Chapter 223

This... this is simply too far-fetched, too unreal, isn't it?!

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

All the Ming Sect members who came into contact with his gaze felt a wave of heart-pounding terror and soul-shaking tremors!

They never expected that Sect Master Dai Qisi would actually be able to invite such a terrifying existence to aid them!

It seems that the Ming Sect today might... truly have a chance of salvation!

They dared not be the slightest bit negligent, and immediately followed Dai Qisi in bowing respectfully to Ning Chuan, their voices filled with awe and a hint of hope:

"We pay our respects to Island Master Ning!"

"We implore Island Master Ning to act and save our Ming Sect from the fires and floods!"

This one is said to be an supreme existence capable of contending with a Grand Master of the Nine Turns, and even able to summon the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation!

And on the opposite side, those experts of the Men Sects, upon learning that Ning Chuan had actually come to help the Ming Sect.

Their expressions instantly turned ugly.

Especially the Emei Sect Master, Abbess Mie Jue, was utterly furious!

She was already of a fierce temperament, hating evil as she hated her own enemies, and detesting the so-called "demonic cult fiends" of the Ming Sect the most.

Now seeing a beastly creature daring to interfere in the grudge between their Mingmenzheng Sect and the Mo Sect.

She was even more incensed!

She shouted harshly, "Where did this little loach come from, daring to spout such nonsense here?!"

"This is a grudge between our Liudamen Sect and the Mo Sect; it is not for a beast like you to interfere!"

"If you are sensible, leave immediately! Otherwise, do not blame my Yitian Sword for leaving no survivors, and for chopping this beast into minced meat!"

She clearly did not take Ning Chuan seriously, still maintaining an air of superiority and arrogance.

Upon hearing this, a flash of cold killing intent suddenly passed through Ning Chuan's pair of pale golden Long Zhao eyes!

He slowly turned his head, his gaze like two sharp swords, staring fixedly at Abbess Mie Jue.

And at the Yitian Sword in her hand, which radiated a chilling light and was peerlessly sharp.

He could clearly feel a faint yet extremely pure fluctuation of spiritual energy emanating from that Yitian Sword.

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

"To nurture a trace of spirit within the body of common iron is truly extraordinary."

"It is a pity that a bright pearl is cast into darkness, falling into the hands of such a foolish and ignorant old witch."

"Truly... a waste of a precious treasure!"

Ning Chuan thought to himself, and already felt a trace of interest in that Yitian Sword.

Immediately.

He did not wait for Abbess Mie Jue to speak again.

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That huge Long Zhao, covered in hard scales and shimmering with a dark gold Jin Guang, had already shot out like lightning!

Carrying an unspeakable, terrifying momentum, it reached down to grab Abbess Mie Jue from above!

Seeing this, Abbess Mie Jue was also startled in her heart!

She never expected that this dragon would act the moment it spoke, and that its speed was so fast and its momentum so fierce!

She dared not be the slightest bit negligent, and immediately pushed her Emei Nine Yang Art to its utmost limit!

The Yitian Sword in her hand emitted a clear and resonant sword cry!

Waves of extremely sharp and peerless sword qi, like a violent storm, shot forth towards Ning Chuan's huge grabbing Long Zhao!

She intended to use the supreme sharpness of the Yitian Sword to sever this beast's claw!

However!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Those sharp sword qi, capable of piercing Jin Shi and splitting stone, upon contacting Ning Chuan's huge Long Zhao covered in hard scales.

Only produced a series of grating sounds of metal striking metal, and a string of dazzling sparks!

They could not even break a single scale on Ning Chuan's Long Zhao!

Let alone injure his true body!

"What?!" Seeing this, Abbess Mie Jue was instantly terrified and lost her color!

She never expected that her proud Yitian Sword, combined with the Emei Sect's exquisite Sword Technique, would... would not even be able to break the opponent's defense?!

To what monstrous extent had this dragon's physical body become so incredibly strong?!

In that instant when her mind lost its composure!

Ning Chuan's huge Long Zhao, like a mountain pressing down, ruthlessly crushed downward!

It easily crushed all her body-protecting true qi and sword qi defenses!

Then, it grabbed her body fiercely!

"Crack!"

A sound of bone shattering that made one's teeth ache!

Before Abbess Mie Jue could even utter a scream, Ning Chuan's terrifying Long Zhao force directly crushed her heart meridian!

This once world-shaking, proud Sect Master of the Emei Sect, thus... perished!

With her eyes still open!

The crowd had not even reacted to what had happened!

A Grand Master expert who had been famous for a long time, the Sect Master of the Emei Sect, just... died?!

Died so easily! So decisively! So... utterly defenseless?!

Ning Chuan's cold and indifferent voice slowly rose, like the death sentence of the Grim Reaper:

"A mere ant dares to clamor before this Seat."

"Unaware of life or death."

He loosened his Long Zhao, and the corpse of Master Jue Mie, long since devoid of life, fell from the sky like a tattered sack.

The Yitian Sword, flashing with cold light, was drawn to him by demonic power, hovering beside him.

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

"Not bad, not bad material."

"In the future, this Seat will refine it anew, integrating some heavenly treasures and earthly gems."

"It can absolutely be forged into a true Spirit Sword, or some other even more powerful magic treasure."

At this moment.

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

They looked at the corpse of Master Jue Mie, who had fallen to the ground and was long since dead.

And the black flood dragon hovering in mid-air, emanating a terrifying pressure capable of destroying heaven and earth.

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

"Master—!!!"

Zhou Zhiruo and the other disciples of the Emei Sect let out heart-wrenching cries of grief!

Looking at Brother Ning Chuan, their eyes were filled with bone-deep hatred and boundless fear!

But they dared not show the slightest insolence or make any move!

Because they knew that if they dared to make any disrespectful move.

The next moment, they would follow in Master's footsteps!

Song Yuanqiao of the Wu Dangpai, looking at this bloody and cruel scene, was also so terrified his heart and gallbladder seemed to crack, cold sweat streaming down!

His voice trembling, he said: "Th-this... this Dragon Island Lord... s-so... so terrifying strength! S-so... so ruthless methods!"

He was grateful that he had not, like Master Jue Mie, been unaware of life or death and provoked this terrifying flood dragon.

In the charming eyes of the Sun and Moon Holy Cult Leader, Dongfang Bubai, deep shock and wariness also filled the gaze!

He murmured to himself: "Th-this... what power is this?! Why... why is it so domineering?! So... so unstoppable?!"

He felt that even if he had faced that claw just now, he would probably have found it difficult to escape unscathed!

And the people of the Ming Cult on Bright Peak, after a brief shock, erupted into deafening cheers!

"Island Lord Ning's divine might is overwhelming!"

"Island Lord Ning is invincible under heaven!"