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After all, Jiao Ming had been cultivating a powerful fist technique from his faction.

Its power was formidable, with each punch surrounded by a sea of starlight, resembling falling stars, containing within them, the power of destruction. Though he was only a beginner in this technique, and his destructive power was not at its strongest, he believed that destroying the illusory scene created by Xu Yan would pose no problem whatsoever.

In the Lesser Heavenly Realm, Jiao Ming might not have been the strongest, but he was definitely not the weakest either.

With full confidence, he unleashed a punch, one strong enough to destroy the illusory image. Then he planned to seize this opportunity to launch a powerful offensive to suppress his opponent!

Whooosh!

A light breeze brushed past Jiao Ming. He was taken aback. Where did this wind come from?

How could it ignore his punch and gently touch him?

All of a sudden, he felt a severe pain in his head, his divine power was swaying, his consciousness sinking into darkness and his mind spinning.

This breeze was not brushing past his physical body, but was entering into his consciousness, blowing directly at his divine essence!

The breeze was gentle, yet in an instant, it transformed into a sharp and deadly force, seeming as if it wanted to strangle his spiritual consciousness!

Thud!

Jiao Ming’s body staggered, the radiance in his fist dimming, and he seemed to be on the brink of collapse.

“This is not good!”

Jiao Ming was horrified. What kind of cultivation technique was this, that it could directly attack his divine body?

In the Lesser Heavenly Realm, the practitioners are at the stage of gathering their divine essence. Although they possess immense divine power, the divine body is extremely illusory and frail at this stage.

Only when one becomes a Refining God Heavenly Man, is a divine soul fully condensed.

It’s rumored that only Refining God Heavenly Men possess the means to directly attack one’s spiritual consciousness.

At that time, the divine soul can exist independently, naturally affording them such abilities.

However, Xu Yan was not a Refining God Heavenly Man. So, why did he possess the means to directly attack the spiritual consciousness?

Jiao Ming didn’t have time to ponder over the reason, as he felt his consciousness being enveloped by darkness, his spirit shaking, as if it was being tom apart bit by bit.

Danger!

A crisis of life and death!

Rooooar!

All of a sudden, Jiao Ming let out a furious roar, his aura explosively flaring, his fists desperately striking out, forming a powerful defensive force around his body.

Meanwhile, he activated his ability to gather divine essence, tried to condense his rapidly scattering consciousness, and attempted to escape from the cloud of darkness blanketing his mind.

He made a move, intending to retreat.

Hum!

Two sword wheels are bearing down on him, bringing along with them an intense sense of impending crisis.

Thud!

His attack, all his starlight, was bit by bit being broken down.

Jiao Ming sensed a condensing sword light, and he punched out powerfully, seeking to defend against this extremely dangerous attack.

However, just as he punched out.

The originally fierce sword light, had in that instant transformed into a continuous, unending flow, changing from offense to defense. Similarly, the sword light, which initially didn’t seem to contain any danger, abruptly became a lethal threat!

Thud!

His defense shattered, Jiao Ming turned pale with astonishment.

The severe headache had not ceased, and his consciousness was still groggy. His reaction speed had decreased, but Jiao Ming being a Martial Artist, even in such an unfavourable situation, managed to cast a life-saving technique amidst the crisis.

Boom!

A radiant glow burst forth from Jiao Ming, forming a protective shield around him.

This was due to his activation of his technique to gather divine essence at the most critical point. This made his consciousness clear up slightly, and he decided to burn part of his power to produce a shield.

This flawless, all-round defense would allow him to temporarily evade this deadly blow!

He didn’t even care about the expenditure, and was even willing to risk damaging his foundation. If he hesitated even slightly, he might end up losing his life here.

Jiao Ming frantically activated his Gathering Divine Essence Technique, attempting to restore his clarity of consciousness, and recondense his ’ shattered spiritual consciousness.

Hum!

In his consciousness, he saw the appearance of a sword light.

The gentle breeze emerged once more.

At that moment, Jiao Ming’s face changed drastically. His consciousness, which had just started to recover, was suddenly tom apart again, as if ravaged by a violent wind.

His mind was in chaos, his consciousness in disorder, despite his remaining bit of clarity, he crazily activated his Gathering Divine Essence Technique, hoping to recondense his spiritual consciousness.

He wanted to flee, to evade all this danger.

But it was all too late.

In the clash between two strong cultivators, victory and defeat were often decided in the blink of an eye.

He heard Xu Yan’s voice.

“Third sword, it’ll be your end!”

Hum!

Mountains and rivers appeared, transforming into a divine punishment-like thunderbolt, dropping down from the heavens!

Thud!

Xu Yan sighed in his heart, indeed, being a Martial Artist, even after executing two Swords of Sudden Wind Sword Intent on him, he still did not eradicate his spiritual consciousness completely.

The third slash, the Thunderclap Sword, dropped!

Thud!

Jiao Ming’s body was cleaved in two, his wounds charred black and spreading. A small pouch, like a toad’s bag, fell out.

Xu Yan reached out, pulling the storage pouch into his hand.

Jiao Ming’s burned body crumbled, dispersing like ashes in the wind.

At the same spot, faint traces of spiritual consciousness fluctuation were left behind.

Upon touching the breeze, they evaporated into nothingness.

From making his appearance to turning into flying ashes, it was all a matter of a short moment.

From the moment Jiao Ming looked down on everything, proclaiming Xu Yan and others as beings comparable to pigs and dogs, his fate was already sealed.

Having slain a Martial Artist, Xu Yan remained exceptionally serene.

He didn’t even bother to inquire about this Martial Artist’s name or reason for coming to the Ice Tower.

“My Sudden Wind Sword Intent is not strong enough yet, needs more work. I’ll strive to make it so that next time; one strike is enough to annihilate a Lesser Heavenly Realm practitioner’s divine body.”