10,000 Years In A Cultivation Sect: I Obtained A Powerful Technique From The Start

Although special abilities were powerful, they consumed a lot of mana and energy. It was impossible to cast them multiple times. However, this did not apply to Jiang Jin. He possessed a vast amount of mana after all. Not even a Primal Spirit cultivator was a match for him now. Hence, he was able to cast multiple special abilities consecutively without any problems.

The strongest offensive special ability in his arsenal was the Great Akasa Formless Sword Qi. However, he had only comprehended it to the rudimentary stage. The other offensive special ability was the Nine Divine Mountains Treasure. This ability could call forth the otherworldly Nine Divine Mountain, which emitted a terrifying and oppressive aura.

Nine rings of light circled the black mountain, sending the old man’s four cauldrons flying and suppressing the old man at the same time.

“What’s this special ability?! It’s so powerful!” the old man exclaimed as his eyes widened in shock. The force of the mountain did not lessen even though he was wearing his armor. The air seemed frozen, and he was having a difficult time breathing. Moreover, an incomparably heavy weight seemed to be pressing down on him and his sea of consciousness.

“Six Heavenly Cannon!” The old man clapped his hands, forming a circle that shot out a barrage of laser beams at the descending divine mountain.

The laser beams shot out at lightning speed and landed with a loud bang on their target. The force was strong enough to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator, but it did nothing to the divine mountain.

Rumble!

The divine mountain continued to fall unimpeded toward the old man, and he had no other choice but to descend to the ground. He hurriedly controlled the cauldron to move back to his side.

The cauldron began to spin and glow again as though they were supplying him with power since he was able to withstand the oppressive force for a moment.

The old man shouted, “Merge, Nine Heavenly Cannon! Open up a path for me!”

The attack this time managed to destroy the divine mountain, but the old man’s face paled immediately. The attack had depleted a lot of his mana and energy, after all.

“Nine Heavens Imperial Lightning!” Jiang Ming was determined not to give the old man even a moment of respite. He waved his hand, summoning lightning bolts to strike the old man again.

The force of the lightning bolts was terrifying; it successfully intimidated the old man. He planted his feet firmly on the ground as the cauldron spun around him, shielding him from the lightning bolts.

“Heaven Suppression Divine Seal!” Jiang Ming stepped forward, putting away the Tyrant Halberd as lightning bolts flashed in the sky. He raised his left hand, turning his palm upward, as inscriptions appeared out of thin air. The inscriptions spun, forming a divine seal, before it shot toward the old man.

Jiang Ming cast his special abilities one after another. The lightning bolts that flashed around made him look like a thunder god who had descended to the mortal realm.

A deep chasm appeared on the ground as the mountains in the vicinity trembled and collapsed. Destruction was left in the wake of the battle between two cultivators. None of them cared about the damages they caused at this moment now that the situation had escalated to this point.

“You’re not in the Primal Spirit Realm, right? Since our battle started, I’ve not sensed the fluctuations of the energy of a Primal Spirit cultivator from you. How is it that you possess so much mana?” the old man asked. Although he was shocked, he was still able to maintain his composure. After all, he was very experienced. At this time, he raised his hand, and a divine sword appeared in his hand. With an upward slash, he cleaved the divine seal into two. Nevertheless, the force of the destruction sent him flying back.

The old man panted heavily. He had depleted a lot of mana maintaining the cauldron and summoning the middle-grade divine sword.

“Do you think I can’t kill you if I’m not in the Primal Spirit Realm?” Jiang Ming scoffed. “Let me tell you, I’m the Immortal Fetus. I’ve been cultivating in the forbidden land, but as soon as I came from seclusion, I found a Holy Son from the Zhong Province acting rampantly here. Do you think we’re pushovers? Do you think we’ll let you get away with this? You’ll have to die for this!”

Jiang Ming cast the Nine Divine Mountain Treasure again.

When the divine treasure appeared, its immense force blasted the old man’s cauldron away again.

“Immortal Fetus? To hell with the Immortal Fetus! You’re the one who’s going to die!” The old man grew agitated when Jiang Ming mentioned the Holy Son. His eyes burned with rage as he shouted, “Great Sky Shattering Sword Technique!”

The old man slashed upward, destroying the divine mountain with just a strike.

Jiang Ming frowned as he looked at the old man’s sword. ‘As expected of an expert from the Infinite Alchemy Pavilion! He really has a lot of high-grade weapons in his arsenal!’

If the old man were just a Primal Spirit cultivator, Jiang Ming would have been able to kill the old man a long time ago. Alas, the old man was not a weak Primal Spirit cultivator. Moreover, he was from the Infinite Alchemy Pavilion, a Sacred Land, that was known for their weapon forging skills. Not only were they wealthy, but they possessed many weapons and Artifacts.

Boom!

While Jiang Ming was lost in his thoughts, the divine mountain collapsed, releasing an immense force. He did not move out of the way. Instead, he brought Blue Crystal out.

“Great Akasa Formless Sword Qi!” Jiang Ming brought his sword down on the old man.

The old man parried the attack.

Boom!

An explosion rang in the air as the two swords collided, sending the old man flying into the distance.

“Why is he so hard to kill?” Jiang Ming grumbled as he launched three Shadowless Needles at the old man.

The Shadowless Needles were equivalent to a high-grade Artifact. They shot toward the old man, who had yet to regain his footing. Their target was his forehead and ears.

Swoosh!

Four cauldrons appeared around the old man in the nick of time, deflecting the three Shadowless Needles. However, due to the needles’ nature as forbidden weapons, when they came into contact with the cauldrons, they exploded, sending the four top-grade cauldrons flying again.

The old man was injured by this impact, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Die!” Jiang Ming roared as he charged out. He appeared in front of the old man in just a blink of an eye. The Tyrant Halberd was in his hand once again. He raised it above his head, channeling all his mana and strength into his hands. Then, he struck with all his might, further amplifying his shocking strength.

Boom!

As the halberd fell, it left ripples in the void.

The old man’s face turned pale as he hurriedly summoned a shield, a low-grade Dao defensive vessel. Alas, as soon as it appeared above him, it was destroyed by the halberd.

“Die, die, die!” Jiang Ming brandished his halberd with all his might. After he shattered the shield, he struck at the old man again, destroying the old man’s Dao sword and blasting the old man into the distance.

This attack crushed the old man’s protective armor, piercing his body and causing him to plummet to the ground.

Boom!

A huge pit appeared on the ground when the old man fell. He lay listlessly at the bottom of the pit as he stared at the night sky. He had lost his left arm, and half of his face was disfigured.

When Jiang Ming was about to strike for the fourth time, a slit appeared on the old man’s forehead. Following that, a miniature version of the old man appeared. It was the old man’s Primal Spirit. Its expression was twisted in rage at this moment.

“Flaming Primal Spirit, transform! Turn into a sword and kill the man before me,” the old man shouted; his voice dripping with venom.

The miniature figure opened its mouth, breathing out a stream of fire that turned into a sword. After that, it disappeared into the old man’s forehead again.

The flaming sword’s speed was incredibly swift as it shot toward Jiang Ming.

Bam!

Jiang Ming could not evade it in time. When it landed, he felt his sea of consciousness shake, but it did not collapse. Following that, it sent the flaming sword flying back before Jiang Ming summoned a bolt of lightning to destroy it.

“Impossible! It didn’t even pierce your sea of consciousness?” the old man cried out, horrified, “Are you really an Immortal Fetus blessed by an Extreme Path cultivator or an Imminent Immortal cultivator? The earlier attack was a forbidden spell! It’s capable of injuring a Paradis cultivator! How can you escape unscathed? If it were to hit me, I’d need at least a century to recover! T-this… This is unfair!”

Boom!

Jiang Ming ignored the old man and slammed his hand on the old man’s head.

Following that, a miniature figure appeared, trying to fly away.

“Trying to flee?” Jiang Ming sneered.

Jiang Ming was just about to cast the Great Akasa Formless Sword Qi again when a sword pierced the miniature figure, leaving a tear in the void.

Jiang Ming was stunned.. His eyes widened in shock when he finally regained his senses. “He managed to tear a hole in the void! This is only possible after comprehending the mysteries of the void or the void movement techniques!”