Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 475 - 110: All Parties Alarmed!

Chapter 475 -110: All Parties Alarmed!

Near the Luoshui River.

Jiang Ning looked at the woman in the black dress who lay cold before him, feeling a sense of gravity in his heart.

In the brief conversation with the Black Lotus Mother who had just appeared, a lot of information was revealed.

For one, the Blood and Flesh God, like the Black Lotus Mother, was not an isolated case nowadays.

According to what the Black Lotus Mother said, there had been a change in the heavens and the earth, and these gods remaining from the Ancient Era were still awakening.

The key lay in the restoration of the spiritual pulse of heaven and earth.

Moreover, the Black Lotus Mother had mentioned that she could not yet appear in the human realm.

But once the spiritual pulse was abundant, they too would one day be able to return to the world of mortals.

The return of the gods would undoubtedly make Great Xia’s current situation even more chaotic.

At the same time, from the Black Lotus Mother’s words, he understood why the Black Lotus Sect had rebelled—all simply for the needs of the Black Lotus Mother.

There was only one thing that puzzled him.

It was the change of attitude of the Black Lotus Mother towards him.

Upon her descent, she initially called him a minor Wild God.

This was not surprising.

Just as he could sense the aura of divinity, possessing the Authority of a god himself, it was normal for the Black Lotus Mother to feel his divine presence.

It was a kind of kindred sensing.

What was odd to him was that in less than a moment, the Black Lotus Mother’s address for him changed.

She called him Honorable God.

This implied that in the Black Lotus Mother’s recognition, she perceived his aura as that of a god superior to herself, with a status infinitely revered above her own.

It was clearly impossible for the mere presence of the Blood and Flesh God’s Authority to cause such a shift in the Black Lotus Mother’s behavior.

The Black Lotus Mother gave him an impression that she was much more powerful than the Blood and Flesh God of the God Worship Sect.

Whether it was in terms of methodologies—able to descend countless miles onto the Holy Daughter of the Black Lotus Sect—

or the scale of the rebellion stirred by the Black Lotus Sect, which affected two prefectures and seven counties, all were enough to demonstrate the Black Lotus Mother’s power.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ning felt an inexplicable unrest in his heart.

Because, just before the Black Lotus Mother left, she had left behind these words,

“When the spiritual machinery of heaven recovers to a certain level, and I, as a minor god, can descend to the human realm, I will personally visit to seek the Honorable God’s forgiveness.”

These words left Jiang Ning with a vague sense of unease.

Today, because she had mistaken his identity, she had seen him as some revived Honorable God in a human guise.

When the Black Lotus Mother, a god of her kind, descended to the human realm and came to him in person in the future, could she still mistake his identity?

By that time, if she were enraged by her embarrassment, he would be in extreme danger.

How strong were the gods?

He did not know.

But he was aware that they would certainly not be weak.

For in the Ancient Times, the era when Immortals and gods coexisted, commoners had no seat at the table.

Only those who had attained immortality through a mortal body, along with gods and Great Demons, had the qualifications to be at the table.

Once the Black Lotus Mother was able to descend to the human realm, even if she was not as powerful as the gods of the Ancient Era, she would be beyond the capacity of a mere mortal body to contend with.

“Kind of troublesome!!” Jiang Ning muttered to himself.

Then he stroked his forehead, pondering, wondering if the Martial Saint of the Great Xia, with his Martial Saint’s body, could stand against such true gods?

“If there is a chance, I must understand it well! That Martial Saint who has suppressed the world for eight hundred years, just how high is his level, and can he stand shoulder to shoulder with the Immortals and gods.”

“If so, then I will eventually be able to reach that step, and by that time, I no longer need to fear the arrival of the Black Lotus Mother.”

Having thought things through, Jiang Ning looked once more at the woman in the black dress who lay cold and stiff on the ground.

Then he picked up the woman in the black dress, and with a leap, landed on the ice.

The next moment.

Boom—

The thick ice shattered beneath his foot.

“Water burial, that’s still dignified! After all, you truly were beautiful; wouldn’t want some pervert to set eyes on you!”

Leaving behind this remark, Jiang Ning turned and left.

…

In the outer city district.

Jiang Ning arrived once again.

Very soon, he saw the scattered figures of the Black Mountain Army being encircled and slaughtered.

“So useless?” he said with a hardened expression.

He had originally thought that after his archery had taken out the crucial forces of the Black Mountain Cavalry, the remaining dozen or so Black Mountain Cavalry would be quickly exterminated by the full might of the Luoshui County’s defense forces.

But upon arriving at the outer district, he realized after just a glance that he had overestimated the regular forces of Luoshui County.

The regular forces of Luoshui County were not capable of rapidly exterminating the Black Mountain Cavalry and the Black Mountain Army that had infiltrated the city.

The main reason was that too many local Martial Artists of the county town had not participated in this battle and chaos, all huddled at home warming the bed with their wives.

“Lucky I didn’t head straight home!”

Jiang Ning felt some relief in his heart.

He was acutely aware how many tragedies could occur if such scattered soldiers mixed in with the ordinary civilians.

If it really came to that point, he would bear some responsibility.

The next moment.

He took out a longbow and casually pulled it back.

Thwack—

The arrow flew piercing the air.

Thud—

The sound of the arrow entering flesh wasn’t particularly distinct in the noisy night.

Afterward.

Jiang Ning walked in the outer city district under the bright moonlight, lightly flitting across rooftops like a goose.

Thwack—

Thwack—

Thwack—

…

His bowstring vibrated continuously, arrows shooting through the air.

Thud—

Thud—

Thud—

…

A succession of muffled sounds of arrows penetrating flesh echoed non-stop.

Then one body after another fell.

Every fallen body had a wound in the same spot.

That was the heart, and the wounds were all penetrated front to back.

Whether or not they wore heart-protecting mirrors made no difference.

Soon, as one Black Mountain Army soldier after another fell, it immediately drew the attention of those surrounding them.

“It’s Commander Jiang!!”

“These arrows must have been shot by Commander Jiang!!”