CLANG, CLANG, CLANG...
Dickens's Nascent Soul frantically brandished his sharp Middle-Grade Flying Sword, attacking Zhang Bin. Zhang Bin, in turn, wielded his Blood Fang, locking himself in a life-or-death battle with his opponent.
The clash of tal rang out, as dense and rapid as a string of firecrackers.
Sparks flew, bathing the sky in a brilliant light.
Li Taiqing's expression grew stern. He instructed the disciples with weaker combat abilities, like Ma Rufei and Liu Ruoi, to retreat to the side. Then he, along with Phoenix, the seven enchantresses, and Chiang Xue, began to close in, preparing to besiege Dickens's Nascent Soul.
"Senior Brother is incredible! He even managed to trick and kill a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm."
"Heh... without a physical body, a Nascent Soul isn't that strong anyway."
"Senior Brother will finish that Nascent Soul off soon."
Ma Rufei, Chen Chaoyue, Zhang Haijun, and the other disciples chattered excitedly as they watched the battle from a distance with great relish.
Zhang Bin was truly powerful. Thanks to devouring and absorbing a great deal of Dragon Qi, his bones were undergoing a mysterious transformation. His muscles and blood had also absorbed so Dragon Qi. Although he had yet to break through to the Golden Core Late Stage, his strength was still rising steadily. His own strength and speed had both reached a considerable level.
He was fighting Dickens's Nascent Soul to a standstill.
Of course, he was still being pushed back, unable to fully withstand the assault. The strength of Dickens's Nascent Soul was imnse, and his speed far surpassed Zhang Bin's. If he hadn't used Aurora Escape, he wouldn't have been able to withstand a single blow.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! You've only cultivated to the Golden Core Mid-Stage—how could you possibly possess the strength of a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator?" cried Dickens's Nascent Soul, his voice laced with disbelief.
He was a once-in-a-generation genius who had cultivated all the way to the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, yet he had never encountered a cultivator as prodigiously talented as Zhang Bin.
Zhang Bin didn't answer, only offering a sinister chuckle as he parried the attacks. He could feel that battling a master like Dickens was greatly beneficial for him.
"Don't be smug. Your end is near. Killing a genius like you will bring great joy," Dickens's Nascent Soul declared, launching an offensive as fluid and relentless as flowing quicksilver. He transford into countless phantoms, dragging a storm of afterimages that filled the entire sky.
The sheer power of the display was terrifying.
Everyone was utterly shocked, fear evident on their faces. My god, that's just a Nascent Soul. If he still had his body, how powerful would he be? A cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm is truly this fearso? If any of us were fighting him, we wouldn't last a single blow. We would have been crushed instantly.
"You idiot, your body is gone. No matter how powerful your Nascent Soul is, you won't escape with your life. And even if you did, you'd just beco a ghost. There's no point in living like that; you might as well die," Zhang Bin taunted, doing his best to block the onslaught.
He needed to infuriate his opponent, to make him so angry he wouldn't think to flee. Right now, his biggest worry was that Dickens would try to escape. A fleeing Nascent Soul was incredibly fast, able to return to the Bloody Blade Sect in an instant. Even with his Flying Saucer, he might not be able to catch him. By the ti he could take out the Flying Saucer, his opponent would already be gone.
"Damn you!" Dickens was indeed pushed to the height of fury. "I'll kill all of you! Your treasures will be mine, and the City of Gold will be mine! Then, I'll use the miraculous Spiritual dicine, Agate, to restore my body. I won't lose anything, while all of you will lose your worthless lives!"
Agate is a magical Spiritual Object that grows deep in the sea and resembles a human brain. This treasure allows a cultivator who has recently lost their body to grow a new one. Of course, this only works for a soul that has just lost its body. If more than a day passes, it's impossible to grow a new one.
And this fellow happened to have a piece of Agate in his Space Ring. The Space Ring was currently on the finger of his Nascent Soul. Masters who had cultivated to his level always kept their most valuable treasures on their Nascent Soul.
"Agate? A fine treasure, a very fine treasure indeed. I like it. Thank you for carrying such a wonderful thing with you." A look of imnse delight spread across Zhang Bin's face, and his eyes shone with a feverish light.
He was no longer an ignorant cultivator; he knew many secrets of cultivation and about miraculous Spiritual dicines. He was, of course, aware of Spiritual dicines like Agate. He had even seen a piece of Agate fetch a sky-high price at the Heroic Auction.
Acquiring Agate was extrely difficult. It required a powerhouse at the Integration Realm to even locate it with their Divine Sense. Moreover, the depths of the sea were ho to terrifying Monsters, making it very hard to co by even for masters of the Integration Realm.
Nevertheless, every cultivator dread of obtaining one to carry with them at all tis. That way, if their physical body were ever destroyed, they could imdiately begin growing a new one. They could remain human instead of being forced to beco a ghost.
So, naturally, Zhang Bin was overjoyed.
What delighted him even more was that his opponent's Flying Sword was also a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure. It was imnsely valuable. This ti, he'd really lucked out beyond belief. He stood to gain two such amazing treasures.
"Go to hell!"
Dickens's Nascent Soul, pushed to the brink of madness by his rage, gave a savage laugh and roared. His speed suddenly nearly doubled, becoming as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was before Zhang Bin, his Flying Sword plunging toward Zhang Bin's heart with terrifying killing intent.
All the other cultivators watched in horror. But they were too late to intervene. The opponent was too fast, so fast that they couldn't even react. After all, not one of them had cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm.
While Chiang Xue had reached Integration Realm Complete Perfection in her previous life, she was now just a powerful body, devoid of any Divine Skills. She was essentially a new soul born from that powerful body, much like an infant. To regain her strength, she would have to cultivate diligently.
SHHCK...
The Middle-Grade Flying Sword was indeed incomparably sharp. Even though the Defensive Power of Zhang Bin's muscles had greatly increased, it was not enough to stop the blade, which pierced him in an instant.
CLANG...
Then ca a sound as if tal had struck iron. The sword had, of course, struck bone.
After all, Zhang Bin's ribs had fused together, forming an iron cage around his vitals. No matter where one attacked his chest or back, the blow would be blocked by bone. It was impossible to strike his heart directly.
How is this possible? Dickens's face was a mask of shock and disbelief. He had aid for the gap between the ribs. And yet, it was blocked by bone? This is inconceivable. How could bone possibly block a Middle-Grade Flying Sword?
Seizing the mont of his opponent's shock, Zhang Bin thrust his sword forward.
HSSS...
A burst of incredibly sharp Sword Qi erupted from his blade. In the blink of an eye, it struck the armor on the chest of Dickens's Nascent Soul...
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