Chapter 1949: Immortal Power

Cang State.

In the wilderness.

With the breath and intake, Jiang Ning’s injuries completely healed.

He then opened his five fingers and clenched his fist, the muscles of his arm tightly toned, the lines extremely beautiful.

“An Immortal is truly worthy of being a legendary Immortal, truly strong!”

“From that strike earlier, it’s clear that’s not the full strength of that Immortal, and although I didn’t give it my all either, in a real fight, we should be evenly matched!”

“Just don’t know, what realm is that old Immortal in?”

As thoughts flowed, a flash of contemplation passed in Jiang Ning’s eyes.

“My current strength should truly be considered the number one in the world!”

“The Martial Saint of those years could overshadow the world, relying on both timing and geographic advantage; the strength of an Immortal heavily depends on the external environment of heaven and earth. Once they leave the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, they can barely exert even a tenth of their power, and now the environment is different, the strength of Immortal Cultivators must be regarded as diminished by a grade.”

“An Immortal stepping out of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land is barely comparable to the Peak of First Grade Martial Arts, with the strength of Unity Realm Great Success.”

“Even a Heavenly Immortal whose Dao Flower bloomed, stepping out of Cave Heaven Blessed Land, can only exert the combat power equivalent to a Wuque Immortal, and I am now at this level!”

“In the outside world, based on deduction, I should not fear Heavenly Immortals!”

While pondering carefully, Jiang Ning assessed his own strength within his heart.

After a long period of contemplation, he looked in the direction of the East Sea.

“Fangzhang… Penglai… Yingzhou…”

“The Three Overseas Islands, there should be traces of Immortal Cave Heaven behind each! That Blood God made a move, slaughtered the Sword Washing Pool, should also be related to those Immortals who have shrunk away.”

“Those three islands in the East Sea, I can no longer go now, if it provokes a Heavenly Immortal to make a move, it would be horrifying with a strike across realms that close!”

He mumbled to himself.

Many thoughts flew quickly through his mind.

“Based on the recent engagement, if it were within Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and I exerted everything without reservation, I should not be afraid of that elderly Immortal.”

“Although I have not yet ventured into the Martial Saint Realm, my foundation is deeply accumulated, possessing battle strength on par with an Immortal is indeed normal! Just don’t know, that old Immortal, within Immortals, is at what stage, early, mid, or late?!”

After a long period of contemplation, he steadied his Heart Spirit, refocusing his gaze.

Following this, he closed both eyes.

Primordial Spirit moved, introspecting himself.

The mental intensity of the Heavenly Immortal Realm instantly allowed him to introspect around his body, seeing the remaining shackles within.

Both hands, both feet, were free of any shackles.

Only the five organs and head were bound by shackles, totaling forty-five shackles.

“Next, breaking through the Vajra Immortal Body should be enough to shatter more shackles! If all remaining shackles are broken, I should truly step into the Martial Saint Realm.”

“Plus my deeper accumulation, I might potentially rival the battle strength of the Martial Saint at its peak.”

Thinking of these, his emotions surged, pulsating.

During the Martial Saint’s peak, that one person overshadowed the world for over eight hundred years, forcing the world to bow in submission, making those Immortals dare not leave their lairs.

Even massacred Immortals and Gods, stomped flat several Cave Heaven Blessed Lands.

This kind of strength, based on his current understanding, he roughly knew what kind of power the Martial Saint possessed back then.

Surely surpassed a Wuque Immortal, and even rivaled the battle strength of a Wuque Heavenly Immortal Realm.

“If possessing the Martial Saint’s power back then, why be so passive? Could directly flatten several Cave Heaven Blessed Lands!”

With this thought, Jiang Ning’s fist involuntarily tightened, his gaze fierce.

In the next moment.

A rainbow of intertwining gold and silver once again shot up to the sky.

…

A moment later.

By the Cangshui River.

Cangshui divides Cang State, covering most of Cang State in water.

Rivers and lakes are countless.

As the saying goes, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the water to eat the water.

The residents of Cang State, the majority are from fishing villages and fishermen.

An unknown fishing village square.

It was Peishi time, the sunlight was harsh, yet the square was crowded with all the villagers.

Men and women, young and old, all wore expressions of fear and reverence, facing the Cangshui.

By the Cangshui, there was a sacrificial altar, the altar with red wood and red lacquer, atop it a pig, a sheep, and a thick incense stick starting to burn.

Incense smoke curled and drifted upwards.

In front was the tumultuous Cangshui.

The river water wasn’t swift, flowing quietly, sometimes gently lapping at the shore.

“Pray for the River God’s protection! Pray for the River God’s protection!”

In the crowd, an elderly man with white hair and beard clasped his hands together, repeatedly bowing towards the stone statue.

This person was the village head of the fishing village here.

After rising, he solemnly glanced at the crowd behind him.

“Bring them up!”

Accompanied by cries and shouts from afar.

Two young adults brought forward two children.

A boy and a girl, both only around four or five years old.

At this moment, the eyes of the two children were full of fear, and the little girl with two pigtails was crying.

“Village Chief! Village Chief! Please, spare my son!!”

A woman crazily ran from afar towards the riverside, breaking through the crowd, directly kneeling before the village chief, desperately kowtowing, her voice hoarse.

At the rear of the crowd, a man with reddened eyes also rushed over, but before he could break through the crowd, he was pinned down by the two young adults.

“Village Chief, he is my only son, the only male in my family!!” the man with reddened eyes gritted his teeth.

“Da Zhuang, now in the village, which family doesn’t have only one male left? If there’s blame, it can only be your bad luck!” finished the village chief.

Then he addressed the crowd, “The River God is angry, Cangshui overflows, if not sacrificed with virgins, the entire village will suffer, as a village chief, I have no other choice!”