Chapter 161

Instead... instead, as if it had found an outlet for venting, it followed that invisible suction force like a broken Yangtze River, surging forward, unstoppable, and rushed towards Zhu Zhu Wushi in mid-air!

As if it wanted to pour the entire ocean into his body!

The Iron-Gall Divine Marquis Zhu Zhu Wushi, a terrestrial immortal who held immense power in the Great Ming Dynasty and was regarded as a taboo by countless martial artists.

At this moment, under the very Art of Absorbing Power he took such pride in, he was suffering from an unprecedented and agonizing backlash!

His face, which had originally worn a cruel and smug smile, was now replaced by boundless horror and disbelief!

The majestic demonic power that surged from Ning Chuan like a world-ending flood was simply not something he could absorb or refine!

That demonic power was purer, more overbearing, and even more... destructive than any internal energy he had ever seen!

"Pfft——!!!"

The moment Zhu Zhu Wushi’s body made contact with that majestic demonic power, it was like a balloon being instantly over-inflated!

It swelled violently, reaching a truly terrifying degree!

The black nine-dragon brocade robe on his body was already torn to shreds by the violent energy, fluttering away like a sky full of butterflies!

On his bronze-colored skin, hideous and terrifying blood-red cracks appeared, like porcelain about to shatter!

Blood sprayed wildly from those cracks, as if it were an inexhaustible spring!

In an instant, he was dyed into a shocking blood-man!

The air was filled with a thick, nauseating stench of blood.

"Ah——！！！！!"

Zhu Zhu Wushi let out a shrill, piercing scream filled with endless pain and disbelief!

That voice no longer held its former majesty and dominance, leaving only boundless fear and despair!

He felt as if his body were being ripped apart alive by that violent demonic power!

His meridians were snapping inch by inch!

His internal organs were churning violently, as if they were about to be ground into a pulp of flesh!

Even his soul was trembling crazily under the impact of that terrifying demonic power, nearly on the verge of dissipating!

It was a kind of... ultimate torture, a hundred times more terrifying and ten thousand times more painful than death!

The Art of Absorbing Power within him was utterly fragile in the face of this purer, more overbearing demonic power!

Not only did it fail to absorb and refine it, but it was like playing with fire, leaving him ravaged and broken by the backlash!

The brilliant Jin Dan, which he had spent decades cultivating and absorbing the internal energy of countless experts to form—the symbol of his terrestrial immortal realm—was now covered in fine, spiderweb-like cracks, its light dimming, nearly on the verge of shattering completely!

Once the Jin Dan shattered, his earth-shaking cultivation base would vanish into thin air! He might not even be able to save his own life!

It took only a few breaths!

Zhu Zhu Wushi’s originally imposing and arrogant body rapidly shriveled up, like a leaking ball poked with countless holes!

The terrifying aura he possessed, which had been enough to change the color of the heavens and earth, also faded at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Clearly, under Ning Chuan’s near-cheating "reverse infusion," he had suffered unimaginable, even destructive, trauma!

His foundation was ruined! His cultivation base plummeted!

From the high and mighty realm of a terrestrial immortal, he fell directly into a miserable state that even he could not believe!

This scene was truly too bizarre, too shocking!

It simply overturned everyone’s perception!

Whether it was the martial artists at the foot of the mountain, who were already scared out of their wits like startled birds.

Or the Ming Sect members on Bright Peak, who were trembling with fear yet forcing themselves to watch.

Or those veteran martial arts masters who had just struggled back from the brink of death and had a deeper understanding of power.

At this moment, they were all as if struck by a legendary petrification spell, standing dumbfounded and rigid, as if they had forgotten how to breathe!

Their brains had been blanked by this terrifying sight that defied cognition and surpassed imagination, losing the ability to think!

"This... this... how is this possible?! A... a terrestrial immortal... actually... actually..."

Palace Master Yao Yue of the Flower-Shedding Palace, on that cold and aloof face that seemed like it would never melt, revealed for the first time a look of horror and disbelief as if she had seen a ghost!

Her beautiful phoenix eyes were wide open, staring fixedly at the miserable, blood-covered Zhu Zhu Wushi in mid-air, and the black dragon that still radiated endless majesty!

She never imagined that the terrestrial immortal Iron-Gall Divine Marquis, who in her eyes was so powerful as to be nearly invincible, capable of severely injuring her with a flip of his hand.

Would actually... actually be... be burst open by this black dragon in such a bizarre, overbearing, and... inconceivable way?!

This... this was simply unheard of, unseen!

Just how terrifyingly unfathomable was this dragon’s strength?!

Could it be that it... it had already surpassed the realm of terrestrial immortals and reached a more profound, more mysterious state?!

In Palace Master Yao Yue’s heart, for the first time, a trace of... confusion arose regarding her own martial path.

Li Li Xunhuan, the "Little Li Flying Dagger," had eyes that were originally filled with a hint of laziness and vicissitudes, but now they were wide as copper bells, filled with unbelievable horror!

The small flying dagger in his hand had long since fallen to the ground, yet he was completely unaware.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his throat so dry that he couldn't utter a single word.

He muttered to himself: "Art of Absorbing Power... backlash... using their own way to deal with them... No! That’s not right! This is no longer a simple case of using their own way! This is clearly... the crushing of absolute power! It is a... dimensional strike by a higher-level life form against a lower-level one!"

He felt his worldview being completely overturned at this moment!

The face of "Flying Swordsman" A Fei, usually as cold as ice, was also filled with unconcealable shock and... a hint of excitement and fanaticism?

He gripped the long sword in his hand tightly, feeling the cold touch of the hilt and his own heart beating violently from excitement.

He looked at the black dragon in mid-air, radiating endless majesty and dominance, and a fierce fighting spirit erupted in his eyes!

This was the true powerhouse! This was the ultimate martial path he had pursued his entire life!

Compared to such an existence, the so-called peak of swordsmanship he had pursued before was simply... not worth mentioning!

"Divine Sword" Xie Xie Xiaofeng and "Demonic Blade" Ding Peng were even more stirred and blood-boiling!

Although they had previously been defeated by Ning Chuan and had willingly submitted to him.

But that was, after all, merely an ordinary martial arts sparring session; Ning Chuan had not truly revealed his terrifying, world-destroying strength.

Yet now, what Ning Chuan displayed was this terrifying method, akin to divine magical powers, capable of easily crushing Land Immortals!

This caused their awe and worship of Ning Chuan to rise to a new height once again!

The Master is truly an existence like a god! An existence they can only look up to for all eternity!

Just as everyone’s hearts were stirred and unable to calm down.

In mid-air, the Iron-Clad Divine Marquis Zhu Zhu Wushi, having suffered devastating injuries, saw a flash of frantic resentment and unwillingness in his eyes!

He knew that today, he was likely unable to escape his fate!

But he was absolutely unwilling to just die here like this!

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcibly suppressing the churning blood and the Jin Dan in his body that was on the verge of shattering!

Then, regardless of everything, he transformed into a streak of blood-colored light and fled desperately toward the camp of the one-hundred-thousand-strong army below!

He wanted to use that one-hundred-thousand-strong army to buy himself a glimmer of survival!

He wanted to make this damned flood dragon pay a heavy price for its arrogance and conceit!

"Want to run? In front of this seat, do you think you still have a chance?!"

Ning Chuan watched Zhu Zhu Wushi’s wretched, fleeing back, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold arc, filled with disdain and mockery.

He did not pursue immediately.

Because he knew that the real show had only just begun.

He wanted to let this once-haughty Iron-Clad Divine Marquis slowly walk toward death amidst endless despair and fear.

Zhu Zhu Wushi, like a stray dog, hid in a wretched state within the heavy protection of the one-hundred-thousand-strong army.

With a ferocious expression, he roared in a fit of rage:

"For this Marquis... for this Marquis, kill it!!"

"All soldiers, hear my order! Fire all arrows at once! Shoot this evil dragon... into a hedgehog for this Marquis!!!"

He had completely lost his mind, wanting only to tear the black flood dragon before him—which had brought him endless humiliation and fear—into ten thousand pieces!

He wanted to use the blood and lives of the one-hundred-thousand-strong army to wash away the humiliation he had suffered today!

"As you command!"

That one-hundred-thousand-strong army, after receiving Zhu Zhu Wushi’s order, although their hearts were filled with unspeakable fear toward the terrifying flood dragon circling in the nine heavens.

But military orders were like mountains; they dared not disobey in the slightest!

In an instant!