Immortal Path to Heaven

A bone-piercing north wind whistled through the air.

Jiang Qingcheng was dressed in a long, pink dress with an inch-long, snow-colored cloth at the bottom. She clenched her fists lightly, and a worried expression appeared on her face. Her voice was as clear as spring water as she asked, “Mother, do you think Uncle Yu can beat that bad guy?” Her eyes and lips curled upwards at the same time, revealing a stunning disposition.

Jiang Yingrong’s face was full of charm. Her every frown, smile, word, and action made one’s heart burn. She exhaled the turbid air in her chest and answered in a low voice, “The members of the Blood Dragon Clan are very powerful, and their secret techniques are endless. Of course, since Brother Yu dares to take the initiative to fight, his tricks mustn’t be weak.” Naturally, she was comforting her daughter. Deep down, she did not think highly of Ou Yangming. After all, she carried a bloodline, so she knew how great the power that would burst out if one burned one’s bloodline.

He Jian’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed. The carving knife in his hand flew nimbly and elegantly around his fingers, but his eyes were turbid, forming a strange scene that was difficult to describe.

Master Duan did not blink at all. He stared at the scene and prayed in his heart.

Although he had not known Ou Yangming for a long time, he had already regarded him as a young man with a boundless future. Moreover, due to the young fellow’s arrival, the Longevity Alley had been filled with vitality. Ou Yangming and Lil’ Man were like a rope that connected the group of cultivators from different places together. This kind of warmth was very enjoyable to the old man, hence he hoped that the young fellow would be victorious.

At this moment, Ou Yangming’s eyes suddenly flashed, and the patterns on the Blazing Fire Cold Cicada lit up. It was like a magic staff burning with raging flames, and it was awe-inspiring.

With a snap of his wrist, Ou Yangming waved in the air, and the sky instantly turned red. Countless flames condensed out of thin air, and the world turned into a sea of fire. Even the faint grey color in the sky seemed to have been burned into ashes. It would be fine if that was all but the key was that within 166 meters from the young fellow, the stone awls were surrounding him. From a distance, it looked like a circular formation board made of stone awls. It was constantly rotating and changing while he was the core of the stone awls. There were also numerous flames that condensed out of thin air beneath his feet.

Wrapped in a formation map, Ou Yangming stepped on the flames like a god of war from ancient times.

Ou Yangming waved the staff in his hand, and the flames suddenly condensed, turning into a fierce tiger made of flames that was at least 33 meters in size.

The viciousness in his eyes flashed as he roared, “Go!” As he shouted, he pushed his left hand forward. The fierce tiger made of flames and the star map made of stone awls turned into 2 streams of light. They attacked while defending and cooperated with each other as they pounced toward Ji Qi.

Jiang Yingrong sucked in a breath of cold air and said in surprise, “Brother Yu’s spiritual Qi carries 2 properties. One’s an earthly aura while the other’s a scorching fire? This… This…”

Master Duan had an odd look on his face as he asked, “What are 2 properties?” Even He Jian’s ears were pricked up.

Jiang Yingrong explained softly, “Generally speaking, casters are incredibly rare. Even if they appear, they have only 1 property, which will either be metal, wood, water, fire, or earth. Casters like Brother Yu who have 2 properties are exceptionally rare. If he can overcome the Heavenly Thunderbolt and break through to become a Venerable One, he’ll be much more powerful than a normal Venerable One, such that he’d even be able to fight against 2 ordinary Venerable Ones alone. He’ll possess skills with great areas of effect and lethality.” She had been reading collected Daoist scriptures since she was young, thus the things that she had come into contact with were not things that normal people could imagine. She naturally knew these problems.

Nonetheless, there was one thing that she was wrong about. Ou Yangming did not possess just 2 properties, but all of them.

With the Devouring Power of the giant head, he could change all properties at will. In other words, he could cast spells of various attributes.

After hearing what Jiang Yingrong said, Master Duan smacked his lips and did not speak.

Even the Venerable One with the highest seniority in the Jiang family showed a hint of interest in his eyes, and he transmitted a message to Jiang Yuping, ‘Yuping, this fella’s amazing! I thought that I’ve seen through him, but he refreshed my impression of him right after that. Casters are rare, to begin with, not to mention that he has dual properties.”

Jiang Yuping’s pupils contracted abruptly. He nodded slightly but did not reply.

Seeing the might displayed by Ou Yangming, Ji Qi was not afraid at all. Instead, he let out a long howl. His gaze was arrogant, and he pressed toward the sky in mid-air. With this press, it was as if a white bolt of lightning ignited a prairie fire. The 1-meter-long sword in his hand spread out in an instant. Cold air spread in all directions, and they became densely packed and blotted out the sky. If one really wanted to describe it, it was like the sand in the desert, the ice and snow in a snowfield, and an aura that could slaughter everything in the world. The Green Edge Swords let out clear rings at the same time, and they were very arrogant.

Jiang Yingrong’s expression changed slightly, and she exclaimed in a sharp voice, “The Blood Dragon Clan’s Combined Sword Technique?”

He Jian’s expression did not change, and his eyes were full of ridicule. He thought to himself, ‘Ridiculous.’

He had spent his entire life dealing with swords, so he could feel the awe-inspiring intent from the sword attack.

Even so, a trace of disdain still appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, though the aura on his body did not change, the spirit in his eyes became fascinating and moving.

On the training field, Ji Qi’s hands were joined together. His voice was cold as he uttered, “Combine the swords!”

As his voice spread out, the sword-lights of the Green Edge Swords, which blotted out the sky, suddenly condensed and turned into a beam, slashing forward.

“Boom…” Wherever it passed, spiritual Qi trembled while forceful fluctuations spread out in all directions.

“Go to hell!” Ji Qi had a sinister smile on his face. The spiritual Qi in his dantian flowed along his meridians and merged into the sword-light. Once again, it erupted even more violently. He was certain that this sword attack would cause the caster to be heavily injured or even die.

At this time, the fierce tiger that was formed from flames, the formation that was formed from stone awls, and the sword-light that was formed from numerous Green Edge Swords merged.

The world rumbled, and dust scattered in all directions. It was as if the end of the world had come.

On the training field, gravel flew everywhere, and the ground lowered meter by meter. If anyone below the level of an Advanced Spiritualist was even slightly hit by the flying rocks and violent spiritual Qi, they would die without a doubt.

There was a deadlock situation for a moment. Muffled claps of thunder kept bursting out.

Master Duan’s face was full of fear, and his teeth were trembling. His voice was soft yet sharp as he uttered, “This… Is this really the power that can be triggered from a battle between Spiritualists?” He was horrified to find that with his cultivation as an Intermediate Spiritualist, he could only stabilize himself amidst this tyrannical power and would find it difficult to escape.

‘This… How is this still a battle between Spiritualists!’

The combat powers of the 2 powerhouses in front of him were tyrannical. Even if they were not as strong as Venerable Ones, they were still far beyond top-grade Spiritualists.

Jiang Yingrong’s gaze was incomparably grave, and her palm was drenched in sweat, stained with a faint body fragrance.

Jiang Qingcheng poked her mother’s wrist with her finger, and the worry on her face became even more intense. Her voice was clear and melodious as she asked, “Mother, do you think Uncle Yu can win?”

This time, Jiang Qingcheng did not hesitate. Instead, she said with certainty, “He can definitely win.” As she said that, she held Lil’ Qingcheng’s right hand in her palm.

“Mom, your palm is sweating, and your heart is beating very fast,” Jiang Qingcheng noted.

Jiang Qingcheng rolled her eyes at her. She did not say anything and shifted her gaze back to the battlefield.

“Break…”Ji Qi’s eyes were bloodshot. A devilish pattern began to spread from the center of his eyebrows as if a sharp brush was drawing in front of him. In the end, one side of his face was black while the other was red. They intersected with each other, and a picture of an incomplete evil dragon was imprinted on it. Its aura was tremendously violent, and the spiritual Qi within 3 meters in front of him was stripped away.

He raised his hand and pointed, then the sword-light expanded without any limit.

The formation board made of stone awls only lasted for a breath before it was cut in half. Many stone awls fell and made banging sounds

As for the fierce tiger made of flames, a 33-meters-long cut was made on it from top to bottom. Following a wail, it disappeared.

All of this took a long time to describe, but it happened almost in a flash. From the time Ji Qi combined his sword to the time the fierce tiger was cut into two, it took less than 5 breaths.

However, the sword-light did not stop. Instead, it was even faster. Like a bloody scar, it slashed toward Ou Yangming’s neck. Ji Qi wanted to cut off the young fellow’s head with this attack and secure his victory in one move.

“Brother Yu, be careful!” Jiang Yingrong and Master Duan cried out at the same time.

Ou Yangming was also shocked. He exclaimed internally, ‘How fast!’

With a flash of thought, his interspatial bag flashed with a white light, and the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer was in his hand.

Nevertheless, just as Ou Yangming was about to use the spear to counterattack, the golden sword mark carved on the back of his hand lit up. An extremely powerful sword intent burst out from his body. It was sharp and overbearing as if as long as he had a sword in his hand, everything could be broken. This was also a kind of madness where one could learn the path in the morning but die in the evening. As the sword intent spread out, the sword-light that Ji Qi slashed out collapsed.

It was as if the sword-light met the ruler of all sword Qis and did not even have the courage to slash forward.

This golden sword mark was formed from the sword Qi from Mount Return Peak. Normally, no matter how Ou Yangming urged it, there was no reaction.

Therefore, he did not expect it to be so shocking.

Ou Yangming tightened his grip on the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer, and a puzzled look appeared on his face. He thought to himself, ‘What exactly is going on?’

Jiang Caijin and Jiang Yuping looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other’s eyes.

Master Duan’s footsteps moved slightly. He looked at Jiang Yingrong and asked softly, “Since you’ve come into contact with many things, could you tell what trick that was?” From his point of view, the sword-light seemed to have appeared out of thin air, and it was domineering and crazy.

Jiang Yingrong shook her head. “I don’t know…”

She looked at Ou Yangming, who was wearing a white robe and holding a long spear in his hand. She somehow felt a deep sense of bewilderment.

No one noticed that He Jian’s pupils were deeply sunken. His fingers were tightly clenched together while monstrous waves were surging in his heart. He roared internally, “Mount Return Sword! Judging from that aura, it must be Mount Return Sword!

The shadow of a longsword was actually reflected in his eyes. It was somewhat similar to the sword-light that had erupted from Ou Yangming’s body earlier. There was a bit more complexity in it, but it was also very mighty.