Immortal Soaring Blade

Zhao Jiuge’s first reaction was to raise his left arm, and his eyes were fierce.

The violent sword energy rays felt like they were going to tear him apart. The Star Shield had resisted most of the sword energy, but even the residual sword energy was not something Zhao Jiuge could deal with. He was rapidly being pushed back, and he was attempting to stabilize himself.

The remaining silver sword energy was like a silver snake that was warped around Zhao Jiuge’s body. At this moment, the domineering Sanskrit Divine Body showed its power. The golden light was blinding, causing the crowd to enter a trance. The golden light blocked the residual sword energy.

Although Zhao Jiuge was rapidly consuming his spirit force, he smiled. The Sanskrit Divine Body was indeed strong. Feeling more confident, Zhao Jiuge made an unexpected move.

Zhao Jiuge stabilized his body and then rushed toward Zhou Hongyong. Zhao Jiuge estimated that he would be able to deal with any attacks in the time it would take to reach Zhou Hongyong. Earlier, he hadn’t even used the power of the Purple Ji Chaotic Thunder Armor.

Zhao Jiuge was no longer inexperienced like when he first entered the sect. Nowadays, he was very comfortable with fighting. He felt no fear toward Zhou Hongyong, and he had only one thought in mind: to display his full strength. His combat experience told him that his other treasures would have no effect on Zhou Hongyong and that it would be a waste of time to use them. Instead, he was going to charge in and use the simplest method possible: he was going to rely on his powerful physical strength.

Zhou Hongying was shocked at how easily Zhao Jiuge had stopped his attack. It looked like he had underestimated Zhao Jiuge. Before, he was worried about hurting Zhao Jiuge, so he had held back, but now he was going to go all out. He just remembered that if Zhao Jiuge caught the attention of Jian Wuxian, then Zhao Jiuge had to have some skills.

Zhao Jiuge was like a moving tortoise shell, but Zhou Hongyong was not worried—he even had time to idly observe Zhao Jiuge. He moved the yellow flying sword in his hand and there was a  burst of dazzling light.

He didn’t believe that he couldn’t deal with Zhao Jiuge by just relying on his Spirit Core Realm cultivation.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge was only a few steps away and was covered in a layer of golden light. Zhou Hongyong was calculating the distance and time. Then his pupils shrank—the time was now!

He raised his right hand and pointed his sword at Zhao Jiuge’s shoulder. It seems he wanted to directly stab Zhao Jiuge by relying on the sharpness of his spirit treasure-grade flying sword. At least he knew to aim for the shoulder and avoid any fatal spots.

The tip of the sword gave off a chilling intent, and silver light wrapped around the sword like a snake. Zhao Jiuge felt his heart tremble when he saw this. However, he could not back down and could only gather his spirit force to protect himself.

While the tip of the sword was flying, Zhao Jiuge’s right arm changed. The golden light around his right arm became even more dazzling—it was the Sanskrit Divine Palm.

Zhao Jiuge moved very quickly and smashed his palm forward. He grasped the moment before the sword stabbed into him to land a hit on Zhou Hongyong’s body.

Zhou Hongyong still had a faint smile on his face, but when the hit landed on his body, his smile stiffened. He seemed to be filled with disbelief that a Foundation Realm brat could injure him without using a treasure.

The body of a sword cultivator was very strong, which was why Zhou Hongyong was very confident when facing Zhao Jiuge’s attack. He didn’t think someone with lower cultivation than him could injure him without using a treasure.

Soon, he had to eat the bitter fruit he had planted himself. When the palm landed on his chest, he felt like his chest was going to explode. Strands of golden spirit force drilled into his body, causing him pain.

Zhou Hongyong quickly surged his spirit force to suppress the golden spirit force. That palm caused Zhou Hongyong’s face to become pale because it had consumed a lot of his spirit force. Fortunately, Zhao Jiuge was only at the Foundation Realm, or he would’ve been dead or seriously injured.

The clothes around his chest had been destroyed, so Zhou Hongyong’s appearance was a mess.

Zhao Jiuge had been stabbed by the sword and wasn’t much better off. It was a spirit treasure, and Zhou Hongyong was at the Spirit Core Realm.

Zhao Jiuge was sent flying back, but he didn’t fall to the ground. He quickly stabilized himself and looked a bit flustered.

Almost all his spirit force was drained after that attack from Zhou Hongyong. After losing the initial protection of the Star Shield, Zhao Jiuge was hit directly, and he felt that sharp pain.

When the tip of the sword stabbed into his shoulder, the golden light from the Sanskrit Divine Body had dimmed and then quickly recovered. However, the light dissipated completely soon after. With Zhao Jiuge’s current strength, he wasn’t able to block that blow with just the Sanskrit Divine Body.

Shortly after, there was a burst of purple-blue light from Zhao Jiuge’s body—it was his armor! After this light appeared, the pain of the sword piercing his skin was reduced.

Losing the golden light from the Sanskrit Divine Body, Zhao Jiuge’s entire figure was revealed. He was not injured, and he only seemed to be in a slight daze.

The purple-blue light flowed around him and protected him. Zhao Jiuge soon calmed down and acted like it was no big deal. However, in his heart, he had to admit that Zhou Hongyong was indeed stronger than him right now. Just one attack had forced him to go all-out to resist. This was only because he had the Sanskrit Divine Body and the spirit treasure armor. If it were someone else, they would have died in one blow.

The surrounding crowd went into an uproar when the situation was not as one-sided as they expected. Many people knew Zhou Hongyong, who was the disciple of Head Seat of the Mysterious Strange Peak. He wasn’t the most outstanding person, but he was stronger than most disciples. His talent with formations made it so not many people in his realm were not his match.

“Haha, I want to see how this Zhou Hongyong will settle this.” The gentle young man beside Luo Bowen smiled. They weren’t from the same peak, so they naturally didn’t have any good intent toward each other.

Luo Bowen only listened to his senior brother and didn’t speak. He knew that his senior brother was much stronger and had higher status than Zhou Hongyong. His senior brother was merely watching to kill time.

“Sissy, with just your strength, you want to act like you will teach me a lesson?” Zhao Jiuge had a smile on his face, but his eyes were not smiling. He was secretly on guard in case Zhou Hongyong attacked out of anger due to the embarrassment.

However, this time, Zhou Hongyong calmed down instead, and the anger on his face disappeared. His face was like a pool of dead water while he stared at Zhao Jiuge. “So what if my strength is lacking? If you can’t beat someone, then you will be bullied. I have enough strength to teach you a lesson.”

Zhao Jiuge’s expression changed instantly. It looked like Zhou Hongyong was set on dealing with him. Now that Zhou Hongyong was determined, no matter what others would think, he was even going to use his superior cultivation to bully Zhao Jiuge. Otherwise, he wouldn't get rid of the hatred he felt from Zhao Jiuge constantly calling him a sissy.

The noisy laughter slowly dissipated and the crowd’s expressions became serious. They wanted to see how this matter would be settled, because it had gotten out of hand.

A soft sound began to echo. At first, people thought it was an illusion. However, it got louder and louder until a cyan spirit force diffused in the air like smoke.

Then a strange spirit force spread out. This was the first time Zhao Jiuge was seeing spirit force being controlled like this. This seemingly ordinary spirit force had grown exponentially. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge finally felt a sense of danger in his heart.

A dark-skinned young man said, “Has Zhou Hongyong gone crazy? He is going to use a spirit formation against that brat. It's not easy to control, and it could easily end in death.”

Standing beside the young man was Leng Rufeng. Leng Rufeng was very anxious and his hands grasped the young man’s sleeve. His hands were covered in sweat.

Looking at his new little junior brother, the young man raised his brows and said, “What is it? Do you know this Zhao Jiuge?”

Leng Rufeng nodded and anxiously said, “Not only do I know him, he is my best brother. Senior Brother, can you help me stop Zhou Hongyong?” 

The young man suddenly understood and was about to agree when his expression suddenly changed. He had a happy smile. “It looks like I don’t have to do anything, and there will be another good show to watch. Rest assured, your friend will be fine.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at two figures in the crowds, and his smile became even wider. Leng Rufeng was uncertain and looked at Zhao Jiuge worriedly because the spirit formation was about to be complete.

Looking at the spirit formation that was about to form, Zhao Jiuge was shocked. Spirit formation was a side path, and although not many people took it, a spirit formation’s power could not be underestimated.

A roar suddenly scared Zhao Jiuge, who was thinking of a way to deal with the current situation.

“HALT!”

A woman slowly walked out from the crowd. Due to the aura she gave off, everyone naturally made way for her.

The cold voice came from this woman, and Zhao Jiuge saw that Zhou Hongyong had indeed stopped. The spirit formation that hadn’t taken form in the air dissipated.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge looked over at the woman with a strange gaze. He originally thought it was his senior sister Fu Hongling, but it wasn’t.