The Ten-Zhang Fiendgod

Plumed Immortal Xueyu rode his clouds, flying directly to midair, facing Ji Ning from afar.

“Little Qing, Uncle White, move to the distance first,” Ji Ning instructed. This battle was between him and Plumed Immortal Xueyu; there was no need for Uncle White or Little Qing to intervene.

“Be careful, Ning,” Whitewater Hound advised.

“Master, beat that old Daoist into paste!” Little Qing clenched her fists, full of anticipation. Although she was unclear about Ji Ning’s exact power, she knew he was incomparably stronger than when they had met in Mount Yujue wasteland all those years ago.

In midair, Plumed Immortal Xueyu and Ji Ning faced each other from a distance.

“They’re actually going to fight!”

True Immortal Xuke and the gray-robed man both had looks of shock on their faces.

“Junior apprentice-brother Lu, how can this Ji Ning be so bold as to dare fight the master?” True Immortal Xuke couldn’t understand how Ji Ning could be so arrogant, showing no respect to her master. “The master is a Primal Daoist at perfection, and with the full force of the Snowdragon Mountain sect behind him, he’s considered quite powerful even among Primal Daoists.”

“Madness, complete madness.” The gray-robed man shook his head in disbelief. “Does this Ji Ning really think he can defeat the master? The master isn’t some novice who just stepped into the Primal stage. He’s been in the Primal stage for centuries, his foundation is incomparably deep, and he’s long since carved out a fearsome reputation!”

If even these two Wanxiang Adepts were this shocked, the Zifu Disciples on the warship were even more so. This large group of Snowdragon Mountain Zifu Disciples was stunned and bewildered. This Ji Ning actually dared to challenge their supreme patriarch, ‘Plumed Immortal Xueyu’, a person who was high above them in their eyes. It was like he was throwing his life away!

“I will grant your wish!”

“Please!”

The voices of Plumed Immortal Xueyu and Ji Ning rang out through heaven and earth, one after the other, and spread across the entire Brightheart Island.

Many people had already gathered at the edges of Brightheart Island.

“Ji Ning is going to fight a Primal Daoist?” Ji Jiuhuo’s face changed dramatically.

“How can Ji Ning be so reckless? That’s a Primal Daoist, and a Primal perfection one at that… Even if he wanted to fight a Primal Daoist, he should have chosen a weaker one, an early or mid-stage one, to test the waters. Why did he have to immediately challenge Plumed Immortal Xueyu, a Primal perfection expert?” Ji Liuzhen was also panicked, extremely anxious.

He even regretted it, regretted asking Ji Ning how to deal with the Yan Mountain branch of Snowdragon Mountain. Who could have imagined that Ji Ning would be so ‘tough’, even daring to confront their Primal Daoist head-on!

“Plumed Immortal Xueyu, a Primal perfection expert.” Granny Shadow was also worried.

Because the Ji clan had a poor relationship with Snowdragon Mountain, Ji Ning had purchased an extremely detailed intelligence report regarding Snowdragon Mountain from the Heavenly Treasures Mountain. After reading it, he had placed it within the Ji clan. Naturally, Ji Liuzhen, Granny Shadow, and the others had all seen it, and they were very clear on Snowdragon Mountain’s strength.

It was precisely because they were clear that they were even more anxious.

“Young master.” Qiuye bit her lip, holding her breath as she watched the two figures high in the sky.

Everyone felt that Ji Ning was playing with fire, but Ji Ning was the one who knew his own power best. By daring to write that letter… Ji Ning truly was not afraid of Snowdragon Mountain’s Primal Daoists!

Primal Daoists could be divided into high and low levels.

For example, the Primal Daoists of the Black-White College were the absolute elite among elites, some of them even able to fight Immortals! As for some weaker Primal Daoists who had just entered the stage, they were comparatively much weaker… Even nine years ago, Ji Ning could have escaped without issue against them. An opponent like Plumed Immortal Xueyu was the most suitable for his current self.

“Even if you are a reincarnated Immortal, at your current level of power, you probably haven’t fully awakened your past life memories yet, have you?” Plumed Immortal Xueyu shook his head and laughed. “Let me show you the gap between a Wanxiang Adept and a Primal Daoist.”

A feather fan appeared in Plumed Immortal Xueyu’s hand. He gave it a very casual wave.

Swish!

With that wave, flames were born from thin air. Dazzling golden flames spread wildly, instantly turning into a sea of fire that directly surged towards Ji Ning.

“Primordial Fire?” Ji Ning saw through it at a glance.

Primordial Fire was something every Primal Daoist possessed. When the Dragon Whale King had been in Mount Yujue wasteland, he had used this very technique to burn True Immortal Hongrui to death. But back then, the Dragon Whale King had just entered the Primal stage, and his Primordial Fire wasn’t strong enough. It was far inferior to that of this Plumed Immortal Xueyu.

“Condense.”

Ji Ning said softly.

Immediately, a lotus bloomed around him, accompanied by red and green colors. The green parts were the lotus leaves, while the red petals were dense and numerous, layer upon layer rotating naturally. Ji Ning stood at the center, completely protected by this lotus.

It was the defensive technique—the Water-Fire Lotus.

“Boom ~~~”

The flames formed by the Primordial Fire covered the sky and the earth as they surged over. But within the sea of fire, the lotus continued to bloom, rotating, and it was clear the flames couldn’t penetrate it even in the slightest.

“What?!” Plumed Immortal Xueyu, holding the feather fan, changed his expression, revealing a look of shock. “This Ji Ning effortlessly blocked my Primordial Fire, and he isn’t using a sword technique, but this defensive technique?”

He had heard that the sword-intent in the characters of Ji Ning’s letter could make Zifu Disciples’ hearts tremble and their legs go weak. He had long guessed that Ji Ning’s sword arts must be extremely powerful. He had thought… Ji Ning would use his sword arts, cutting through all techniques with a single sword stroke, directly cleaving his sea of fire. He had also used this ‘Primordial Fire Sea’ to probe Ji Ning’s depths. But he hadn’t expected Ji Ning to block it simply by relying on a lotus.

“A lotus? This Ji Ning has an extremely high level of comprehension regarding water and fire.” Plumed Immortal Xueyu sighed in secret admiration.

He was right.

Ji Ning’s achievements in the Dao of Rainwater and the Dao of Blazing Fire were indeed extremely high. Over the course of nine years, with the assistance of the aquatic palace! Ji Ning’s progress had been astonishing. The gains of these nine years were equivalent to a hundred years of training for an ordinary genius! On these two Daos, he had vaguely reached a bottleneck. With just one more step, he would be able to comprehend the complete Dao of Rainwater and the complete Dao of Blazing Fire!

Added to this was the fact that he had once ‘discussed the Dao’ with ‘Senior Apprentice-Sister Nine Lotos’, probing the mysteries of the lotus, which had also helped him perfect this technique.

Furthermore, over the course of nine years, the Cold-Sha and Earthfire within his body had both risen to the fourth grade.

Using the Cold-Sha and Earthfire as a guide… drawing on the power of water and fire from heaven and earth through the Taiyin and Sunstar divine patterns on his body… and then infusing them with the profound mysteries of the Dao of Rainwater and the Dao of Blazing Fire, binding them together with the lotus secret art… only then was this ‘Water-Fire Lotus’ formed. It was truly a supreme defensive technique.

The lotus leaves and petals formed multiple layers, giving it astonishing defensive capabilities.

The two had exchanged just a single blow.

One had unleashed a Primordial Fire Sea, the other had planted a lotus within it.

The two factions watching from afar were both extremely nervous.

“It’s fine, Ji Ning is fine.”

“Ji Ning is inside the lotus.” The Ji clan side breathed a sigh of relief.

“What technique is this Ji Ning using? The master’s Primordial Fire, nurtured over centuries, can’t even touch him?” The Snowdragon Mountain side grew anxious.

In the air.

“It seems you really do have some tricks up your sleeve.” Plumed Immortal Xueyu shouted coldly. As his voice rang out, the sea of fire that had filled the sky vanished into thin air. “But let’s see how much longer you can hold on.”

A drop of water appeared in midair.

Then a second, a third… a full one hundred and eight droplets of water, each the size of a fist, suspended in the air around Plumed Immortal Xueyu.

“Heavenly Water?” Ji Ning revealed a look of curiosity and excitement. Earthfire’s next higher level was ‘Heavenly Fire’. Cold-Sha’s next higher level was ‘Heavenly Water’. Even among Primal Daoists, only a few possessed methods like ‘Heavenly Fire’ or ‘Heavenly Water’.

“Go.” Xueyu gave his fan another wave.

Instantly, each droplet of water shot forward like a meteor, streaking across the sky and crashing straight towards Ji Ning.

Boom!

The first droplet of water smashed directly onto the protective lotus around Ji Ning, shattering the outermost layer of lotus leaves. However, it was stopped by the inner ring of red petals.

“What formidable power.” Ji Ning could feel the terrifying impact force.

His current Water-Fire Lotus was enough to sweep through the vast majority of Wanxiang Adepts. He had been able to easily withstand even the earlier Primordial Fire with it. Yet, a single droplet of this ‘Heavenly Water’ had damaged it to this extent… It seemed a single droplet of Heavenly Water would be enough to crush an ordinary Wanxiang Adept at perfection.

“Swish swish swish ~~~” A large number of droplets of Heavenly Water came crashing down.

Ji Ning didn’t dare rely solely on the Water-Fire Lotus to withstand them head-on.

“Guide.”

Ji Ning held a Northsea Sword in each hand. His sword-light flashed, and those overwhelmingly powerful, savagely crashing droplets of Heavenly Water… began to spin, following the rotation of Ji Ning’s sword-light. They were all guided by his sword-light.

The sword-light was like water, drawing in and guiding the droplets of Heavenly Water…

“Hm?” The distant Plumed Immortal Xueyu was startled. “A seemingly simple sword stroke, but one that contains such profound mysteries. This Ji Ning’s sword arts have already surpassed anyone in Snowdragon Mountain.”

“It seems I must overwhelm him with pure power.”

Plumed Immortal Xueyu didn’t dare hesitate. He immediately sent a thought out, and the droplets of Heavenly Water, which had been flying wildly under the guidance of the Northsea Swords, suddenly began to explode.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, the temperature around them plummeted, and the air began to freeze. A layer of frost appeared on Ji Ning’s face, covering it with white.

“So cold.” Even with his Fiendgod body refining, Ji Ning could feel the biting chill. “No wonder it’s a higher level than Cold-Sha. This cold of the Heavenly Water… when it doesn’t explode, it’s one thing. But when it does, it’s truly terrifying.”

A vast amount of frost and ice formed around him, and a faint, hazy mist rose.

Within the mist, two snow-white flood dragons suddenly appeared.

“Kill!”

The distant Plumed Immortal Xueyu finally unleashed his killer move—the truly awe-inspiring, mighty attack treasure that had shaken the entire region: the Mandarin Duck Split-Light Swords!

The Mandarin Duck Split-Light Swords were a pair—the Yin Sword and the Yang Sword—transforming into flood dragons with astonishing power. They were rare items among Heavenly-ranked treasures. Separately, each sword was considered a top-grade Heavenly treasure. But when combined, their power stacked, making them even more terrifying.

“The master has brought out the Mandarin Duck Split-Light Swords.”

“It’s the Mandarin Duck Split-Light Swords. This Ji Ning is remarkably strong, actually forcing the master to use them. Even if he loses, he can be proud of himself.” The distant True Immortal Xuke and her companion were both shocked. Being forced to use the Mandarin Duck Split-Light Swords clearly meant that all of their master’s other methods were useless against Ji Ning.

Suddenly, a loud laugh rang out—

“So this is the Mandarin Duck Split-Light Swords?”

Accompanying the clear, resounding laugh, a pair of black wings appeared on the back of Ji Ning, who had been standing motionless in midair the entire time. At the same time, his body swelled dramatically, transforming into a giant fully ten zhang tall! A fierce, terrifying aura of a Fiendgod emanated from him, striking fear into the hearts of the distant onlookers.

“A Divine Ability!”

“It’s the Heavenly Transformation divine ability!” True Immortal Xuke and the others, as well as Whitewater Hound, Little Qing, Ji Jiuhuo, and others, were all stunned.

They all knew about the Heavenly Transformation divine ability, but ordinary cultivators could only transform to be two or three zhang tall. The strongest could reach five zhang tall. But Ji Ning could actually become ten zhang tall! With this Heavenly Transformation… the larger the form, the greater the power!

“Boom!”

The ten-zhang-tall giant, with wings on his back and lotuses blooming around him, took a single step and turned into a gust of wind. His sword-light flashed across heaven and earth in an instant, leaving behind nothing but a dazzling streak of light in the sky. A single explosive sound was heard as the Mandarin Duck Split-Light Swords attacking Ji Ning were sent flying backward.