In the monotonous and boring three days, Ning Chen had gained more things than he had in the past.
He did not notice that ever since his cultivation entered the Second Stage, his injuries had healed much faster than before.
After the miraculous medicine in the palace, the arrow wound on his left shoulder didn't hurt as much, and the old man's sword was no longer a problem.
In fact, he had always been curious about what the medicine in the palace was made of, but he had never had the chance to ask.
Of course, other than the golden wound medicine produced by the Great Xia Imperial Palace in Shenqi, the main reason was that the hand he used the sword with was his right hand, and his wounds were all on the left. Otherwise, no matter how good the medicine was, it would not be able to withstand his torture.
Xia Miaoyu, the Sword Exalt, and even the four hundred imperial guards had all seen Ning Chen's sword practice method and progress, but no one bothered him.
Diligence, stupidity, this was Xia Miaoyu's evaluation.
Hardworking and reluctant. Sword Exalt's view was slightly different.
Diligence, extremely diligence. This was the thought in the minds of most Imperial Army soldiers.
Xia Miaoyu was a martial arts genius, so she naturally did not care about Ning Chen's sword training progress. The Sword Consecrator was not considered a genius, and believed that hard work could make up for one's shortcomings. She could barely accept Ning Chen's progress, but most of the imperial guards were just watching the show because they did not have good eyesight.
However, no one could deny Ning Chen's diligence. He was very diligent, very diligent.
On the night of the third day, Sword Exalt picked up the ancient sword and brought Ning Chen far away from the team tent.
When he came back, it was already half past midnight. Ning Chen sat on the ground to regulate his breathing as soon as he came back. His face was so pale that it was scary.
It was the first time that Sword Exalt returned to the tent to rest. His old face could not hide his fatigue.
Fortunately, nothing happened that night!
No one knew where Exalt Sword and Ning Chen had gone or what they had done. The only two people who knew about it went back to recuperate after returning that night. Their expressions were terrible.
On the fourth day, the endless journey finally saw hope. Standing on the mountain path, they looked into the distance and saw a city sitting on the vast land. Everyone's hearts were immediately encouraged.
That was the mountain gate, the city guarded by Marquis Buyi, one of the Ten Martial Marquises of Great Xia.
Marquis Buyi was a legendary title. He had guarded the mountain gate for sixteen years and had never returned to the Imperial City. When he became famous, most of the soldiers in the army had just been born, so they did not know much about this Marquis Wu.
However, everyone knew that the Marquis of Buyi was not a hereditary marquis. Instead, he had climbed up step by step from a commoner. The word " commoner " was an encouragement and praise for his background.
The ten Martial Marquises of Great Xia were all legendary figures. They were extremely powerful in both military and martial arts. There were many Martial Marquises in Great Xia, but there had never been more than ten Martial Marquises in thousands of years.
They were the strongest people in Great Xia, the people who suppressed the fate of the country. Every single one of them made the surrounding countries feel a heavy pressure.
The main reason why the Zhangsun lineage could produce an empress was because they had two Martial Marquises.
Among the Ten Martial Marquises, Marquis Qinghe was conferred the title of Marquis when Emperor Xia was still in power. He sat in the northwest, Marquis Beiwu guarded the northern border to defend against the Northern Mongolian Royal Court, and Marquis Buyi guarded the northeast to intimidate the True Extreme Nation.
In the west, where the situation was the most difficult, the Blood Red Marquis held his own, preventing the Eternal Night Divine Sect from invading.
In the southwest, due to the existence of the Temple of Disaster Avoidance and its terrifying abbot, Great Xia also had a Martial Marquis.
In the south, the barbarians were rampant and would invade from time to time. Seven years ago, Great Xia sent Marquis Ji Yu to suppress them, causing the southern barbarians to disappear.
In the southeast, a Martial Marquis of Great Xia was also stationed here. He wanted to intimidate a country that was even more shameless than the Zenith Empire.
As for why Great Xia had also sent a Martial Lord to guard the relatively peaceful East, very few people knew.
Eight out of the ten Martial Marquises of Great Xia were stationed outside for many years. Only two of them were not included. One was the Marquis of Taiping, who had been conferred the title of Marquis for a short period of time. The other was the War God of Great Xia, the Marquis of Kaixuan, who was ranked first among the Ten Martial Marquises.
The word 'triumph', represented the simplest of four words, invincible!
The ten Martial Marquises were the symbol of Xia's invincibility. They were the hope of the Xia people. Therefore, when the bridal procession saw the mountain gate in the distance, their depressed mood instantly relaxed.
However, they seemed to have forgotten that they were still on the mountain path.
The mountain gate seemed very close, but it was actually very far away.
The rising sun was always bright and gentle, making people unconsciously relax and even let down their guard.
They had forgotten that they had traveled day and night to avoid someone.
Under the first rays of the sun, when everyone returned to the Prime Minister's office, they realized that the devil in their eyes, the Son of God, was slowly walking over in the morning light.
It had to be said that Jun Shaoqing was very worthy of the name of the Son of God, especially at this time. The morning light behind him emitted a dazzling light. Step by step, it was as if the King of Gods had descended, and everyone present felt suffocated.
What was despair? Despair was when one was about to see hope, but realized that hope was so far away.
After more than ten days of rushing, the bridal procession had already reached the safest place, but at the nearest place, they encountered an obstacle that they could not cross.
The emissary of the Zenith Empire smiled brightly, but there was a hint of perverted cruelty in his smile. He hoped that the Son of God would kill everyone, even if he had to kill him.
There was not much understanding of the Son of God in this world. They only knew that he was a young man who was unreasonably strong. The facts proved that the rumors were not exaggerated at all. The battle a few days ago had fully proved this point.
A person who had yet to reach the Connate Realm was actually able to cause a change in the world and even use the power of the world to an extremely terrifying extent.
There were even rumors in the world that this generation's Son of God might possess the legendary Eternal Night Divine Body.
This was a terrifying possibility, but regardless of whether it was true or not, there was no doubt that the Son of God of this generation was abnormally powerful.
Only a Rank-9 Dian Peak could deal with a Rank-9 Dian Peak powerhouse. Xia Miaoyu and Exalt Jian were the only people in the bridal procession who had the qualifications to contend with them.
However, the most unfortunate thing was that after last night, the sword in the sword priest's hand was no longer in the state of Dian Peak.
The mountain path was rugged and the team came from the north and south. Not far from the west was a cliff, so there was no chance to run. If they fell down, perhaps Xia Miaoyu and Exalt Sword could survive, but the rest would definitely die.
On the narrow mountain road, the most powerful enemy came.
Jun Shaoqing's calm and cold gaze was fixed on Xia Miaoyu. He was only here for the Life Scroll and had no interest in anyone else.
Xia Miaoyu's gaze did not back down as she welcomed him. Regardless of whether she was the princess or princess of Great Xia, she had no reason to back down.
Great Xia had been invincible for a thousand years, so the people of Great Xia were arrogant, from commoners to ministers.
The three of them were speechless. After a moment of confrontation, no one said a word.
Perhaps this was the case.
In the end, Sword Exalt's sword moved first. Among the three of them, he was currently the weakest, so he had to create an opportunity for the princess.
The Sword of Innocence was so fast that even the space did not have time to react before it was slashed open by this extremely fast sword.
Ning Chen's pupils shrank. He had once received a sword from the old man. Compared to the two, the sword he received was too insignificant.
However, this seemingly unbreakable sword was caught between two fingers. The moment they made contact, the ground under their feet cracked, and dust flew up. The force of the sword shook a hundred feet away.
The sword momentum was blocked, but Exalt Jian's expression didn't change. His hand that was holding the sword turned, and the sword tip moved three inches forward.
Jun Shaoqing loosened his fingers and turned his body slightly. He flicked his fingers and pushed away the sword. Then, he pointed his right finger and broke the Qi Sea of the former.
At this moment, Xia Miaoyu's figure had already arrived. In the sky full of frost, a slender hand mercilessly pressed against Jun Shaoqing's heart.
"Oh?"
With a sigh of praise, a strange look flashed across Jun Shaoqing's eyes. He retreated and avoided Xia Miaoyu's attack. He didn't choose to face her head-on.
In the next moment, the sword came again. Sword Exalt did not put up any defensive stance between each of his moves. He did not leave behind any retreat path and did his best to leave an opportunity for Xia Miaoyu.
Xia Miaoyu understood it coldly and mercilessly. There was never any relief between the moves. Every move was aimed at the opportunity that Exalt Sword was desperately fighting for, wanting to heavily injure the God's Child.
When the two of them joined forces, one of them was merciless to him, and the other was merciless to others. For a time, they actually forced the Son of God to retreat again and again.
"Not bad."
Jun Shaoqing grabbed the sword with one hand and clashed with Xia Miaoyu with the other.
"The experts of Great Xia, you have made me look at you in a new light."
With a turn of his hand, Jun Shaoqing's body was surrounded by a raging mist. The mighty Genuine Qi spread out with a loud bang, forcing the two men back.
"Pata!"
A drop of blood dripped from Jun Shaoqing's hand.
"Dark Lightning!"
Jun Shaoqing raised his right hand, and the sky and earth around him suddenly changed. Thunder instantly descended, and black thunderbolts were like thousands of birds chirping. Their power was earth-shattering.
Seeing that the Son of God was using his ultimate move again, Exalt Sword's figure instantly disappeared, and his sword pierced towards the former's chest.
Jun Shaoqing frowned and held the sword between his left fingers. However, he did not expect Xia Miaoyu to appear behind Revered Sword in an instant. She pressed a palm on Revered Sword's back and the two of them worked together. The ancient sword broke through his fingers and stabbed into Revered Sword's chest.
"Uh…"
Jun Shaoqing endured the pain with a muffled groan and forcefully retaliated. The thunderbolt in his right hand pressed down, and the two men's mouths were instantly dyed red. They were sent flying for dozens of feet.
"Puff!"
The sword body leaned against the ground, and Exalt Jian was half-kneeling on the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he was severely injured.
On the other side, Xia Miaoyu also vomited a mouthful of blood. Her face was pale, but her condition was slightly better than Sword Exalt.
Strong, unsurprisingly strong, terrifyingly strong, so strong that no one could see a trace of hope.
The next moment, Jun Shaoqing's figure was already in front of the Sword Exalt. He struck down with a single palm, full of killing intent.
Xia Miaoyu wanted to save him but it was too late. She could only watch as the palm landed.
At this moment, a black iron sword appeared. It was so weak and immature, but it stabbed at the Son of God without hesitation.
Qing Ning had once said that one's physical body would not be able to transform until they reached the Inborn Realm. No matter how strong one was, they could not ignore the blade.
Jun Shaoqing was very strong, but he had not reached the Inborn Realm. Therefore, he could not ignore this attack no matter how weak it was.
"You don't know what's good for you."
Jun Shaoqing's eyes flashed with coldness. He turned his palm and slammed it toward the owner of the iron sword.
With a bang, the iron sword shattered amidst the blood that filled the sky. The owner of the iron sword flew out, flying hundreds of feet away.
However, it was already a cliff ten feet away.
At this moment, Xia Miaoyu had already arrived beside Revered Sword. Her figure flashed and she retreated ten steps.
Ning Chen, who was still in the air, saw this scene and smiled in satisfaction. His smile was bright and bloodstained, like a peony blooming.
He had repaid the old man's kindness.
Exalt Sword, who had been rescued by Xia Miaoyu, saw the figure flying down from the sky like a kite with a broken string. His old eyes constricted fiercely, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by something. He was so depressed that he could not breathe.
"No!"
Exalt Sword reached out to grab it, but his mind trembled as he spat out another mouthful of blood. However, he was powerless to stop it…
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