Chapter 207: The Battle Against Qian Daoliu Shocks Everyone!
Jiang Nian, practicing his swordplay at dawn, was unaware that Old Deng was watching him. He was still leisurely comprehending sword techniques, enveloped by a mysterious sword intent.
It seemed both murderous and pure, possessing thousands of variations, encompassing everything.
Qian Daoliu looked at Jiang Nian, who sat cross-legged, a flash of astonishment in his eyes.
"This kid's comprehension of sword intent is no weaker than mine! How is this possible?!"
"Could someone truly possess such monstrous talent?"
Qian Daoliu couldn't imagine how terrifying Jiang Nian's combat power would be if he broke through to his level.
Could he, a mortal, slay a god?
His initial intention to teach him a lesson faded; now he wanted to see what this kid was doing.
It seemed he was comprehending sword techniques?
He casually found a place to sit and watched Jiang Nian cultivate.
Not long after, the surrounding leaves swayed in the wind, gradually transforming into a long sword standing in the void. With a slight movement of the sword, a rift was cleaved in the sky, quickly disappearing again.
"Turning a leaf into a sword, not bad, not bad." Qian Daoliu praised, while also feeling a pang of regret.
If only he could awaken his sword martial spirit.
Next, Qian Daoliu's expression paused slightly, staring intently at Jiang Nian's finger.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Nian's finger condensed into a small sword, which gently flew towards the sky.
A few seconds later, the entire sky above the Holy Son's Palace was covered by a golden sword array. Tens of thousands of sharp swords formed from soul power hovered in the void, displaying an aura that even he found unbelievable.
"Clap clap clap~" Qian Daoliu stood up and walked towards Jiang Nian, his gaze no longer filled with the hostility he had shown upon arrival.
"Boy, you're quite good."
"Grand Elder, what brings you here?" Jiang Nian put away the sword array and quickly stood up, looking at the refined man before him.
From his appearance, Qian Daoliu looked like a refined gentleman.
However, being too gentlemanly made him an easy target for bullying.
"I came to see how your cultivation was going. I was pleasantly surprised to see you today."
"With you by my side, Xiaoxue, I feel much more at ease."
Qian Daoliu patted his shoulder with satisfaction, completely accepting this grandson-in-law.
"Just lucky, nothing to brag about."
Jiang Nian smiled, then looked at him with a burning gaze: "Grand Elder, how about we practice our swordsmanship?"
"I wanted to see if I could handle you."
Qian Daoliu frowned: "Kid, confidence is good, but to defeat me, you'll need at least five years."
"However, since you want to try, I've been itching for a fight lately."
"Come with me."
Qian Daoliu flew towards the deserted mountain, and Jiang Nian followed.
Now, only a few people from the Spirit Hall could test his strength. By sparring with the strongest, Old Deng, he could roughly judge his own combat power.
Soon, he followed Qian Daoliu to a deserted area spanning several kilometers, ready to have a proper fight.
"Kid, come on."
"Alright."
Jiang Nian's expression instantly turned serious. The Heavenly Dao Umbrella descended from the void, its metallic luster dazzling. As it slowly rotated, the world seemed to shift.
The previously clear weather instantly turned into dark clouds, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and rain began to pour down.
Qian Daoliu stood with one hand behind his back. Although surprised by the weather effects caused by Jiang Nian's martial spirit, he wasn't particularly wary.
"Go all out! Let me see just how powerful your Heavenly Dao Umbrella really is."
Jiang Nian nodded, indicating he would try his best to fulfill his wish.
The steep mountainsides had somehow filled with water, the sky and earth merging seamlessly. A vast, raging sea surged over the peaks, transforming into water dragons that attacked Qian Daoliu.
The water dragons roared, but were all slain by Qian Daoliu's sword. His wings quickly soared into the sky, creating distance between him and Jiang Nian's soul skill.
"Now you know how to use the advantage of the sky? Why did you have to fight Tang Chen head-on?"
Jiang Nian muttered to himself, a flash of purple light appearing in his pupils.
"Awakening of Insects!"
*Crack!*
Nine bolts of purplish-black lightning swiftly struck towards Qian Daoliu's head. He merely raised his hand and swung his Angel Sword, seemingly intending to cleave them in two.
Jiang Nian's pupils contracted. The lightning, capable of traversing hundreds of miles in a second, was effortlessly sliced apart by Qian Daoliu—truly terrifyingly powerful.
"Is that all?"
Old Deng maintained his smile, though his arm trembled slightly, feeling numb.
"The Grand Elder is indeed very strong, then I won't hold back either."
Jiang Nian smiled, his entire body radiating multicolored light, all from the power of his soul bones.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Time Stop!"
Clang!
Qian Daoliu felt as if his thoughts paused for half a second, but he quickly recovered.
However, in this kind of battle, half a second could make a big difference.
He subconsciously made his angel wings close, but Jiang Nian's soul bone attack had already arrived.
A divine eagle burning with flames kicked at his wings, and as his body quickly shifted position, two different flames appeared on his hands, punching Qian Daoliu at supersonic speed.
Several sonic booms echoed across the sky from time to time, alerting everyone in Wuhun City, who looked up in the direction of the two's battle.
Qian Renxue had just finished eating when she sensed the auras of Jiang Nian and her grandfather, and without saying a word, she flew towards their battle.
Hall of Worship.
Several elders were alarmed by these two forces and wanted to see what was going on.
Before long, several pairs of eyes looked over a thousand meters away from where the two were fighting.
"Can't see clearly... Is Big Brother fighting with that kid Jiang Nian?"
"Looks like it, with such a huge umbrella, who else could it be but Jiang Nian?"
"He can actually hold his own against Big Brother, is this still a Soul Douluo?!"
Several elders were shocked, their mouths agape. They knew how strong Qian Daoliu was; even if they combined their strength, they could probably only manage a 50/50 fight.
It was unbelievable that Jiang Nian could fight him to a draw.
Qian Renxue found a good spot to silently cheer for Jiang Nian. As for Grandpa... well, as long as he wasn't seriously injured, that was fine.
Qian Daoliu's body was slammed onto a mountain peak, looking extremely disheveled.
He flew into the sky again, dodging Jiang Nian's flames.
"I didn't expect that a soul skill like Time Stop could affect me for so long, it's quite unexpected." Qian Daoliu wiped his mouth, raised the Angel Sword, and his Martial Soul True Form unfolded.
A huge angel appeared behind him, holding a holy sword, its aura noble and sacred.
Jiang Nian felt unprecedented pressure, his hair rapidly turning white, and an ice dragon suddenly appeared beneath his feet, carrying him.
Its appearance was strikingly similar to the Ice Dragon King they had encountered before.
The Heavenly Umbrella in its hand transformed into a silver longsword, covered in frost.
Snowflakes swirled around it, and the temperature plummeted.
"Great Elder, this sword strike will surely satisfy you."
(End of Chapter)