Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 375 - 330 Sword Rain Lingchi

In plain clothes and with an elegant demeanor, she was capable of wielding a sword that dazzled like the bright, clear moon, radiating a captivating brilliance in the utter darkness, displaying both her ethereal beauty and aloof magnificence.

Although Wu Hen had heard her approach from behind him, when she repelled Jiang Qi with her sword and spoke those words, he instantly felt astonished, captivated, and utterly enchanted!

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Oh, the youthful heart of this old man!!

So cool!

When they first met, Wu Hen, like most ordinary people, nurtured Ruan Muhuan as a figment of his imagination, dreaming that one day she could stand peerlessly alone, brilliant as a heavenly maiden, dazzling like the celestial moon. Yet, when all these visions manifested before his eyes, he felt somewhat dreamily unreal, touched by a surreal beauty.

It was like a wildly improbable jest that suddenly came true, rendering one at a loss, ecstatically doubting if one were still trapped in a dreamscape woven by an Ancient Dream Demon, or perhaps it was a clever Ancient Dream Demon who had set such a dream within a dream from the start.

Fortunately, as an adult, Wu Hen could distinguish reality from illusion.

He took a deep breath, even able to smell the scent of her hair fluttering in the storm, and as he rested his gaze on her delicate yet powerful form, he could sense those familiar subtle feelings; the whiteness of her neck, her well-defined profile, her cold eyes, but the heart connected with them was passionately sincere...

In the days prior, the presence of the Northern Guardian Lady had felt somewhat unfamiliar.

But stepping into the Martial God Realm, her fierceness receded, her demeanor cold as iceberg orchids, yet she seemed to return to the way she was at their first meeting, merely a female knight in this mortal world, carefree and at ease.

Indeed, in that instant she became a Valkyrie, she let down all her guard and disguise, returning to her most authentic self.

Perhaps it was the absence of mutual doubts and confusion, hearts aligned, goals unified, this intimacy reflected how they had interacted initially, hence no matter how many hardships enveloped them over the years, after being washed away, they still brought about that pure emotional thrill.

"Hahahaha, you are his sword... you, Ruan Muhuan, are now also a Martial God, a noble star in the Sky Dome, willingly being a sword, it simply insults the name of the Martial God!" Jiang Qi suddenly burst out laughing.

He laughed at how foolish, and how ridiculous Ruan Muhuan was.

A Martial God should be supreme, the most honorable life!

"Were it me, no matter how much someone has favored you, the moment you step into the Martial God Realm, you should sever him; a Martial God is a Deity, and how can a god entangle with mortals? That would only hinder your advancement to higher realms!" Jiang Qi spoke these words, not so much instigating, but seeming to come from a place of heartfelt disdain and hatred!

"Only the powerless would take severing worldly ties as an excuse, considering everything a hindrance in their climb to the peak," Ruan Muhuan responded coolly.

"You have just become a Martial God today, and the vast world, unlike the stars that radiate brightness, cannot dispel the all-encompassing darkness. Do you think by becoming a Martial God you truly transcend, capable of roaming the heavens and earth at will, and commanding your destiny?" Jiang Qi retorted angrily and discontentedly.

Ruan Muhuan too chuckled lightly. How could she not know what Jiang Qi was saying?

Yet, just like when she was still wandering through Jianghu, acting righteously every day, she lived joyously and freely. When the journey was harsh, drinking against wind and rain in an old temple, even that had its charm.

Today, she merely needed to eliminate this unrighteous and unvirtuous Martial God Jiang Qi. She needn’t worry about her path after becoming a Martial God; she didn’t obsess over reaching the Martial God Realm, even if this tribulation urgently demanded that she achieve it, it was only because this strife had to be resolved by her own sword.

Ruan Muhuan no longer exchanged pointless words with the ruthless, despicable Jiang Qi.

His cruelty was repulsive, and his deceit and cold-bloodedness were no different from the Demon Clan. As a Martial God who disturbed the peace of Wudou, he was unworthy of being a Rotating Martial God!

Qi Ming formed into swords, countless Qi Ming Blades emerged behind Ruan Muhuan in the sky. Bright red raindrops dripped onto the blades that resembled real sword edges, making the Sky Dome Sword Rain even more filled with a chilling slaughterous aura!

With the Jade Sword in her hand like the highest generals’ command, as she swung it, it was as if sending a signal to ten thousand armies. Instantly, countless swords from the Sky Dome pierced through the heavens down to the ground, pouring toward Martial God Jiang Qi, a storm of wind and rain, the wrath of the Sword God!

Endless icy blue Qi Ming surged from Ruan Muhuan’s Qi Acupoints in the Ocean, connecting lines of sharpness formed in the sky, stitching the surface of the earth with the clouds above.

The astonishing martial might of a Martial God left tens of millions in Wudou dumbstruck. They had never witnessed the true furor of a Martial God. Even Jiang Qi’s Qi Ming Thunder, which cleaved through the cloud layer, could not impart such a soul-shaking impact on them, let alone on those land-bound Martial Artists still struggling with weapons, physical bodies, and True Qi, tormenting their spirits, wondering how they could cultivate to invoke such a spectacle?

Martial God!

Sword threads wove through heaven and earth, and if such power were directed toward the masses in Wudou, even tens of millions of people wouldn’t survive. The truly fearsome Martial God crushed all worldly forces with a heavenly posture and a mere raise of his hand. In Wudou, how many Martial Artists could there be whose combined True Qi Barriers would likely fail to withstand such a deadly penetration?

In Wuting, all buildings above ground turned into dust.

Ruan Muhuan, in her mastery of power control, scattered her Qi Ming at a height parallel to the ground, sparing the innocents while demonstrating her supreme divine might to the world!

The fighting Martial Artists in the palace had to stop. Under such Heavenly Power, what difference did it make if they killed one more or one less? Whether they supported the rotating Martial God, Jiang Qi, or pledged allegiance to the newly risen Martial God, Ruan Muhuan, they all understood this was a battle of gods, and mortals had to retreat!

Jiang Qi stood amidst the vast sword rain, looking up without being able to see the Sky Dome, as what attacked him seemed a chunk of the Outer Heaven Continent composed of sword energy—dark, cold, suffocating!

Jiang Qi activated all the Qi Ming within him, using these yellow Qi Ming Thunders to form a colossal Holy Armor, majestic and formidable, in no way inferior to the prior grandeur of the Martial God Statue.

However, as the sword rain fell, this majestic armor began to crumble piece by piece, like a clay figure ultimately eroded by raindrops. At this moment, Jiang Qi’s Holy Armor defense was just like that, because the Sky Dome Sword Rain was not a single downpour, it was incessant, like the persistent storms of early summer...

Jiang Qi gradually shifted from standing to bowing.

Then from bowing to kneeling on the ground.

Eventually, even kneeling couldn’t withstand the pressure, and he had to support his body with both hands to avoid laying face down in utter disarray.

The sword rain on his body grew heavier and heavier, creating an overwhelming momentum. The sword rain, never ceasing, became denser and more vigorous. Ruan Muhuan, though recently ascended to Martial God, was a female knight with a strong, undoubting heart—when her Qi Ming merged into an Ocean, that ocean became vaster and deeper, her sword strikes bolder and more confident...

But Jiang Qi was filled with doubt, deeply trapped in the whirlpools of Martial Arts on the path of cultivation, only finding stability through others’ elucidation after accidentally killing the one who helped him ascend, as if unwilling to let others see his Martial Arts flaws or to know his disgraceful past before becoming a Martial God.

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So narrow-minded and petty, he became a Martial God who immediately stalled, only able to flatter those of higher divine status, hoping they would take him into a broader world, to find opportunities for advancement at a level not his own, oblivious that those of higher divine authority saw him as nothing but a servant...

It’s not to say Jiang Qi and Wu Hen hadn’t fought for a long time, draining a considerable amount of energy.

Even in his prime, facing the current Ruan Muhuan, the gap would gradually become apparent.

Jiang Qi indeed had reached the summit of Martial Artists, but as he stood at the peak and looked across his Martial Arts landscape, it was filled with numerous impassable blockages—these whirlpools and blockages were the stepping stones he had crushed in his lifetime. People he knew all too well, including his closest kin and loved ones, buried in his heart’s mountains and valleys, forming dead lakes that made it impossible for him to fully move on, further obstructing his Qi Sea connectivity!

His Qi Ming wasn’t as pure as Ruan Muhuan’s.

Nor was its flow as smooth as Ruan Muhuan’s.

Despite it being only a slight difference, when Martial God Qi Ming collided, this slight flaw led to defeat after defeat.

He also tried to grip the weapon in his hands and strike at Ruan Muhuan.

But he couldn’t even stand, let alone get close to Ruan Muhuan. There was a time when this woman was merely a subject in his martial court; she had to obey him, and whether she could ascend was for Jiang Qi to decide, even killing her was as easy as turning his hand.

Now, he could only support himself on his hands on the ground, barely keeping himself from lying prostrate, which was his last shred of dignity. He wanted to look up angrily at her but could only see her ice-cold feet standing in the Cold Rain; he couldn’t even see her face.

Pain, anger, and humiliation intertwined in his heart. Jiang Qi had never thought he would end up like this. His biggest regret was that, due to the covenant of Martial Gods, he hadn’t strangled Ruan Muhuan before her ascension. He always felt that this woman would pose a threat to him one day, but his arrogance always prevented him from acting personally.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!"

Finally, the sword rain pierced through Jiang Qi’s skin and into his back.

Blood flowed from the holes on Jiang Qi’s back, and his hands could no longer support him, his whole body collapsed onto the ground, and the next second, the unobstructed sky-wide sword rain penetrated his body bit by bit!

"The taste of Lingchi, savor it yourself!" Ruan Muhuan certainly hadn’t forgotten the cruel words Jiang Qi had said behind her back.

Ruan Muhuan also avoided all of Jiang Qi’s vital points, letting the sword rain stitch into every painful part of Jiang Qi’s body, making him fully aware of the whole process.

"Argghh!!!!!" The scream of the Rotating Martial God being executed by sword rain spread throughout Wudou; he lay on the ground, his armor utterly destroyed, his skin rotted, his flesh and bones pierced by hundreds of thousands of strikes by the Qi Ming Sword, rendering him unrecognizable!