Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Chapter 785 Jiang Ning makes a move, Li Sixiang dies!
Zhuge Manor.

As Wang Wenzong's thin body became fuller and stronger.

Muscles bulged, full of power.

His full head of silver hair gradually turned black.

An extremely powerful aura began to permeate the air.

Seeing this scene, everyone was filled with fear.

Like an ordinary beast seeing the king of the forest, that fear erupted from the bottom of its heart and spread throughout its body.

At this moment, Jing Wuming was also filled with solemnity.

"So, you were holding back before!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his long sword, hung the wine jug at his waist, and turned to leave.

At that moment, everyone in the audience was stunned; none of them had expected this.

With a major battle about to erupt, Jing Wuming suddenly turned to leave.

"Tell your sect leader that I owe him a favor, and I'll repay it next time!" Jing Wuming said to Li Sixiang with a carefree expression.

At that moment, the entire venue fell silent.

Jing Wuming had only taken two steps.

call--

The previously gloomy but calm sky suddenly became turbulent, and the light of day dimmed.

Sensing the unusual movement of heaven and earth, Jing Wuming immediately stopped in his tracks.

Then, the woman in the purple veil in the corner opened her hand, and an ice crystal fell into her palm.

"They're here!!" she murmured.

Then, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the world turned into a vast expanse of white.

Then, a strong wind surged, carrying thousands of snowflakes that poured down like a waterfall, instantly enveloping the entire Wolonggang.

The wind and snow were so fierce that in an instant, it was impossible to see a person ten steps away. The snow in the courtyard was piling up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the temperature dropped sharply, as if even the air was about to freeze.

"They're here!" Wang Wenzong murmured softly, gripping the spear in his hand even tighter.

At this moment, he is completely different from before.

It is the demeanor of middle age.

Around forty.

His veins bulged all over his body, his muscles bulged like a dragon, and his aura was so powerful that the wind and snow could not get within ten steps of him.

the other side.

In a secluded corner where no one was watching, Shen Wenyuan brought two people to a corner of the villa courtyard.

Seeing this, his expression became extremely solemn.

Then, a tall figure appeared in the snow through the wind and snow.

He walked slowly, but with each step he took, the surrounding wind and snow seemed to freeze and give way, as if nature itself had cleared a path for him.

The newcomer was dressed in a plain white robe, almost blending into the wind and snow. His only distinguishing feature was his black hair, which was tied up with a jade hairpin. His eyebrows and eyes were handsome and refined, but his gaze was indifferent as ice, as if he regarded all things as straw dogs.

This person is none other than Ji Mingzhou, the sect leader of the Immortal Crossing Sect and the leader of the Heavenly Alliance.

“Brother Jing,” Ji Mingzhou stopped in the courtyard, the wind and snow swirling around him. His voice was not loud, but it clearly pierced through the wind and snow, reaching everyone’s ears, “Now that you’ve made your move, why rush to leave? There’s no need to save this favor for next time; let’s repay it this time!”

Jing Wuming stopped and took a sip of wine from the flask.

"Does the Alliance Leader intend to join forces with me to fight Wang Wenzong? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed if word gets out?"

Ji Mingzhou said indifferently, "It doesn't matter, it's just a little stigma! I don't care! Besides, the title of Jiujiang Dragon King Wenzong alone is enough for the two of us to join forces."

“Since you don’t care about saving face, then I’ll accept this favor! It will save me from having to repay this debt of gratitude!” Jing Wuming hung the wine pot up again and then picked up the short blade in his hand.

At this time.

Wang Wenzong's expression became very solemn.

The wind and snow could not get within ten steps of him.

But he could sense that Ji Mingzhou was at the center of the snowstorm, and also at the center of this world.

Such a strange phenomenon of heavy snowfall is not a change in the heavens, but rather a result of human intervention.

Human effort can influence natural changes, achieving harmony between humanity and nature.

At this moment, the land shrouded in wind and snow is entirely Ji Mingzhou's world.

He immediately realized that what was holding him back was his overly powerful physique, which prevented him from achieving a balance of essence, energy, and spirit and entering the Primordial Chaos Realm.

What trapped Ji Mingzhou was his overly strong spirit.

The spirit is strong, but the essence and vital energy are weak.

Then they would also be unable to enter the first-grade Hunyuan realm.

He held the middle of the spear and slowly rotated the spearhead in his hand.

chant—

A deep dragon's roar seemed to burst forth from his body, or perhaps from the spear itself.

Just then.

Ji Mingzhou moved.

In an instant.

He then disappeared from everyone's sight.

When he reappeared.

They were already more than ten feet away from Wang Wenzong.

He pointed forward with his finger.

His fingers looked like ice sculptures and jade carvings, with wind and snow swirling around him.

The eye of the storm was not his body, but his outstretched finger.

This moment.

Not only the gathering of wind and snow, but everyone's eyes were involuntarily drawn to his fingers.

Chant!
Suddenly, a dragon's roar resounded.

Wang Wenzong raised his hand and thrust out his spear, which resembled a dragon emerging from the sea.

Just as everyone narrowed their eyes, bracing for a shocking collision.

But when his fingers touched the tip of the gun, Wang Wenzong retreated abruptly as if he had been touched by a snake or scorpion.

"Lord Shen, today's transaction is hereby cancelled!" Wang Wenzong left these words and quickly retreated.

In a few flashes, he disappeared from the manor and from everyone's sight.

Upon seeing this, a look of astonishment appeared on Ji Mingzhou's calm face.

Jing Wuming chuckled and said, "Old age brings wisdom, that's for sure!"

Then, he looked at Ji Mingzhou.

"So, does this mean I've repaid this favor?"

Ji Mingzhou nodded slightly: "Fine!"

Then he looked at Jiang Ning, and then at Shen Wenyuan.

“My lords, Wang Wenzong has abandoned you. Now, only the two of you remain at Zhuge Manor.”

Ji Mingzhou's voice echoed in the wind and snow, every word clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Surrounded by wind and snow, Shen Wenyuan's face was ashen, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

He did not expect that Wang Wenzong would choose to retreat at the crucial moment, and that he would not even actually withstand a single move.

Such mockery fueled his anger.

But at the same time, deep down I felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

With Wang Wenzong gone, how could anyone present possibly defeat Ji Mingzhou?

He also understood that Wang Wenzong's retreat was not a deliberate act of mockery, but rather that the brief exchange had revealed a certain threat to Wang Wenzong.

A threat that made him retreat!

From this, he also understood that Ji Mingzhou's strength might be even greater than what was widely known.

Although it is not of the highest rank, under such circumstances, it may not be substantially different from the highest rank.

"Zhuge Qingsong!" Ji Mingzhou no longer looked at Shen Wenyuan, but instead focused his gaze on Zhuge Qingsong: "Do you really want to be the sinner of the entire Zhuge family? Now the life or death of the entire Zhuge family is in your hands! As for those sparks you released, after today, I will only order their extermination!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Qingsong's face turned ashen, he gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists tightly.

He had no doubt about the truthfulness of Ji Mingzhou's words.

This is because he is the leader of the Duxian Sect, the leader of the Yingtian Alliance, and the one who forced the Dragon King of Jiujiang, Wenzong, to retreat with a single move.

Just then.

Jiang Ning sighed inwardly.

He had originally thought that Wang Wenzong was so powerful that he wouldn't need to take action today.

But now he understands that ultimately it will be his turn to take action to resolve this predicament.

Immediately, he took a step forward.

rustle--

The sound of his feet crunching through the snow, though faint, suddenly caught Ji Mingzhou's attention.

Ji Mingzhou's gaze then fell on him.

"Lord Jiang, are you planning to take action?" he asked calmly.

"As the Inspector of Zeshan Prefecture, I have come here to quell the chaos!" Jiang Ning said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

All eyes were on that tall but somewhat thin figure, their expressions complex.

There was astonishment, confusion, and disdain.
Just then, a soft cough broke the silence.

Ji Mingzhou looked at Jiang Ning, his eyes flickering slightly. "The Marquis of Dongling's spirit is truly admirable, worthy of being the martial arts champion, possessing an aura that can swallow mountains and rivers. But in your current state, how can you possibly fight me?"

Just then.

Li Sixiang suddenly stepped forward.

"Alliance Leader, he is a rising star, not yet worthy of your personal attention."

Upon hearing this, Ji Mingzhou looked at Jiang Ning, then at Li Sixiang.

He nodded immediately.

"Alright!"

Having received Ji Mingzhou's nod, Li Sixiang said no more.

He suddenly moved.

boom--

The wind and snow exploded.

Suddenly, darkness enveloped the surroundings, and the world seemed to return to chaos.

He thrust out a single palm, as if the elements of earth, wind, water, and fire were being reenacted within it.

In an instant.

Jiang Ning felt as if the world around him was sealed off.

Faced with Li Sixiang's palm strike, he had nowhere to dodge or hide.

Immediately.

He stood still, thrusting out a single palm, choosing to confront Li Sixiang head-on.

Faced with this scene, Li Sixiang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Instead of showing the slightest sign of retreat or fear, his momentum grew even stronger, and his speed suddenly increased by three points.

In his eyes, if Jiang Ning didn't back down, he had even less reason to back down.

Boom!!
A loud bang resounded.

An invisible wave of air then spread out.

The shockwave spread out in a circle, and wherever it passed, the accumulated snow was blasted into dust again.

At this moment, Jiang Ning remained motionless, while Li Sixiang was blasted away as if struck by a heavy blow.

The pupils bulged out, as if shattered like ice crystals.

Upon seeing this, Ji Mingzhou's expression changed, and he suddenly stepped forward.

In a flash, he appeared behind Li Sixiang, who had been thrown into the air.

Then he raised his right hand, and his expression changed again.

He retreated straight back several feet before finally dissipating the impact.

At this moment, he could feel that Li Sixiang's entire body was broken inch by inch, with not a single part intact.

At the same time, two extreme forces were fighting within Li Sixiang's body.

"Sect Master, save me!" Li Sixiang cried out with all his might.

As he spoke, blood gushed from his mouth.

The mouth is open, but not a single tooth can be seen.

next moment.

Ji Mingzhou immediately channeled his own true essence into Li Sixiang's body, intending to quell the surge of foreign energy within him.

But as his power entered his body, it seemed to become the fuse that ignited the explosion of two different kinds of energy.

In just a moment.

Within Li Sixiang's body, it was as if thunder and fire were igniting.

Boom—

With a deafening roar, Li Sixiang's entire body instantly transformed into a cloud of blood mist that dissipated into the air.

“Even now, there are still people who dare to look down on me!” Jiang Ning said calmly.

At this moment, Ji Mingzhou stared blankly at the warmth in his hand.

He realized that Li Sixiang might not be a match for Jiang Ning.

But he never expected that Li Sixiang would die at his hands.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Then, anger rose in Ji Mingzhou's eyes, turning into a raging fire.

He suddenly looked at Jiang Ning, his tone icy and filled with murderous intent.

"Originally, I only intended to target Zhuge Manor. But... you deserve to die!!"

As his voice faded.

The already raging blizzard became even more violent.

A fierce wind swept through the blizzard, as if the heavens were enraged.

Everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly.

The biting wind cut across their faces and into their eyes like knives.

Faced with this scene.

A thought flickered in Jiang Ning's mind.

"It's a good opportunity to test the effects of the Heartfire. Using forbidden techniques to fight desperately should be justifiable." The thought flashed through his mind.

He no longer hesitated.

Then, he focused his mind on the ethereal, flickering flame in his chest.

boom--

In an instant, he saw endless crimson flames erupt from his heart.

In an instant, it spread to every part of the body, to every inch of flesh and every pore.

Endless crimson flames filled his entire body.

Everything I see and feel is like this.

Now, this flame permeates every part of the body, from the limbs to the internal organs.

It permeates every corner, spreads in every drop of blood, and in every hair.

His entire body was ignited, instantly releasing an incredible power.

Feeling the power of this force, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

He hadn't experienced this mysterious feeling in a long time.

He felt that this moment was unlike any other.

He's in incredibly good shape right now.

In an instant, he was surrounded by crimson flames, and flames could be seen dancing in his hanging hair.

At that moment, his pupils transformed into two fireballs, burning fiercely.

It seemed as if flames were erupting from his eye sockets.

His entire body was ablaze.

An extremely powerful aura burst forth from his body.

That was the invisible pressure from the powerful.

The originally raging wind and snow became gentle as they approached.

He knew that this power came from the fire of his heart, from the burning of his life.

This is a forbidden technique, costing one's life.

Although he could afford it, he didn't want to waste his time here.

Because with every breath that passes, his life is being burned away.

This moment.

Upon seeing Jiangning engulfed in crimson flames, Ji Mingzhou's pupils dilated in shock.

Forbidden Technique!!

He uttered two words.

The anger rising in his heart was suppressed by fear at this moment.

"He's going to fight to the death!!" Jing Wuming thought to himself as he saw this.

A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes at that moment.

If he joins forces with Jing Wuming to deal with Jiang Ning, he can use this opportunity to completely repay the favor he once owed Ji Mingzhou.

Retreat would mean temporarily leaving this place of trouble and handing it over to Jiang Ning and Ji Mingzhou, as he still owed Ji Mingzhou a favor.

Just as he was hesitating...

Ji Mingzhou, however, moved.

In an instant, he disappeared from everyone's sight, vanished into the surrounding wind and snow.

When he reappeared.

He was already a zhang away from Jiang Ning, his finger pointing in Jiang Ning's direction, replicating the move he had just used against Wang Wenzong.

At this moment, his fingers looked like ice sculptures and jade carvings, with wind and snow swirling around him.

Everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to his fingers.

In front of his finger, Jiang Ning was bathed in crimson flames.

The strands of hair danced, and crimson flames flickered within them.

"You've come at the perfect time!" Jiang Ning's voice rang out.

Then he threw a punch!

(End of this chapter)