Advent of Immortal Truth Chapter 557 : Ning Zhuo Drove His Opponent Mad

Chapter 557: Ning Zhuo Drove His Opponent Mad

A gale surged outward from within, blowing continuously. Under its influence, the power of Chen Lingfeng’s various spells surged dramatically, though their accuracy began to falter.

Yet the flaws could not overshadow the brilliance.

Spell after spell erupted without pause. Chen Lingfeng’s casting speed increased by a full sixty percent.

The long-range spells Ning Zhuo launched were intercepted midair by Chen Lingfeng’s wind-attribute spells, which overwheld and eradicated them completely.

Chen Lingfeng’s spells crushed Ning Zhuo’s offensive and pushed forward with wild, unrestrained montum.

Seeing the unstoppable trend of the assault, Ning Zhuo decisively released a large flock of chanical Golden Swallows.

The flock resembled a celebratory cloud, glittering with golden light as it hovered above Ning Zhuo’s head. Then it split into three routes and sped away.

One group of Golden Swallows crashed directly into Chen Lingfeng’s wind spells, only to be instantly torn apart, shattering into countless fragnts.

The other two groups circled left and right, taking a detour before launching a pincer attack on Chen Lingfeng.

Chen Lingfeng abruptly retreated, wind swirling around his entire body, making him extraordinarily agile.

The front portion of the Golden Swallows could not change direction in ti and collided with each other, crashing down.

But the remaining majority rged together, soared into the sky, and ford a shimring golden school like fish. In midair they arched into a bridge-like curve before diving down.

Chen Lingfeng took a deep breath and then blew out a hurricane.

The erald gale scattered the flock, blowing the Golden Swallows into disarray. They were scattered like golden chrysanthemums battered by wind and rain—a scene both bleak and strangely beautiful.

With his innate talent activated, Chen Lingfeng’s combat strength had beco astonishing.

The chanical Golden Swallows Ning Zhuo had just released were nearly wiped out entirely.

However, the destruction of these Golden Swallows, like the destruction of chanical Puppets, also amplified Ning Zhuo’s combat power.

Chen Lingfeng’s perception was extrely keen. Sensing Ning Zhuo’s aura rising again, he spoke, his voice carried by the wind directly to Ning Zhuo’s ears.

“Military Advisor Lu’s analysis was correct.”

“Ning Zhuo, the more of your chanical soldiers die, the stronger the amplification you receive.”

“It’s similar to thods like Total Annihilation by Sacrificing Comrades, Bone Ash Inheriting the Blade, or Blood Banner Shared Destruction.”

“But what you’re using should be a Military Art.”

“You hold a military position and have a military roster slot. So you’re not only borrowing military strength—you’re also drawing on the national power of Liangzhu Kingdom.”

“If you leave the military roster, the power of this Military Art will inevitably plumt.”

Through these words, Chen Lingfeng attempted to exert psychological pressure on Ning Zhuo.

In his view, although Ning Zhuo was a shocking genius, he was still only a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old youth. Amid such chaotic battlefield conditions, his heart might be the weakest link.

He had completely misjudged.

Ning Zhuo’s years of patient endurance in Huoshi Immortal City had forged an unyielding temperant.

Soone who had been thinking since childhood about how to deal with the City Lord’s Mansion and Nascent Soul cultivators would not waver because of a few words.

Ning Zhuo’s face remained expressionless. Inside, his mind was calm and unmoved. During this short ti, his aura had increased yet again.

Using the Warrior Returns Art, he had already fought many battles. The exposure of such information had long been expected.

Ning Zhuo’s main focus remained on controlling his chanical constructs.

He felt the difficulty.

Controlling so many chanical Puppets simultaneously had already reached the limits of his ability. This was only manageable because Sun Lingtong was secretly assisting, quietly controlling a portion of them.

If Ning Zhuo had to control both chanical Puppets and chanical Golden Swallows at the sa ti, the difficulty would skyrocket.

This was mainly because the control thods for these two types of chanical constructs were vastly different, making it hard for Ning Zhuo to manage both.

Thus, after releasing the flock of chanical Golden Swallows, he decisively sacrificed part of them to free up his ntal capacity.

The collision between the left and right flocks also revealed the shortcomings in his control.

Once the Golden Swallow flock was completely destroyed, Ning Zhuo imdiately felt relieved.

“I can’t release such a large flock of chanical Golden Swallows so casually again,” Ning Zhuo thought as his pupils narrowed slightly in self-warning.

This batch had been used mainly as an ergency asure. Unlike chanical Puppets, such constructs were not plentiful in reserve.

Ning Zhuo released another group of chanical Puppets.

The army was imdiately replenished, and its formation once again flourished.

Chen Lingfeng’s eyelids twitched at the sight.

By this point, the total value of the chanical Puppets Ning Zhuo had expended had far exceeded Chen Lingfeng’s entire net worth.

“This brat is way too rich!”

“Is this what it’s like to be the descendant of a great clan?”

“The Ning Family is this wealthy? I’ve never seen such extravagance from a clan disciple.”

“He’s only a Foundation Establishnt stage cultivator—yet he’s richer than !”

Compared to Ning Zhuo, Chen Lingfeng suddenly felt like soone from a poor backwater who could not even step onto the main stage.

That comparison drove him to intensify his offensive. His spellcasting speed grew even faster.

Innate Talent—Frenzied Wind Bones!

This was a superior innate talent.

Ning Zhuo increasingly felt the terrifying power of this talent.

Chen Lingfeng displayed the combat strength of a peak Golden Core cultivator.

By himself alone, he suppressed Ning Zhuo, Yuan Dasheng, ng Yahu, and the chanical Army.

Wild winds howled, wind blades danced through the air. Chen Lingfeng’s aura grew violently ferocious, clearing the entire surrounding area as the three armies retreated in fear.

Ning Zhuo was halted, unable to advance.

He clenched his teeth and persevered, continuously replenishing chanical Puppets to resist stubbornly.

Gradually, the pressure lessened, and Ning Zhuo began to move with increasing composure.

“This is bad! Even after activating my innate talent, I still can’t win?!” Though Chen Lingfeng held the upper hand, the longer he fought, the more alard he beca.

His attacks grew more violent, but their accuracy deteriorated even further, exposing obvious openings.

By shifting formations of the chanical Puppets, Ning Zhuo could sotis evade most of Chen Lingfeng’s attacks, preserving his forces with minimal loss.

From ti to ti, he also released small groups of Golden Swallows to launch pincer attacks and relieve pressure.

All the while, Sun Lingtong silently assisted Ning Zhuo, helping control the chanical Puppets.

“Little Zhuo is getting stronger!” Sun Lingtong had been observing the battle and noticed this clearly, filling him with joy.

A bystander sees more clearly.

Sun Lingtong could clearly tell that while Ning Zhuo fought Chen Lingfeng alone, his improvent was visible to the naked eye.

Not only had his control of chanical constructs beco increasingly fluid, but his chanical Arts and Five Elental Spells were becoming more skillful, and his timing improved constantly.

Ning Zhuo was like a piece of jade.

Under trendous pressure, he was being continuously polished. As the saying goes, jade must be carved to beco a gem. Ning Zhuo, this piece of jade, was gradually revealing his own brilliance.

“Little Zhuo’s accumulation has reached the point where quantity transforms into quality!”

“In Huoshi Immortal City he never showed off, but he studied seriously, and I sparred with him often, helping him build an extrely solid foundation.”

“After leaving the city to travel the world, he has practiced diligently without pause. Even when ti was limited, he treated real battles as training.”

“Especially during his ti in the army—countless battles, large and small, have trained him thoroughly.”

“Now the accumulation has finally reached a certain level and is beginning to sublimate!”

Sun Lingtong felt sincerely happy for Ning Zhuo.

Wind Art—Weathering!

The worse Chen Lingfeng felt the situation becoming, the more he puffed out his cheeks and blew out a violent yellow wind.

The yellow gale roared forward. It was nearly impossible to defend against. Wherever it passed, everything crumbled into powder and dispersed like dust—its power was terrifying.

Like true weathering, it first turned all the stone shield plates Ning Zhuo had raised around himself into sand. They scattered instantly into dust.

Next, Ning Zhuo’s three layers of Fire Shields flickered like dying candles in the wind before rapidly disintegrating.

The thick Earth Armor clinging to his body also weathered instantly, cracking apart in large chunks and vanishing—revealing beneath it…

The Hundred-Ard Arhat Armor.

This chanical armor remained completely unmoved. Gentle Buddhist light shimred from it, displaying formidable defensive power.

He could not use the Mysterious Gold Armor-Breaking Art!

Several of Ning Zhuo’s defensive spells had already been destroyed, and far too much mana had been consud.

If he forced himself to cast the Mysterious Gold Armor-Breaking Art now, it would drain all his mana.

In such circumstances, he had to rely on magical instrunts or treasures, which consud less mana.

Foundation Establishnt cultivators generally used magical instrunts. Although Ning Zhuo currently possessed Golden Core–level combat power, he was still different from true Golden Core cultivators.

One of the differences lay exactly here.

His mana had not undergone qualitative transformation. Using treasures would consu enormous mana—nearly the sa as forcibly casting the Mysterious Gold Armor-Breaking Art.

Therefore, Ning Zhuo chose magical instrunts.

With a wave of his hand, he scattered a large number of Thunder Beads around Chen Lingfeng.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Consumable magical instrunts often possessed fierce power.

A chain of explosions filled the battlefield area with thick smoke and dust.

But the next mont, a gale swept through and dispersed the smoke, revealing Chen Lingfeng again.

Chen Lingfeng looked sowhat disheveled, yet upon closer inspection he was almost completely unhard—rely a little embarrassed.

However, Ning Zhuo had achieved his objective.

By consuming the Thunder Beads, he had interrupted Chen Lingfeng’s casting and stopped the extrely dangerous Weathering spell.

In the next instant, Shadowblade — Night Tiger appeared.

Ghostslay Claws!

The claws stabbed viciously into Chen Lingfeng’s back, sending blood spraying instantly.

Success!

Stab—stab! Two more strikes landed, even injuring bone.

Once Chen Lingfeng activated his innate talent, he had to cancel defensive thods so that wind could flow through his bones and vent outward.

“Ah!” Chen Lingfeng roared to the sky as a gale burst from within his body, forcibly blowing Shadowblade — Night Tiger away.

But Ning Zhuo seized the opportunity to close in.

Heavy Armor Blood Ape, Dasheng charged at the forefront, clearing the path.

Shadowblade — Night Tiger lunged again.

Chen Lingfeng’s eyes had turned completely blood-red.

Wind Art—Cyclone Sphere!

A tornado erupted, rapidly expanding. It engulfed Ning Zhuo and many of the chanical constructs before suddenly compressing into a massive erald wind sphere.

With the last trace of clarity, Chen Lingfeng lifted the sphere with both hands and hurled it into the sky.

Then, having cleared the surrounding area, Chen Lingfeng completely fell into a frenzied state, attacking wildly without distinguishing friend from foe.

This was the inevitable consequence of maintaining an innate talent for too long.

With his own strength alone, Ning Zhuo had driven Chen Lingfeng mad.

Chen Lingfeng now spread chaos across the battlefield.

“Damn it. With his innate talent fully unleashed, Chen Lingfeng may only be Golden Core, but he can fight Nascent Soul cultivators!”

“Don’t engage him—withdraw first.”

Cultivators familiar with the intelligence imdiately retreated, trying to distance themselves from Chen Lingfeng.

Even Nascent Soul cultivators did the sa.

The wind sphere carried Ning Zhuo across a stretch of the battlefield sky before dissipating midair.

Only then did Ning Zhuo regain his freedom.

Just as he and his chanical constructs landed on the ground, he saw a massive figure attacking him.

Xiang Yue!