My Arts Evolve When Perfected

As the martial artists from Sang Island were rushing toward North Border City, Sakai Yoshiei, who was in a standoff with Jiang Qiu, was incandescent with rage. The Hundred Feet Dharma Aspect looming over him trembled nonstop.

’I used the trump card Lord Demon King gave me to temporarily boost my strength to near the Grandmaster Realm, and he dares call me an insect?’

’How unbelievably arrogant of Jiang Qiu!’

"How dare you call me an insect. You’re the arrogant one!"

Sakai Yoshiei sneered, raising his Samurai Sword high and gathering a surge of Nether Dark Spirit Charm. As his robes whipped wildly in the wind, he prepared to unleash an unprecedentedly powerful technique: Shadow Cut.

Countless onlookers were horrified, but in the next moment, a blue ripple expanded from Jiang Qiu’s hand, enveloping a thousand-meter radius. An invisible current of air washed over the martial artists and common people at the scene.

Even the massive Hundred Feet Dharma Aspect trembled, flickering like a candle flame in a gale.

The twenty-two Dharma Realm martial artists stared, dumbfounded, a chill running down their spines. They gawked at the Domain Disc in Jiang Qiu’s left hand, their voices trembling in shock. "How does he have a Domain Disc?!"

Most people couldn’t tell what the object in Jiang Qiu’s hand was, only that they suddenly felt confined within a space they couldn’t leave.

Fortunately, within this space, the oppressive pressure from the giant python Dharma Aspect plummeted, allowing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Heh. You think taking out a Domain Disc will solve everything?" Sakai Yoshiei said with a mocking brow-raise. "Without the owner’s power to operate it, the Realm released by this Domain Disc can’t give you much of a boost. At most, it can constrain the space, but it’s nowhere near enough to bridge the gap between us.

"Your pathetic ten-foot-tall Dharma Aspect has reserves of Spirit Charm far inferior to mine, and its intensity can’t compare either. Let’s see what you plan on using to defend the city!"

Before the words had even left his mouth, the Samurai Sword held high in Sakai Yoshiei’s hand flared with a violet-black light. The power he had been gathering for so long was about to erupt.

The massive Dharma Aspect above his head roared without end, the terrifying sound causing the crowd of refugees and martial artists to cover their ears and tremble.

Suddenly, the Dharma Aspect’s serpentine eyes erupted with ultimate killing intent. It pressed down with world-crushing force, its gigantic head striking at Jiang Qiu’s Flaming Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect with an overwhelming murderous aura!

"Die!"

As Sakai Yoshiei’s furious roar fell, everyone’s eyes were seared by a violet-black light. In the instant they squeezed their eyes shut, the world was devoured by the violet-black Spirit Charm, completely obscuring even Jiang Qiu and his ten-foot Dharma Aspect.

BOOM—

Just as the cataclysmic attack was unleashed, a supreme Dragon’s Roar erupted from within the thunderous assault. As everyone’s eyes snapped open, they saw the hundred-foot python Dharma Aspect sliced in two by a beam of brilliant flame. Jiang Qiu’s spear had carved a crescent arc, and flames now chased upon the wind.

He and Sakai Yoshiei had switched places. They were frozen in midair, back to back, the killing intent in their eyes not having lessened in the slightest.

The giant python Dharma Aspect in the sky was severed at the waist. Its upper half dissipated into the wind, and its immense pressure withered away like falling leaves. Meanwhile, Jiang Qiu’s Dragon Spirit retained its draconic majesty, completely unscathed.

SPURT—

As his nerves caught up with the reality of his injury, Sakai Yoshiei violently spat out a mouthful of black blood. Nether Dark Spirit Charm gushed from his body like a torrent, impossible to contain. His robes ignited with flames that he was powerless to extinguish.

He clutched his Samurai Sword in his right hand while his left pressed against his mangled, bloody abdomen. His face was a mask of horror, fear, and utter disbelief. "How could you have comprehended Spear Intent? How is that even possible!"

THUD!

Sakai Yoshiei’s body plummeted to the ground like a kite with a severed string. The twenty-two Dharma Realm martial artists rushed forward to receive him, terrified that Jiang Qiu would strike again.

The dramatic reversal shocked everyone present. The refugees on the ground couldn’t comprehend what had happened, but they could feel the entire space vibrating, as if millions of tiny needles were pointed at Sakai Yoshiei!

[You have comprehended the Grandmaster Spear Dao Realm once.]

[Ancient Martial Spear Intent]

[Description: You have awakened your own Ancient Martial Spear Intent. You can use this intent to unleash immense Penetration Power, enough to kill from a great distance. Moreover, your intent follows your spear; wherever its tip points, Flame will follow.]

Jiang Qiu looked down, his face impassive, at Sakai Yoshiei, who was leaping about as the flames consumed him. He pointed his [Chuyuan] spear and said, "Grasping Spear Intent is but a moment of insight. Who says it must take years, or even decades?"

After observing Grandmaster Zhu’s move last time, he had grasped a few wisps of Ancient Martial Spear Intent, which he had now used to crush Sakai Yoshiei.

Now, with the aid of Grandmaster Zhu’s Domain Disc, he had awakened his own complete Ancient Martial Spear Intent, thoroughly vanquishing Sakai Yoshiei.

Anyone tainted by his Spear Intent would inevitably be set ablaze by the Soul Ice Spirit Fire, which would ignite the Spirit Charm in their body and drain it away like sand in an hourglass.

’Today, I will kill Sakai Yoshiei!’

"Young Master, fall back!"

A martial artist from Sang Island cried out urgently, cold sweat pouring down his back.

’Mastering Spear Intent makes him a Half-Step Grandmaster! If someone like him integrates that Spear Intent with his Dharma Aspect, who here could possibly be his match?’

’Even as things stand, he was able to instantly defeat the Young Master, whose strength was approaching the Grandmaster Realm. On what grounds could we possibly dare to continue our assault on North Border City?!’

Sakai Yoshiei gritted his teeth. He circulated his Nether Dark Spirit Charm to forcefully suppress the raging flames on his body and began to cast Deceitful Escape. As his lower body gradually sank into a black mire, he spat, his face contorted. "Jiang Qiu, do you really think you can defend North Border City all by yourself?

"We have a Grandmaster from Sang Island here, and many Grandmasters from the Belli Family have turned coat! Just by relying on your Spear Intent, you can’t possibly fight against so many powerful experts!

"Once they’ve surrounded and killed Zhu Weiyi, North Border City will be your grave!

"Ahahaha—Ahaha!"

His arrogant laughter echoed across the land, a demonic roar that smothered the budding joy in the refugees’ hearts. Lin Wei and the others clenched their fists in anger, watching helplessly as Sakai Yoshiei sank into the black sludge.

"North Border City might not be my grave, but you will most certainly die."

Jiang Qiu’s voice turned cold. He poured a surging torrent of Fiery Flame Spirit Charm into the Domain Disc in his left hand. ’This is an exquisite Hundred Machines Spiritual Treasure, containing Grandmaster Zhu’s Domain Dao. How could I possibly let him escape so easily!’

Lockdown!

The instant the thought formed, the entire invisible space shuddered. Sakai Yoshiei’s laughter cut off abruptly, and his expression changed dramatically. "How can this Realm be so powerful?!"

Slowly, his body, which had been sinking into the mire, became visible again. He was trembling from head to toe, his eyes wide with terror.

SPURT—

He coughed up a spray of black blood and fell to his knees. The flames, no longer suppressed, flared up once more. He screamed and flailed his limbs wildly, frightening the nearby martial artists from Sang Island.

Some wanted to save him, but the flames were too intense for anyone to get near. They could only watch helplessly as their Young Master, in his despair, was burned to a blackened corpse and finally turned to ash that scattered on the wind.

"The Young... the Young Master is dead?"

The Dharma Realm martial artists from Sang Island began to tremble. Those who had just arrived on the scene, both martial artists and their great serpents, stopped in their tracks, aghast, a chill running down their spines.

As one, they all looked up at Jiang Qiu, who stood at the highest point in the sky, as if they were gazing upon the god of death himself...