Chapter 1790 - 149: Fierce Battle, Heavenly Soldier! (Part 2)

"It seems those Immortal family members, fearing Jiang Ning’s potential, dispatched Heavenly Soldiers to suppress Jiang Ning’s growth." At this point, Ji Minghao clenched his palm, "Fortunately, Brother Jiang is stronger than they imagined, not being killed by the Heavenly Soldiers, still resisting, and now, as long as that person takes action, Brother Jiang will be safe and sound."

"That person... is it Martial Saint himself?"

"Yes!" Ji Minghao nodded.

...

Inside the Observatory.

An elderly blind man looked toward the direction of the Li River Palace.

"Two Heavenly Soldiers dispatched together, are they forcing that person to act? Are they trying to probe that person?"

...

Prince Mansion.

Ji Xuan watched the sky above the Li River Palace, his fists involuntarily clenched, eyes cold.

...

Divine Might Mansion.

"Teacher, will you take action?"

...

At this moment, throughout the Royal Capital, all eyes converged on the sky above Li River Palace, focused on Jiang Ning and the two Heavenly Soldiers.

Everyone’s thoughts varied, but all were firmly locked on that direction.

At this moment, in the sky above the Li River Palace, Jiang Ning was fiercely battling with the two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers.

Clang—

An intense clash, Jiang Ning was shaken back over ten yards, cracks visible on his arm.

Blood vessels burst under the skin, the skin seeping a faint golden glow.

It was the blood flowing through the flesh after the blood vessels ruptured.

With his breath, his body instantly healed back to normal.

Huff—

After several collisions, his breathing became heavy.

Each collision drained every ounce of strength from his body.

At this moment, his Qi Blood surged and boiled.

Every hard clash seemed to be retraining his flesh.

He felt a long-lost sense of exhilaration.

Just then.

His eyebrows twitched slightly.

He sensed a familiar aura silently arriving.

This aura was extremely concealed, quietly spreading through every inch of this world.

It was an aura he was intimately familiar with.

"It’s the Martial Saint!!" His heart moved.

He immediately understood.

Understood that today’s attack by the two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers wasn’t entirely for him.

This was a test.

A test, not of his depth, but of the Martial Saint’s condition.

Someone was using this attack to force the old man to act, to witness firsthand whether the Martial Saint was already a spent force, incapable of suppressing the world.

At this moment, his heart completely realized.

....

Simultaneously.

At the distant Immortal sanctuary, atop the majestic Immortal Mountain.

An Ancient Mirror floated in midair, its surface smooth as a lake, reflecting the scene above Li River Palace.

Every detail of Jiang Ning battling with two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers was presented clearly in the reflection of this Ancient Mirror.

In front of the mirror, a Taoist in a blue robe and a Taoist in a gray robe stood side by side, eyes fixed on the blood-drenched figure in the mirror.

"He can counter two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers like this..." The gray-robed Taoist’s tone held a bit of surprise, "This King Luoshui’s physical body is stronger than I imagined."

"He hides deeper than people imagine, with an extremely unique physique, akin to a Great Sun burning the skies, it should be a very special constitution, his path is somewhat different, stronger than his actual realm suggests, it seems that Martial Saint thinks highly of him, very highly, and probably imparts everything to him," said the blue-robed Taoist.

"Do you mean... this King Luoshui’s outstanding performance is all because of that person?" asked the gray-robed Taoist.

"Yes!" the blue-robed Taoist nodded, "That person’s accomplishments in Martial Arts are unrivaled through ancient and modern times, his mastery surely far exceeds what you and I can imagine! Since this King Luoshui is the most favored successor of that person, he must have poured his heart into him."

"However..." the blue-robed Taoist paused, looked at the collisions in the mirror, and continued, "It is precisely because that person cares too much about him that makes me even more certain that he’s truly at the end of his rope."

"What do you mean by this?" the gray-robed Taoist turned his head and asked.

"In these eight hundred years, when has the Martial Saint ever been so concerned with anyone? He suppressed the world, overlooking the realms, never involving himself in mundane disputes, much less granting any junior so much affection," said the blue-robed Taoist slowly.

Then he continued, "But now, he is extremely caring for this King Luoshui, even going so far as to expend the Heart Spirit to pave the way for him, this can only mean one thing."

"He knows his days are numbered, and before his death, he must leave sufficient hope and reliance for this world, for this country."

Upon hearing this, the gray-robed Taoist pondered for a moment, nodding slightly, "Makes sense. If this person can step onto the path of the Martial Saint before he passes, he can sit quietly amidst the new chaos, becoming a pillar of deterrence for all around."

"If he cannot step in, at least he can rely on that person’s legacy in the chaos, possibly even escape to other realms, in a hundred years, he might become a figure comparable to him."

Upon hearing this, the blue-robed Taoist nodded in agreement.

"There is that possibility! The Martial Saint once searched other realms for a long time, and visited worlds beyond this one. There is indeed a possibility, a way to send his favored successor out of this world."

"So when his day comes, this canker must be eliminated."

"Such at this age, able to withstand the encirclement of two Heavenly Soldiers, even using them to temper himself, is truly astonishing, this King Luoshui might really reach that person’s level and realm."

...

Meanwhile.

In the mirror.

Jiang Ning was once again forced back by the silver halberd, a deep wound visible on his chest, blood flowing profusely, but his eyes shone brilliantly.

He could feel the battle power of these two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers weakening.

This decline was very subtle, yet he clearly felt it.

"Exhilarating!" he shouted in a low voice, a smile creeping to the corner of his mouth.

His black hair danced wildly in the air, adding to his wild and unrestrained aura.

His figure advanced instead of retreating, actively confronting the Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier on the left.

Both fists shot out, wrapped in a vast Qi Blood Power, crashing onto the chest of that Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier.

Clang—

The deafening sound of metal striking metal rang through the Chang Kong.

That Silver Armored Heavenly Soldier’s towering form only slightly swayed, then returned with a halberd.

Followed by another halberd falling.

The two halberds fell together, their combined force overwhelming as mountains and seas.

Boom—

Jiang Ning crossed his arms to block, pain coursing through his body, and his figure was like a cannonball, crashing onto the center island of the lake.

Instantly, a corner of the island shattered, giant waves surging toward the sky.

In the next moment.

The two towering Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers moved, their figures like streams of light falling, rushing directly toward Jiang Ning.

"What obstinate bodies they have, ridiculously hard!" Jiang Ning steadied himself, secretly grumbling.

Watching the two streams of light falling from above, his gaze focused slightly.

He could feel the battle power of these two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers starting to recede, but still not something he could confront directly.

He managed to endure for so long.

Relying on his seemingly immortal and indestructible body.

The injuries that landed on him quickly healed with his breath, causing no impact to him.

His thoughts flashed by, above, the two silver-white streams of light already fell like meteors, carrying the momentum of crushing mountains.

His pupils focused slightly, and his figure suddenly shifted laterally.

As if traversing through time and space, he appeared instantly at another location.

Boom—

Huge waves exploded open, and another corner of the island shattered.

The entire island now faced the threat of being overturned.

He looked beneath with increasingly calm eyes.

Then his gaze swept around.

As he fought with the two Silver Armored Heavenly Soldiers, the entire Li River Palace was mostly destroyed.

Many buildings collapsed, some people buried under the debris.

Some even got affected, losing their breath.

"No!"

"Can’t keep fighting here!"

"If this battle continues, the aftermath spreads, more people will die."

His thoughts flashed.

The two silver lights beneath broke through the air again, their speed reaching extreme.

Ordinary First-Grade Martial Artist at this speed, along with the unrivaled power and indestructible bodies.

In a direct encounter, would be effortlessly struck down under the halberds.