Chapter 400 - 396: The Reactions of the Major Super Sects, the Storm Rises Again

The battle at Extreme Heaven Sect.

The news spread like a massive earthquake, instantly shaking the entire Six Eastern Provinces.

The Extreme Heaven Sect was the strongest of the Eight Top Grade Sects, guarded by four Heaven-Reaching Realm experts. Its leader, the Extreme Heaven Monarch, was hailed as the strongest man beneath the Celestial Martial Realm.

His power was said to be truly invincible beneath the Celestial Martial Realm.

But no one could have ever imagined...

...that a man as mighty as the Extreme Heaven Monarch would be defeated at the hands of a young man.

With just himself and his sword, he brought the Extreme Heaven Sect to its knees. Ning Jiang had accomplished a feat countless people found inconceivable.

"I heard that during the battle, the Extreme Heaven Monarch used his greatest trump card, even channeling his Magical Power, but he still suffered a crushing defeat and was forced to bow his head in the end."

"This Ning Jiang… he's truly one shock after another."

People exclaimed in amazement.

The battle at Extreme Heaven Sect was more than ten times more shocking than the destruction of the Evil Spirit Sect or the founding of the Myriad Swords Sect.

On this day, Ning Jiang's name truly became legendary.

Before, his name was merely known throughout the Six Eastern Provinces. Many people had heard of him and had some impression of the name.

But now, it was a name that truly shook them to their core.

"Hmph, what's so great about it? He only managed to overwhelm the Extreme Heaven Monarch because he was relying on a King's Weapon. What kind of strength could he possibly have on his own?"

Soon, people began to voice their doubts, arguing that Ning Jiang wasn't strong; the true power belonged to the King's Weapon.

"You can't just say that. While the King's Weapon certainly deserves credit for the victory over the Extreme Heaven Monarch, his own strength is absolutely at the pinnacle of the younger generation. Don't forget, even Yun Dingtian of the Thunder Spirit Body was defeated by his hand!"

Yun Dingtian of the Thunder Spirit Body was also incredibly famous throughout the Six Eastern Provinces. For Ning Jiang to have defeated him was also proof of his own strength.

...

"Ning Jiang? Interesting. It seems another dark horse has emerged from the younger generation," a handsome youth in Heaven-Burning Valley, one of the Seven Great Super Sects, remarked with interest.

He had a full head of red hair and a flame-shaped mark between his eyebrows. A single glance at this mark was enough to make one feel a scorching heat.

At the same time, within the Super Sect known as the Primordial Sect.

"Yun Dingtian couldn't even last a hundred moves against me. I wonder how many moves this Ning Jiang can take."

The speaker was a barefoot youth dressed in simple cloth robes. His features were plain, but as his gaze swept around, it felt like that of a primordial beast, exuding an immense, oppressive aura.

BOOM, BOOM...

The earth trembled. Beneath him lay a colossal Demon Beast—a Primordial Barbaric Bull. It was an Ancient Demon Beast of ferocious nature, and in its adult stage, it was strong enough to tear an Immortal Realm expert to shreds. Even Earth Martial Realm experts would find it a massive headache to deal with.

But at this moment, the Primordial Barbaric Bull was carrying the barefoot youth on its back with utter docility, its eyes filled with reverence.

The Super Sect, Snow God Hall.

Atop a mountain peak, a woman stood, looking down on the world. Her aura was cold and breathtakingly beautiful, her face like that of an Ice Fairy descending to the mortal realm. A mane of jet-black hair cascaded to her waist, her skin was as fair as ice and snow, and her figure was slender and graceful.

'Ning Jiang, will you be like this falling snow, a fleeting wonder, or will you leave an indelible mark on the Six Eastern Provinces?'

The woman extended her palm. A single snowflake drifted down into it, melting into a droplet of water in an instant—a fleeting existence.

The Super Sect, Moon God Palace.

'Ning Jiang… is he the one the Saintess is concerned about?'

A young man sat by the shore of a lake, a clear light glinting in his handsome eyes. He held a fishing rod, patiently angling.

What was most unforgettable about him was his hair: half of it was black, and the other half was white, making him stand out from any crowd.

Soon, the surface of the lake rippled. With a gentle lift of his hand, he reeled in a fish.

The Super Sect, Celestial Sword Sect.

After learning the news about Ning Jiang, a look of profound respect filled Wei Qingxuan's eyes. 'As expected of Master. Against Yun Dingtian's power, even I would have less than a thirty percent chance of victory. In the entire Six Eastern Provinces, the number of people who could guarantee a win against him could be counted on two hands.'

With this thought, he stepped out of his room and gazed toward a distant mountain peak.

The peak was thousands of feet high, piercing the clouds, and was shaped like a giant sword. A palace rested upon its summit.

'Ling Tianxu, I never imagined your progress would be this fast. You're already breaking through to the Earth Martial Realm. Among the younger generation of the Six Provinces, you must be the one leading the pack. Perhaps I no longer have a chance to surpass you, but my Master will definitely realize my dream for me!'

An intense, sharp glint flashed in Wei Qingxuan's eyes.

For the longest time, he had considered Ling Tianxu his ultimate goal, someone he had to surpass.

But Ling Tianxu was advancing by leaps and bounds, his cultivation improving at an astonishing rate. He grew stronger with each passing day. As proud as Wei Qingxuan was, he had to admit deep down that Ling Tianxu had already left him far, far behind.

'The advantage of the Sword King Body is just too great.'

And so, he placed his hopes in Ning Jiang.

On this day, the name Ning Jiang stirred waves even within powers as mighty as the Seven Great Super Sects.

The destruction of the Evil Spirit Sect meant nothing to the Super Sects. A mere Top Grade Sect was something they could annihilate with a flip of their hands.

But now, with Ning Jiang having crushed even the Extreme Heaven Sect and Yun Dingtian of the Thunder Spirit Body suffering a miserable defeat at his hands, the Seven Great Sects, no matter how transcendent, were forced to pay attention to him.

Before, Ning Jiang had made a small splash in a great river. Now, he had stirred up a towering wave.

For the first time, Ning Jiang had truly entered the field of view of the Super Sects, and most importantly, he had captured the attention of their younger generation!

...

Just as the Six Eastern Provinces were in an uproar over Ning Jiang.

In Qing Province, within the Myriad Swords Sect.

The tranquil sound of a zither, fluid as water, began to play. At times, the notes were as soothing as a flowing stream; at others, as urgent as a rushing waterfall. Sometimes they were as crisp as pearls falling onto a jade disc, and other times as low and intimate as a soft whisper.

Ning Jiang listened quietly, a smile gracing his lips after a while. 'Her music has improved. She is focused and lost in the melody, becoming one with her instrument. She has truly poured her heart into the music.'

It was the sound of Liu Shiyi's zither.

When the Liu Family met with disaster, Liu Yuanlong was killed and Liu Xianyu went missing. Shiyi happened to be away from the Liu Family home at the time, so she escaped the tragedy.

Now, she and her sister, Liu Xianyu, were reunited. This song was for her.

But at the same time, Ning Jiang also heard a hidden meaning in the melody.

As the saying goes, the writing reflects the writer. The same was true for music. Anyone who truly understood the zither could understand Liu Shiyi's heart.

Within the music lay her admiration for Ning Jiang.

Ning Jiang closed his eyes, his heart as calm as still water.

A month gradually passed since the battle at Extreme Heaven Sect, and December arrived.

And just after that month of peace, the situation in the Six Eastern Provinces once again grew turbulent!