Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 321: Chapter 317: The Myriad Swords Technique Reappears

BOOM!

With an earth-shattering boom, two diametrically opposed forces crashed together. Instantly, a heatwave and a chilling wind swept out to either side.

The entire space seemed to be split into two realms of ice and fire. One side took on a faint red hue, its heat scorching. The other turned a stark white, its coldness piercing to the bone.

At this moment, the difference in the Spiritual Artifacts’ power became apparent.

The heatwave relentlessly encroached, forcing the chilling aura into a steady retreat.

Ning Jiang was unsurprised by this, his expression impassive.

He had long anticipated this outcome. The very fact that he dared to use a Low Grade Spiritual Artifact against his opponent’s Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact meant he had absolute confidence.

SHINK!

He thrust his sword, condensing the Sword Aura to a single point finer than a fingertip. This concentrated the cold energy, making it difficult to shatter.

"A mere Low Grade Spiritual Artifact? Even with a few tricks, you’re no match for me."

Even more scorching flames erupted from Ji Tianxing’s sword. As he swung it down, a Sword Aura far larger than before came crashing down.

"HSSSSSS..."

Ning Jiang’s Frost Sword Aura was hundreds of feet long, yet the moment it touched the Flame Sword Aura, it began to evaporate at a rate visible to the naked eye.

But in the next instant, Ning Jiang flicked his wrist. His sword moved like a raging tempest, each strike faster than the last. In a sudden burst, thousands of streams of Cold Ice Sword Qi shot forth, tearing the Flame Sword Aura to shreds.

This kind of Swordsmanship relied purely on an explosive output of physical power. Anyone with a weak constitution would be utterly incapable of such speed; attempting it would only damage their own body.

This Swordsmanship was a familiar one.

It was the Instant Sword Technique: one strike per instant.

A single finger-snap is comprised of twenty "instants," and the highest level of the Instant Sword Technique was to unleash twenty strikes within that time.

But now, Ning Jiang was more than a hundred times stronger than he had been in the Innate Realm.

Now, in his hands, the Instant Sword Technique was no longer one strike per instant, but ten—so fast the naked eye couldn’t even follow!

A series of sonic booms cracked through the air.

A glint of surprise flashed in Ji Tianxing’s eyes. "Fine. You can take a strike from me, too."

With a flick of his wrist, the Li Fire Sword unleashed hundreds, even thousands, of Sword Auras, each one imbued with a fiery red glow.

BANG!

An even more staggering collision occurred as flame and ice clashed. A thick white mist instantly billowed up, engulfing the area.

But the mist was quickly torn asunder by the increasing intensity of their clashes.

Incisive Sword Qi radiated in all directions.

"Although the Moon God Palace isn’t a Great Sect of Sword Dao, Ji Tianxing’s Swordsmanship is truly awe-inspiring."

The Sect Leader of the Giant Sword Sect sighed in admiration. This was the profound foundation of a Super Sect. From the Swordsmanship Ji Tianxing was displaying, even the number one prodigy of his Giant Sword Sect would not be able to gain an advantage.

Suddenly, a piercing aura erupted from both fighters simultaneously.

Standing there, the two of them seemed to transform into living swords.

KREEEENNNNG—

The Treasure Swords of some nearby Martial Artists began to vibrate, threatening to fly out of their sheaths uncontrollably.

"Sword Intent!"

The eyes of many Martial Artists narrowed in focus as they recognized what this was.

Both of them had comprehended Sword Intent. What they had in common, however, was that their Sword Intent was incomplete; it was Half-Step Sword Intent.

When their Sword Intent erupted, their attacks became even more incisive. A single, casual strike was enough to send a chill down the spines of the God-Seizing Realm experts watching.

For a Sword Cultivator, the gap between having Sword Intent and not was enormous. Possessing it multiplied one’s combat power, allowing a single person to fight against many.

"If Half-Step Sword Intent is already this powerful, I can’t even imagine what complete Sword Intent would be like."

"I heard that even within the Celestial Sword Sect, there are fewer than ten people in the younger generation who have managed to comprehend complete Sword Intent."

"The Celestial Sword Sect is the Sword Dao Sacred Land of the Six Eastern Provinces, and all its disciples are Sword Cultivators. Even in an environment like that, those who can comprehend complete Sword Intent are few and far between. It just shows how incredibly difficult it is."

The crowd murmured in amazement.

This was especially true for some of the Martial Artists from Qing Province, who were reminded of their province’s famous Celestial Sword Grand Canyon—a canyon that had been cleaved into existence by a Sword Cultivator who had comprehended Sword Intent.

Countless years had passed, but the Sword Intent left behind had never faded.

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG.

The sound of their weapons colliding was deafening as the two began to fight at close quarters.

The sword is a weapon suited for both offense and defense.

In a close-quarters duel like this, control over the blade is paramount. Victory would go to whoever possessed the superior Sword Technique.

Every one of Ji Tianxing’s strikes was ferocious. When he put his full power behind them, the air filled with his sword’s afterimages, which coalesced into the faint shape of a colossal flame beast opening its maw to devour Ning Jiang.

Compared to Ji Tianxing’s technique, Ning Jiang’s was far simpler. There were no flashy moves, only a simple slash, a flick, a lock, a parry, a block...

And yet, it was these fundamental moves that neutralized every one of Ji Tianxing’s attacks, completely suppressing him and preventing his onslaught from gaining any ground.

"Incredible. Such Swordsmanship has reached the realm of profound simplicity," the Sect Leader of the Giant Sword Sect couldn’t help but exclaim, taking in the scene.

Every one of Ning Jiang’s moves, while simple, was brutally effective. He never used two strikes when one would suffice. His swordsmanship was the very soul of efficiency.

"Hmph."

After exchanging over a hundred moves, Ji Tianxing gave a cold snort and fell back.

He had to admit that he had been at a disadvantage for the entirety of their duel. Fighting Ning Jiang was incredibly frustrating; his opponent used simple, unremarkable Sword Techniques, yet they somehow managed to repel his every attack.

"And you dared lecture me with that little bit of strength?"

Ning Jiang’s casual remark made Ji Tianxing’s gaze turn to ice.

"That was just a warm-up. Your Sword Technique is indeed superb, but that proves nothing. Now, allow me to show you my true strength!"

Ji Tianxing took a deep breath, and the Li Fire Sword in his hand erupted with brilliant flames.

"Sparks Set the World Ablaze!"

He swept his sword out. At first, it was just a tiny Sword Aura, like a single spark, but in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a raging inferno.

From a distance, the attack looked like a sea of fire rolling forward, powerful enough to incinerate mountains and boil the very oceans.

A Martial Technique!

Ultimately, a duel between Sword Cultivators came down to the superiority of their Martial Techniques.

"Myriad Swords Technique—Long River Sunset."

Facing the sky-scorching inferno, Ning Jiang slowly brought his sword down.

A breathtaking scene unfolded. A Sword Aura surged forward like a great, torrential river, the roar of its waters shaking the heavens. And above the river’s surface, a setting sun slowly descended, as if to bring an end to everything and draw the final curtain.

"That’s—!"

Within the Myriad Swords Sect, the faces of many Martial Artists filled with shock. This was Ning Jiang’s signature technique—the very one he had used to slay three God-Seizing Realm experts in the desert, making a name for himself in a single battle.

BOOM.

As the two attacks collided, an unimaginable sound erupted. Countless streams of incisive Sword Qi shot toward the heavens, tearing everything asunder.