Chapter 396: Chapter 396: Zhao Zhijing’s Death! Quanzhen Swordsmanship Full Level

Boom!

The Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique was fully activated, turning into what seemed like Mjolnir descending from the skies, smashing forward with a boom!

It shattered the streams of sword light rushing towards it.

"This?!"

The leading Daoist was shocked:

"Such hammer technique."

In his astonishment, he shouted loudly in feigned confidence:

"Attack! Give it your all, you must kill him! He’s young, there’s no way he could reach Guo Jing’s level of mastery! Do not fear, charge!"

Quanzhen Sect.

Celestial Spirit North Dipper Array.

Guo Jing...

Names flickered across his mind.

Ding Ling understood.

The Daoists before him were likely Zhao Zhijing, Yin Zhiping, and others.

He didn’t expect that upon ascension, he would land here.

Moreover, these Daoists were shouting to attack, not letting him explain.

Clang clang clang!

The Celestial Spirit North Dipper Array was fully activated, the sound of swords resonating continuously, and streams of sword light crisscrossed in the void, weaving into a net, pressing down on Ding Ling!

"Good!"

The leading Daoist was delighted at this, laughed aloud, and joined the sword array himself, leading the charge against Ding Ling with swift, aggressive attacks!

With momentum to pierce and shatter everything, accompanied by the rushing sword light, it surged towards Ding Ling as if intending to smash him to pieces!

"What a vicious person, he really intends to kill me."

Ding Ling saw clearly.

The leading Daoist showed no mercy, his moves aimed to kill, which meant...

There could be no blame for Ding Ling’s lack of compassion.

Ding Ling snorted coldly, the Breathing Technique’s vigorous qi and True Qi fused together and infused into the Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique, making the Drumming Golden Hammer in his grip feel weightless yet solid.

Ding Ling even sensed that the Drumming Golden Hammer harbored a frenzy power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

"This is the Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique!"

Ding Ling shouted clearly.

The Drumming Golden Hammer smashed heavily forward.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

An enormous invisible phantom hammer manifested in the void, transforming into countless small mountains, crashing towards the sword array, accompanied by intense roaring sounds, crack!

The sword array’s death gate was the first to shatter.

With Ding Ling’s formidable cultivation?

How could a mere sword array formed by third-rate, second-rate warriors withstand his Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique?!

Once truly angered, when he unleashed his fury, even the death gate faced the brunt of his power, and was shattered instantly!

Ding Ling pressed his advantage relentlessly.

Now that enmity was established, there was no reason to hold back.

Bam bam bam!

He activated Ascending Skill, Flying Swallow Technique, wielding the Drumming Golden Hammer, charged left and right, overcoming all obstacles, leaving a trail of bloodshed!

No one was his match, not even for a single round.

Anyone struck by the Drumming Golden Hammer couldn’t even scream before turning into a pile of broken flesh!

With the leading Daoist’s terrified expression, Ding Ling advanced quickly like ’sailing through waves,’ killing his way to his front, and swung the hammer down on him.

"Ah!"

The leading Daoist couldn’t help but scream shrilly:

"I am Zhao Zhijing, number one among Quanzhen Sect’s third-generation disciples, you cannot kill me!"

Zhao Zhijing?!

Ding Ling hesitated slightly, and his hammer slowed somewhat.

Zhao Zhijing noticed clearly, hastily suppressing his fear, he quickly said:

"I am apprenticed under one of the Quanzhen Seven Elders, Wang Chuyi, and am Wang Chuyi’s chief disciple, the future Sect Leader of Quanzhen Sect. If you kill me, Jianghu will have no place for you in the future, sir, think carefully before acting!"

"Oh?"

Ding Ling glanced at the scene, noticing there were scarcely any Daoists left, the ground covered with corpses and ’broken mud’!

The grand hall stained with a layer of filth and blood.

At this point.

Ding Ling was certain he was an enemy of the Quanzhen Sect.

Is there any reason to hold back?

Thinking this.

Ignoring Zhao Zhijing’s incessant chatter, he casually swung his hammer down, boom! With a fierce gust of strength, it instantly sent Zhao Zhijing flying ten zhang away, his body being ’ravaged’ by great force, unrecognizable.

Thud!

When he hit the ground, he had already become a heap of broken flesh.

Unless facing a body-refining giant.

Anyone daring to take the Drumming Golden Hammer head-on ended this way.

"Celestial Spirit North Dipper Array, merely so."

Initially, Ding Ling was shocked by the grand, surging momentum of the Celestial Spirit North Dipper Array.

Now it seemed.

It was merely a façade, appearing impressive but ultimately unimpressive.

Yet Ding Ling understood.

It wasn’t the Celestial Spirit North Dipper Array that was weak.

It was the people arranging the array that were too feeble.

He scanned the area, noticing a torn secret manual protruding from the clothing of a dismembered corpse.

He flicked it with his toe, sending the secret manual flying.

Ding Ling grabbed it, flipping through it swiftly.

In just a few breaths, he read through it page by page, scanning thoroughly.

A book instantly materialized in Ding Ling’s library.

In an instant.

[Quanzhen Swordsmanship Full Level]

[Strength +0.1]

[Dexterity +0.1] 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

[Constitution +0.1]

Concepts, esoteric truths, and principles of Quanzhen Swordsmanship surged in his mind.

And soon after, they fused into instinct, ingrained in Ding Ling’s limbs and bones, throughout his body.

Ding Ling quickly mastered this Quanzhen Swordsmanship.

And smoothly reached the realm of Great Perfection.

"It’s actually a superior swordsmanship."

Ding Ling looked at the secret manual before him and casually tossed it into his Storage Pouch.

He hadn’t expected to gain a Quanzhen Swordsmanship here.

Moreover, judging by the sword technique’s essence and esoteric truth, it was indeed remarkable. Yet none of the Daoists truly unleashed the power of this superior swordsmanship, otherwise, Ding Ling wouldn’t have won so easily.

He glanced at the few remaining Daoists. Their faces were pale with terror, some pretended to be dead on the ground, others paralyzed with incontinence, and some with pale faces and darting eyes, contemplating escape.

But upon catching Ding Ling’s gaze, they instantly followed suit, sitting down to show their weakness and absence of hostility.

No one dared to move.

Afraid that if they moved, they’d be hammered by Ding Ling, and while being hammered wasn’t the worst, the issue was that once struck, they wouldn’t be recognized in death.

"Where did this murderous fiend come from? He kills without blinking!"

"It’s terrifying! Such an astonishing hammer technique, never heard of in the martial arts world! Who is he?!"

"That idiot Zhao Zhijing. He should’ve asked clearly earlier, yet didn’t even inquire before attacking this ferocious man, such foolishness!"

...

The remaining Daoists were deeply resentful towards Zhao Zhijing.

They recalled Zhao Zhijing’s earlier confrontation with Guo Jing, it seemed similar, resulting in a great battle.

Now, facing this peerless savage, he did the same.