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Chapter 161: Ning Fengzhi's Regret.
2023-04-04 By Fu Hejun
After erasing the sword light, the golden halo's momentum remained unabated as it swept toward Ye Cheng.
Anyone hit by this halo would be forcibly immobilized for eight seconds. Although brief, in a clash between experts, eight seconds was a very long time. In a life-and-death struggle, eight seconds was more than enough time to accomplish many things.
Even though this skill couldn't weaken an opponent's defense, during those eight seconds, Neptune had multiple options. Whether it was retreating from the battlefield or launching an all-out attack, he would undoubtedly hold the absolute initiative. The skills taught by the Sea God were indeed quite practical.
However, seeing the illusory golden halo right before him, Ye Cheng didn't retreat. Instead, he advanced, charging straight toward it.
Just as the golden halo was about to envelop his body, he was suddenly engulfed in white light. He then split into nine, forming nine illusory figures and making it impossible to tell which was his true body, confusing his opponent.
Neptune, as expected, was unable to discern which of the nine phantoms was the real one. Seeing the nine figures scatter in all directions, he could only do his best to release more golden halos, opting to envelop all of them.
But locking onto one person versus locking onto nine required entirely different levels of mental effort, not to mention that these nine figures were incredibly fast.
In a flash, three of the nine figures were caught by the golden halos, but the other six dodged the encirclement. They charged at Neptune from various directions, rapidly closing the distance between them.
Seeing this, Neptune remained calm. He once again swung the Sea God Trident in his hand, unleashing the second form of the Golden Thirteen Halberds—Empty Eons!
He suddenly leaped into the air, manifesting countless golden lights. These were followed by a sky full of halberd phantoms, dazzling like clusters of golden clouds that directly enveloped the incoming figures. The aura of the attack was overwhelming, as if no one before or after could ever match it.
"Bang!!!"
Amidst a thunderous roar, the vast golden clouds burst open almost simultaneously, flowing over the six figures like quicksilver. Amid the violent boom, every part of the six figures was struck by the powerful attack and completely annihilated.
"Huh? They were all illusions?!"
Neptune was stunned.
A cold glint flashed before his eyes.
A white-robed figure appeared, the sharp light from his crystal sword seeming to be right in front of Neptune, threatening to pierce him through in the next instant.
"Golden Thirteen Halberds, Third Form, Gone Without Return."
But Neptune's reaction was extremely fast. His body spun around in an instant, and the Sea God Trident in his hand shot out, carrying an illusory golden light that seemed to tear through the void. Amidst the twisting, ethereal light, it met the sharp sword gleam head-on!
With a deafening explosion, the brilliant golden Sea God Trident collided with the white-gleaming Flying Rainbow Sword. Intense golden light illuminated the surrounding mountain range, as if the sun had fallen to the mortal realm.
The mountains trembled, and rocks tumbled down.
The entire mountain range seemed to be experiencing a massive earthquake.
As for the crowd of onlookers, aside from a small number of weaker individuals who were terrified, most watched the battle between two of the era's greatest experts with rapt attention. Many of them seemed to gain some enlightenment, comprehending something from their seemingly simple exchange.
In the shadows.
Bibi Dong couldn't help but grip the scepter in her hand. Unlike those with lesser strength, being at level 98 and nearly level 99 allowed her to perceive something more fundamental in their battle: the gap!
Both were level 99, but compared to Qian Daoliu, she felt that these two were outrageously strong.
She even felt that if she reached level 99 herself, she probably wouldn't be a match for either of them in a real fight. Unless she could obtain the Rakshasa God's divine artifact, she would have absolutely no chance of victory against them, even at the same level.
On the other side.
The group from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, also hidden in the shadows, was equally astounded by the battle.
"Sword Uncle, if I were to give you my full support, what would be the outcome if you fought one of them?" Ning Fengzhi suddenly asked.
Sword Douluo's expression was grave. He slowly shook his head and said, "This is an absolute gap in realm! It's not as simple as a disparity in soul power; it lies more in personal comprehension... The same Soul Skill, at the same level, can unleash completely different power depending on who wields it. This is the effect of one's realm."
"Let's not even mention that your amplification can't get me to level 99. Even if it could, at the same level, I doubt I could last a single move against either of them," Sword Douluo said, speaking the cruel truth.
"This world is becoming more and more incomprehensible. Experts are emerging one after another." Ning Fengzhi sighed. In the past, a Titled Douluo was already a top-tier expert. And the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with two Titled Douluo above level 95, was unquestionably worthy of its standing as one of the Upper Three Sects.
But now, facing experts whose casual moves could shake the very earth, who seemed to exist in a completely different realm from Titled Douluo, the title of the Upper Three Sects seemed somewhat undeserved.
If these experts intended to replace the Upper Three Sects, they would be powerless to resist. Because when strength reaches a certain level, one can truly disregard all rules and do as they please.
"If only I had realized the danger facing White Cloud City back then, perhaps I wouldn't be so troubled now." Looking at the ethereal, cloud-like figure in white, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh, an indescribable bitterness welling up in his heart.
If he had known that the woman with whom he'd had only a one-night affair would become pregnant and give birth to a genius with Twin Martial Souls, Ning Fengzhi would have brought her back to the sect no matter what. Even if the 'tigress' at home objected, he would have brought her back and worshipped her like a living Bodhisattva. He would have divorced his wife and made her the official matriarch in a heartbeat.
But now, it was too late for regrets.
He didn't have the ability to predict the future. He couldn't have known that this woman, who had seemed so ordinary among all the women he had been with, could give birth to such a peerless prodigy—a genius who could change the fate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
A Twin Martial Soul... one might not see another in hundreds, or even thousands, of years.
Moreover, this Twin Martial Soul genius had actually cultivated their clan's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul into the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, a thing that existed only in ancient legends!
Most importantly, this genius was his son. For Ning Fengzhi, who had spent his life seeking to break through his martial soul's shackles, this was nothing short of a gift from the heavens.
It was just a pity that this gift from the heavens now had no intention of returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. In fact, he seemed determined to have nothing to do with them for the rest of his life.
There was nothing Ning Fengzhi could do. After all, he couldn't force him to return to the sect and acknowledge his ancestors. He could only watch helplessly as the sect's only hope wandered the world. It was truly agonizing.
(end of chapter)
2023-04-04 By Fu Hejun
After erasing the sword light, the golden halo's momentum remained unabated as it swept toward Ye Cheng.
Anyone hit by this halo would be forcibly immobilized for eight seconds. Although brief, in a clash between experts, eight seconds was a very long time. In a life-and-death struggle, eight seconds was more than enough time to accomplish many things.
Even though this skill couldn't weaken an opponent's defense, during those eight seconds, Neptune had multiple options. Whether it was retreating from the battlefield or launching an all-out attack, he would undoubtedly hold the absolute initiative. The skills taught by the Sea God were indeed quite practical.
However, seeing the illusory golden halo right before him, Ye Cheng didn't retreat. Instead, he advanced, charging straight toward it.
Just as the golden halo was about to envelop his body, he was suddenly engulfed in white light. He then split into nine, forming nine illusory figures and making it impossible to tell which was his true body, confusing his opponent.
Neptune, as expected, was unable to discern which of the nine phantoms was the real one. Seeing the nine figures scatter in all directions, he could only do his best to release more golden halos, opting to envelop all of them.
But locking onto one person versus locking onto nine required entirely different levels of mental effort, not to mention that these nine figures were incredibly fast.
In a flash, three of the nine figures were caught by the golden halos, but the other six dodged the encirclement. They charged at Neptune from various directions, rapidly closing the distance between them.
Seeing this, Neptune remained calm. He once again swung the Sea God Trident in his hand, unleashing the second form of the Golden Thirteen Halberds—Empty Eons!
He suddenly leaped into the air, manifesting countless golden lights. These were followed by a sky full of halberd phantoms, dazzling like clusters of golden clouds that directly enveloped the incoming figures. The aura of the attack was overwhelming, as if no one before or after could ever match it.
"Bang!!!"
Amidst a thunderous roar, the vast golden clouds burst open almost simultaneously, flowing over the six figures like quicksilver. Amid the violent boom, every part of the six figures was struck by the powerful attack and completely annihilated.
"Huh? They were all illusions?!"
Neptune was stunned.
A cold glint flashed before his eyes.
A white-robed figure appeared, the sharp light from his crystal sword seeming to be right in front of Neptune, threatening to pierce him through in the next instant.
"Golden Thirteen Halberds, Third Form, Gone Without Return."
But Neptune's reaction was extremely fast. His body spun around in an instant, and the Sea God Trident in his hand shot out, carrying an illusory golden light that seemed to tear through the void. Amidst the twisting, ethereal light, it met the sharp sword gleam head-on!
With a deafening explosion, the brilliant golden Sea God Trident collided with the white-gleaming Flying Rainbow Sword. Intense golden light illuminated the surrounding mountain range, as if the sun had fallen to the mortal realm.
The mountains trembled, and rocks tumbled down.
The entire mountain range seemed to be experiencing a massive earthquake.
As for the crowd of onlookers, aside from a small number of weaker individuals who were terrified, most watched the battle between two of the era's greatest experts with rapt attention. Many of them seemed to gain some enlightenment, comprehending something from their seemingly simple exchange.
In the shadows.
Bibi Dong couldn't help but grip the scepter in her hand. Unlike those with lesser strength, being at level 98 and nearly level 99 allowed her to perceive something more fundamental in their battle: the gap!
Both were level 99, but compared to Qian Daoliu, she felt that these two were outrageously strong.
She even felt that if she reached level 99 herself, she probably wouldn't be a match for either of them in a real fight. Unless she could obtain the Rakshasa God's divine artifact, she would have absolutely no chance of victory against them, even at the same level.
On the other side.
The group from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, also hidden in the shadows, was equally astounded by the battle.
"Sword Uncle, if I were to give you my full support, what would be the outcome if you fought one of them?" Ning Fengzhi suddenly asked.
Sword Douluo's expression was grave. He slowly shook his head and said, "This is an absolute gap in realm! It's not as simple as a disparity in soul power; it lies more in personal comprehension... The same Soul Skill, at the same level, can unleash completely different power depending on who wields it. This is the effect of one's realm."
"Let's not even mention that your amplification can't get me to level 99. Even if it could, at the same level, I doubt I could last a single move against either of them," Sword Douluo said, speaking the cruel truth.
"This world is becoming more and more incomprehensible. Experts are emerging one after another." Ning Fengzhi sighed. In the past, a Titled Douluo was already a top-tier expert. And the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with two Titled Douluo above level 95, was unquestionably worthy of its standing as one of the Upper Three Sects.
But now, facing experts whose casual moves could shake the very earth, who seemed to exist in a completely different realm from Titled Douluo, the title of the Upper Three Sects seemed somewhat undeserved.
If these experts intended to replace the Upper Three Sects, they would be powerless to resist. Because when strength reaches a certain level, one can truly disregard all rules and do as they please.
"If only I had realized the danger facing White Cloud City back then, perhaps I wouldn't be so troubled now." Looking at the ethereal, cloud-like figure in white, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh, an indescribable bitterness welling up in his heart.
If he had known that the woman with whom he'd had only a one-night affair would become pregnant and give birth to a genius with Twin Martial Souls, Ning Fengzhi would have brought her back to the sect no matter what. Even if the 'tigress' at home objected, he would have brought her back and worshipped her like a living Bodhisattva. He would have divorced his wife and made her the official matriarch in a heartbeat.
But now, it was too late for regrets.
He didn't have the ability to predict the future. He couldn't have known that this woman, who had seemed so ordinary among all the women he had been with, could give birth to such a peerless prodigy—a genius who could change the fate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
A Twin Martial Soul... one might not see another in hundreds, or even thousands, of years.
Moreover, this Twin Martial Soul genius had actually cultivated their clan's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul into the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, a thing that existed only in ancient legends!
Most importantly, this genius was his son. For Ning Fengzhi, who had spent his life seeking to break through his martial soul's shackles, this was nothing short of a gift from the heavens.
It was just a pity that this gift from the heavens now had no intention of returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. In fact, he seemed determined to have nothing to do with them for the rest of his life.
There was nothing Ning Fengzhi could do. After all, he couldn't force him to return to the sect and acknowledge his ancestors. He could only watch helplessly as the sect's only hope wandered the world. It was truly agonizing.
(end of chapter)
