After cultivating for nearly forty years and weathering a thousand tribulations, with proud bones that would rather break than bend, Ning Chen had finally reunited his three bodies. For the Time Divine Restriction, he alone challenged the foremost person in the Immortal-Treading Realm.
The biting wind stirred up wild sand that obscured the eyes. Amid the wind, plain robes fluttered fiercely, and battle intent shook the world.
Ancient Sun Venerable looked at the plain-clothed young man before him. A glimmer passed through his tranquil eyes. Was this the Ninth Son of Ink Sect whom the venerables of every domain feared?
With a wave of his hand, a jade slip flew out and embedded itself into a distant stone wall with a clang. The aura of time flowed around it, ancient and weathered.
"Defeat me, and you may take the Time Restriction," Ancient Sun Venerable said.
"Please."
At this point, there was no need for further words. Ning Chen waved his right hand, and Zhuxian revealed its edge. Fiendish Baleful Intent roared forth, while immense Vast Essence shook the universe.
As Zhuxian emerged, heaven and earth trembled. Xianxian rang out, killing intent spread, and the two swords appeared together, echoing one another. The bright moon in the nine heavens immediately changed color, dimming without light.
The battle began, allowing no mercy. Both figures moved at once, sharp sword and mighty palm colliding in a world-shaking clash.
The foremost person in the Immortal-Treading Realm possessed cultivation unmatched by any. His palm force surged like thunder racing from the sea, startling gods and terrifying ghosts.
In the first exchange, Ning Chen fell slightly behind. Though his three bodies had merged and granted him an unparalleled foundation, even he could not fully neutralize such shocking power. He stepped back to shed the force, and