Most Conceited War God

Time was like water, passing as it flew.    

Unknowingly, two months had passed. During these two months, Ling Jian had restrained himself from raising his cultivation, and continued to practice fake Shaolin Form Fist, waiting bitterly for any news from the sect's realm.    

"Third uncle's cultivation has increased a bit in this period of time. It looks like he'll be able to enter the tenth level of the martial dao in a month's time at the slowest."    

"However, on the day that the small World Sect died, Jie Tantian died. In this period of time, the reaction of the small World Sect seems to be a bit abnormal right?"    

"Could that Jie Tianya have a heart of stone?"    

"His younger brother's death, yet he remained calm?"    

On top of the cliff, the silhouette of a young man appeared. Behind him, there was an astonishing storm brewing.    

Ling Jian completed another round of his training and walked out.    

"In this period of time, the Ten Thousand Lightning Movement isn't as quiet as Jie Tianya imagined. Because of the death of his younger brother, he killed some elders from some third-rate schools and within them, he even massacred a school …"    

The youth waved his hand, and after reading the letter in his palm, he clenched it with one hand. An undying black light appeared, and spots of black flames began to descend, burning it into nothingness.    

"Hmph. It seems like this Ten Thousand Lightning Movement is not as calm as Jie Tianya. However, this person's killing intent and ruthlessness makes me feel extremely displeased."    

After finding out about the sects that had suffered from this person's fury, a sense of justice rushed out from his heart. He furrowed his brows and said, "If it wasn't for the fact that the Myriad Buddha Sect's monk had died under the Three Thousand Sword Array and had played a deterring role, I reckon that his vicious and ruthless attitude would have made it so that the first one who came to find us that day would have been my Qing-Yun Sect, right?"    

The relationship between the Qing-Yun Sect and the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect was not friendly. There was a deep grudge between the two sects, and in the past, to the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, a sect that did not even have a Tenth Heavenly Layer in its cultivation was just an outlet for them to vent their anger.    

"Looks like nothing big has happened. Indeed, this Three Thousand Swords Formation has the power of deterrence. The so-called mysterious expert seems to have intimidated the big sects as well."    

After pondering for a while, he lightly patted his head and said in a soft voice, "However, why do I keep having the feeling that some bad things will happen? For example, that Jie Tianya's calm over this period of time is definitely not a good thing."    

"Unless, he really has a heart of stone."    

Ling Jian could understand the Sect Master of the Thousand Lightning Sect's abnormal actions. However, this made him even more cautious of the small world sect.    

"Fine, I'll just take it as my imagination."    

Ling Jian shook his head and let out a bitter laugh. In his mind, he recalled the conversation between Luo Tianyan and him that day and did not take the time to heart, "It has almost been three months. I do not believe that it will not open this sect domain."    

The youth looked up at the sky before stomping his feet on the ground. The pair of bloody wings on his back gave off a terrifying sound as bloody lights soared up into the sky. A powerful bloodline power from the Bat King permeated the air, causing everyone to feel extremely terrified.    

"I have been preparing for a long time in this sect's realm. Senior Gu, I will definitely find you and bring you back."    

"Ye Tiandu, that day you escaped from the Qing-Yun Sect, I will definitely not let you off this time …"    

After the berserk transformation of his bloodline power, Ling Jian's body started to contort as his malevolent aura started to spread. The aura of the Bat King emanated from his body.    

Other than practicing the fake Shaolin Form and Will Boxing, Ling Jian did not forget to merge with the Bat King to achieve the perfect human form.    

For example, the Blood Demon Bat Shield, when used at full power, could deal a fatal blow to a Tenth Heaven expert.    

Swoosh.    

In the middle of it was a calm and undisturbed stream, its water quality was clear and cold. Ling Jian's body swept across the sky as his wings flapped, directly plowing out a deep gully of over a hundred feet into the stream.    

Boom!    

Waves overflowed into the heavens and countless weak fierce beasts were sent flying. They let out panicked cries and surprisingly, they were not killed by this tyrannical force.    

Roar!    

However, before these aquatic fierce beasts could land on the surface of the water, an ancient beast like roar was emitted from the depths of the stream. However, before these aquatic fierce beasts could land on the surface of the water, an ancient beast like roar was emitted from the depths of the river.    

"This damned beast is still this cautious."    

After the roar that resounded through the mountain range, Ling Jian's body disappeared as well. Three objects flew out and formed a mountain range in midair before entering it.    

Buzz.    

The two hundred feet long mountain range descended from the sky and shook violently. Countless rays of silver light swept past it. Lightning filled the entrance of the mountain range and the lightning bolts flashed as it struck the silver light.    

"Shaolin Form and Will Boxing!"    

A deep sound was emitted from within the mountain. The young man, who was in the air, suddenly crossed his hands together. At the top of the mountain, there was a dense lightning like lightning crystal that instantly merged with the mountain, swiftly distorting it and forming a fist-like figure.    

"This beast, its scales are like dragon scales, and its killing power is astonishing. Not killing this beast is a great disaster for our Qing-Yun Sect."    

"Seal Formation!"    

Suddenly, the ten foot tall mountain disappeared, and the silver light shot out once again. As if ignoring everything, Ling Jian activated his Giant Spirit State, causing his giant spirit body to tremble, and blocked in front of him.    

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.    

The silver light pierced through the youth's body, and in a flash, the giant spirit body disappeared completely. The silver light created a long wind that blew across the youth's calm face, revealing traces of blood.    

However, just as the silver light closed in on him, Ling Jian's hands that were in his embrace suddenly pushed away, and his body flew backwards explosively at the same time. He was half-kneeling on the ground, with one hand on the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, the Anarchic Sword appeared.    

At the same time, a streak of lightning pierced through the air. Ignoring all distance, it directly penetrated the water source, entering the deepest part of the water source.    

Dong!    

The expected violent ripples did not appear on the surface of the water. Instead, a muffled sound came from deep within the water. In the midst of the sound, Ling Jian's feet extended out as he stomped on the ground.    

Boom!    

The surrounding mountains shook, the air was filled with friction sparks, and a trickle of blood flowed down from the corner of Ling Jian's mouth.    

The surroundings were completely silent. Ling Jian took a deep breath and released his perception. Only then did he heave a sigh of satisfaction.    

"Eh?"    

However, just as he let out a breath of relief, countless scales flew out from the calm surface of the water and shot towards Ling Jian at the same time like a meteor sweeping its tail.    

"This damned three-headed fish is still alive?!"    

"I only ate some of its offsprings, and this beast actually remembered its enmity?"    

"Hmph. No matter what, I must kill him today."    

Ling Jian's heart trembled as he looked at the fish scales falling at the same time. The cultivation of these three fish beasts were not that high, they were only at the seventh layer of heaven, but with the help of water sources and the fact that they could not escape the water surface, the dragon scales on their bodies had an astonishing killing power. Even a ninth layer heaven martial artist would die on the spot if they were careless.    

If not for Ling Jian discovering this point, there would probably be even more sect disciples disappearing for no reason, and in fact, within the sect itself.    

The silver light flashed. However, just as it was about to hit Ling Jian, it stopped and floated for a few breaths before landing on the ground.    

"This is the last strike from the Three-Headed Fish!"    

Ling Jian, whose Sword Qi was trembling chaotically in his palm, was also stunned by the scene in front of him. Soon after, he vigilantly walked over, as a suction force appeared in his palm.    

"Eh?"    

However, when he grabbed one of them, the remaining scales also reacted and involuntarily floated up. This made Ling Jian, who had been on guard all this time, suddenly stretch his right hand forward as the sword qi in his palm expanded.    

"Fish Scale Throwing Daggers."    

An unfamiliar information was transmitted to his sea of consciousness through the expanding sword Qi.    

"..."