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Unfortunately, Zhan Qingtian was extremely persistent and obsessed with the Martial Dao. He was also the most talented among the five founders of the Guardians. He was the youngest but the strongest.
Once such a person got stuck in a dead end, he would definitely not be easily pulled back by love.
Zhan Qingtian seemed to have not heard Han Jiangxue's cries. Instead, he frowned and waved his hand impatiently, after which the terrifying Heaven and Earth powers converged to form a translucent giant wall made of vitality that slammed towards Han Jiangxue without any mercy.
Han Jiangxue stopped crying and took a deep look at Zhan Qingtian, who had already been controlled by the demonic nature. She then smiled miserably and slowly closed her eyes to wait for death. Two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks.
She had never thought that she would one day die in the hands of Zhan Qingtian, who had been pursuing her all this while. How could she not feel miserable?
Zhan Qingtian's seemingly casual attack was even more terrifying than the two attacks he used on Ding Ning previously. It was definitely not something that a demigod like her could resist.
Just as she closed her eyes in despair and waited for death, she suddenly felt her tensed body getting warm as she was hugged in a warm embrace. She was overjoyed and thought, Could it be … that Zhan Qingtian has woken up at the critical moment?
However, when she opened her eyes in surprise, she saw a familiar and young face smiling at her, shielding her in his arms with his tall but not burly body.
An unprecedented sense of strangeness and security made her heart tremble, as if something had touched the softest part of her heart. Her mind went blank.
No matter what, she couldn't believe that the young man whom she had only met once would use his life to protect her.
"Pfft!"
With a muffled groan, Han Jiangxue felt her face heat up and a fishy and sweet smell assailed her nose. Everything she saw was already blood red.
Her heart ached as if it had been grabbed by an invisible hand. She froze and thought, He … He actually got injured while trying to save me.
"Be careful, don't rush forward foolishly. He's now been controlled by the demonic nature and has lost his mind."
Before she could react, she discovered that she had already left that warm embrace and was slowly sent a kilometer away by an invisible force.
Her beautiful eyes stared at the tall but not burly figure in a daze, and for no reason, she felt a strange emotion that she had never felt before.
Ding Ning did not save Han Jiangxue because he harbored any feelings for her. He simply felt that he had unintentionally caused Zhan Qingtian to turn into a demon, and he couldn't watch an innocent person die because of him.
In particular, Han Jiangxue clearly liked Zhan Qingtian, and it would be too cruel for her to die in the hands of the person she liked.
Hence, he dashed over to save Han Jiangxue without hesitation and took the blow for her.
Of course, the main reason why he dared to do that was because he was confident that his Half-step Immortal Realm body could withstand that attack.
However, it turned out that he had still underestimated the power of a Divine Transformation Realm powerhouse. Zhan Qingtian's seemingly casual attack contained the power of laws and order. Coupled with his eagerness to save Han Jiangxue, he was unable to mobilize his strongest defense in a hurry.
Moreover, Zhan Qingtian was now in a state of being possessed. In this state, his combat power was at least 30% stronger than usual. Under such circumstances, the attack caused his internal organs to shift. In the end, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Ding Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a pill, and swallowed it. He stared at Zhan Qingtian as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.
His injuries were very serious. Although he had already taken the pill, it would take some time for him to recover. How could Zhan Qingtian, who had already fallen into a demon, give him time to heal?
It turned out that Zhan Qingtian, who was controlled by the demonic nature, had only the desire to kill and destroy.
At this moment, there was only the desire to kill and destroy in his eyes. After the attack, he let out a beast-like roar and launched a storm-like attack at Ding Ning without hesitation.
Ding Ning finally completely understood how terrifying it was when an expert in the Divine Transformation Realm attacked without holding back. His every move was integrated with the world, and every move carried the power of the entire world. It made him feel as if he was not fighting against a single person, but the entire world.
Could a man defeat Heaven?
No one could answer this question, not even Ding Ning. After all, there was no specific standard for how strong Heaven was. How could he defeat it?
Moreover, he was seriously injured at the moment, so he didn't dare to fight back. He could only rely on the speed of the Sky Roc to dodge Zhan Qingtian's endless crazy attacks. He was like a small boat in a stormy sea, about to be smashed to pieces by the huge waves at any time.
The unprecedented life-and-death crisis made him tense up, and he had no time to refine the medicinal efficacy to heal his injuries. Disregarding the consumption, he desperately activated the escape technique and combined it with the speed of the Sky Roc to create a series of afterimages, avoiding Zhan Qingtian's terrifying attacks that could crush him to pieces at any time.
Han Jiangxue's heart was in her throat as she watched Ding Ning walk between life and death like he was walking on a tightrope. There were countless times when she felt that Ding Ning was going to die, but in the end, he would always be able to escape in the blink of an eye. On the other hand, the figure that Zhan Qingtian casually tore into pieces was always just an afterimage.
That made Han Jiangxue feel nervous and worried, but she also admired and admired him more. They were both demigods, but the difference was too great. If she were in his shoes, she would probably be smashed to pieces without even being able to withstand a single move. Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The terrifying power of the battle was earth-shattering, and the entire world seemed to have been penetrated. Several nearby mountains were razed to the ground, and even the stable and solid space was cracked.
Ding Ning complained incessantly. On the surface, he seemed to be in danger, but in fact, he knew how cold it was.
If he hadn't been injured, he might have been able to withstand such a high-intensity battle. However, at this moment, in order to save his life, he had no choice but to forcibly activate his spiritual power to maintain high-speed movements. Not only did his injuries not get better, they even got worse.
The most terrible thing was that Zhan Qingtian had completely integrated with the world. Every move he made was wrapped in the power of heaven and earth, making him feel like he was trapped in a swamp. He could only rely on his intuition to avoid risks.
That caused his energy consumption to increase tenfold or even a hundredfold. The rhythm of the battle was also completely controlled by Zhan Qingtian, so he could only parry and not fight back. It was the first time he had been forced into such a pathetic state since he started cultivating.
"I've still underestimated the power of a powerhouse in the Divine Transformation Realm."
Ding Ning sighed secretly. The strong crisis of death made him no longer care about holding back. He dodged the attack and immediately entered the state of his second personality and possessed without hesitation.
A cold and terrifying aura filled the air, as if a demon had descended to the world. The surging power made him ignore the severe pain caused by the injuries in his body, and his scarlet eyes flickered with a cold luster.
"Bang!"
For the first time since the battle began, he no longer dodged. Instead, he threw a punch and collided head-on with Zhan Qingtian's attack.
The terrifying waves of air surged, and the two figures flew backward. Han Jiangxue, who had already retreated thousands of meters away, retreated rapidly again in fear of being affected by the aftershocks.
Boom!
The earth shook, and dust filled the air.
Ding Ning was actually forced out of the state of his second personality and possessed by the terrifying power. Like a kite with a broken string, he crashed uncontrollably through the palace where Zhan Qingtian was cultivating in seclusion and created a human-shaped hole in the wall. He then fell heavily to the ground and spat out mouthfuls of blood. His aura was dispirited and he felt as if all the bones in his body had been broken.
It was so painful that he found it difficult to even move a finger. He wished he could immediately close his eyes and have a good sleep.
As for Zhan Qingtian, he uncontrollably crashed into the top of a mountain. He actually crashed through the mountain and got stuck in the middle.
Roar!
However, it was obvious that although Zhan Qingtian was also severely injured, he still had the strength to spare. He roared like a primordial beast, broke the mountain, and soared into the sky. Without stopping, he darted towards Ding Ning again.
"No!"
Han Jiangxue's eyes were filled with despair as she let out a shrill cry and pounced towards Zhan Qingtian resolutely like a moth flying into a flame.
"Get out of the way."
Although Ding Ning was exhausted, he roared furiously when he saw that Han Jiangxue was courting death in order to save him. A powerful force surged out of his body.
He slammed his palm on the ground forcefully and leaped up like an agile cheetah. Terrifying power condensed in his fist and he sent Han Jiangxue flying before throwing a punch at Zhan Qingtian.
Boom!
An earth-shattering sound filled the air and Zhan Qingtian spat out a mouthful of blood. Like a porcelain doll that had been thrown away, he flew out of the door and smashed three pillars in a row before falling heavily to the ground. His body was covered in cracks, and he lay motionless on the ground. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Although Ding Ning was still standing where he was, the Nine Punches of the Savage Physical Training Technique had drained all the strength in his body in an instant. A strong sense of weakness came over him, making him roll his eyes and fall to the ground with a loud bang.
Whoosh!
However, misfortune did not come alone. The palace building that had its pillars broken was completely destroyed by the aftermath of the battle, turning into a pile of rubble that collapsed and buried Ding Ning alive. Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of something piercing through the air sounded, and four figures with powerful auras flew over from four directions. They exclaimed from afar, "Qingtian."
Han Jiangxue's heart ached. No matter what, she refused to believe that the man who had risked his life to protect her had died just like that. She dashed towards the mountain-like ruins as if she had lost her mind and began digging frantically with tears streaming down her face.
The four figures landed on the ground, three men and one woman. The three men were dressed like a Daoist priest, a monk, and a scholar, while the only old woman was a nun in a gray robe.
The white-haired and gray-browed old man in a Daoist robe grabbed Zhan Qingtian's wrist and examined it. He then heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, although Qingtian is severely injured, his life is not in danger."
The other three heaved a long sigh of relief and only then discovered Han Jiangxue's abnormality. The old nun frowned in displeasure and hollered, "Jiangxue, what are you doing?"
"Master, he's buried inside. Please save him. Hurry up and save him, okay?"
Han Jiangxue cried and begged the old nun while shedding tears of blood.
The old nun's face grew increasingly sullen and she berated angrily, "Qingtian has been injured to such an extent, yet you're crying here for an outsider. What's wrong with you?"
"Amitabha!"
The old monk chanted the name of Buddha. Although he did not say anything, he seemed to be displeased with Han Jiangxue's behavior.
The old man in the Daoist robe had a sullen expression on his face and remained silent, seemingly unconcerned about the matter. However, his eyes were glistening, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
The scholarly old man was the only one who was staring at the unconscious Zhan Qingtian with a frown. It was as if he could not tolerate anyone else apart from Zhan Qingtian.
Han Jiangxue was slightly stunned, but she soon revealed a sorrowful expression and said softly, "Master, if it weren't for the so-called outsider who saved my life previously, I would have long been killed by Zhan Qingtian."
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