I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 357

Chapter 357: Chapter 207: Slaying the Celestial, Breakthrough Divine Intent Realm
 

In Jiao Ming’s eyes, Xu Yan’s strength was unexpectedly formidable, but to claim he could kill him with three swings of his sword was undoubtedly the talk of a delusional fool.

He practiced a powerful Fist Technique from his faction.

Each blow was surrounded by starlight, like falling stars with a destructive force.

Even though he was only a beginner and his destructive power wasn’t strong, he had no issue dispelling this illusory scene.

In the Minor Celestial Realm, while Jiao Ming wasn’t considered strong, he wasn’t weak either.

This punch, filled with confidence from Jiao Ming, was enough to destroy the illusion. Following that, he would seize the opportunity to launch a powerful attack and suppress his opponent!

Huh!

A breeze brushed by. Jiao Ming startled, from where did this wind come?

How could it disregard his Punch’s force and touch him?

Suddenly, he felt a severe headache, his divine might wavered, his consciousness darkened, and his head spun.

The breeze wasn’t brushing against his body, but within his consciousness, touching his Divine Soul!

The gentle breeze, in an instant, became fiercely murderous, as if strangling his spiritual consciousness!

Puh!

Jiao Ming’s body shook, his punch faded, and he wobbled as if about to fall.

“Darn it!”

Jiao Ming was horrified, what Cultivation Technique was this, attacking directly at his Divine Body?

In the Minor Celestial Realm, at the stage of accumulating the Divine, although one possesses great divine might, the Divine Body is extremely illusory and frail.

Only by becoming a Divine Refinement Celestial could one be said to have successfully refined the Divine Soul.

It was said that only Divine Refinement Celestials could directly attack the spiritual consciousness.

By then, the Divine Soul could dwell within the body, naturally having such capabilities.

Yet, Xu Yan was not a Divine Refinement Celestial, so how could he possess the means to directly attack spiritual consciousness?

Jiao Ming had no time to ponder the reasons; he only felt his consciousness darkening, spirit wavering, as if being torn apart bit by bit.

Danger!

A life-and-death crisis!

Roar!

Suddenly, Jiao Ming roared, his aura erupted, and he desperately threw his fists, creating a powerful defensive force around him.

At the same time, he circulated his Divine accumulation technique, trying to stabilize his crumbling spiritual consciousness and freeing himself from the darkness of unconsciousness.

He moved to retreat.

Buzz!

Two sword arcs swept towards him, a severe crisis impending.

Puh!

His unleashed punch, all its starlight, was shattered bit by bit.

Jiao Ming sensed a fierce Sword Light, and with a fierce punch, tried to block this extremely dangerous attack.

However, at the very moment he threw his punch,

The originally fierce Sword Light, in an instant, turned into a continuous defense, then unexpectedly transformed into a fierce killing intent!

Puh!

As his defense shattered, Jiao Ming’s face blanched.

The intense pain in his head hadn’t subsided, his consciousness remained groggy, his reaction slowed. Jiao Ming, though a Martial Arts Celestial, was in such a hopeless situation but still managed a life-saving technique amidst the crisis.

Boom!

Suddenly, a ring of light erupted around Jiao Ming, enveloping him in a defensive shield.

This was his last desperate effort, activating the Divine accumulation technique, slightly regaining consciousness. He decisively burned a part of his power to release a defensive burst.

A defense without flaws nor dead angles allowed him a momentary evasion from this lethal strike!

Meanwhile, he couldn’t worry about the cost or even the damage to his foundation; even a slight hesitation could cost him his life.

Jiao Ming frantically circulated the Divine accumulation technique, trying to restore clarity to his consciousness, hoping to stabilize his crumbling spiritual consciousness.

Buzz!

In his consciousness, it seemed he saw a Sword Light.

Again, a gentle breeze emerged.

In that instant, Jiao Ming’s expression changed drastically. His just-stabilizing spiritual consciousness was abruptly torn apart by the strong wind.

His head became fuzzy, his consciousness chaotic, though his sliver of lucidity madly circulated the Divine accumulation technique, trying to consolidate his spiritual consciousness.

He wanted to flee, to evade all these crises.

But it was already too late.

When strong opponents clashed, victory or defeat was often decided in an instant.

He heard Xu Yan’s voice.

“The third sword stroke, will be your end!”

Buzz!

Mountains and rivers emerged, transforming into a thunderbolt, striking down like divine punishment!

Puh!

Xu Yan inwardly marveled, indeed worthy of a Martial Arts Celestial. Under the execution of his Sudden Wind Sword Intent, two strikes hadn’t completely annihilated his spiritual consciousness.

The third strike, the Thunder Sword descended!

Puh!

Jiao Ming’s body was split in two, the wound charred and continuously spreading. A small bag, like a toad’s, fell out.

Xu Yan extended his hand, and the Storage Bag was his.

Jiao Ming’s charred body then collapsed, disintegrating like ash.

At the site, faint spiritual consciousness fluctuations rustled.

In the breeze’s flutter, they dispersed into nothingness.

From appearing to disintegrating into ash, it took but a short moment.

From the moment Jiao Ming, haughty and dismissive, considered others as mere pigs or dogs, his fate was sealed.

Having slain a Martial Arts Celestial, Xu Yan remained calm and untroubled.

He didn’t even bother to find out the Martial Arts Celestial’s name or why he had come to the Ice Tower.

“My Sudden Wind Sword Intent is still not strong enough. I need to spend some time improving it, aiming for the next time to destroy a Minor Celestial’s Divine Body with a single strike.”