Chapter 16: Sword Fire

Sword Dynasty

Volume 2

Chapter 16: Sword Fire

Ding Ning truly possessed extraordinary combat experience, daring to single-handedly kill Song Shenshu right after reaching the Energy Refinement Realm. Even when Feng Qinghan's gaze turned slightly strange and before the purple-gold seal appeared in his hand, Ding Ning had already sensed the danger.

Without the slightest hesitation, his body leaped backward again. His remnant sword once again drew seal lines in front of him. His drawing speed was even more astonishingly fast than before, and his physical energy gushed out of his body rapidly. As the physical energy flowed, even his fingernails began to crack and bleed.

Two sword seals formed, almost simultaneously, at his sides.

A thunderous explosion rang out!

Unlike the previous sword seals, no cold energy gathered when the two sword seals exploded. Instead, two balls of blue energy exploded; it looked as if two towering green mountains had appeared and merged in front of him.

The expressions of all the Zhushan District cultivators watching the fight grew increasingly solemn. Any sword seal manual did not have just one sword move, and there was not just one type of sword seal. However, the more sword seals one could draw, the further one would progress on the sword seal path.

The skill Feng Qinghan had displayed in the sword seals earlier, and Ding Ning's performance of the two sword seals that turned into green mountains was the difference between a child who had just learned to walk and an adult who could run and sprintat full speed.

Feng Qinghan knew he had greatly underestimated the strength of this young man from Changling who followed Xue Wangxu, but he did not care at this moment.

With a loud shout, a powerful seal essence suddenly spread from his left hand and encompassed a hundred-foot area.

All the air in this area froze, and a strange vibration followed.

Even the heavy statue of the Kitchen God behind him began to tremble continuously, as if afraid of this power.

Xue Wangxu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows were filled with frost, like glittering pieces of ice.

A purple-gold seal flew out of Feng Qinghan's hand.

The golden seal lines on the purple seal looked like strange creatures flying out of the seal and rapidly spreading in the surrounding air.

In the next moment, amidst the shocked gasps of countless people, the tiny golden lines thickened and transformed into golden lightning!

The purple energy rose and twisted together with golden lightning as thick as an arm. A terrifying presence gushed from its front end, hissing like a giant snake opening its mouth. The cobblestone path along the path crackled and exploded. The flowing lightning instantly burned, leaving numerous black marks on the stone.

The two green mountains were unable to stop this wild seal essence. The moment they touched the lightning in front of them, they almost instantly collapsed.

Ding Ning stood alone amidst the lightning storm. He stood before the chaotic flow of primal energies of the universe. Facing the lightning that was several times larger than his body, his expression was complicated; there was sadness, there was anger, but there was no fear.

The sword in his hand calmly and swiftly slashed through the air in front of him. Just as the lightning and the two mountains touched, he once again formed another sword seal.

The white sword seal spread outward, and a mighty river appeared between the two mountains.

A dull rumbling sound echoed.

The various seal essences finally collided violently.

The two green mountains collapsed. The mighty river flowed backward. The lightning snake continued to advance.

A dazzling flash of lightning pierced through the mist and water currents. They reflected even more light, and it felt as if the snake was about to transform into a dragon.

Excitement grew in Feng Qinghan's eyes. His body quickly followed behind his attack.

The shattered green energy, the violently turbulent water vapor, and the water currents heated by the lightning all rushed back. Various presences were mingled together by an invisible hand and charged towards Ding Ning's body.

Ding Ning's body was thrown flying backwards by the waves. A ripping sound was heard, and his outer robe was torn by various forces.

However, his right hand, which held the sword, remained remarkably steady.

At this moment, he formed another sword seal.

The expressions of many nobles and important figures in Zhushan District changed.

With Ding Ning's current performance, his sword seal exuded an unwavering presence, as if he was going against the current of water.

A gray wave of primal energies of the universe landed on the reverse flowing river. It looked like a lonely sailboat on the horizon sailing against the current.

The dazzling bright lightning and the wild seal essence continued to surge forward. The waves they created nearly struck and tore apart this lonely sailboat.

Despite this, Ding Ning's expression remained calm. Sensing the movement of the lightning, his eyes suddenly shone brightly like stars. His vital energy furiously flooded the Last Flower Remnant Sword in his hand. The energy penetrated every tiny seal inscription and every tiny crack.

At this moment, he did not draw any seals. As countless white flowers bloomed on his blade, he threw the Last Flower Sword forward towards a certain spot.

The sword blade suddenly scattered, countless sword threads stretching out just as they pierced Su Qin's arm.

At this moment, seeing these flowers filled with the presence of calamity, and sensing Ding Ning's uncompromising presence, Feng Qianzhuo suddenly remembered something.

His face suddenly turned as pale as snow, his whole body was filled with extreme fear.

The scattered remnant sword, scattering the tiny flowers, plunged into the giant wave. This was a sword strike without momentum, but this sword strike was not meant to protect, but rather to guide.

“Excellent!”

Sensing the prowess of the sword essence in this strike, Xue Wangxu, whose expression was somewhat strained, could not help but exclaim in praise and slap his leg.

“This is truly…”

At this moment, the nobles and important figures of Zhushan District sitting on the wooden chairs all let out exclamations of disbelief. Many could not even resist standing up.

The stretched sword threads came into contact with the strands of lightning. Almost all the strands of lightning flowed into the sword hilt through these sword threads, and exited the sword hilt, coalescing into an even brighter strand. However, the direction of this lightning's trajectory changed completely.

This bright bolt of lightning shot out of the water and shot into the sky.

A thunderous boom rang out!

As a bolt of lightning exploded in the sky, a torrent of water slammed into Ding Ning. Ding Ning's body staggered backward, a thin trickle of blood leaking from his mouth.

“Enough!”

However, he stared at Feng Qinghan who was moving quickly with the water current and let out a low, angry shout.

Feng Qinghan heard the shout, but at this moment, he completely failed to understand the powerful warning and threat contained in Ding Ning's angry shout.

He only saw the Last Flower Remnant Sword flash with lightning as it fell. He only saw Ding Ning, who was already injured and no longer holding a sword in his hand.

So, without pausing for a moment, he stabbed at Ding Ning without hesitation.

The black sword energy once again appeared in front of the Painting Sword.

Ding Ning's face became extremely calm.

He had no other choice. Even using all his strength now, he could defeat Feng Qinghan's sword strike. Since he had no choice, he would not consider the consequences, no longer considering anything else.

He stretched out his right hand, his fingers clenched tightly into a sword shape. The nails on his right hand were cracked and bleeding. He sent out his vital energy without hesitation. Blood gushed out with the vital energy, and it was as if a blood sword appeared in his hand.

However, the vital energy and blood did not possess much power. They could not rival the sharp and powerful Painting Sword.

But at this moment, Feng Qianzhuo, who had not fully awakened from the memories of past events, was jolted awake. He opened his mouth but did not have time to shout.

Numerous seal lines once again appeared in front of Ding Ning.

These were threads of blood-red seal.

Feng Qinghan, whose young face was filled with ferocity, suddenly stopped breathing. His body froze instantly.

He did not have time to react.

The threads of blood-red seal in front of him began to burn. A vast amount of scorching primal energies of the universe contracted violently.

A setting sun seemed to have appeared above the lonely sailboat on the river.

A booming sound rang out!

The setting sun and his sword's edge collided. It immediately shattered into numerous threads of blood-red fire!

“Ah!”

When the countless threads of blood-red fire pierced his skin, Young Master Feng, who had originally wanted to cripple Ding Ning's hand, finally felt a deep sense of fear and let out a shrill scream.

Pew pew pew pew…

The sounds of countless streams of energy piercing through his body spread.

The countless tiny threads of fire immediately pierced his body and then passed through him, bringing with them tiny streams of blood that splashed onto the stone floor behind him.

“Grandfather…”

Before his body hit the ground, Feng Qinghan felt as if his entire body had been pierced. His five internal organs, the river of bone marrow, the energy sea, and jade palace… Only then did he turn his head and stare at Feng Qianzhuo as if he were a helpless child. He only managed to scream one word before losing consciousness.

“Qinghan!”

Before most people could react, Feng Qianzhuo let out an inexplicably shrill roar. He ran out in a panic and caught the unconscious Feng Qinghan.

“What sword art is this?”

“Using vital energy and blood as threads to execute a sword strike …”

“Even if he can be saved from this sword strike, he most likely won’t be able to get out of bed!”

“The young master of the Feng Family actually…”

Only now did the nobles and important figures of Zhushan District who were watching fully realize what had happened and begin to react. Most people felt cold and numb all over their bodies in shock.

Feng Qianzhuo's face, which was usually like a god, kind and always gentle and friendly, had now completely changed.

What many people found hard to believe was that Ding Ning took a few steps forward and picked up the Last Flower Remnant Sword that had fallen to the ground.

A thunderous boom rang out!

A wall of swirling wind suddenly appeared around Feng Qianzhuo. His hair danced like snakes, and an endless murderous aura spread out.

Xue Wangxu frowned slightly. He stepped forward and arrived in front of Ding Ning, who was retrieving his sword. Then he looked at Feng Qianzhuo, who appeared to be in a calm rage. He said, “You know that he did this to himself.”

“Did he do this to himself? Hahaha…” Feng Qianzhuo laughed wildly into the sky.

“Bring my sword!”

A moment later, he let out a roar that shook the heavens.

 

Notes:

This novel is not my work... I just translated it from a Chinese web novel written by Wu Zui

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