouted, "Fellow cultivators, quickly surround and kill Chu Ning!

The three of us brothers united are still no match for him.

If he joins the main battle, we will surely be defeated unless the two Alliance Masters intervene!"

Upon hearing this, the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tianji Alliance, who were engaged in their own battles, couldn't help but be moved.

Although they had wanted to observe this battle, they were mostly occupied with their own duels, as they were facing opponents of similar cultivation levels, and couldn't afford to be distracted.

However, at critical moments, they had glanced over.

What shocked them the most was that, each time they looked, there was one less cultivator on the battlefield.

And now, with only one opponent left, they could still hear desperate cries.

"The Fan Trio was supposed to be our hidden trump card, but now, facing Chu Ning alone, they are being counter-killed?

Just how powerful is this man's abilities?!"

The cultivators from the Tianji Alliance were shocked, and so were those from the Lingcang Alliance.

Earlier, when the cultivators from the Cloudsoar Alliance had taken action one after another, leaving only Chu Ning until last, they had begun to doubt their initial judgment of him.

But what surprised them all was that, facing the Fan Trio, who were clearly the Tianji Alliance's trump card, Chu Ning dominated the battle with a one-versus-three advantage.

He had killed two of them and was now pressuring the last one to beg for mercy.

The Tianji Alliance cultivators realized the gravity of the situation, and several of them prepared to disengage from their duels to rescue Fan Jing.

However, both the Cloudsoar Alliance and the Lingcang Alliance cultivators seemed to have anticipated this move.

At this moment, two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tianji Alliance broke free from their battles and flew towards the scene.

This development did not escape Chu Ning's spiritual sense.

Chu Ning glanced at the two rushing figures, then turned his attention back to Fan Jing, whose eyes now held a glimmer of anticipation.

"Shut up!"

With these words, the sword auras in the Five Elements Spirit Sword Array became denser.

At the same time, Chu Ning made a hand seal.

"Criii!"

A clear chirping sound rang out, and a scarlet flame spirit bird emerged from the Fire Spirit Sword, pouncing on the white light shield.

The already shaky white light shield, under assault by the Five Elements Sword Array, could no longer withstand the pressure and shattered into pieces.

The scarlet flame spirit bird then vanished, returning to the Fire Spirit Sword.

As the white light shield disintegrated, two streaks of pitch-black light flashed from Chu Ning's hand and appeared above the Five Elements Sword Array.

In the next moment, Fan Jing's body was pierced by countless Five Elements Sword Auras, his horrified gaze fixed on the incoming streaks of darkness.

His Nascent Soul trembled as it reluctantly left his body, only to be terrified once more by the two streaks of darkness descending upon it.

In desperation, Fan Jing waved his flute to meet the incoming attack.

"Pa!"

However, as the first Seven Spirits Drill struck, the flute, already weakened by Chu Ning's previous attacks, was directly severed into two pieces.

"No!"

With his physical body and signature artifact damaged, Fan Jing's Nascent Soul knew it was in peril.

As he watched the streak of darkness tinged with dark gold about to pierce his Nascent Soul, a ruthless glint appeared in the eyes of the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from Nan Ling Zong.

In the next moment, a round bead appeared in his hand.

"Let's blow it up!"

With a loud roar, he threw the bead with all his might.

"Boom!!"

A blast suddenly erupted from within the Five Elements Sword Array.

Under the impact, Chu Ning's Five Elements Spirit Swords, except for the Golden and Fire Spirit Swords, were all knocked away.

The Five Elements Sword Array was broken.

Even the Seven Spirits Drill failed to land its attack.

The powerful shockwave made it impossible to discern what was happening in the distance.

Chu Ning's eyebrows furrowed, and he let out a cold laugh.

With a flash of his figure, he closed the distance by ten meters, then pointed a finger at the sky.

A Void Finger struck downwards.

Accompanied by spatial fluctuations, a small figure clumsily appeared in the air.

Who else could it be but Fan Jing's Nascent Soul?

However, his aura had noticeably weakened, and his small face was deathly pale.

It seemed that despite employing some means during the explosion, he had still been affected and suffered severe injuries.

"You..."

As his figure appeared, his eyes widened in shock, seemingly surprised that Chu Ning had noticed him and prevented his escape.

"I didn't expect that among the three of you, you'd be the one with the most tricks up your sleeve.

But if you think you can escape from me like this, you're dreaming!"

As Chu Ning's voice sounded, the Seven Spirits Drill, which had just been recalled, once again transformed into a streak of darkness and streaked across the sky before entering Fan Jing's Nascent Soul.

The already heavily injured Nascent Soul had no chance of resisting.

Despair flashed across his small face.

In the next moment, the Nascent Soul gradually dissipated into nothingness in mid-air.

With this, the Fan trio, renowned within the Tianji Alliance and considered the strongest among mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, were utterly annihilated, both body and soul!

At the same time, two formidable attacks landed behind Chu Ning.

The two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators who had escaped their battles had arrived.

Seizing the opportunity while Chu Ning was engaged in battle, they rushed in, hoping to strike first and gain the upper hand.

Indeed, Chu Ning did not have time to employ evasive techniques at this moment.

However, with a thought, a yellow-glowing spirit bowl appeared behind him, enveloping his body in a yellow glow.

The two powerful attacks landed, but they could not penetrate the yellow glow.

Seeing their sneak attack fail, the two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators' faces changed drastically, and they backed away.

The Fan trio had worked together, yet they had still met their demise at Chu Ning's hands.

How dare they face him directly?

Chu Ning's eyes glinted as he watched them try to flee.

He dismissed the defensive shield and recalled the Five Elements Spirit Sword and the Seven Spirits Drill with a wave of his hand.

At the same time, his figure flashed as he prepared to pursue the two retreating cultivators.

But at that moment...

"Boom!!!"

A loud explosion sounded, and the protective formation of the Changming Sect suddenly shattered.

At the same time, a purple-black demonic aura soared into the sky from behind the mountain.

This sudden change caused the battling cultivators to pause, their faces filled with shock.

(End of Chapter)

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