Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 821 Defeating the Enemy in One Move

As expected, True Monarch Cangya frowned even more deeply, feeling deeply troubled.

Just then, one of the four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Sword Cauldron Sect, a sickly-looking man in his fifties, smiled and said:

"Fellow Daoist Cangya, there's no need to be so nervous. After all, it's just a friendly spar."

How about this, as long as Fellow Daoist Ning can withstand a hundred moves from Junior Brother Lu without being defeated.

For the next fifty years, every time the Golden Spirit Elixir was distributed, our Sword Cauldron Sect would take 20% of our share and give it to your sect. Is that acceptable?

The speaker was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, but his sword aura was not as sharp as the other three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Sword Cauldron Sect.

But with just a slight sense, one can feel the terrifying pressure of the sword emanating from this person.

He was none other than Su Mo Zhenjun, the second-ranked Sword-Holding Elder of the Sword Cauldron Sect.

Lu Hanyou's smile remained unchanged, seemingly without any pressure about defeating Ning Fa within a hundred moves.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators from Tianshui Sect and Haiyun Sect showed strange expressions as they re-examined Hanming True Monarch, becoming wary in their hearts.

Upon hearing this condition, Cangya, Mingguang, and the others were not happy at all; instead, they felt a sense of foreboding.

Mingguang moved his lips slightly and transmitted his thoughts through divine sense: "Father, if it's a loss of face, let's just decline it."

Judging from this, Junior Brother Ning is definitely no match for him.

Cangya Zhenjun sighed inwardly, realizing that this was the only way.

But just as he was about to speak, Ning Fa, who had been smiling and silent, suddenly stood up.

He glanced at everyone, then fixed his gaze on Lu Hanyou, and said with a faint smile:
"In fact, after Ning reached the Nascent Soul stage, he was also very curious about his own strength. He was eager to spar with his fellow Daoists."

In my opinion, Fellow Daoist Lu, you shouldn't lower your strength. You should still use your natal magic weapon, lest I might hurt you in the future.

After all, Ning had only recently advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, and might not yet be able to control his strength properly.

After hearing Ning Fa's seemingly gentle but actually sharp and even domineering words, the Nascent Soul cultivators in the hall were dumbfounded.

They originally thought Lu Hanyou was arrogant enough, but Ning Fa was even more arrogant than him.

Lu Hanyou's expression changed instantly, and he stared at Ning Fa with a furious look on his face.

The other three Sword Cauldron Sect cultivators also frowned, their expressions unfriendly.

The three of them, Cangya and his companions, all looked at Ningfa with startled expressions and deep concern.

Cangya Zhenjun then transmitted his thoughts to Ning, saying, "Junior Brother Ning, I know you are very angry, but you still need to calm down."

Lu Hanyou's actions were clearly intentional; I'd better decline this challenge.

Anyway, you've just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, so no one will say anything about you.

Ning Fa smiled at him, then shook his head firmly.

Lu Hanyou probably didn't check the almanac before going out today. He actually dared to come looking for me, wanting to use me as a stepping stone. Well then, don't blame me for being impolite.

This person may have some skill, but it was quite surprising that he could withstand ten moves from him.

Lu Hanyou roared furiously, "Fine, you've got guts! But since I said I wouldn't use my natal magic weapon, I won't..."

He was about to speak again when Su Mo Zhenjun stood up, pressed his shoulder, and said expressionlessly:

"Since Fellow Daoist Ning has said so, Junior Brother Lu, you shouldn't refuse. Go all out."

Lu Hanyou frowned, but when he met Su Mo Zhenjun's gaze, he ultimately did not object.

Ning Fa smiled slightly, and then a flash of silver lightning appeared on his body, and he disappeared from the hall.

Such speed surprised the other Nascent Soul cultivators.

Lu Hanyou snorted coldly and flew out like a sword.

The three of them exchanged glances, all seeing the worry on each other's faces.

"Let's go, let's go and support Junior Brother Ning first," Cangya said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, it looks like it's going to be a fierce battle."

A beautiful young woman from Tianshui Gate, dressed in a green dress, smiled sweetly as she spoke.

Immediately afterwards, cultivators from the Tianshui Sect and Haiyun Sect also flew out of the hall.

Soon, above the summit of Tianyue Peak, a group of Nascent Soul cultivators retreated several miles away, looking at Ning Fa and Lu Hanyou, who were facing off in front of them, with different expressions.

A commotion was also heard on the vast Tianyue Peak.

Clearly, the Golden Core cultivators, Foundation Establishment disciples, and Qi Refining disciples from the four sects had all heard the news that the two newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivators were about to fight.

Aside from the disciples from the other three sects who were just watching the spectacle, the disciples of the Wangyue Sect couldn't help but become tense.

Because no matter how you look at it, their newly promoted Uncle Ning doesn't seem to have a chance of winning.

In the air, Lu Hanyou let out a cold snort.

With a sword's cry, a seven-foot-long sword appeared in front of him.

It gleamed with a cold, shimmering light, its deep blue color suggesting it was forged from a type of cold jade.

Not only was the sword energy sharp, but it also exuded a chilling aura, causing ice crystals to appear around it, creating an extraordinary spectacle.

Lu Hanyou made a sword gesture, and with a clear sword cry, the sword shone brightly. With a slight tremor, a beam of sword light was unleashed.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of fierce sword lights filled the sky, flashing together and emitting a sword roar like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, making everyone's faces change. Ning Fa stood with his hands behind his back, watching this person cast a spell with great interest.

To be honest, he was really looking forward to fighting this Nascent Soul sword cultivator.

Because both the Demon Lord and the Sword Master of No Life were extremely terrifying top-tier sword cultivators, their past encounters left a deep impression on him, and they are now the targets he is determined to catch up to after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage.

As Lu Hanyou changed his sword technique again, the thousands of sword lights suddenly converged in the center.

With a roar that sounded like the rang out of a sword and the cry of a dragon, a dark blue serpent dragon, tens of feet long, appeared before everyone's eyes. It looked lifelike and extremely realistic.

It's hard to believe that this is composed of countless sword lights!

The four dark blue giant claws of this sword-qi serpent unleashed numerous chilling sword energies with a mere casual swing.

A unique pressure emanated from it, causing even the Nascent Soul cultivators watching from several miles away to feel a stinging pain in their souls.

Apart from the few from the Sword Cauldron Sect, the Nascent Soul cultivators all changed color immediately.

A pale-faced, scholarly-looking early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Tianshui Sect exclaimed in shock, "This is... the first resonance of the second level of sword intent and sword soul! And it has clearly reached the great completion stage!"

Upon hearing this, the other Nascent Soul cultivators, who had previously hesitated to confirm the claim, were once again shaken.

They then understood why Lu Hanyou had been so confident earlier; it turned out he had already mastered the Sword Soul's First Cry Great Perfection Sword Intent. No wonder he dared to be confident that he could defeat Ning Fa without using his natal flying sword magic weapon.

The withered pine elder of the Haiyun Sect initially looked wary, but then a smile returned to his face.

Because of this, the outcome of the battle is no longer in doubt.

Lu Hanyou, who has mastered the sword intent of the Sword Soul's First Cry to a high level, even has the potential to challenge a mid-stage Nascent Soul expert.

Cangya, Mingguang, and Duanming's expressions had turned quite grim, clearly indicating that they shared the same assessment.

A smile appeared on the lips of Su Mo, the True Monarch of the Sword Cauldron Sect.

He knew in his heart that his junior brother Lu was angered by Ning Fa's arrogant words.

So he immediately used his second level of sword intent, wanting to defeat his opponent in one move and humiliate his arrogance.

At this moment, the beautiful woman in the green dress from Tianshui Sect had a strange glint in her eyes and chuckled, "In my opinion, this Fellow Daoist Ning may not necessarily lose."

Fellow Daoists, would you be willing to make a bet with me? I'm willing to offer up that Thousand-Year-Old Frosty Jade Leaf as my stake.

Upon hearing this, the others looked at her in surprise, their brows furrowing.

This beautiful woman is no ordinary person; she is not only very capable but also shrewd and decisive, known for never doing anything she is not sure of.

The other two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tianshui Sect, though they were clearly tempted by the Thousand-Year Cold Jade Leaf, still didn't dare to speak.

However, Venerable Kusong from the Haiyun Sect laughed and said, "Fairy Chaolu, since that's the case, then I'll take out a piece of fourth-grade iron crystal to bet with you, how about it?"

“Okay, it’s a deal,” the beautiful woman in the green dress said with a smile.

Cangya and the others exchanged glances, their confidence in Ningfa growing even stronger because of the famous Morning Dew Fairy's unusual reaction.

Just as the group was talking, the azure-blue frost dragon, imbued with the initial sword intent of the sword soul, pounced towards Ning Fa, wagging its tail.

Ning Fa's lips curled up slightly.

Although this person had mastered the second level of sword intent, which surprised him slightly.

But to challenge him with just that is far from enough; one would need at least the third level of Sword Intent and Immaculate Sword Heart.

Normally, he would really like to spar with him slowly and experience the power of sword intent.

However, the occasion was inappropriate, as this matter concerned the sect's reputation, and he had to defeat this person cleanly and decisively.

Thinking of this, Ningfa suddenly stretched out his right hand.

With a deafening roar, countless silver lightning bolts surged like a raging tide, instantly forming a colossal lightning hand, tens of meters in size, reaching the sky.

The terrifying thunderous pressure emanating from it caused many Nascent Soul cultivators several miles away to change color instantly.

Amidst the deafening thunder, the towering thunder hand grabbed at the azure frost dragon.

The azure serpent roared angrily and lunged forward, unleashing countless chilling sword lights imbued with sword intent.

However, these sword lights landed on the towering thunder hand, but they were like mud oxen entering the sea, without any reaction.

The next moment, with a mournful cry, the azure cold dragon was directly grasped by the towering thunder hand.

Lu Hanyou's expression changed drastically. His magical power surged outwards, and his sword gestures left afterimages.

The azure dragon struggled desperately, unleashing countless azure sword energies, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar was heard, and the sword-qi frost dragon suddenly shattered, transforming into a sky full of dazzling, dark blue sword light.

Amidst the shattered sword light, Lu Hanyou's precious azure flying sword flashed wildly. Just as he was about to escape, the enormous thunder hand grabbed him again with incredible speed.

The sword struggled desperately, trying to escape, but it couldn't get away even a fraction of a step.

Lu Hanyou was horrified and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, trying to fight back desperately.

The azure flying sword was stained with blood, its power greatly increased, but it still could not escape the control of the thunder hand.

Then, the enormous thunder hand directly grasped the flying sword and approached Lu Hanyou like lightning.

Although the dark blue flying sword was still trembling violently, it was still under Lei Shou's control, and the tip of the sword was still aimed at Lu Hanyou's forehead.

Lu Hanyou was covered in sweat. After the shock, he looked dejected and said bitterly, "Fellow Daoist Ning's strength is amazing. I have lost."

(End of this chapter)