"My name is Ning Beichen. I don't change my name or betray my surname. But seeing you as a frog in a well, you've certainly never heard of me."
Ning Beichen declared loudly.
Watching the majestic Ning Beichen in the sky from afar, Li Jing'er's gaze was entranced.
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult had never heard of Ning Beichen, nor had he ever heard of such a young Celestial Venerable. He had no idea where this Celestial Venerable had come from.
"I respect you as a Celestial Venerable, so I'll give you face. We, the Moon Worship Cult, promise not to touch the woman you mentioned, Li Jing'er, ever again, and we will provide her with compensation."
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult said to Ning Beichen. This novel is from Da Feng Novel Network.
The primary reason he conceded was that he realized Ning Beichen's strength was not inferior to his own.
However, Ning Beichen hadn't come here to negotiate. Furthermore, he didn't trust the leader of the Moon Worship Cult's words.
Perhaps they wouldn't dare to act while he was present.
But what about after he left?
"We are all adults. Let's not talk like children!"
Before Ning Beichen finished speaking, he drew his sword and struck. Countless sword lights flew towards the leader of the Moon Worship Cult.
Once again, the leader of the Moon Worship Cult was forced back hundreds of miles.
The crackling sword lights couldn't catch up to him. They turned back and landed on the buildings of the Moon Worship Cult's main altar.
With earth-shattering roars, the buildings, as if piled up from sand on a beach, toppled over. Soon, little remained of the Moon Worship Cult's main altar. Even those that didn't collapse were riddled with holes. This was the power of a Celestial Venerable.
"Heaven as My Sword!"
Enraged, the leader of the Moon Worship Cult let out a roar. He pointed to the sky, and a dark vortex appeared above Ning Beichen.
Soon, a giant sword descended from the vortex, targeting Ning Beichen.
Ning Beichen, sensing the unusual nature of the leader of the Moon Worship Cult's strike, did not foolishly stand his ground. With a flash, he too appeared hundreds of miles away.
"Ning Beichen, I will kill you!"
The roar of the leader of the Moon Worship Cult reached Ning Beichen's ears. The leader of the Moon Worship Cult stood atop the giant sword and pursued Ning Beichen.
"Hmph! Ridiculous. We are both Celestial Venerables. It's yet to be decided who kills whom!"
Ning Beichen snorted coldly. He pointed his sword at the giant sword in the sky. Countless sword lights erupted from the ground, like a barrage of densely packed shells, striking the giant sword in the sky.
"Suck!"
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult spun the giant sword, like a large funnel, drawing Ning Beichen's sword lights into the void.
"Idiot! We are both Celestial Venerables, and you dare to absorb my sword? I'll let you absorb to your heart's content."
Ning Beichen gave the leader of the Moon Worship Cult above him the middle finger. Then, the sword lights exploded, like beautiful mushroom clouds, covering an area of a thousand miles.
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult had never witnessed such a move before. He was instantly blasted into a sorry state by the sword lights. Though unharmed, he was utterly humiliated, which infuriated him to no end.
"Moon Worship Blade!"
A flash of blade light descended like moonlight. Ning Beichen blocked it, but couldn't completely stop it. He was sent flying by the moon shadow. Fortunately, he possessed the Prajna Golden Body, otherwise, he would have been severely injured.
Blood dripped from Ning Beichen's arm. His eyes, sharp as knives, fixed on the leader of the Moon Worship Cult, causing the latter to feel a chill.
What shocked him even more was that his Moon Worship Blade had failed to kill Ning Beichen.
The Moon Worship Cult was named as such because of the Moon Worship Blade, which was the leader of the cult's most formidable attack.
From afar, Li Jing'er saw Ning Beichen injured, her heart leaped into her throat. She wished she could rush over to help him.
But she knew that her strength was not even comparable to cannon fodder in the face of a Celestial Venerable. So, she could only clasp her hands together and silently pray for Ning Beichen in her heart.
"One"
"Sword"
"Burial"
"Eternal"
"Ages"
Ning Beichen uttered each word. With every word, starlight appeared in the sky, and the ground began to tremble. Everyone within a thousand-mile radius felt the intense and terrifying pressure.
With a crack!
A colossal fissure appeared in the ground of the Moon Worship Cult's main altar, like a monster opening its maw. Those near the crack fell into it.
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult's pupils contracted violently, and he sensed the danger. Without hesitation, he attempted to flee.
However, his teleportation failed this time, as Ning Beichen's strike had sealed space itself. Within the range of this attack, not even a fly could escape, let alone a person.
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy. He did not want to die. Having become a Celestial Venerable, he had never considered the possibility of his own death. Yet now, he felt death approaching.
But the sword had already been unleashed. Even if Ning Beichen wanted to stop it, he couldn't. Moreover, he had never intended to stop.
Little did the leader of the Moon Worship Cult know that Ning Beichen's sword could bury even eternal ages, let alone just one person.
However, after a while, the leader of the Moon Worship Cult found himself unharmed and began to laugh wildly at Ning Beichen.
"Hahaha... Is this your sword technique? I thought it was something impressive."
"Is that so? Take a look downwards and then speak."
As Ning Beichen finished speaking, his bronze ancient sword was sheathed.
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult looked down at himself in confusion. Then, he saw with his own eyes his body shattering like a broken porcelain vase, pieces drifting towards the sky.
"No!"
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult only had time to let out a scream, and then he saw his soul also shattering. This sword burial not only buried his body but also his soul.
"What a shame!"
Ning Beichen muttered as the leader of the Moon Worship Cult vanished into nothingness. Because "Eternal Ages Burial" buried everything, including all his belongings, his weapons, and his storage artifacts, leaving Ning Beichen with nothing.
At this moment, the disciples of the Moon Worship Cult, seeing their leader turn to dust, were all terrified.
Even their leader was dead, so what about them, mere small fry?
Revenge?
Don't be ridiculous. They were facing a Celestial Venerable who could kill their leader.
Now, their concern was not revenge, but whether Ning Beichen would spare them.
"From now on, the Moon Worship Cult is disbanded. You have one hour to leave the Moon Worship Cult, or else—death!"
Ning Beichen hovered above the Moon Worship Cult's main altar and declared loudly.
Upon hearing Ning Beichen's words, the disciples of the Moon Worship Cult acted as if they had received a pardon. They didn't even dare to take their belongings and rushed out of the Moon Worship Cult at the fastest possible speed, fearing that any delay would cost them their lives.