Chapter 236: 110 Divine Weapon Chopping Demons! The Blade Severs Immortality!_1

Su Changkong’s horizontal chop flashed forth, an ordinary strike at first glance. Yet upon the Iron-Cutting Sword swirled a blue yet blood-red Blade Qi, slicing through the air and leaving behind faint traces that lingered for a long time, as if even the void itself had been cleaved apart.

“Hiss!”

With the glint of the blade and the omnipresent Blade Qi, a jaw-dropping event unfolded—the cascading waterfall seemed to have been severed by the axe and blade of a ghostly craftsman, splitting into two sections!

The lower section became hollow and revealed the rocks beneath the falls, while the upper section was held back by an invisible force.

“Roar!”

It was only after Su Changkong had landed back on the boulder in the stream, and one or two breaths later, that the waterfall surged once again, plummeting down with a roaring sound!

Withdrawing the blade to interrupt the waterfall! The terror of this single strike was enough to send shivers down one’s spine, to shock the heart, and to disbelieve that such a horrifying blade technique could exist in this world—it was simply beyond what humans could achieve!

“Strong… too strong! With the Blade Qi I’ve roused, the might of this strike surpasses the limits of storing it in the sword as a vessel in the past! And it doesn’t deplete my Essence Qi Spirit after just a few slashes, leaving me weakened. This is… the true Blade Qi!”

Su Changkong gazed at the waterfall that had resumed its flow, feeling a tingling excitement on his scalp, and his heart brimmed with ecstasy.

The Blade Qi he had summoned from within made this strike’s might far surpass the past! Withdrawing the blade to stop the water, cutting the falls to disrupt the flow! Inconceivable!

Su Changkong looked inward and saw the blade-shaped Qi Power inside him dim slightly due to his strike.

“The stronger my body, the more Blade Qi I can store, and the higher the limit of a single strike’s might. The peak of this Blade Qi in my body is enough for me to unleash attacks like the one just now twenty or thirty more times…”

Having estimated the consumption, Su Changkong’s eyes shone brightly.

With the superlative burst of the Blade Nurturing Art, the past Su Changkong only had the strength for three strikes, but now, not only had the might of a single strike surpassed the past, he could also unleash attacks of such degree tenfold!

Su Changkong could muster twenty or thirty strikes of just the magnitude he had shown. If he reduced the output of Blade Qi, the power would be lesser, but he could accordingly sustain more strikes.

Without a doubt, this was truly terrifying!

“Feng Mo… let’s see if your Immortal Body really is immortal!”

Su Changkong clenched his fists, his eyes flickering with a sharp light.

Over this past month, Su Changkong had faced tremendous pressure, aware that if Feng Mo came calling, he could end up unwillingly falling just like Sikong Yong.

But Su Changkong turned that pressure into motivation, refining his body with the Blade Nurturing Art over that month and elevating it to the 8th level, successfully cultivating true Blade Qi within himself, boosting his attack ceiling by more than just one level!

The original Su Changkong’s combat power was comparable to that of Gong Ba and Sikong Yong, making him one of the few countable top martial artists in Ink Forest Prefecture City.

But now, with the cultivation of Blade Qi, Su Changkong had no doubt become the undisputed, unparalleled strongest in Ink Forest Prefecture City—no one could challenge him!

Even against the steel-boned Feng Mo, Su Changkong was confident he could tear him apart limb from limb.

Su Changkong believed that Feng Mo’s body couldn’t truly be immortal. If not killed the first time, then it would be five times, ten times, dismantling him and scattering his ashes!

“Let’s go back.”

Having tested the might of his internal Blade Qi, Su Changkong’s heart lightened considerably, and he set off back to the Giant Whale Gang.

But come morning, Sikong Zhan and Sikong Huang had found Su Changkong.

Worry filled Sikong Huang’s eyes as she said, “Third brother, something big happened in Ink Forest Prefecture City last night. The commander of the Ink Forest Army was slain by a white-haired elder at the Prefecture Yamen… The killer is likely the Demon Monster we encountered that night.”

“Gong Ba is dead? Killed by Feng Mo?”

Upon hearing this, Su Changkong’s expression also turned grave.

A month ago, during the night, Su Changkong, Gong Ba, and Feng Mo had a brief clash. Although Feng Mo had the upper hand, he chose to retreat, leaving behind a claim he would revisit them—a promise, not a threat, that turned out to declare the truth.

Feng Mo’s first target had been Gong Ba, and after a fierce battle, Gong Ba, who had reached the Qi-Blood Long Dragon level, had already perished at Feng Mo’s hands, his body even taken as food!

It was foreseeable that Feng Mo’s next target might well be him.

Sikong Zhan, full of murderous intent, said, “Third brother, I’ve already summoned all the experts of the Giant Whale Gang. If that Demon Monster dares to come knocking, we’ll tear him to pieces! I don’t believe that even if he’s stronger, he can fight against ten thousand alone!”

Sikong Yong had been killed by Feng Mo, and both Sikong Zhan and Sikong Huang harbored a vehement determination and wrath. If Feng Mo truly came their way, they would spare no expense to fight him to the death.

However, Su Changkong shook his head; Feng Mo was no ordinary martial artist. If he were, with thousands upon thousands of people, he could be worn down to death.

But with the steel-like body of a Demon Monster, far tougher than that of fighters like Tie Jinggang who trained in external reinforcement, ordinary martial artists were no match for him. Even standing still, they couldn’t scratch him, let alone break his skin. To Feng Mo, any number of people was meaningless. Not to mention his Demon Monster’s unique Immortal Body, which made ordinary injuries trivial to him.

The only ones who could inflict some damage on Feng Mo were the Qi-Blood Realm martial artists at the Hall Master and Deputy Hall Leader level.

But even Gong Ba, who was at a high Qi-Blood Realm level, had fallen to Feng Mo, so these Qi-Blood Realm martial artists were merely high-level cannon fodder!