From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 214 Hidden Dragon in the Mortal World, Soaring Fortune

Feeling Jiang Zhaoxia's terrifying sword energy, the Star Ancestor was both alarmed and excited.

He completely forgot about Zhao Zhen and now decided to possess Jiang Zhaoxia.

Jiang Zhaoxia's aptitude is clearly no weaker than Zhao Zhen's, and his cultivation level is even higher!

Compared to Zhao Zhen's immortal martial arts, he coveted Jiang Zhaoxia's sword energy even more. There are countless paths to immortality, but what he longed for most was to become a sword cultivator.

"Youngster, let's see who overestimates themselves!"

Ancestor Su Xing grinned menacingly as he charged towards the gust of wind stirred up by Jiang Zhaoxia. A black iron umbrella appeared out of thin air in his hand, and as he opened it, countless black insects surged out, sweeping across the broken mountainside like a dust storm.

Jiang Zhaoxia drew his sword and charged forward. The sword light flashed, and the sword spirit swung the sword along with his right arm. The man and the soul slashed out with two sword energies, directly scattering the thousands of black insects.

Ancestor Su Xing's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly bent down to dodge the sword energy.

Before he could even get up, Jiang Zhaoxia appeared above him, slashing horizontally with her sword, intending to cut him in half. He reacted quickly, immediately raising his umbrella to defend himself.

Clang!
Jiang Zhaoxia raised an eyebrow. His sword had been tempered by the Heavenly Craft Hall and transformed into a true magical weapon. Even with the sword energy attached, it was blocked.

This black umbrella is no ordinary thing!
What's even more remarkable is that this person, despite appearing extremely weak, can maintain such terrifying combat power.

Could this person be someone who has surpassed the ninth level of the Nourishing Essence Realm?
Jiang Zhaoxia's mind raced, and his hands never stopped moving. He continued his fierce and domineering offensive, forcing the Star Ancestor to retreat step by step.

From a distance, Zhao Zhen witnessed this scene and secretly admired it.

He had always known that Jiang Zhaoxia was very strong and was recognized as a top expert in the sect, but this was the first time he had seen Jiang Zhaoxia engage in a life-or-death battle with an enemy one-on-one.

Although Jiang Zhaoxia was a sword cultivator, Zhao Zhen felt that his physical body was also quite good.

With each advancement in cultivation level, the muscles and bones are strengthened, indicating that Jiang Zhaoxia's cultivation is extremely high.

From the seventh to the ninth floor, it may seem like only two floors apart, but in reality, they are worlds apart.

At this moment, there was another person watching the battle, and that was Qiao Dingbei, a disciple of the Imperial Spirit Hall.

That cloud-piercing thunder was released by him.

He used the eavesdropping talisman paper doll to watch the battle. Jiang Zhaoxia's appearance made him breathe a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but sigh that the sect was really powerful, with people everywhere.

Jiang Zhaoxia's strength surprised him as well, as he completely overwhelmed the terrifying old man.

"With Elder Jiang here, this person must be dead for good, right?"

Qiao Dingbei thought silently, and after his anxiety subsided, he began to think about other issues.

The old man was clearly a cultivator, and his cultivation was extremely high; he was speechless as he watched those spells.

Who is this person?

Could it be that other cultivation sects want to be enemies of Qingxiao Sect?

boom! boom! boom……

The banners of the Star Ancestor once again formed an array, and the lightning struck swiftly, relentlessly pursuing Jiang Zhaoxia.

Jiang Zhaoxia ignored everything and continued his offensive against the Star Ancestor. Eighteen sword shadows condensed around him and attacked the Star Ancestor together. These sword shadows were as fast as shooting stars, making the Star Ancestor more and more panicked.

"The Supreme Sword Control Technique! You actually obtained the inheritance of the Supreme Alliance!"

"Old Ancestor Su Xing said through gritted teeth, his tone filled with jealousy."

He finally understood why Qingxiao Sect had been able to rise so quickly.

Jiang Zhaoxia ignored him and thrust her sword forward. The sword energy pierced through like a rainbow and struck the black umbrella.

The terrifying sword energy pressed down on the Star Ancestor, leaving him no choice but to endure it. His tiger's mouth split open, and black blood oozed out, causing him to clench his teeth.

He never expected to be forced into this situation.

If this fight continues, he might really die at this kid's hands.

If he hadn't been seriously injured decades ago, he could have easily crushed someone like Jiang Zhaoxia with one hand.

He no longer cared about preserving Jiang Zhaoxia's intact body. His eyes hardened, and he leaped up, suppressing the churning blood and qi within him, to reach the high sky.

Jiang Zhaoxia's sword energy missed its target, but traveled horizontally for a hundred feet along the hillside, causing the surrounding mountains to tremble.

He looked up and saw that the Old Ancestor of the Star Constellation was floating in the sky like a wronged ghost. The large flags quickly came around him and moved rapidly to expand the range of the formation.

Rumbling--

The dark clouds in the sky roared with deafening thunder, and bolts of lightning struck down, intertwining with the banners. At that moment, Jiang Zhaoxia seemed to see Li Qingqiu undergoing her tribulation.

Surrounded by lightning, the aura of the Star Ancestor changed drastically, resembling a celestial lord in charge of the heavens. Lightning also burst forth from his eyes, and his tattered robes swayed like flames.

The world grew dark, and the aura of the Star Ancestor rose steadily.

Jiang Zhaoxia suddenly threw out the sword in her hand. The sword turned into a cold light and, along with eighteen sword shadows, rushed into the sky. The sword light converged and became extremely bright.

This time, the Star Ancestor did not dodge. He waved his black umbrella, and thousands of lightning bolts converged and flew towards it, like a thunderous spear that knocked away Jiang Zhaoxia's sword and scattered the sword shadows at the same time.

Jiang Zhaoxia's expression changed drastically, and he immediately jumped away. A massive bolt of lightning struck down, bombarding the mountains and fields. Even though he jumped away, he was still grazed by the lightning, and his sleeve instantly turned to ashes. His arm was charred black.

He leaped dozens of feet away, leaving two long tracks on the hillside. Before he could regain his footing, he looked up, his eyes filled with fear.

He never expected that the Star Ancestor could unleash such a spell. The difference in their spiritual energy suddenly widened dramatically, and he felt as if he were facing the might of heaven.

"Young man, how will you face this overwhelming divine might!"

The voice of the Star Ancestor rang out, and he raised the black umbrella in his hand and waved it down again. Thousands of lightning bolts burst forth from the sea of ​​clouds, carrying the lightning from the formation as they fell. Mountain peaks were shattered, and dust flew everywhere. Jiang Zhaoxia was forced to dodge, but no matter how he tried to escape, his injuries were aggravated.

The lightning bolts were clearly some distance away from him, yet they still managed to injure him.

The sword spirit within him twisted and swung its sword, unleashing a five-zhang-long sword aura that soared upwards, intending to slay the Star Ancestor. However, before it could even reach the Star Ancestor, it was blasted apart by lightning. "Cough cough—"

The Star Ancestor coughed violently, and black blood kept gushing from his seven orifices.

His face went mad as he suddenly swooped down.

While dodging the lightning, Jiang Zhaoxia picked up a flying sword he had thrown earlier when he arrived.

Sensing the strong wind behind him, he immediately turned around, gripped his sword in reverse, and swung it. The sword energy ignited with silver flames, creating a magnificent ink-wash painting-like scene. However, there was no one behind him.

His pupils contracted, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, only to find that the Ancestor of the Stars had appeared behind him.

The sharp fingernail pressed hard against Jiang Zhaoxia's forehead. Almost instantly, a chilling energy entered his body, causing him to stop abruptly.

As soon as the Star Ancestor landed, he cast a spell, and his soul left his body and entered Jiang Zhaoxia's body directly.

The two people stood still on the hillside, surrounded by swirling dust, while the lightning in the sky suddenly stopped, and the large flags fell from the sky.

Zhao Zhen's pupils dilated when she saw this.

He gritted his teeth and activated the Heavenly Golden Body Technique once more. This time, blood gushed from his body, turning him into a blood-soaked figure. He stood up shakily, his steps becoming faster and faster.

He traversed the sandstorm and swiftly arrived behind the Star Ancestor. He unleashed a punch that pierced the Star Ancestor's back, splattering black blood all over him.

But the Star Ancestor didn't utter a sound, and just hung stiffly on his arm.

Zhao Zhen's expression changed drastically; he discovered that the Star Ancestor was actually dead.

He quickly pushed Su Xing Lao Zu away and looked at Jiang Zhaoxia.

Jiang Zhaoxia stood there, his expression blank and his eyes vacant. His right arm was charred and still smoking, but he seemed to feel no pain.

Zhao Zhen suddenly didn't know what to do. He had never experienced possession and didn't understand the laws of the soul. He could only call out to Jiang Zhaoxia, hoping to awaken him.

"Ming--"

A piercing cry echoed across the sky, startling Zhao Zhen into looking up. His face lit up with joy as he saw a giant black eagle flying in from the horizon.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a cold light flash towards him.

A sword descended from the sky and landed beside Zhao Zhen and his companion. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was none other than his master's Rainbow Sword.

Master has arrived?

He looked up, but did not see Li Qingqiu.

at the same time.

Within Jiang Zhaoxia's body, in utter darkness, Jiang Zhaoxia's consciousness was resisting the suppression of the Star Ancestor.

Before him, the Star Ancestor was like a mountain giant, exuding a sense of oppression.

"Young man, you can no longer resist, stop struggling!"

The Star Ancestor's face showed a greedy expression. He became extremely excited. He was finally able to possess a body, and the body he possessed was that of a genius rarely seen in the world.

If he succeeds in possessing a body, he will have a bright future and may even become the sword cultivator he has always dreamed of.

Jiang Zhaoxia gritted his teeth and resisted, but felt weak all over. An indescribable tingling sensation was dragging his consciousness away, and the feeling of not being able to exert any strength made him feel like he was in a dream.

"Damn it... Do we have to stop here...?"

Jiang Zhaoxia thought that if he died, his senior brothers, junior sisters, and junior brothers would be heartbroken, and the disciples in the sect might even ridicule him.

No!

He absolutely could not fall here. His eyes turned fierce, and a faintly visible dragon appeared around him, roaring at the Star Ancestor.

The Star Ancestor was surprised and didn't understand what was going on with this dragon.

Just then, a hand landed on his shoulder, startling him so much that he instinctively turned his head to look.

……

In the mountains north of Taikun Mountain Range, Li Qingqiu was practicing his supernatural power of moving mountains and suppressing spirits again and again. Countless rocks moved rapidly with his palms, but his face was solemn and he was obviously somewhat absent-minded.

Although he had already sent Jiang Zhaoxia and a group of true disciples, and even had Xiao Ba take the Tianhong Sword to guard against cultivators possessing his body, he still could not calm down.

Just then, a notification popped up in front of him:
[Given that this is the first time a disciple of the Qingxiao Sect has defied destiny and overcome their destined tribulation, you have been granted a chance for good fortune.]

Defy fate and overcome destiny!
Li Qingqiu's expression brightened, and he was immediately overjoyed. He brought up the Daoist panel and found Zhao Zhen's portrait.

Immediately afterwards, he frowned, because Zhao Zhen's fate of "easily broken by fate" had not changed.

Wasn't it Zhao Zhen who defied fate?

Who is that?
Li Qingqiu suddenly thought of something and immediately found Jiang Zhaoxia's profile picture.

Jiang Zhaoxia possesses two special destinies: [Born Sword Maniac] and [Hidden Dragon in the Mortal World].

He always remembered the name "Hidden Dragon in the Mortal World" because this destiny indicated that Jiang Zhaoxia had a difficult life. He believed that by overcoming the tribulations in his life, he could transform into a flying dragon and his fortune would be unstoppable.

Jiang Zhaoxia is his junior brother, so naturally he will take him to heart.

He just didn't expect that Jiang Zhaoxia's destined calamity would occur during this trouble.

He clicked on Jiang Zhaoxia's profile picture and his eyes widened in surprise.

Things have definitely changed!

[The True Dragon of the Mortal World: A hidden dragon in the mortal realm, having endured hardships and resolved its destiny, experiences a meteoric rise in fortune, its luck now as powerful as a dragon's.]

　Thank you A寒雪夜月N for the 500 Qidian coins!
　　
　
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