Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 352: Chapter 348: Mysterious Young Master Wei

RUMBLE.

The night was pitch-black, with dark clouds roiling across the sky.

A sudden downpour began, plunging the world into a darkness so profound you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.

Fat raindrops fell, but no one within the Celestial Sword Grand Canyon was getting wet.

An invisible Sword Intent permeated the entire canyon. The moment raindrops fell, they were annihilated into nothingness by this force.

Thunderbolt continued to flash, making the world flicker between light and dark.

The crowd’s mood wasn’t dampened by the harsh weather; on the contrary, their spirits were soaring.

”Amazing! Chen Ye’s Swordsmanship is superb—easily top ten in Qing Province—but he’s been suppressed from the very start. I’d say he’ll lose in less than a hundred moves.”

Many pairs of astonished eyes were fixed on the two figures locked in combat.

One of them was Ning Jiang.

When Chen Ye arrived and heard how Ning Jiang had single-handedly defeated five experts, his warrior’s heart had stirred, and he’d sought a duel.

Most Sword Cultivators were like this, constantly challenging stronger opponents in their quest for improvement.

Everyone had expected this to be a spectacular fight with a fifty-fifty chance of victory for either side. No one had imagined that Chen Ye would be on the back foot from the very beginning.

The onlookers weren’t the only ones shocked; Chen Ye himself was utterly astounded.

This fight against Ning Jiang was agonizing. He felt as if Ning Jiang saw through his every move. No matter how he attacked, Ning Jiang had a counter.

CLANG.

After less than thirty moves, his sword was caught by Ning Jiang, as if a snake had been seized by its vital point.

”Let go!”

Chen Ye’s expression changed. He channeled his Sword Qi, and his Treasure Sword released a tyrannical aura, trying to force Ning Jiang’s left hand away.

But Ning Jiang’s hand was like a Dragon Claw, clamping down on the blade. How could Chen Ye possibly contend with the Power of the Nine Tribulations Celestial Thunder Body?

At the same time, Ning Jiang’s right hand chopped sideways like a sword.

”Damn it.”

Left with no choice, Chen Ye had to abandon his sword and retreat.

”He lost so quickly.”

Gasps erupted from the crowd. They had thought it would take Ning Jiang at least a hundred moves to defeat Chen Ye, yet in less than thirty, Ning Jiang had disarmed him with his bare hands.

”You are truly formidable, Your Excellency. With such strength, you could rival the Three Great Swords. My loss was well-deserved.”

Chen Ye cupped his fists and didn’t try to press his luck.

His words caused the expressions of many in the crowd to change.

The Three Great Swords—these were the top three Sword Cultivators in Qing Province. Their status was revered, and they had long been the goal for many to surpass.

Yet now, Chen Ye was placing Ning Jiang on the same level.

If anyone else had said it, they wouldn’t have paid it much mind, but coming from Chen Ye, the words carried significant weight.

”Disarming Chen Ye with his bare hands... he really is qualified to be compared to the Three Great Swords.”

The crowd thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Ignoring their discussions, Ning Jiang strode deeper into the canyon.

He had previously been at the Seven-Mile Land, but that wasn’t his limit. Moreover, he had just refined a piece of the True Essence of Sword Intent, and his own Sword Intent had advanced.

Now, he walked another two miles in one go, stopping at the nine-mile mark.

Last time he had stopped at the Ninth-Mile, and so he did again.

However, compared to the last time, the Sword Intent here was dozens of times stronger.

Looking ahead, he saw that this final mile was completely different from the ones before it.

The Sword Intent in the final mile had even transformed into countless visible wisps of Sword Qi. These wisps were only the size of a finger, but there were thousands upon thousands of them, packed densely together.

The moment Ning Jiang approached, the nearby Sword Qi showed signs of becoming turbulent.

’It seems I can’t step in without comprehending the complete Sword Intent.’

Ning Jiang murmured to himself. If he couldn’t comprehend the complete Sword Intent, stepping into the final mile would immediately trigger an attack from it.

This was, after all, the Sword Intent left by a Celestial Martial Realm King. Its Power was so immense that it would be absolutely impossible for even an Earth Martial Realm expert to enter.

As Ning Jiang reached the Ninth-Mile, the other Sword Cultivators felt a surge of motivation and pushed forward, wanting to see where their own limits lay.

Before long, the situation became clear.

In the Ninth-Mile region, Ning Jiang stood alone, far ahead of everyone else.

Behind him, in the Eight-Mile region, were Chen Ye and a few others.

The crowd recognized that those few individuals were on par with Chen Ye, all capable of ranking among the top ten Sword Cultivators in Qing Province.

”It seems he’s the only one who can reach the Ninth-Mile region for now.”

”I wonder when the Three Great Swords will arrive?”

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”Young Master Wei, this is the Celestial Sword Grand Canyon.”

Meanwhile, four figures appeared outside the canyon.

Three of them carried longswords on their backs, their auras incredibly sharp. Within a ten-zhang radius, not a single raindrop could get near them.

But the three of them were merely accompaniment.

The true focus was the young man standing before them. He had a tall, straight posture, sharp brows, and eyes like stars—a handsome man by any measure.

”I’ve heard of this place. A Celestial Martial Realm King... truly awe-inspiring.”

Gazing at the immense, hundred-li-long canyon before him, a hint of reverence appeared in the young man’s eyes.

What did a hundred li even mean?

It meant a single sword strike could cleave a city of over ten million people in two.

This was the terror of the Celestial Martial Realm: the ability to flatten a city and cause massive casualties with a single move.

”Young Master, your arrival in Qing Province is perfectly timed. The eruption of Sword Intent in the Celestial Sword Grand Canyon is a grand event for the Sword Cultivators of Qing Province. You can take this opportunity to recruit these many cultivators.”

”Indeed. With the Young Master’s status and strength, you will surely win over these Sword Cultivators.”

The three offered their flattery, showing great respect for the young man.

The young man nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he sensed something, let out a soft ”hm?”, and looked over.

From within the Celestial Sword Grand Canyon, a small sword flew out.

”The True Essence of Sword Intent!”

Despite the heavy rain, the Cultivation of the other three men allowed them to see what it was.

”A fine treasure! We shall go seize it for you, Young Master.”

”The True Essence of Sword Intent is indeed a treasure, but it is of little use to me. You can have it for yourselves.”

The young man waved his hand casually, and the raindrops in the sky seemed to be guided by an invisible force, becoming as sharp as swords.

Witnessing this, the reverence in the three men’s eyes deepened.

”Then we will go on ahead.”

The three respectfully cupped their fists, then stepped forward and headed toward the Celestial Sword Grand Canyon.

At that very moment, inside the Celestial Sword Grand Canyon, the eyes of the numerous Sword Cultivators were burning with feverish excitement.

”This True Essence of Sword Intent is huge! It’s more than ten times bigger than the last one!”

”If I can get my hands on that, I’ll have a great chance of comprehending Sword Intent!”

Everyone was eager to make a move, but when they looked at Ning Jiang standing at the Ninth-Mile, many felt a sense of hopelessness.

They couldn’t even enter the Ninth-Mile.

SHIIING.

Just then, three sharp streams of Sword Qi streaked across the night sky, drawing everyone’s attention.

”The Three Great Swords! They’re finally here!”

In an instant, the entire canyon erupted in an uproar.