Give You a Story

The aura of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint was far stronger than before, not because he was deliberately revealing it, but because Ning Qi sensed it.

A faint golden light flickered in his eyes. The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint before him was like a domineering and incomparable giant sword, exuding an overwhelming aura. The Purple Moon Martial Saint was completely incomparable to him.

"Even if he's not at the Divine Ability Realm, he's probably not far off." Ning Qi thought to himself, secretly on guard.

It remains unclear whether Zhan Tian Martial Saint is friend or foe on this trip.

The old man's empty pupils looked over, and he calmly said:

"Young friend Tianjian, it's not a good habit to spy on others in person."

Unbeknownst to them, the Martial Saint had already arrived at True Martial Mountain. The hearts of the disciples pounded inexplicably. When Luo Wentian and the others arrived upon hearing the news, their pupils constricted sharply. A person's reputation precedes them; who in the world did not know the name of the Martial Saint Zhan Tian? There were rumors that he was the Orderkeeper among the Martial Saint.

"The mountain exudes a spiritual aura and is blessed with abundant good fortune; it's a wonderful place," he continued, marveling at the extraordinary nature of True Martial Mountain.

Ning Qi bowed slightly:

"Please forgive me, Senior Zhan Tian."

It's indeed not good to directly use the Golden Eye of Illusion to spy on others. He used it instinctively before, not knowing the other party's intentions, to feel more confident. Now that he vaguely senses that the Martial Saint of Heaven-Slaying doesn't have much malice, he doesn't mind saying some polite words.

The other party's words clearly indicated that he knew Ning Qi was not an ancient saint.

"Many years ago, I had a fleeting glimpse of you, young friend. At that time, I was mostly asleep, and I had no idea that you were so exceptionally talented. It's truly a pity," he said, recalling the past.

Seeing the two talking calmly, the members of the True Martial Sect all breathed a sigh of relief.

They had already guessed why the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint had come; the deaths of the Crimson Sun Martial Saint and the Purple Moon Martial Saint needed an explanation.

Ning Qi laughed:

"Back then, I was blind to your greatness, thinking you were just an ordinary storyteller. I was too obsessed with finding the secret of the Martial Saint, and it was you who enlightened me. The legend of the Martial Saint who slays the heavens has inspired me for a long time."

Even the Martial Saint nodded with a rare smile.

"Later, when I met you again in the Black Sand Sea, I learned that your talent is unparalleled throughout the ages. It's a pity that you were born a thousand years or even a hundred years earlier." Everyone could hear the regret in his voice.

Ning Qi asked:

Why?

The Martial Saint who Slayed Heaven did not answer but instead asked:

"You killed the Crimson Sun Martial Saint and the Purple Moon Martial Saint, didn't you?"

The smile on his face gradually faded, and his empty pupils gave off a chill.

"Yes," Ning Qi said calmly.

He didn't say why, but the reason is no longer important. What matters is that he did kill two Martial Saint, which violated their taboo.

"You know I don't advocate for life-or-death battles between Martial Saint."

An inexplicable aura was gathering around the Martial Saint, causing everyone to tremble with fear. Even the slightest ripple of his aura sent shivers down their spines. The old man before them was terrifyingly powerful, but Ning Qi remained unfazed.

"They deserved to die a righteous death."

The Martial Saint Slays Heaven roared:

"So, 'a righteous death' indeed! In that case, if I were stronger than you, you too would have a righteous death!"

Luo Wentian and the others were indignant.

It was clearly the Crimson Sun Martial Saint and the Purple Moon Martial Saint who had come to their door, intending to slaughter them and seize their treasures. This Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint was acting rather recklessly, but they dared not interrupt. A powerhouse of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint's caliber deserved respect.

Ning Qi's Daoist robe slowly rolled up:

"You can give it a try, senior."

His eyes were indifferent.

He could sense that Zhan Tian Martial Saint, though seemingly angry, wasn't actually that angry. The old Daoist from Bai Shan had said that the deaths of Chi Yang Martial Saint and the other two were in vain, and Zhan Tian Martial Saint couldn't do anything more. But the premise was that Ning Qi demonstrated his due value. He said that as long as Zhan Tian Martial Saint wasn't blinded and could distinguish between what was important and what wasn't, he could succeed.

Ning Qi harbored a fighting spirit deep within his heart.

He reached the level of Martial Saint and deduced the Five Elements God Sword Qi, so the previous battle was far from satisfying.

"Very good." The Martial Saint regained his composure.

But anyone with eyes could see that his aura was becoming increasingly terrifying.

As streams of spiritual energy converged, the towering True Martial Mountain was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds. The celestial phenomena shifted with a single thought, far more terrifying than those of the Celestial Person Realm. The intense pressure forced Dao Mo and the others to protect the True Martial disciples and retreat far away.

This kind of battle is beyond their control.

then.

Zhan Tianwu made his move.

With a gentle toss of his cane, the wind and clouds shifted instantly, and the cane expanded infinitely, transforming into a colossal pillar reaching the heavens. Daoist Longshan's pupils constricted sharply. He had witnessed this move of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint on Mount Zhenxuan, which at the time directly suppressed the three top experts of the Barbarian Emperor, preventing them from raising their heads.

And now.

This colossal pillar is far, far more powerful than before.

The void trembled and crumbled, unable to withstand such terrifying pressure. Pieces of "spatial debris" were falling off, creating a horrifying scene. The True Martial disciples all stared wide-eyed, while the Blade Demon's dark pupils widened to their maximum. He muttered to himself:

"That is..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Then a clear, long cry was heard, and a snow-white light burst forth from the giant pillar, tearing through the sky with a domineering sharpness and manifesting itself in the human world.

"What a terrifying blade!" The Blade Demon was utterly shocked, his eyes burning with unparalleled fanaticism.

He called himself the Demon of the Blade, the number one swordsman in the world before the ancient saints were resurrected, but now, he felt somewhat insignificant, and the terrifying sword intent made him tremble.

That's right.

This is no towering pillar, nor is it a walking stick; it is clearly a knife, a knife still in its sheath!

now.

As the giant sword was slowly pulled out, its true form was revealed.

This shows how much the Martial Saint values Ning Qi.

Ning Qi's breathing quickened slightly, and a look of realization appeared in his eyes:

"So... this is the true meaning of slaying the heavens?"

He had always been puzzled as to why the title of the Martial Saint of Heaven Slaying was Heaven Slaying, but now he finally had the answer: such unparalleled sword intent was indeed worthy of being called Heaven Slaying.

As the true form of the giant blade was revealed, the aura of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint became even more domineering.

He pointed.

The giant blade crashed down, cleaving space as if it were made of brittle paper. A terrifying rift stretched out, spanning the sky, as if it were about to cleave the heavens. The scene was extremely frightening, giving the impression that even True Martial Mountain would be cleaved in two by a single blow.

Ning Qi let out a soft breath, his eyes showing no panic, only fighting spirit.

His four internal organs worked together in an instant, and a surge of spiritual power erupted, attracting the attention of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint.

But what truly shocked Zhan Tian Martial Saint was the Sword Intent that soared into the sky. He saw many paths within it, and even vaguely saw the shadow of his own Zhan Tian sword intent, which he found somewhat unbelievable.

This was naturally what Ning Qi had just observed and comprehended. However, the intent of the Heaven-Slaying Blade was unfathomable, and Ning Qi still needed to spend a little time integrating its essence.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

Facing this heaven-slaying blade, he too would need to exert all his strength.

"Jia Wood Divine Sword Qi!"

A thought crossed my mind.

The liver inside the body suddenly burst forth with a brilliant light.

Ning Qi gripped the True Martial Sword and with a gentle swing, the rich wood energy merged with the Sword Intent Sword Qi. In the next instant, a cyan Sword Qi carrying unparalleled sharpness and an endless vitality transformed into a blue dragon and soared away.

Tear!

The void was torn apart like a piece of cloth.

Although the Sword Qi was several feet long, it was extremely small compared to the giant sword, but its power was by no means inferior.

Under the tense gaze of everyone, the giant blade and the Sword Qi collided with a deafening roar.

Instead of the expected earth-shattering roar, the two strangely "stuck" together, becoming still. However, only the three Martial Saint, including the Blade Demon, could clearly see that at the point of contact, streams of spiritual energy were constantly collapsing and shattering, while the Sword Qi energy was inexhaustible, continuously eroding the power of the giant blade.

Ning Qi's choice was very deliberate.

Each of the Five Elements God Sword Qi has its own focus. Facing this domineering Heaven-Slaying Blade, a head-on confrontation is not a good choice. The Jia Wood divine Sword Qi is undoubtedly the optimal solution.

Faint ripples spread outwards and then disappeared.

Both of them were very restrained, otherwise the aftershocks alone would have been enough to shatter True Martial Mountain. At this level, burning mountains and boiling seas is an extremely easy thing. The destructive power of a Martial Saint is terrifying.

But right now.

The Sword Qi and the giant blade were clearly evenly matched.

Zhan Tian Martial Saint appeared calm, but his heart was filled with boundless turmoil.

His empty eyes stared at Ning Qi, and finally he sighed:

"The younger generation is truly formidable."

With a wave of his hand, the towering giant sword returned to its sheath, then fell into his hand and transformed into an ordinary walking stick.

The wind has died down and the dark clouds have dispersed.

It was as if everything before had been an illusion.

Ning Qi simply said:

"You flatter me."

He knew.

The opponent did not use his full strength; he had only used one move to test his limits, and the result is as we see now. Of course, Ning Qi did not use his full strength either; since it was not a life-or-death situation, there was no need to go all out.

Everyone held their breath, a surge of immense pride welling up within them.

Who is that person on the other side?

The Martial Saint Slays Heaven!

An unparalleled powerhouse capable of making even the ancient sages of the world bow down and submit.

And now.

However, he was only evenly matched with Ning Qi.

The eyes of the True Martial disciples were shining. If it weren't for the face of Zhan Tian Martial Saint, the crowd would probably have already started cheering. Even so, many people were already beaming with joy.

The Martial Saint of Heaven-Slaying didn't care about any of that; he simply looked at Ning Qi and said:

"You killed the Crimson Sun Martial Saint and the Purple Moon Martial Saint, so you must take over their responsibilities."

His words were calm, as if he were stating a fact.

Ning Qi raised an eyebrow:

Tell me the covenant of the saints.

The Martial Saint of Heaven-Slaying nodded and said:

You have the right to know.

The rest of the people couldn't hear these last few words. From their perspective, Ning Qi and Zhan Tian Martial Saint only stared at each other for a moment before the two disappeared.

The three sword demons exchanged glances, knowing where the two had gone.

Dao-Seeking Courtyard.

Ning Qi and Zhan Tian Martial Saint sat facing each other. Yuan Tiansheng respectfully brewed Enlightenment Tea and then withdrew.

The Martial Saint Slays Heaven praised:

"What a magnificent Dao-Seeking Courtyard! What a spirit ape! What a tree of enlightenment!"

Ning Qi simply extended his hand in invitation:

Please enjoy.

This is a precious product from the transformed Wudao tea tree, possessing miraculous effects.

Zhan Tian Martial Saint took a small sip, his body stiffening as if savoring the taste. It took him several dozen breaths before he finally put down his teacup.

"This is truly excellent tea."

Ning Qi's lips curled slightly. He could hear the envy in Zhan Tian Martial Saint's words. Such a treasure would be of some help even to Ning Qi, let alone to others. Zhan Tian Martial Saint was powerful, but his comprehension could never surpass Ning Qi's, let alone be able to match him.

"You flatter me," Ning Qi said modestly, then fell silent, quietly sipping his tea and waiting for the Martial Saint to speak.

He wanted to know what the responsibility of succeeding the Crimson Sun Martial Saint and the Purple Moon Martial Saint was.

Zhan Tian Martial Saint also quietly sipped his tea, his empty eyes carrying a hint of desolation.

A moment later.

The somewhat heavy voice then rang out:

Let me tell you a story.

Ning Qi said solemnly:

I would like to hear more details.

"Long ago, there was a magical world where martial arts flourished and all living beings thrived. At that time, the Martial Saint was not considered supreme, and there were occasional legends of even stronger beings breaking through to ascend to higher realms. The world was thriving, and some extremely powerful individuals even believed that this world was about to advance to a level where it could accommodate beings even stronger than the Martial Saint."

"One after another, martial arts masters have sacrificed themselves, making world civilization ever more brilliant."

"But one day, everything changed. An invisible poison descended upon the world and merged with the spiritual Spiritual Qi, the foundation of martial arts civilization. In an instant, countless powerful individuals died of old age, and Spirit Beast beasts howled as they perished. People called it the Poison of Life, and this calamity was also known as the Calamity of the Poison of Life."

"But among the living beings are not few of extraordinary talents. By pooling their wisdom and efforts, and after lingering on for some time, they finally devised a way to weaken them."

"The deadly poison seems to have become less terrifying. Although martial arts civilization has declined considerably, there is still hope for its resurgence."

"But gradually, people discovered that the existence of the deadly poison greatly impaired the potential of martial artists, and the martial arts civilization declined step by step. In the end, fewer and fewer Martial Saint were born."

Ning Qi held his breath slightly.

He already knew what the story of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint was all about; it was the glorious High Antiquity time of this world, and now there wasn't even a single record of it.

That brings us to this.

It was obvious that Zhan Tian Martial Saint's emotions were fluctuating.

His voice was heavy with anger and murderous intent.

"That's not all. As time goes by, with each new Martial Saint student becoming one with the life-destroying poison, the real disaster has only just begun. The invaders have arrived!"

"They're the ones who released the deadly poison!"

"On that day, powerful figures who instilled despair appeared beyond this world. Any one of them could probably annihilate everyone. Even across the barrier of worlds, the oppressive feeling was suffocating."

"Only then did everyone realize that the newly promoted Martial Saint was actually a beacon of the world. When enough people refined Spiritual Qi and life poison into their bodies, this beacon became exceptionally clear, guiding them to connect with the world."

"Fortunately, due to the world's suppression, those despair-inducing powerhouses cannot descend. The strongest beings this world can accommodate are Martial Saint, but even so, they have still sent Martial Saint to descend one after another."

"On that day, rivers of blood flowed, countless lives were slaughtered, and endless cries of agony filled the air."

"One by one, the world's strongest individuals rose up in retaliation, including many of exceptional talent, but to no avail."

"The gap is far too large; the invaders outnumber the world's strongest by ten or even a hundred times."

Without realizing it.

Ning Qi could hear the breathing stop, and his pupils were filled with a solemn expression.

A hundred times greater than the current Martial Saint?

Just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.