The left hand raised to form a seal.

Surging spiritual power gathered, mountains shattered and reformed, becoming a grand, ancient, and heavy seal, with a Black Tortoise sitting on top, exuding an aura of suppressing all.

True Martial Seal.

Divided into the True Dragon Seal and Black Tortoise Seal, two Dharma Methods.

Ning Qi was currently using the Black Tortoise Seal.

Boom!

The Black Tortoise Seal moved to suppress the vast moonlight, locking the entire void, regardless of its uncertainty, suppressing it all together!

The moonlight was like a Heavenly Blade, attempting to slice through the Ancient Mountain Seal.

But it only left deep marks behind, while the moonlight shattered under the suppression of the Ancient Seal, its dreamlike aura dissipating like foam. The Ancient Seal continued its relentless suppression toward Martial Saint Ziyue.

The pupils of Martial Saint Ziyue contracted, knowing despite the hatred in her heart, that this opponent was somewhat terrifying.

Clearly just a Fourth Realm Martial Saint, but with spiritual power so magnificent it was unbelievable, with profound foundations unseen for ages.

Having reincarnated through so many eras, yet never hearing of this person's name.

She found it somewhat incredible.

"Who exactly are you, and what grudge have you against me!" Martial Saint Ziyue felt she might be caught in a setup.

The purple ribbon in her hand snapped straight, transforming into a Divine Sword, sword lights tearing through the heavens, shattering the Ancient Seal to pieces. Yet even so, she was blown a thousand zhang away, her breath somewhat ragged.

Who was superior was clear at a glance.

Ning Qi was even more composed in his heart.

After a brief exchange, he had mostly figured out her foundation; if this was all she had, she wouldn't be his match.

He did not speak.

But glanced at the sword embryo in the sky. After infusing Red Sun Martial Saint's flesh and blood, the sword embryo's origin was clearly more substantial. The flesh and blood of a Fourth Realm Martial Saint was no simple matter, and he was somewhat expectant.

Meanwhile, Martial Saint Ziyue's pupils shrank sharply, shouting harshly:

"You anticipated this sword embryo's birth long ago, deliberately luring my brother Red Sun here to nourish the sword embryo with our flesh and blood, creating a Demon Sword! With such malicious intent, aren't you afraid of Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint's pursuit, or being hunted by all the saints!"

Any discerning person could see that Martial Saint Ziyue was somewhat blustering to cover up her fear.

She even brought up Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint.

Ning Qi chuckled quietly.

You really do have an imagination.

"It was you who came looking for revenge, yet now you claim I led you here, how interesting." Ning Qi's gaze locked onto Martial Saint Ziyue, making her shiver, "But you did remind me, a Fifth Realm Martial Saint's flesh and blood should make this sword embryo go one step further."

Upon hearing this.

Martial Saint Thunderstorm and the other two felt parched, Martial Saint Ziyue's previous guess had already made them anxious, and now with Ning Qi speaking, they only wanted to leave this troublesome place immediately.

But they dared not.

They could only continue watching with forced composure.

Martial Saint Ziyue's pupils shrank again, her heart alarmed, as she saw Ning Qi disappear from afar.

"What are you looking at?" A faint voice sounded behind her.

A domineering punch tearing through the void was already coming.

Martial Saint Ziyue's heart pounded, the ribbon instantly expanded, layer upon layer wrapping around herself, but only partially deflecting the punch's power. With a bang, her waist was broken, continuously coughing blood.

She wanted to counterattack.

But two dragon roars sounded in succession.

Water and Fire Two Dragons formed a trapping sky, locking her firmly. This was a move Ning Qi had comprehended with the Yu King Pearl and Great Sun Compass before reaching Martial Saint Realm, capable of joining water and fire. Now that Ning Qi had reached the Martial Saint Realm and refined Water Fire Two Qi, it was incomparable to before.

Martial Saint Ziyue was horrified, manifesting her signature Ziyue, frenziedly slicing with moonlight, but all was melted by water and fire. She gritted her teeth, channeling Ziyue to suppress, only managing to melt part of the dragon's body, escaping was no easy feat.

But Ning Qi evidently wouldn't let this opportunity slip easily.

One move after another.

Martial Saint Ziyue had already fallen into his trap.

The onlookers' hearts raced in shock, seemingly taking long, but in truth, the two exchanged blows swiftly.

Ning Qi's eyes glowed with golden light, cold and indifferent, he pointed a finger, and an amazingly breathtaking Sword Qi appeared out of thin air. This was the Innate Divine Sword Qi, and after stepping into the Martial Saint Realm, its sharpness exceeded before, slashing through, tearing a space crack several zhang wide along its path.

If placed before the world changed, it would probably be ten times wider.

The scene was quite terrifying.

The several Martial Saints were jittery with fear.

This Sword Qi concealed itself within the space crack, impossible to lock onto, moving with extreme speed.

Martial Saint Ziyue, striving to break free from the two dragons' shackles, stared wide-eyed, then her pupils suddenly widened.

She slowly lowered her head.

Her heart had somehow been pierced by the Sword Qi, its terrifying sharpness shattering her vitality.

"You... you... who are you really..."

But before she finished speaking.

The Sword Qi had already torn her to pieces, transforming into a rain of blood.

Boom!

Another Martial Saint fell, the world roared.

A dignified Fifth Realm Martial Saint was similarly subdued by Ning Qi, without much effort.

Martial Saint Thunderstorm and the other two were dumbstruck, everything before their eyes seemed dreamlike, since when could a Fourth Realm Martial Saint so easily slay a Fifth Realm Martial Saint, could it be they awakened in the wrong era?

To reach Fourth Realm Martial Saint or Fifth Realm Martial Saint, how far could innate talent and brilliance differ, most of their competition relied on foundation.

In the past.

At most, a Fourth Realm Martial Saint could compete with a Fifth Realm Martial Saint relying on various means, barely undefeated, which was already an exceptional prodigy.

Everything before their eyes overturned their understanding.

In the distant.

A shabby Taoist was rushing desperately, Taoist Baishan hurried over after dealing with the opportunities at True Profound Sect, trembling at the sound of Martial Saint falling echoes.

"Ning Qi kid... no way? With how monstrous he is, he can't be so unlucky."

He had an ominous premonition in his heart, perhaps a new Martial Saint of True Martial Mountain had been killed.

Taoist Baishan hastened even more.

The Fifth Realm Martial Saint aura unmistakable, Five Elements Qi flowing around his body, extremely fast.

Soon.

True Martial Mountain was in sight.

He immediately saw Martial Saint White Cloud, Martial Saint Heize, and Martial Saint Thunderstorm 'observing' from afar, eyes narrowing, rushing toward True Martial Mountain without concealing his aura. He thought True Martial Mountain was under siege, given the treasure light there exceeded even the opportunities at his True Profound Mountain.

Martial Saint Thunderstorm and the other two felt a chill, another Fifth Realm Martial Saint arriving, making them want to flee the scene immediately.

But soon.

Taoist Baishan froze.

He was just in time to see Ning Qi had already begun to disappear with Martial Saint Ziyue's blood rain nourishing the sword embryo.

White Cloud Martial Saint's mouth twitched slightly.

"Huh?"

The abounding power within that Spirit Blood shocked him somewhat; if he hadn't sensed it, he wouldn't believe a new Martial Saint from True Martial Mountain could be this monstrous.

He felt a bit of ominous premonition in his heart.

After a moment.

Taoist Baishan chuckled bitterly:

"So you're truly a monster!"

He couldn't believe he had rushed over in haste, thinking something had happened, only to now find that it wasn't Ning Qi being overpowered, but the other way around.

As he finished speaking.

Taoist Baishan froze in place, seeing Ning Qi guiding the blood rain of Martial Saint Ziyue to nourish the sword embryo.

The boundless power in that Spirit Blood unsettled him to some extent, and if he hadn't sensed it himself, he wouldn't have believed it.

After a moment.

He let out a wry laugh:

"Ning Qi, you truly are a monstrous being!"

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