Chapter 138

This... this is simply too inconceivable, too unreal, isn’t it?!

But, when Ning Chuan’s cold and majestic gaze swept over them one by one.

All the Ming Cult members who came into contact with his gaze felt bursts of palpitations and soul tremors!

They never expected that Cult Leader Dai Dai Qisi could invite such a terrifying existence to help!

It seems that the Ming Cult today, perhaps... really has hope!

They dared not be the least bit negligent, hurriedly following Dai Dai Qisi, bowing to Ning Chuan, their voices filled with awe and a hint of anticipation:

"We pay respects to Island Master Ning!"

"We implore Island Master Ning to take action and save our Ming Cult from fire and water!"

This person, it is said, is a supreme existence capable of fighting a nine-turn Grandmaster and even triggering the heavenly thunder tribulation!

And opposite, those sect experts, upon learning that Ning Chuan was actually here to help the Ming Cult.

The expressions on their faces suddenly became ugly.

Especially Emei Sect Leader Abbess Miejue, who was even more furious!

She was originally hot-tempered and hated evil, and hated the Ming Cult, these so-called "demon cult thieves," the most.

Seeing a beast now actually daring to intervene in the grievances between their righteous sects and the demon cult.

She was even more furious!

She shouted sternly: "Where did this little mud loach come from?! How dare you talk big here?!"

"This is a grievance between our six major sects and the demon cult, and it is not your turn, a beast, to intervene!"

"If you are sensible, leave quickly! Otherwise, don’t blame my Heaven-Reliant Sword for not leaving any survivors and chopping you into meat paste!"

She clearly did not take Ning Chuan seriously, still maintaining a high and mighty, arrogant appearance.

Ning Chuan, hearing this, had a flash of cold killing intent in his pale-gold dragon pupils!

He turned his head slowly, his gaze like two sharp swords, staring at Abbess Miejue.

And the sharp and peerless Heaven-Reliant Sword in her hand.

He could clearly feel a trace of faint yet pure spiritual energy fluctuation radiating from that Heaven-Reliant Sword.

"Hmm? This sword... is interesting."

"As a piece of mortal iron, it has actually managed to nurture a trace of spirituality, which is not bad."

"It’s just a pity that the pearl has been cast into the dark, falling into the hands of an ignorant old woman like you."

"It is simply... a waste of heaven’s gifts!"

Ning Chuan thought to himself, having already developed a trace of interest in that Heaven-Reliant Sword.

Immediately.

He did not wait for Abbess Miejue to speak again.

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That huge dragon claw, covered in hard scales and shimmering with black-gold luster, had already reached out like lightning!

Carrying an indescribable, terrifying momentum, it grabbed down toward Abbess Miejue’s head!

Abbess Miejue saw this, and her heart skipped a beat!

She didn’t expect this dragon to act as soon as it spoke, and its speed was so fast, its momentum so fierce!

She dared not be the least bit negligent, immediately pushing the Emei Nine Yang Skill within her body to the extreme!

The Heaven-Reliant Sword in her hand let out a clear sword cry!

Bursts of sharp and peerless sword energy, like a storm, exploded toward the huge dragon claw Ning Chuan had grabbed!

She wanted to use the supreme sharpness of the Heaven-Reliant Sword to cut off this beast’s claw!

However!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Those sharp sword energies, which were enough to pierce gold and stone and crack monuments, after coming into contact with Ning Chuan’s huge dragon claw covered in hard scales.

Actually only erupted with bursts of ear-piercing sounds of metal clashing, and a series of dazzling sparks!

They failed to break even a fraction of the scales on Ning Chuan’s dragon claw!

Let alone hurting his body!

"What?!" Abbess Miejue saw this and was shocked!

She never expected that her proud Heaven-Reliant Sword, combined with the Emei Sect’s exquisite sword techniques, would... would not even be able to break the other party’s defense?!

To what perverted level had this dragon’s physical body reached?!

Just at the moment she lost her composure!

Ning Chuan’s huge dragon claw had already pressed down ruthlessly like Mount Tai!

Easily crushing all her protective true qi and sword energy defenses!

Then, it grabbed her fiercely!

"Crack!"

A sound of bones breaking that made one’s teeth ache!

Abbess Miejue didn’t even have time to let out a scream before her heart pulse was directly crushed by the terrifying power of Ning Chuan’s dragon claw!

This Emei Sect Leader, who had once shaken the martial arts world and was arrogant, thus... died!

Dying with eyes wide open!

Everyone hadn’t even reacted to what had happened!

A famous Grandmaster expert, the Emei Sect Leader, just... died?!

Died so easily! So cleanly! So... vulnerable?!

Ning Chuan’s cold and indifferent voice rang out slowly, like the judgment of the god of death:

"A tiny ant, and it dares to clamor in front of this seat."

"You don’t know whether to live or die."

He loosened his dragon claw, and Abbess Miejue’s corpse, which had long since lost its life, fell from the sky like a broken sack.

And that Heaven-Reliant Sword, shimmering with cold light, was taken by his demonic power and hovered beside him.

Ning Chuan looked at this divine weapon, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

"Not bad, not bad material."

"Wait until later, when this seat re-refines it and integrates some heavenly treasures."

"It can definitely be forged into a true spiritual sword, or other even more powerful magic treasures."

At this time.

Everyone present finally slowly came back to their senses from that extreme shock.

They looked at Abbess Miejue’s corpse, which had fallen to the ground and had long since died.

And the black dragon hovering in mid-air, radiating terrifying pressure that could destroy heaven and earth.

In their hearts, they were all filled with indescribable fear and horror!

"Master——!!!"

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo and the other Emei disciples let out heart-rending cries!

They looked at Ning Chuan, their eyes filled with deep-seated hatred and boundless fear!

But, they dared not be the least bit presumptuous or move!

Because they knew that as long as they dared to have any disrespectful actions.

The next moment, they would follow in their master’s footsteps!

Song Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect, looking at this bloody and cruel scene, was also scared out of his wits, cold sweat dripping!

He said with a trembling voice: "This... this Dragon Island Master... has... has such terrifying strength! And... and such ruthless methods!"

He was glad that he hadn’t provoked this terrifying dragon like Abbess Miejue, not knowing whether to live or die.

Sun Moon Holy Cult Leader Dongfang Dongfang Bubai, whose charming eyes were also filled with deep shock and fear!

He muttered to himself: "This... what kind of power is this?! Why... why is it so domineering?! So... impossible to resist?!"

He felt that even if he faced that claw just now, he would likely not be able to retreat unscathed!

And the Ming Cult members on Brightness Peak, after a brief shock, erupted into bursts of deafening cheers!

"Island Master Ning’s divine power covers the world!"

"Island Master Ning is invincible in the world!"