Chapter 118: Divine Martial! Divine Martial!

*Boom—!!! *

Fierce firelight rose within the mansion. The entire Wang Mansion instantly exploded into a mess, panicked screams mixed with the roars of people fighting the fire.

Somewhere in the mansion, Qin Jiang was covered in black clothes, his whole body burning with black flames, wantonly incinerating everything around him.

Opposite him, Wang Zizai's expression was gloomy. "Who are you?"

His voice was calm, like a volcano about to erupt.

Qin Jiang did not answer. His figure suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared again, he was already above Wang Zizai, pressing down with a fierce palm.

Wang Zizai snorted coldly, not dodging at all, and met him head-on.

*In Ning'an, no one has ever been able to—!!! * *Boom! * With a roar, Wang Zizai's body was smashed into the ground. He raised his arms, trying his best to hold up Qin Jiang's palm.

*'How is this possible! Martial Fate! This is absolutely an expert at the Martial Fate level! And one of the most peak existences at the Martial Fate level!'*

He had been immersed in the Martial Fate level for nearly a hundred years and knew very well that although existences at the Martial Fate level were all in the same realm, due to the grade and quantity of the secret martial arts they practiced, there would be a huge gap in combat power!

This guy in front of him had absolutely practiced more than one advanced secret martial art! And all of them had condensed Martial Fate! With two, or even three Martial Fates added to his body, he was absolutely no match for him! Qin Jiang was also slightly surprised. As expected of an expert at the Martial Fate level, as expected of the number one person who had dominated Ning'an for many years, he was actually able to block him, who had five secret martial arts added to his body.

Sure enough, on the path of martial arts, the realm was the foundation.

If he had also stepped into the Martial Fate level, with the blessing of five secret martial arts, I fear a single palm would have been enough to severely injure him.

"Open! Golden Light Subduing Demon!"

Wang Zizai gave a loud shout, golden light bursting from his eyes. Behind him appeared a mysterious golden light wheel, covered in complex Dao patterns, as if expounding the principles of heaven and earth! *Boom—! * With a loud noise, Wang Zizai's figure released golden light, his power instantly increasing, flipping Qin Jiang's palm over.

Qin Jiang took a few steps back, his eyes smiling.

*Martial Fate! Is this Martial Fate! It is truly extraordinary! *

Even though he had already become a twelfth-rank peak secret martial artist, he could only understand a portion of the light wheel's Dao patterns! But even this little bit was enough to give him a glimpse of the Martial Fate level.

"I don't care who you are, retreat within one breath, and I can choose not to pursue this!" Wang Zizai's voice was cold.

The state of having Martial Fate added to one's body required consuming a large amount of source power, and even he could not maintain it for long.

Furthermore, if he consumes too much while his Martial Fate is active, he will fall into a state of weakness for a period of time.

That would naturally be nothing in the past, but he knew that now, the Golden Jade Pavilion and the Longevity Sect could go to war at any time, and he had to ensure he had peak combat power at that time!

Qin Jiang smiled upon hearing this. "I have long heard of your title as the number one person in Ning'an. Today, let's test your skills."

Determining the combat power of the Martial Fate level early would allow him to determine his current position.

"Then let's fight! Do you really think this old man is easy to bully!"

In an instant, the two figures disappeared. A series of striking sounds erupted above the Wang Mansion, but the two figures could not be seen!

The roaring sounds were constant, each loud noise accompanied by the collapse of a building, and some were even turned directly into dust! After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Qin Jiang's figure suddenly stopped, a powerful aura erupting from his whole body, rushing straight toward a certain place in the mansion.

Dungeon, Qin Hong stared blankly at the overturned dungeon. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse; if it were ordinary times, it would certainly be a good day for moon-viewing.

But at this moment, she had no mood at all.

Violent roars rang in her ears, each one like a volcano exploding.

*'What happened! Could it be... someone is actually attacking the Wang family?! Or is it... the Huai Kingdom army has attacked?!'*

*Damn it! *

She looked resentfully at the chains locking her; there was no way to escape in the chaos!

*No! * She forced herself to calm down, seeking a solution.

*Whoosh! * Just as she was pondering, a burly figure in black suddenly appeared in front of her.

*Slap! Slap! Slap! * The chains around her body instantly snapped, and then she felt herself being lifted up, and her vision began to shift.

"Where are you going! Leave the person behind!"

Wang Zizai's roar rang in her ears. Her vision suddenly focused; she discovered that she was actually in mid-air, carried on the shoulder of the burly figure. "You are courting death!"

Qin Jiang gave a loud shout, his figure instantly expanding, black dragon scales squeezing out of his skin, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a thirty-zhang humanoid demon dragon! "Ah—!!"

"Monster! Monster!!"

"Run! Run quickly!"

Almost instantly, the Wang Mansion, which had already extinguished most of the fire and was gradually recovering order, became chaotic again.

There was no help for it; anyone who saw a monster with a dragon head and human body nearly a hundred meters tall would be terrified.

Wang Zizai stared blankly at this monster in front of him, a trace of panic appearing in his eyes.

Suddenly, Qin Jiang's face appeared in his mind.

*Impossible! Absolutely impossible! That Qin Jiang's strength is at most the ninth rank; it absolutely cannot be him! Moreover, this posture is clearly a dragon! *

"Older Brother, do not panic! Second Brother is here to assist you!"

"Hold on, Brother Wang!"

Several streams of light flew in from all over the city, each of them an advanced secret martial artist of the tenth rank or above! "Die!"

Qin Jiang gave a roar, directly pressing down with one hand, the terrifying dragon claw pressing the air under his palm into a solid state, so much so that even Wang Zizai felt his movements were hindered.

"Golden Light Subduing Demon!"

Wang Zizai gave an angry roar, the Martial Fate light wheel behind his head transforming into a golden light humanoid a zhang tall, punching toward the dragon claw!

*Hum~* A sharp humming sound vibrated in the surroundings, followed by a series of 'crack, crack' sounds.

*Bang! * The nearly solid air was crushed by the violent force, and fresh blood sprayed from Wang Zizai's skin.

"Everyone, strike together! Execute this beast!" The Second Master of the Wang family, Wang Zi'an, who held the city-protecting source artifact, shouted, striking out a dazzling golden light.

At the same time, the other figures who had rushed over also struck with their full strength! *Roar—! * A dragon roar resounded in the night sky, and a circle of black ripples instantly rippled past.

*Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! * The moment the ripples passed the few people, without exception, they all sprayed blood and fell to the ground one after another. Only Wang Zi'an, who held the city-protecting source artifact, was barely hovering, but he no longer had the strength to fight.

After all, although the city-protecting source artifact was powerful, it was not at the center of the formation and could not exert much power; it could only be used as a protective weapon.

"You lot, do not be mistaken! Wang Zizai slaughtered my dragon descendants; he must give my East Sea Dragon Race an explanation!"

Qin Jiang gave a loud shout and was about to take action, but a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

"Senior, run quickly, Wang Zizai has a Divine Martial power protecting his body, you cannot block it," Qin Hong, who was on his shoulder, grabbed a scale and whispered in Qin Jiang's ear.

*Divine Martial power? *

Qin Jiang looked at Wang Zizai and saw that Wang Zizai was emitting dots of blood-colored faint light, slowly forming a sword shape above his head.

Wang Zizai looked at Qin Jiang's dragon head, his eyes crazy, almost completely covered by blood color.

He had plotted for so many years for the Qin family's Eight-Turn Golden Image Technique, and now he was only one step away; how could he let go!

This was the opportunity for him to achieve Divine Martial Arts!

Even the East Sea Dragon Race should not think of stopping him!

"Sword Seal—Kill!"

With an angry roar, the blood-red killing sword suspended above his head instantly shot out, stabbing straight toward Qin Jiang!

The terrifying murderous intent enveloped Qin Jiang, as if the entire world was being pulled by that blood sword, wanting to destroy him!

*Divine Martial power, is it? * "Hahahaha! Divine Martial! Divine Martial! Come! Kill me! Hahahaha!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 119 =====