Chapter 310: The Soul Possessor

On the arena at this moment, after fighting for so long, Duan Ning gradually gained some confidence.

At first, she thought the people of Golden Wind Island were unbelievably strong.

People like Fang Qihao, Duan Ning, and the Xiang Guang she was currently fighting—placed in the human world, they were all number one or two, the kind who would crush ordinary opponents of the same level.

Such people could be called geniuses; the term "newcomer" was insufficient to describe them.

Even the Heavenly Yao Sacred Land, which possessed the world's best student sources, had only produced her, Duan Ning, in this generation, and only two in the previous one. It was difficult for other powers to find even one. Excluding Lu Xingzhou and his master-disciple pair, among the myriad people of the world, she had only seen Shen Tang and Pei Chuyun at this level; one represented the Great Qian Imperial Family, the other represented the enduring, ten-thousand-year-old powerful sect, Cha Nu Hehuan; neither were powers to be trifled with.

Even Lu Xingzhou and his master-disciple pair had their foundations laid by Yan Jun; if it were a general master, who knows, those two top-tier seedlings might have been ruined.

As for the others ranked high on the Newcomer List, they were truly just filling numbers, only slightly better than ordinary people, not even enough to be a match for Ye Wufeng.

But such young people, from an obscure Golden Wind Island, how could there be three?

Duan Ning didn't even need to pay attention to the whispers of the audience off-stage to know that Golden Wind Island was about to become famous.

Why did the Immortal Sects of the Sea always envy, resent, and hate the Heavenly Yao Sacred Land? Because the people they recruited were basically the leftovers picked over by the Heavenly Yao Sacred Land; over the long term, strong sects grew stronger, the weak grew weaker, everyone needed a stroke of luck to encounter a good seedling; who could stand that?

And the performance of Golden Wind Island in this battle would surely spread throughout the sea; Golden Wind Island would immediately leap from an obscure ordinary power to a famous sect, and there were plenty of people in the sea kingdoms who would seek immortality at Golden Wind Island.

As long as Golden Wind Island, besides the temptation of teaching disciples and possessing many ancient treasures, truly possessed a Super Grade, then rising again as a Sacred Land in the sea was not impossible.

Lu Xingzhou was also thinking about this point.

If the Ancient Realm intended to use this as a fulcrum to establish a base in the human world... then participating in such a low-level competition made sense; for their strategy, this was not low-level at all.

With this as the goal, striking at the prestige of the Heavenly Yao Sacred Land, or even killing its good seedlings, was no longer strange.

Using lethal force in the very first competition was certainly not the strategy of Golden Wind Island's elder leader; even if they used lethal force, it should have been something done afterwards; that Fang Qihao was truly made impulsive by A'nuo, to the point of exposing the overall killing intent.

Besides their treatment of the disciples, they must have also buried methods to deal with Ye Tinglan; at the very least, they had to injure Ye Tinglan to buy themselves time for development.

The cause and effect could be connected roughly like this; logically, there shouldn't be any major problems.

But the problem was, in the past, people from the Ancient Realm could only steal chickens and dogs; guessing that acting too openly would cause some problems, on what basis did they dare this time to openly establish a fulcrum?

Duan Ning, in the midst of the battle, gradually had a few answers.

Some things could only be perceived through personal experience... Duan Ning always felt that the opponent shouldn't have been this strong originally... it always seemed like they occasionally used abilities exceeding what a third grade should have.

Driving a heavenly treasure like the Heavenly Net Umbrella or the Spirit-Beating Whip was not something a third grade could use smoothly. What treasure matched what level; otherwise, if any disciple could hold a top-tier treasure, wouldn't they run rampant in the world? A third grade using a treasure of this level, under normal circumstances, could only exert part of its effect; but looking at them, aside from the power not being fully exerted, all the effects were present.

This made it very difficult for Duan Ning to fight, but this was wrong.

Previously, the damage resistance shown by Fang Qihao when he was knocked down by A'nuo was similarly impossible for a third grade Dao cultivator to possess; even if Ye Tinglan, at third grade, took that hit from A'nuo, he wouldn't be able to stand up; what merit did Fang Qihao have?

So Fang Qihao was most likely, just like Yuan Muyu fighting Lu Xingzhou, temporarily exploding with something beyond the syllabus, which allowed him to withstand A'nuo.

Now, this opponent, Xiang Guang, gave Duan Ning the same feeling.

Every time she thought he couldn't possibly block this sword strike, he strangely used some unknown method to block it.

The power indeed didn't exceed the syllabus, but his control and use of power, his cognition and analysis of her sword technique, should not belong to a third grade.

Either there was an ancient soul attached to his body explaining things on the go, or this was simply a body taken over by soul possession!

The latter possibility was greater; on-the-go explanations always had delays; a body taken over by soul possession matched this performance best.

In the third grade bodies of these three people, what was likely hidden was the soul of a Super Grade from the Ancient Realm!

No wonder, where did so many young geniuses and so many good techniques come from? They were all fake.

There are no good techniques in the world!

"Clang!" Duan Ning recalled her flying sword from the entanglement, merged her body to catch the sword hilt in mid-air, became one with the sword, and shot forward like lightning again.

Don't look at swordsmen always merging body and sword like a long rainbow piercing the sun; the intent carried each time is different; if one treats them all as the same move, one will suffer a great loss.

The Xiang Guang opposite did not underestimate her; he was waving a mirror in his hand.

Previously, deflecting Duan Ning's sword energy countless times, this mirror contributed greatly.

The sword tip stabbed quickly onto the mirror surface; the mirror surface scattered soft light.

In the next moment, the biting sword intent suddenly changed; it was no longer the extreme destruction from before; instead, a wave of extreme cold seeped out from the sword tip; that soft light blocked nothing; the cold intent seeped directly into the Spirit Platform.

Frosty Sky, Frozen Moon; the Soul Sea froze!

After breaking through to third grade, Duan Ning used the Soul-Slaying Sword for the first time.

In general battles, few people directly use soul techniques because such matters are very dangerous; once something goes wrong, even Ye Tinglan and others responsible for the rescue wouldn't have time to interfere.

Furthermore, if the opponent were an old monster of Super Grade, colliding with soul techniques would be seeking death.

But since the opponent was a body taken over by soul possession, there must be slight incompatibilities between body and soul; Duan Ning was not attacking, but freezing, forcing out the opponent's incompatibility flaws, causing body and soul to tangle.

Indeed, as the frosty sky froze, one could almost see the separation of the opponent's body and soul; the hand controlling the mirror even froze.

"Such strong ice cold, this is innate ice cold." A soul voice rang directly through the Sea of Consciousness: "This is not something a human should possess..."