Chapter 189 - 112: The Long Night Dims: A Youth Captures a Dragon, Slays an Outer Gang, and Becomes a Manifested Saint

Chapter 189: Chapter 112: The Long Night Dims: A Youth Captures a Dragon, Slays an Outer Gang, and Becomes a Manifested Saint

"Easy for you to say! Demons have entered the County, and now all the Central Yellow Remnants have swarmed in right before New Year’s Eve."

"If you say there’s nothing fishy going on here, who would believe you?"

Wei Dinchang sneered and immediately voiced his opposition.

This was the kind of thing that gets you beheaded.

If they did it, they’d be out of their minds!

It was just the difference between dying sooner and dying later!

As soon as the words left his mouth, a Bright Blade Gang shot toward him. Wei Dinchang roared, raised his arms, and lifted his two Butcher’s Sabers, preparing to channel his Force and resist!

But the moment his blades struck the projected Sword Gang, a piercing crackle erupted, and his two Hundred Refinement Sabers immediately chipped.

At the same time, he let out a muffled grunt. His feet thudded against the ground—THUD! THUD!—as he was forced back, shattering the bluestone pavers. The unparalleled True Gang Qi Force vibrated through him, nearly rattling his organs out of place.

"Old Wei! Father!"

At their side, Lu Chengfeng frowned, and Wei Zhi’s delicate brows tightened.

She looked at Zhang Liechen, who was surging forward like a hurricane, about to bear down on them.

For a moment, her pretty face was like frost. With a twist of her waist, she moved to stand in front of her father.

Beside her, Wei Dinchang’s eldest disciple, Fang Xiao, wore a ferocious expression. His left arm, tattooed with a Black Water Profound Dragon, swelled in an instant, its muscles bulging and coiling.

"You bastard, how dare you strike my Master..."

However, the Sword Gang was far too fierce!

A mere graze sent a chill through their bodies, and their cheeks stung as if burned by fire.

Just as Zhang Liechen was about to bring his saber down!

SHIIING—!

A slender blade, gleaming with a sharp edge, suddenly sliced through the night sky on this New Year’s Eve of swirling snow and bloody Qi. It flew in at the last possible second!

Wei Zhi’s beautiful eyes caught a fleeting glimpse.

She only had time to see the somewhat familiar long saber, its hilt embroidered with a line of delicate, small characters:

’I wish to follow the moonbeams that shine upon you’!

The sight stunned her for a moment.

Then, the long saber collided with the Sword Gang, carrying a Blade Stance like a fiery hell. A series of explosions from the Qi Mechanism rang out—KSSSH! KSSSH! KSSSH!

In the end, however, the long saber fell beside Wei Zhi, its blade now bearing a new chip.

Zhang Liechen flicked his hair back. His lion-like eyes narrowed as he watched the black-clad youth who had knocked and stepped through the gate just moments later.

"Kid, you didn’t die on West Street?"

"Hah."

"Looks like you got lucky. You didn’t run into Yang Daohan and the others."

"I have to admit, you truly are a prodigy. Yang the Seventh wasn’t wrong to try everything to recruit you back then. To have honed your Blade Stance to this level in such a short time..."

However, he had barely begun to speak...

Ji Xiu’s robes fluttered as he crossed a hundred feet in an instant. His Qi and Blood, dense as mercury and lead, erupted from his Dragon Spine Jade Tendons like a column of signal smoke, shooting over ten feet high. He spread his large hand open.

"Enough with the damn nonsense."

His voice boomed like a great bell, his presence as mighty as the Taurus charging the heavens.

He didn’t even glance at the long saber that had fallen at Wei Zhi’s feet. He thrust his palm toward Zhang Liechen, his tone calm, yet filled with a ferocity that could shatter any chains. Utterly domineering!

"You’re that arrogant!?"

Zhang Liechen was stunned.

"You can’t possibly think that just by learning Duan Chenzhou’s Blade Stance, you can match someone at the Skin Refining realm, can you?"

"Hah, forget about doing it at your age. So what if you could break through to Mercury Blood Silver Marrow, or even achieve a Perfect Blade Stance?"

"At best, you’d be on par with an ordinary Jade Skin practitioner. The gap between a Martial Artist and the Outer Gang realm is like the difference between heaven and earth. You really think you’re all that!?"

A sharp glint flashed in his lion-like eyes. Sword Gang erupted from the pores of his Skin Membrane. Watching Ji Xiu’s palm strike approach, he laughed instead of growing angry, intending to riddle the kid with holes.

However—

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!!

The snowflakes filling the sky surged like a crashing tide. As Ji Xiu raised his hand, they seemed to become tangible, gathering between his palms.

"Hm?"

A sharp pain suddenly pricked the space between his brows. Seeing this, Zhang Liechen, who had been raising his saber, felt his heart skip a beat.

He then saw Ji Xiu take a step, and with each footfall, the swirling snowflakes gathered like leaves, controlled by his hands and forming the shape of a Dragon Head.

This was a technique he had never seen before. The pressure on his heart suddenly mounted, and his confidence wavered. He couldn’t help but shout:

"Younger Brother Xu, stop watching! Let’s attack together! This kid... something’s not right about him!"

The one-eyed Eagle Falcon Gang Leader, who had been watching the show with his arms crossed, was also dumbfounded when he saw Zhang Liechen’s expression suddenly change. It was as if every pore on his body had stood on end, as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

’Does it really take this much effort to deal with a kid who’s only been on the rise for a few months?’

Although Xu Xin grumbled inwardly, he still made his move. He formed a claw with three fingers, wreathed in Gang Qi. A single swipe from this could snap Hundred-Forged Iron Armor or ordinary Mortal Weapons in half!

In an instant!

Before everyone’s eyes, the two Outer Gang masters attacked Ji Xiu from the left and right!

Seeing this, Lu Chengfeng grew anxious. Along with the injured Wei Dinchang and the men from Xuu Manor, he was about to intervene when he heard a soft voice say:

"No need, Bosses."

"I want to see... my own limits."

The words exploded like a clap of thunder!

The three of them instinctively stopped for a moment. When he came to his senses, Lu Chengfeng was aghast.

"You’re insane, kid!"

"Even if your Master is Duan Chenzhou, do you think you could have mastered his Secret Martial Celestial Saber in such a short time!?"

"Besides, your saber is chipped! With just your bare hands, without a bow or a blade, your skills are like a rootless plant. How can you possibly be a match for two Outer Gang masters? You..."

His temples throbbed so hard he nearly fainted. However—

A faint dragon’s roar seemed to burst from Ji Xiu’s spine!

The youth’s wide sleeves billowed. The Secret Martial technique, Ye Longxiang’s Head, had already taken form in his hands. He heard the words at his side, felt the Gang Qi compressing the air, and sensed the killing intent that locked onto his every pore...