Chapter 838

On the Mi Gai Grassland, a radius of over ten kilometers was shrouded in black Lei Ting.

The earth was utterly devastated; the cold, violent aura emitted by the black lightning chilled every soul present.

At the very center of this Lei Ting, Xu Jingming, his Gao Da figure encircled by thunder, stood like a god, gripping a long spear.

Not far ahead of him, on the ground, lay Jonathan's charred corpse, headless.

The entire Mi Gai Grassland fell silent as death; all stared at Xu Jingming's Gao Da form.

Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

The Tianming Sect's ninth-rank... just died like that?

Though they thought this in their hearts, none dared to move.

Because they knew ninth-rank Martial Saints had formidable lifespans—this charred corpse was likely just an illusion!

Just as they thought this, Xu Jingming moved.

He directly took the space ring from the corpse, then black Lei Ting surged, reducing Jonathan's body to ash.

"He's really dead?!" Everyone stared, dumbfounded.

No one had expected Jonathan, who had just been so menacing, to actually be killed by Xu Jingming!

The world's elites were stunned; the remaining Tianming Sect members felt their scalps go numb.

In terms of elite numbers, the nations' eighth-rank Grand Masters certainly outnumbered them.

Their only advantage had been Jonathan, the ninth-rank fighter—now that he was dead, they had no advantage left.

"No! Our Divine Messenger is a ninth-rank Wu Sheng, with immense vitality!

Death is just an illusion—he will surely revive again!"

A Tianming Sect Yidazhu Sect shouted loudly, refusing to believe what he saw.

But the Grand Masters present were no fools.

Martial Saints do have formidable vitality—they can regrow severed limbs or even heads.

But Jonathan had been obliterated into ash by Xu Jingming's Lei Ting—there was no way he could recover!

"My lord Lain, I was deceived—please save me, My Lord Lain!"

A former American Master Zongshi who had defected to Tianming Sect was the first to react, shouting out.

This snapped the others awake.

Right—they weren't Tianming Sect members! They were merely coerced!

Instantly, cries for mercy rang out toward their original national groups.

"Under Heaven's Mandate, the Heavenly God Endures! Xu Jingming! One day, you will suffer the Heavenly God's divine punishment!!"

The original Tianming Sect Yidazhu Sect, knowing all was lost, each swallowed Blood-Explosion Pills, their aura surging as they prepared to self-detonate.

The self-explosion of an eighth-rank Master Zongshi could flatten hundreds of li around.

Even other eighth-rank Ability Users would suffer grave injuries.

This was their final revenge!

"You ants dare attempt self-detonation?"

A cold snort echoed—a thick black Lei Ting erupted from Xu Jingming and struck the first Yidazhu Sect.

After obliterating him, it leapt to the second Yidazhu Sect.

Sizz—sizz—

In an instant, the lightning jumped and refracted five times, annihilating every Master Zongshi about to detonate.

"That's... an A-rank combat skill: Lightning Chain?"

A lightning-type Master Zongshi recognized the technique, then fell into deep silence.

One Lightning Chain killing five Grand Masters? Even a ninth-rank Law Saint couldn't do better.

In fact, not just the lightning-type Grand Masters—all other Ability Users present noticed the anomaly in Xu Jingming's Lei Ting.

The violent, icy aura of that black Lei Ting was utterly different from his earlier holy golden thunder.

"Xu Jingming's lightning ability seems to have undergone a new transformation."

"Could it be another evolution? But how is that possible?"

Many Grand Masters whispered among themselves; some murmured in awe:

"He killed a ninth-rank Wu Sheng... Xu Jingming is too monstrous..."

Xu Jingming's aura remained at seventh-rank upper tier—killing ninth-rank Jonathan proved his strength beyond doubt.

No matter how he achieved this, after this realm ends, Xu Jingming's name will echo across the entire Blue Planet!

"He won."

Standing nearby, Ling Shuang also smiled, her Bai Xi face faintly tinged with wonder.

She knew Xu Jingming's ability, evolved to SSS-rank, was powerful.

But seeing him kill a ninth-rank Wu Sheng, she still felt it was unreal.

Xu Jingming's growth rate was simply too fast...

"Eva, what just happened? Why did he die outright?"

After picking up the space ring left by Tian Jian, Xu Jingming asked Eva inwardly.

"Because he wasn't a true ninth-rank Wu Sheng—only a pseudo-ninth-rank, forcibly elevated by Divine Blood techniques.

He had no Indestructible Matter inside him—he possessed the attack power of a ninth-rank Wu Sheng, but none of the corresponding regenerative ability."

Eva replied softly.

"Indestructible Matter is a substance that Ability Users generate within their bodies upon reaching ninth rank.

The formidable vitality of ninth-rank Ability Users stems from this—once the Indestructible Matter is depleted..."

Even ninth-rank beings can die."

Eva explained.

This was knowledge that was originally meant to be introduced only when Xu Jingming was about to reach ninth rank.

But judging from the current situation, it really did need to be learned ahead of time.

"Indestructible matter? So that's how it is." Xu Jingming suddenly understood.

At that moment, Roland had already walked over from afar and bowed respectfully:

"Congratulations, Senior Xu, on possessing ninth-rank combat power. May your martial fortunes flourish!"

Roland was an S-rank eighth-rank upper-position Grandmaster of the Weida Sect; his teacher was a ninth-rank upper-position Law Saint!

But before Xu Jingming, he kept his posture very low, even going so far as to directly use the address "Senior."

"Senior?" Xu Jingming's expression turned odd.

Being called "Senior" by a man in his thirties always felt a little strange.

"On the path of martial arts, those who have achieved come first. It is only right that I address you as Senior."

Roland, for his part, didn't think there was anything odd about it. He stood ramrod-straight and said in a solemn tone.

Although he was already an eighth-rank upper-position, if he wanted to possess A-rank ninth-rank combat power, it would probably still take at least two or three more years.

Seeing this, Xu Jingming nodded and said, "You were looking for me?"

"There is something, Senior Xu. How do you think we should deal with these three?"

Roland nodded thoughtfully.

He beckoned, and three Great Xia natives who had defected to the Tianming Sect—including Wang Linyang—walked over from afar.

"Senior Xu! We didn't want to join the Tianming Sect either—we were all threatened! We beg Senior to spare us!"

The three had only just walked over when they dropped to their knees with a thud, weeping bitterly, utterly without the dignity befitting a Grandmaster.