Incredible Insight: Cultivating Immortality at Eight, Astonishing Zhang Sanfeng-Chapter 203

Chapter 203

With a simple “Good,” Ning Changge exuded absolute confidence, igniting the crowd’s excitement.

The Little Immortal had accepted the challenge!

In an instant, everyone’s anticipation soared. Their breaths hitched as their gazes locked onto the two figures at the center of the stage, brimming with expectation.

This level of combat was rarely witnessed.

Even for HeavenMan experts or Land Immortals, such a duel was a onceinalifetime spectacle.

It was no exaggeration to say that this battle would become a legend, retold for centuries. And those present today would forever be remembered as witnesses to history.

The Jianghu guests silently thanked their fortune for attending Zhang Sanfeng’s centenary celebration. Otherwise, how could they have been blessed with the chance to witness such a battle?

Dugu Qiubai, the Sword Demon, was momentarily stunned before bursting into hearty laughter.

“Good! Very good!”

His eyes gleamed with admiration.

Ordinary people, upon hearing his name, would tremble in fear, their limbs turning to jelly. Yet the young Daoist before him had shown no such reaction. From start to finish, Ning Changge’s demeanor remained composed, tinged only with a hint of battle intent and curiosity.

Dugu Qiubai recognized that emotion well.

It was the anticipation of exploring one’s path further.

In that moment, he understood—they were the same kind of person.

As his laughter subsided, Dugu Qiubai’s ragged, gray robes fluttered in the wind. His unkempt beard danced wildly, but no one dared to underestimate the disheveled old man. In the entire Nine Provinces, only a handful of people would dare to look down on him.

Suddenly, his aura shifted.

Buzz!

Invisible waves of sharpness radiated outward, transforming the onceordinary old man into a figure of overwhelming presence.

Boom!

A terrifying sword intent erupted without warning, piercing the heavens. freewebnøvel.coɱ

On Tianzhu Peak, the force of the sword intent was so immense that it tore through the clouds, creating a massive vacuum column that left everyone in awe.

The sheer pressure made breathing difficult.

Even the top HeavenMan swordsmen couldn’t hold onto their swords.

One by one, swords began to hum, tremble, and bow in reverence.

The resonance of ten thousand swords was no exaggeration.

Before the Sword Demon, all other swordsmen seemed to pale in comparison.

Li Changsheng, the Kunlun Sword Immortal, was visibly shaken. He alone understood—Dugu Qiubai had grown even stronger.

Far stronger than he had been a cycle ago.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Dugu Qiubai’s gaze grew distant. He spoke calmly:

“Years ago, I created a martial art called the Nine Swords of Dugu.”

In the crowd, Feng Qingyang began to tremble, tears welling in his eyes. He had inherited a fragment of the Sword Demon’s legacy, which had propelled him to his current heights.

Dugu Qiubai continued:

“But the Nine Swords of Dugu were flawed, overly fixated on technique. Over the past cycle of wandering, I have refined them into something greater—something rooted in intent. Ning, let me show you.”

His eyes glimmered with pride.

As the Sword Demon, even when seeking to witness Ning Changge’s swordsmanship, he carried his own pride.

To earn his full recognition, Ning Changge would have to prove himself.

Feng Qingyang’s eyes widened, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He longed to see how the Nine Swords of Dugu, elevated to the realm of intent and Dao, would manifest. Perhaps this would guide his own future growth.

All eyes were fixed on the Sword Demon.

Behind him, his sword intent soared to the heavens, splitting into nine distinct strands. The sheer power was overwhelming.

Ximen Chuixue, a master of the sword himself, was utterly captivated.

As someone deeply devoted to the sword, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of reverence in the presence of such sword intent.

Meanwhile, Ning Changge’s eyes sparkled with fivecolored light. A faint smile played on his lips as he responded calmly:

“I have forged the Five Elements Spirit Swords, capable of unleashing the Five Elements Sword Qi. To withstand even one strike from these swords is to be a peerless master. Sword Demon, please judge for yourself.”

With that, Ning Changge opened his mouth, and five beams of light shot into the sky.

In an instant, they transformed into five spirit swords, hovering in midair. Each sword radiated an aura of sharpness that pierced the heavens, accompanied by dazzling fivecolored light.

The sight was breathtaking.

The swords that had been trembling under Dugu Qiubai’s influence now quivered even more violently.

Five beams of light—gold, green, blue, red, and yellow—shot skyward, illuminating the crowd’s stunned expressions. Though night had begun to fall, the brilliance of the Five Elements Spirit Swords made Tianzhu Peak as bright as day.

The crowd held their breath.

For most, this was their first time witnessing the Five Elements Spirit Swords. The sight left their minds blank, overwhelmed by the sheer grandeur.

Li Hanyi’s beautiful eyes widened in shock. She recalled Ning Changge’s earlier guidance and now realized just how unfathomable his mastery of the sword was. She could only look up to him in awe.

Dugu Qiubai’s battle intent burned even brighter. The moment the Five Elements Spirit Swords appeared, he knew he had made the right decision in coming.

This was a swordsmanship unlike anything the Nine Provinces had ever seen.

“Excellent!” he exclaimed, laughing heartily.

“The Nine Swords of Dugu, elevated to intent, are nameless. They begin with Sword One and culminate in Sword Nine.”

He raised a hand.

Behind him, the nine strands of sword intent surged, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to form nine terrifying beams of sword energy. Each beam was capable of tearing through an ordinary Land Immortal with ease.

At the center, Sword One, the strongest, led the charge, with the other eight beams following in unison.

The Old Celestial Master’s expression grew grave.

Xiaoyaozi fell silent, fully aware that this sword intent could obliterate him without effort. And this was clearly not the Sword Demon’s full strength.

Ning Changge laughed as well.

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