720: Chapter 169: A Sword Hanging Over Tongtian Palace _1 720: Chapter 169: A Sword Hanging Over Tongtian Palace _1 The Hatred-Eating Moths, which derive their power from consuming feelings of hatred, would grow by feasting on such emotion.
Yet, what would happen if other feelings were to mix in?
The Dao Technique of Jealous Rage was about to prove this answer.
The moths, with their eyes tinted with red light, were in instant disarray.
If they had originally been like hounds obeying Jiang Yan’s command, moving orderly and charging at the Spirit Fla Sparrows wave after wave, now they were thrown into utter chaos, having lost all montum, and so even began attacking each other.
The swarm of Hatred-Eating Moths was on the verge of collapse.
Under Jiang Wang’s precise control, the Spirit Fla Sparrows swiftly regrouped, piercing through the moth swarm and heading straight for the Dark Candle, seizing this golden opportunity to eliminate it in one fell swoop.
If this were compared to an army at war, it would be akin to striking directly at the heart of the enemy.
But with just a flicker of ghostly light from the Dark Candle, the chaotic, fleeing moths suddenly regrouped.
It was as if they were suddenly imbued with a unified will.
Organized into groups of ten, with ten groups making a unit, and ten units forming a corps.
The swarm of Hatred-Eating Moths, which should have been thrown into the fire of jealousy, thrown into chaos, had, in an instant, not only recovered but had also transford into a well-trained army!
This was a terrifying demonstration of extrely ticulous control; the command of thousands of Hatred-Eating Moths was so specific that it reached every individual moth.
In comparison, Jiang Wang’s manipulation of the Spirit Fla Sparrows was like child’s play, utterly inferior.
The formation of the moth swarm was tight and their coordination was exquisite.
In an instant, the advancing Spirit Fla Sparrows were surrounded and then overwheld.
A tide of grey drowned out the flas.
There were only muffled thuds.
Jiang Wang could only futilely trigger the Spirit Fla Sparrows to explode one by one, but he couldn’t shake the swarm of Hatred-Eating Moths at all.
His nimble wits flashed, his tactical choices were decisive; from beginning to end, he had perfectly fallen into Jiang Yan’s trap.
Jiang Yan had never lost control of the swarm of Hatred-Eating Moths!
Even his ntion of the moths’ na was a deliberate lure.
He knew Jiang Wang’s Dao Technique system too well, fully aware of the effects of the Jealous Rage Technique, and understood all too well the choices Jiang Wang would make.
Naturally, he had prepared for them in advance.
The Hatred-Eating Moths weren’t just resistant to the invasion of jealousy; they could even turn jealousy into hatred, strengthening themselves.
He was misleading Jiang Wang, making him believe he had seen a chance for victory and induced him to make the wrong choice, focusing the Spirit Fla Sparrows on a concentrated attack.
Then he would command the swarm of Hatred-Eating Moths to encircle them and annihilate this part of the Spirit and Soul Power in one fell swoop.
It was clean, fierce, simple, and efficient.
This was truly the deanor of a famous general.
Jiang Wang was able to split his battle-worthy Spirit and Soul Power into two.
Half of it was turned into the Soul Stealth Snake, entangling with the Black Pupil Giant Python, and the other half into the Spirit Fla Sparrows had been wiped out by Jiang Yan in one fell swoop.
If this had been a standoff between two armies, then right at the onset of the clash, Jiang Wang would have already lost half his forces, with defeat manifesting!
The Black Pupil Giant Python was now tying up the remaining Spirit and Soul Power, and the swarm of Hatred-Eating Moths suddenly spread out and surged toward Jiang Wang’s true spirit like a sweeping tide.
Following the moths, the Dark Candle had also started to float up, the candlelight rapidly closing in.
It seed that in just a brief encounter, Jiang Wang was pushed to the brink of desperation.
But within the Tongtian Palace, where Jiang Wang’s spirit seed to be helplessly isolated, he remained unyielding, undisturbed, and unfazed.
He simply looked up at the sky.
Jiang Wang’s Tongtian Palace was ancient and lofty, carrying a heavy sense of history.
And at this mont, a bright moon rose on the do.
It was the Longing!
The bright moon hung upside down, and therefore moonlight spilled.
Moonlight was the sa as sword light.
An endless stream of sword light poured down, slicing the Hatred-Eating Moths that had reached Jiang Wang into disarray.
The sword light swept across the ground, then abruptly coalesced, turning into a Longsword that dropped into Jiang Wang’s hand.
This was the manifestation of the Sword Spirit of Longing.
Unbeknownst to when it happened, the sword had developed a spirit!
As soon as the Longsword was in hand, Jiang Wang had already charged at Dark Candle without hesitation.
With one sword in hand, he could face ten thousand enemies.
No battle left unfought, no life left unslain!
In that mont, Jiang Yan also ca to understand many things.
Why had Jiang Wang been repeatedly stroking the sword handle, constantly touching Longing?
He was simply using a state of tension to conceal the gestation of the sword spirit within Longing.
The gestation of the Sword Spirit within Longing had long shown signs.
In front of Xiang Qian’s dragon light in the dueling arena, it had already shown a reaction.
It was likely that during this process of protecting its master, it completed the last part of its journey, and the Sword Spirit successfully gestated.
Jiang Wang, as the master of Longing, was the first to perceive the changes in Longing.
But he concealed this change, keeping it as a trump card to overturn the situation.
“Unexpected, truly unexpected!” The voice of Jiang Yan coming from Dark Candle carried a hint of admiration, “When did you start being vigilant of ?”
“When?
What do you think, Jiang Yan!”
Jiang Wang had already closed in, and with a slash, he struck!
“Since I discovered your existence, I haven’t dared to sleep peacefully for a single day!”
From the mont Jiang Yan was discovered in the Yang Region until now, Jiang Wang had not relaxed his vigilance for a single day.
In the rainy night outside Xin’an City, the first sign that sothing was wrong with himself, even when Dark Candle showed no movent and Jiang Yan seed to faint, he chose to cover Dark Candle with a Divine Soul Flower Sea and called out a swarm of Soul Stealth Snakes for alert.
But Jiang Yan was truly terrifying.
Even with such precautions, he still fell into the trap unknowingly.
Creating the Heart Demon from hatred and using it to complete possession was an exquisite tactic.
In the first round of confrontation, Jiang Wang had been virtually powerless.
His only choice was to firmly guard his spirit and rely on the remnants of his will to sustain himself.
That was how he managed to last until Du Ruhui appeared.
Sensing the crisis, Jiang Yan had to abandon the possession and instead chose to awaken Jiang Wang and flee.
This was a choice made out of desperation.
But Jiang Yan understood Jiang Wang very well; to prevent any resistance, he imdiately fabricated the lie that the Heart Demon had been subdued, but in reality, he was using the Heart Demon to control the True Spirit of his Dao channels, preparing for the final battle.
At the sa ti, he directed Jiang Wang to flee while using the Heart Demon to continually pressure him, preventing him from thinking clearly.
And, at the first sign of escaping the danger, Jiang Yan imdiately took action.
He was well aware that if Jiang Wang was given ti to calm down and think, he would surely identify the issue at hand.
However, Jiang Wang still exceeded his expectations…
After regaining consciousness on the unnad hill, Jiang Wang indeed spent a long ti engulfed in Chaos.
Yet amidst intense emotional turmoil, he gained several brief monts of clarity.
To escape the danger, Jiang Yan also had to relax repression multiple tis.
In those short intervals, Jiang Wang had already sorted out the condition of his own body.
All the answers to his problems pointed directly at Jiang Yan.
The remaining issue was simply the fight.
And Jiang Wang never avoided a fight.
Although this day had co so suddenly, Jiang Wang had been preparing for it for a long ti.
The Spirit and Soul Power Fla Sparrows created in the seclusion of his Inner Mansion room were just one example.
Sorting out all his advantages, it was natural for him to notice the change in Longing.
He noticed that this famous blade, with which he spent days and nights, had now birthed a spirit.
In the Demon Grotto, in the water mansion, Jiang Wang seized every mont to communicate with Longing, all for this instance, for the Sword Spirit to manifest in Tongtian Palace and help him decapitate Jiang Yan!
This sword strike was like a down-and-out scholar, inebriated and flourishing his brush, though destitute, still displaying boundless elegance.
The sword light spanned across, dividing the heavens from the earth.
The voice of Jiang Yan erged eerily from Dark Candle.
“I can’t help but admire your talent in the Sword Dao.”
Above the candle fla, wisps of blue smoke curled up, forming a hand.
And the dim candlelight gathered, solidifying into a sword.
The hand ford by blue smoke, gripped the sword condensed from candlelight.
Another sword ca slashing through the air!
It, too, was the stroke of a bereft scholar!
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