The Might of a Single Palm: Four Spirit Sea Warriors Defeated!

Ning Chuan was Flame Dragon City's infamous useless live-in son-in-law.

Every meridian in his body had been severed, cutting off all hope of pursuing the Martial Dao. Even a Three-Star Alchemist had been helpless. When everyone saw that Ning Chuan actually dared to enter the Spirit-Seizing Battle, they had secretly mocked the Shen family.

But who could have imagined that Ning Chuan had quietly recovered his cultivation and even broken through to the Spirit Sea Realm?

"Look! Ning Chuan is only at the second level of the Spirit Sea Realm, yet he managed to drive back Li Chengliang, who's at the fifth level! How is that possible?"

Someone cried out, their voice filled with disbelief.

"Ning Chuan? Damn it!"

Li Yan abruptly rose to his feet, his gaze dark and filled with icy killing intent.

Ning Chuan's appearance gave him an ominous feeling, though he still did not believe that Ning Chuan's cultivation at the second level of the Spirit Sea Realm could turn the tide.

But Ning Chuan's formidable combat strength had still exceeded his expectations.

"That piece of trash actually recovered his cultivation?"

Beside Li Yan, Chen Lin's pupils suddenly contracted in shock.

How on earth had Ning Chuan done it?

Even the Alchemists and Physicians in Jade Capital City had been unable to heal Ning Chuan's injuries. In the end, the Ning family had abandoned him and sent him to Flame Dragon City as a live-in son-in-law.

And now Ning Chuan had actually recovered his cultivation?

If Ning Chuan returned to Jade Capital City, wouldn't the Ning family be thrown into such chaos that chickens flew and dogs leaped?

Ning Chuan, oh, Ning Chuan, you really are courting death! If you'd been content to remain a cripple, you could have kept your life. But now that your cultivation has recovered, that person probably won't let you off so easily!

Chen Lin sneered inwardly.

On the arena.

"Attack together! Kill him!"

The Li Family's other three Spirit Sea Realm warriors were both shocked and furious. Without the slightest hesitation, they lunged at Ning Chuan together.

"Ning Chuan, die!"

Li Chengliang's face twisted ferociously. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and drew the battle saber from his back. Vast spiritual energy poured into the blade as he brought it slashing fiercely toward Ning Chuan.

At that moment, all four Spirit Sea Realm warriors chose to surround and attack Ning Chuan together.

"You think you're enough? Great Wind Thunder Palm! Kill!"

Ning Chuan's gaze was ice-cold. His sudden roar shook the air like thunder.

The blood and vital energy coursing through him surged like a boundless ocean. Vast spiritual energy erupted and gathered in his palm, while a hurricane seemed to rise around his body.

He leaped into the air and struck downward with his palm, unleashing an endless, ferocious gale.

It was the second stage of the Great Wind Thunder Palm-Hurricane!

This palm strike unleashed the full two hundred thousand jin of Ning Chuan's divine strength. A hurricane seemed to sweep through heaven and earth as the unmatched palm imprint engulfed Li Chengliang and the other three.

"Crimson Flame Saber! Kill!"

Shocked and furious, Li Chengliang sensed an intense threat from the palm strike. Without hesitation, he unleashed an incredibly forceful saber technique that surged like flames and collided with Ning Chuan's attack.

Crack!

The Great Wind Thunder Palm was a palm technique of utmost yang and unyielding force. Coupled with Ning Chuan's terrifying divine strength, it shattered the fierce saber light outright and struck the spine of the blade.

A sharp crack rang out. Ning Chuan's palm actually shattered the battle saber, then continued unabated and slammed into Li Chengliang's chest.

"Pfft!"

Li Chengliang's chest caved in, and blood sprayed violently from his mouth. He flew more than a dozen zhang and crashed hard below the arena, his fate unknown.

"Kill!"

Ning Chuan roared, his gaze fierce. Like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep, he sent his peerless palm imprint crashing toward the other three Spirit Sea Realm warriors.

All three were only at the first level of the Spirit Sea Realm. How could they possibly be Ning Chuan's match?

Even though they attacked with all their strength and unleashed powerful martial techniques, they could not withstand Ning Chuan's Great Wind Thunder Palm. Within moments, his blows sent them flying and coughing blood, throwing them out of the arena as well.

Ning Chuan defeated the Li Family's four Spirit Sea Realm warriors as easily as smashing rotten wood, as though they could not withstand a single blow!

In the blink of an eye, only Ning Chuan, Shen Qianxun, and Li Zhenfei remained on the arena.

Li Zhenfei, who was still battling Shen Qianxun, now wore a grim expression, his eyes filled with shock and fury.

He, too, had never expected Ning Chuan to recover his cultivation, let alone possess such terrifying combat strength.

"Shen Qianxun, you've brought this death upon yourselves. Don't blame me!"

Li Zhenfei's gaze turned chillingly sinister. Light flashed in his palm, and a longsword instantly appeared, blazing with spiritual radiance and an unmatched sharpness.

He slashed through the air. The sword light was blindingly fast, and all the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to converge upon it at once.

"A Spirit Artifact?!"

Someone cried out, their eyes filled with utter shock.

Weapons were divided into Spirit Weapons, Spirit Artifacts, and Spirit Treasures.

The longsword in Shen Qianxun's hand, the Flame Dragon Sword, was a high-grade Spirit Weapon. Its power was exceptional, but it still fell far short of a Spirit Artifact.

Spirit Artifacts could be stored within the body and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, unleashing terrifying power that multiplied their wielder's combat strength.

No one had expected Li Zhenfei to possess a Spirit Artifact. Even a low-grade one was a priceless treasure in Flame Dragon City!

Crack!

Shen Qianxun raised her sword to block, but Li Zhenfei cleaved it in two. His sword light continued unabated, slashing toward her chest.

With his cultivation at the eighth level of the Spirit Sea Realm and the might of a low-grade Spirit Artifact, even Shen Qianxun could hardly withstand him.

Squelch!

Blood sprayed. Although Shen Qianxun dodged at the last possible instant, a long, bloody gash still appeared on her arm.

"Fall!"

Li Zhenfei's gaze was utterly ruthless. He activated the Spirit Artifact longsword once more. It hummed and trembled, slicing through the air with a shrill whistle as it descended toward Shen Qianxun.

Unable to withstand the Spirit Artifact longsword's might, Shen Qianxun was about to be gravely wounded by Li Zhenfei.

Whoosh!

But at that very moment, Ning Chuan swept Shen Qianxun into his arms and darted away like a gliding dragon, narrowly evading Li Zhenfei's killing blow.

"Leave the rest to me!"

Ning Chuan gave Shen Qianxun a slight smile.