NovelEnglishIt was known by everyone that blue spirit roots
could absorb the spirit energy in the world
automatically. Even more so, a cultivator did not
need to intentionally cultivate and only required
time to reach the frightening scale of a Yin Yang
True Lord!
On the other hand, green spirit roots had higher
understanding abilities and martial gifts, and they
had a slightly higher chance of understanding the
Paragon Skill. It was only like that…
In reality, there was almost a twisted obsession
with cultivators’ spirit roots on this mainland. No
one knew that spirit roots were only an aid for
martial cultivation, and one could still become an
unrivaled powerful figure even without a spirit
root.
Just like Blood Moon Sect’s Holy Lord who was
born thousands of years ago.
It was said that there was no spirit root in the
body of Blood Moon Sect’s Holy Lord, but
despite so, he once killed the only powerful figure
with an indigo spirit root on this mainland.
Although there were also rumors that the Blood
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMoon Holy Lord had a violet spirit root, there
was already no way of proving the authenticity of
the rumors.
“Ye Qingtang, since you’re here today, you shall
be buried here, and this will make it easier for me
to account to the sect. How about that?” Ning
Luo smiled.
Ye Qingtang’s skills were not bad, but Ning Luo
was confident that he could kill her.
“If you have the ability to,” Ye Qingtang said and
curled her finger towards her at Ning Luo.
“Come and try.”
Ning Luo’s smile froze on his face when he saw
our Ye Qingtang completely belittle him.
As a Yunxiao Sect inner sect disciple at Martial
Qi Level Three, he was, however, looked down
upon by a Xuanling Sect inner sect disciple
today?!
“Do you really want to die?!” Ning Luo paused
between his words as the murderous expression in
his eyes intensified.
“That’s why I told you to come and give it a try.”
Ye Qingtang sneered.
As Ye Qingtang spoke, Ning Luo had vanished
from where he was standing at instantly.
In almost the blink of an eye, Ning Luo was
already beside Ye Qingtang and rammed a palm
towards Ye Qingtang without saying a word.
The intense aura of Martial Qi Level Three
escalated to the maximum in an instant.
There was a cloud of dust as wild gusts of wind
were stirred up, and crushed rocks on the ground
floated in midair.
Facing Ning Luo, a powerful opponent at Martial
Qi Level Three, Ye Qingtang brushed the
belittling thoughts away and fought seriously.
“Die!”
Ning Luo shouted sternly and hit Ye Qingtang’s
crown with his palm that was filled with a
destructive force.
Ye Qingtang’s expression was cold when she
noticed it, and she lifted an arm to block it.
Boom!
A loud sound rang. The edges of their clothes
danced in the air as both retreated a few steps.
Shock emerged in Ning Luo’s eyes immediately
as he looked at Ye Qingtang strangely.
As someone at Martial Qi Level Three, he could
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmeasily crush an ordinary Third Heaven of Martial
Qi Level Two, but Ye Qingtang was extremely
strange. The skills that she displayed were not
those of an ordinary Third Heaven of Martial Qi
Level Two.
Swoosh!
In not a while, Ning Luo returned to his senses,
and Ye Qingtang’s Demonic Blood Sword had
already landed.
Ye Qingtang’s swordplay technique was
unconventional and had unexpected winning
moves. Moreover, the sword in her hand was
extremely sturdy, and the demonic air around it
was frightening. Ning Luo did not dare to fight
head-on and could only dodge the blade for the
moment as he retreated a few steps successively.
However, Ye Qingtang refused to yield an inch
and advanced on him tightly. She slashed the air
with her sword, and the demonic air invaded the
air within a radius of several miles. The
surrounding trees were chopped by the invisible
sword aura as sawdust drifted in the sky.
At that very moment, Zhu Changge, Qin Huan,
and the other Xuanling Sect disciples were
completely dumbfounded as they watched Ye
Qingtang.
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