Chapter 1944: Massacre of the City, Annihilation of the Sect! (Part 2)

He then lowered his eyes, gazing down at the earth.

The vast rivers and mountains, the mountain ranges like dragons, lush like seas, with towering cities and people as small as ants.

The entire world continued to shrink in his eyes.

Whoosh—

By his side, there was the sound of great river waves surging.

His figure gradually became ethereal, as if he was about to escape into another world, another dimension of time and space.

At this moment, his perspective kept rising.

The world continued to shrink, like a sand table contracting.

The forests turned into hills in his eyes, rivers as fine as threads, cities as small as a palm.

All things in heaven and earth, completely in view.

The Heavenly Eye at Jiang Ning’s brow radiated brilliantly, with billions of white lights erupting from the vertical streak, piercing through layers of clouds and mist, and swiftly sweeping across the heavens and earth.

He was searching, searching for the place where the sudden event occurred last night, as well as other possible locations.

In the next moment.

Sunan County City.

His gaze rested here.

The city was majestic, the walls tall and thick, originally one of the largest cities in Chu Land.

However, at this moment, all that met the eye was deathly silence.

The streets were vacant, doors wide open, wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

In the air, there was a waft of deathly silence.

Jiang Ning’s gaze swept over the whole city inside and out, over every building, including the cellars and pits beneath the ground.

Tens of thousands of people in the city, not one survived.

The postures of the dead varied, but most had fallen on their beds at home.

The bodies bore no sword wounds, no signs of burning or drowning.

“It’s a divine soul-level annihilation!” Jiang Ning’s heart sank.

This method doesn’t harm the physical body, but directly destroys the soul.

Being able to achieve this overnight is not the work of an ordinary person.

He can do it now, but he knows that few in the world can compare to him now.

Heavenly Immortal level of mental strength, the depth of his Primordial Spirit accumulation is extraordinary.

In the next moment.

His gaze changed again, and the scene presented before his eyes transmuted as well.

Countless energies, countless threads, all wove together like dragons interweaving.

The energies of heaven and earth were different, each a different color.

All were clearly presented before his eyes at this moment.

Those threads were the lines of cause and effect intertwined.

The breakthrough in reading and writing once gave him the ability to see cause and effect.

At this moment, the lines derived from tens of thousands of people in the city, tens of thousands of people, all intertwined together.

At this moment, they formed an incredibly terrifying flow of information.

Every thread fell into his eyes, into his mind.

The lines derived from the existence of tens of thousands of people were countless.

In just an instant, Jiang Ning felt his eyelids heavy and his head dizzy.

This was the operation of the mind reaching his own limit.

This accumulation of information reached an unimaginably terrifying amount.

Even with his current attainment in Primordial Spirit, with mental strength comparable to a Heavenly Immortal, he felt a tremendous burden.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth silently in his heart.

The countless white lights in his eyes continued to scan the entire Sunan City.

Countless scenes of information incomprehensible to ordinary people intermingled in his mind.

Auras of different colors, countless intersecting lines, fragmented images.

Anything that has ever happened, anything that has ever existed, ultimately leaves traces in the world.

These traces, ordinary people cannot see, cannot touch, and cannot discover.

But having reached this point, seeing the world is no longer with human vision.

The existence of the Primordial Spirit, the activation of the Heavenly Eye, allowed him to reach a perspective of another dimension, able to see many unperceivable elements of information.

This level, ordinary people cannot comprehend.

And now, countless matters tangled wildly together, countless images overlapped, countless lines entangled, countless auras merged,

It is unknown how much time passed.

His mind returned to clarity.

He had sorted out everything.

All the lost existences ultimately pointed in one direction.

In an instant.

Time and space seemed to collapse and contract in his perspective, the vast world continuously retracting to a point.

He saw another world.

A place with spiritual mist like a waterfall, surrounded by spiritual energy of Immortal Mountains, with Immortal Cranes long calling, and a world filled with exotic flowers and plants.

Following that, he suddenly opened his eyes, looking toward the distant horizon.

“Cave Heaven Blessed Land!” he murmured to himself.

Just now, he saw that all the dead in Sunan County City pointed in one direction.

Following that direction, following those lines of cause and effect, he saw a Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

Through countless spaces, he saw another world, and he also saw that figure, a woman pure and sacred like an Immortal.

At this moment, he understood.

The pure and sacred woman he just saw was the true culprit behind the massacre of Sunan County City.

The image of the Black Lotus Saint Mother emerged in his mind once again.

Compared to the Black Lotus Saint Mother, that woman gave him an equally stunning sense of beauty not of this world.

But unlike Hei Lian, the woman’s aura was sacred, transcendent, as high and mighty as if she were a goddess.

While Hei Lian exuded enchantment and decadence.

Yet both their auras appeared exceedingly unusual to him.

Excessive holiness seemed instead to be eerie.

Compared to Hei Lian, the pure woman made Jiang Ning feel more anomalous.

“The culprit of Sunan County City has been found! But now in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, it is not yet suitable to act!” flashed through Jiang Ning’s mind.

Although confident now.

Entering the world of Cave Heaven Blessed Land, he was not so arrogant yet.

The environment in Cave Heaven Blessed Land closely resembles ancient times, a place even a Martial Saint at the peak suffered losses.

Though his current strength was strong, he did not think himself stronger than a Martial Saint.

After all, breaking free from shackles was a realm reached early by Martial Saints.

For hundreds of years thereafter, he did not know how far the Martial Saint had progressed.

But he knew, it must be much farther than he had gone.

“Next, let’s take a look at the Sword Washing Pool!” another idea flashed through his mind.

In the next moment.

He adjusted his state slightly.

The Primordial Spirit hovering above the Jiuxiao suddenly radiated brilliantly.

Intertwined gold and silver lights flowed, black and white arcane lights overlapped and expanded.

The Heavenly Eye at his brow, billions of radiance swirling constantly, then abruptly erupted.

His gaze swept toward the land below, toward mountains and rivers, toward ancient forests and lakes.

In an instant, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles of land were swept by him.

The mental fortitude of the Heavenly Immortal Realm endowed him with immense depth.

The operation of his mind was already billions of times the calculation of ordinary people, immeasurable.

In a moment.

He scanned across the vast rivers and mountains, finally landing on the Sword Washing Pool.

Sword Washing Pool

Located in the south of Great Xia.

Sitting atop Dingqing Peak, separated by ten thousand miles in Chu Land.

This sect, Jiang Ning only saw a few mentions in books.

There weren’t many descriptions of the Sword Washing Pool.

It was simply characterized as a small sect within a locality.

Though its lineage was old, it was not considered prosperous.

Placed in Dongling County, it was slightly stronger than Medicine King Valley, a second-rate sect.

At this moment, Jiang Ning’s gaze rested on the Dingqing Peak of the Sword Washing Pool.

The instant his gaze touched, he sank.

Full mountain green still, streams murmuring uninterrupted, the pool atop the peak as calm as a mirror.

But the Sword House, Stone Hall, and Martial Arts Arena built along the mountain, along the pool, were now dead silent.

On the mountain peak, only a few living people moved, those of the court, all wearing uniform garb.

Apart from these, corpses lay around.

Every corpse had been decapitated, head and body separated.

But eerily, not a drop of blood had been spilled.

As if these bodies contained no blood.

This manner of death was completely different from Sunan County City.

Just one glance and Jiang Ning could determine it was not the work of the same person.

These were different methods, representing different styles.

The killer, unless in deliberate disguise, must be different too.

As for disguise, he did not believe there was any.

Whether acting on Sunan County City or the Sword Washing Pool, it was a method of provocation.

A method to provoke the Martial Saint into action.

With the current situation, if the Martial Saint pretended to pass into seclusion.

The tragedies at these two places were enough to unsettle the Martial Saint.

Even if patience prevailed, there would inevitably be further actions.

All this, Jiang Ning understood clearly.

Those existences, having intended to act, with another form, could not stop there.

With various thoughts flashing through his mind, he then once again used the same method to search for the culprit of the Sword Washing Pool tragedy.