Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents Chapter 33

33 Chapter Thirty-Three: Bloody Battle with the Great Grandmaster
Translator: 549690339
Xuanming Master appeared, completely becoming the focal point.

A great grandmaster, truly standing at the peak of the martial arts. Who could see him on ordinary days? Today, however, he appears right in front of everyone, but it's a pity that he is a big demon head.

He even threatened to wash Zhen Wu Sect in blood.

Who wouldn't be afraid!

Even Lu Yuan's expression was solemn, and his face didn't look good.

Jiang Ming just stood quietly, also sensing the change in the opponent's aura, analyzing what the so-called Ice Essence really was about.

With his powerful spirit and hundredfold comprehension, he had some vague insights.

“Heaven and Earth Dao Resonance? It's more than that!”

Jiang Ming pondered in silence.

To be able to provoke the cold qi, it has already transcended ordinary cultivation techniques and defies logic.

“If I engage in a battle and experience it firsthand, I'll be able to see the essence of the realm!”

Jiang Ming eager to try but not in a hurry.

This guy jumped out, he would never stop.

As for Situ Ming and Chong Erliang's appearance, he was not surprised, because he had already sensed them. After they reported their identity, it suddenly dawned on him.

Back in Black Wind Village, he killed the demonic sect elder Tan Feng and the vice sect leader of the Divine Fist Sect, Quan Wuer, and got the message: to besiege Chong Erliang using Shaoyang Scripture as a lead-in.

It was obvious that the Xiao Family was either connected with the Sun and Moon Devil Sect or collaborated with Quan Wuer.

Quan Wuer, Tan Feng, Situ Ming, even if Xiao Family wasn't counted, there was still an eighty to ninety percent certainty of besieging Chong Erliang.

“Am I considered his life-saving benefactor?” Jiang Ming looked at Chong Erliang with a strange thought in his heart.

He became even more certain that there was more than one person from the Demon Sect present.

“There is another terrifying existence that even Xuanming Master hasn't sensed, interesting!” Jiang Ming was not afraid in the slightest.

He had gained a lot from this great battle, and although he wanted to settle down and ponder, seeing the Great Grandmaster made him excited.

Realm, realm, only by truly experiencing it and having a primer could he be confident in comprehending one in a short period.

Chong Erliang couldn't help but say, “Am I being forced to participate in the battle?”

“Meeting is fate, fate arises and ceases, fate is born and dies, all are fate.” Situ Ming had already walked over, “I'm just passing by, but since we've met, I'll witness life and death. Anyway, there's a lot of grudges between our two sects. If you die here, one day, I'll personally go to the Divine Fist Sect to deliver your disciples so they can accompany you underground.”

“Old man, you really think you've got me figured out.” Chong Erliang sneered, straightened his body, shaking off his large cloak, and strode towards the other party, “All you people of the Demon Sect, regardless of whether you are demon brats or old demon heads, you all deserve to die.”

“Kill Fist, die!”

Jumping into the mid-air, Chong Erliang threw a punch that created a storm-like sound, as if piercing through the void and hitting the opponent's head directly.

This was an extremely pure power, far stronger than Quan Wuer's.

Situ Ming sneered, flipping his palms, and actively countered.

The two began to battle each other.

On the other side.

“You really won't give it to me?” Xuanming Master showed a dangerous glint.

“I'd like to try the methods of a great grandmaster to see if he can really kill me!” Jiang Ming casually threw it, along with the Shaoyin Scripture, towards Lu Yuan, “Brother Lu, hold onto this for me first!”

On that side, except for Lu Yuan, there were also Chang Qing and members of the Heavenly Martial Army, as well as several black-clothed women.

The black-clothed people were all in the Innate Realm, and among them was a grandmaster whose strength was not much weaker than Lu Yuan's.

Together, even in the face of Xuanming Master, they could resist for a while.

“Brother Jiang, you're harming me!” Lu Yuan cried bitterly, “This thing is a hot potato; if I'm not careful, my head will be taken off.”

“If it's really taken off, I'll avenge you!” Jiang Ming replied, releasing his overwhelming aura without concealing it.

It was even more powerful than before.

Facing the Great Grandmaster, he had to fight with all his strength.

Otherwise, if killed, there would not even be a chance to regret.

At the same time, he also drew his long sword once again, as for the Black Saber? He chose not to use it.

“A newborn calf isn't afraid of a tiger. What courage!” The Xuanming Master didn't bother to say anything more. He raised his hand, a palm strike carrying a turbulent force, accompanied by a thick chill. At the same time, he yelled, “I'll show you the power of a Great Grandmaster, Cold Ice Divine Palm! Die!”

Even with the protection of Gang Qi, Jiang Ming felt the deep chill.

“The quality of the Qi surpasses and even carries a frosty sensation, just like the power of Heaven and Earth.” Jiang Ming's eyes sparkled, as he perceived the variations of this palm and analyzed the nature of the Qi.

He twisted his wrist, creating countless sword shadows. Wisps of Sword Qi shot out, like a dense spring shower, endless and innumerable.

It was indeed the Gentle Rain Sword Technique.

It was the ultimate softness, prioritizing defense above all else.

However, this sword technique couldn't block the opponent's palm strike. Jiang Ming quickly moved back while displaying the technique to its limits, using the dense Sword Qi to dissolve the opponent's attack.

“Interesting.” The Xuanming Master advanced, shattering the countless Sword Qi with a single palm strike. From above, it was like a huge millstone, gathering the extreme chill, as if intending to freeze everything.

The surrounding void was frozen, frost was everywhere, making this area appear as if it had entered the coldest winter months.

The extreme oppressive feeling made Jiang Ming startled; at the same time, he felt a force coming from the Heaven and Earth.

This was realm suppression.

“Sudden Rain Eighteen Swords!” Jiang Ming's sword technique changed, and the speed at which he drew his sword suddenly increased several times.

This was the advanced technique of the Thirty-Six Sword Skills of Light Rain.

It focused on speed and urgency.

Hum hum…

The void hummed, and the sword's singing was unceasing, forcibly tearing through the opponent's palm force, breaking this strike. However, Jiang Ming could also feel the chill penetrating his body. Despite his powerful physique and profound Qi, he still shuddered slightly.

With the rotation of his Qi, his blood stirred, and it was promptly purged.

“No wonder he's at the Great Grandmaster Realm; he's so powerful!” Jiang Ming was amazed.

He initially thought that the Great Grandmaster in this area, even if strong, would still be only within the range of a Grandmaster and belonged to the Martial Arts Realm of the Third Layer of Gang Qi.

But he was wrong.

“The great power of this Great Grandmaster lies in the power of the realm of comprehension. The power of Heaven and Earth lends a dao resonance, imbued with attributes in the Qi. Every move seems to have the suppression of Heavenly Might, making him this powerful!”

As Jiang Ming analyzed, the long sword swirled, creating countless sword shadows that also made Xuanming Master feel somewhat troublesome.

“Storming Nine Swords!”

His sword technique changed again, suddenly producing sword after sword like a fierce storm, as if thousands of thunderbolts were striking down. The berserk swordplay forced the Xuanming Master to take a step back.

“This entire sword technique is ingenious and profound, with each level progressing higher!” The Xuanming Master naturally knew that the Thirty-Six Sword Skills of Light Rain, Sudden Rain Eighteen Swords, and the current Storming Nine Swords were all an advanced set of sword techniques and extraordinarily powerful.

“But ultimately, that's all it is!” The Xuanming Master continued, “Without the support of a realm, even the most powerful sword technique is limited. Xuanming Divine Finger, Piercing through the Vast and Boundless!”

His figure suddenly vanished, having already penetrated the dense sword network, pointing towards Jiang Ming's brow.

The sharp and icy radiance, the penetrating power, caused Jiang Ming's brow to ache slightly and made it difficult for him to react quickly.

Hum…

Golden light flickered, forming a total of nine layers, the Golden Light Shield blocked in front of him. However, the Xuanming Master's finger broke through all nine layers.

Just like they were made of paper, but it managed to hold out for a fraction of an instant.

“Crazy Rain Three Swords!”

Jiang Ming remained incredibly calm, his sword technique changed once again, appearing like the nine heavenly Milky Way bearing countless thunder and lightning crashing down. With the emergence of the three swords, the raging torrent forced the Xuanming Master to retreat.

“Drop Rain One Sword!”

Finally combining the three swords into one, it formed the forbidden attack of this sword technique. Like a meteor across the sky, thunder and lightning concentrated, becoming simple and unadorned. The cold radiance condensed at the tip of the sword, causing Xuanming Master to feel an eerie sensation, making him explosively retreat.

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