Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents - Chapter 51
Chapter 51: Chapter 51: A Massacre Begins
Translator: 549690339
With this punch, Jiang Ming created a sense of temporal chaos.
The fusion of nine kinds of Yang realms, even if it was just an initial fusion, caused a burst of power that made Jiang Ming’s own heart tremble.
Too strong.
Boom boom boom…
It was like a nuclear explosion. The void seemed unable to bear it, creating a twisted feeling. Many martial artists who attacked him were blasted away and spat out blood before they even hit the ground.
Five or six of them had their bodies explode on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
More than thirty powerful masters were attacking.
Not only did he manage to block them, but he also killed several of them.
So powerful that it made people shudder.
At this moment, Jiang Ming’s aura suddenly weakened. This was the side effect of having his body’s Qi being drained in an instant. However, the immense Dantian erupted like a volcano, generating a raging current of Qi, which quickly flowed throughout his body.
At this moment, a sword light rushed from behind, as if controlling the speed of light and piercing through time and space, reaching Jiang Ming’s back in the blink of an eye.
It was clearly an attempt to take advantage of his weakened state.
The tip of the sword contained an extremely sharp aura, unstoppable, and able to break and pierce through anything.
Jiang Ming’s aura had reached its limit and began to weaken, seemingly telling the hidden onlooker that this was the perfect opportunity to attack.
Anyone would think that he had exhausted too much energy and was at the end of his strength.
After all, what kind of powerful opponents did he just fight against?
Would it be possible to block and kill them with little effort?
“Trying to take advantage of me?” Jiang Ming sneered as his body suddenly twisted. Without even showing how he acted, a finger had already blocked the tip of the sword.
A dazzling light gathered at his fingertip, like the stars in the night sky.
The long sword suddenly stopped and then exploded in a burst of light. The famous sword couldn’t withstand the force of the collision and shattered on the spot.
The attacker’s pupils constricted, and his hair stood on end, showing an incredulous look on his face.
His long sword was a treasure, and there were few comparable weapons in the world.
Even under the circumstances of a surprise attack, he would have been confident in killing Elder Zhang.
But his opponent successfully blocked him.
The power that was supposed to be weak did not diminish at all.
And he shattered the long sword.
“What kind of monster are you?!” The middle-aged man couldn’t help but curse as his defense was broken; his body, like a puff of green smoke, suddenly retreated.
He wanted to leave.
If the first attack didn’t succeed, he would quickly retreat.
“You want to escape?” Jiang Ming sneered coldly. With a slight movement of his feet, he shot out faster and more urgently than his opponent.
During the previous battle, his mind had encompassed all directions, observing everyone clearly, both those who attacked openly and secretly.
Just like this opponent; a Great Grandmaster.
He was not a Great Grandmaster of Dalin Temple but was skilled in hiding techniques and comprehending sharp realms. According to the secrets narrated by the Ninth Princess, he speculated that it should be the Tower Master of the Blood Shadow Tower.
It was also an organization of assassins.
In an instant, he caught up with his opponent.
“Blood Shadow Tower Master? If you came, you shouldn’t leave!” said Jiang Ming, as he pointed out a finger. The light suddenly appeared, like a meteor streaking across the sky.
This was his comprehension of the Star-pointing Finger.
With the Six Meridians Divine Sword as the main style and multiple finger techniques as references, combined with the realms of wind, speed, and sharpness, he created the most powerful finger technique.
A touch of starlight at his fingertip shattered all countless laws.
The Blood Shadow Tower Master’s hair stood on end, unable to dodge the attack. He raised his hand and turned it into a fist, striking the sword.
His face suddenly changed.
The fist wind was penetrated, the entwined Air of Gang was easily torn apart, then his skin was broken, and the force shot up along his arm from his shoulder.
As the pain arrived, his arm burst open.
One finger shattered his arm.
Slap…
Jiang Ming’s big hand swung, his Qi surged, and his Primal qi condensed, turning into a large handprint that smashed his opponent into the ground, creating a deep pit in the hard rock.
He landed and stepped on the opponent’s chest.
At this moment, apart from the screams, everyone was stunned.
Between the rise of the rabbit and the fall of the eagle, Jiang Ming’s combat record shocked everyone.
“Is he still human?” Constable Jin was horrified.
“Not a human, but a god!” Lu Yuan took a deep breath, and the rich smell of blood calmed him down.
Jiang Ming’s combat power made him, a Great Grandmaster, feel insignificant. “1 was worried that he would be buried and it would be troublesome to recover his body later, but it seems that there is no need to worry now.” Lu Yuan felt much more relaxed, but looking at the corpses around and the huge Gate of the Hill, his heart suddenly sank, and he sighed quietly, “Brother Jiang always says that if you don’t seek death, you won’t die. Look, Dalin Temple has invited what kind of people?”
“Eight of the Demon Sect’s Twelve Dharma Kings have come. After Sect Leader Yang Kaitai’s death, they are the strongest foundation. Now, they have basically all arrived. Knowing that Brother Jiang is very strong, they still came in large numbers, isn’t that stupid?” Lu Yuan continued.
“Not really stupid, they should be confident since it’s Dalin Temple. After a thousand years of accumulation, there are countless powerful people, as well as many experts invited by Dalin Temple. Who can resist such forces in the world? Even Elder Zhang couldn’t.” Constable Jin said seriously, “They are confident, but perhaps, they also want to take revenge for the Sect Leader. According to the Demon Sect’s style, who could ascend to the throne if they don’t take revenge? This should also be a test for the position of the Sect Leader.”
“That makes sense, but either way, they’re done for. This time, the Demon Sect is completely finished.” Lu Yuan looked somewhat gleeful, “Have you noticed? There’s also the leader of the Sea Sand Gang, the leader of the Giant Whale Gang, the leader of the Black Water Sect, and so on. It seems like they’re all little brothers of Dalin Temple.”
“Oh, those burly, simply dressed warriors with a fierce aura should be from the North Barbarians.”
“And those in black clothes, with a sense of authority, perhaps… hey, interesting!”
“A group of such terrifying existences, but Jiang Ming killed the Guangming Monk, punched through several Grandmasters, and heavily wounded the others, making them all vomit blood.”
“I was dumbfounded.”
“That’s not all, the moment Brother Jiang was ambushed, my heart jumped into my throat. That Great Grandmaster attacked just when Jiang Ming’s aura weakened. The timing was impeccable. If I were in his place, I would’ve been dead for sure.”
“Brother Jiang blocked it with just one finger.”
“Then he killed him in retaliation!”
“This…”
Lu Yuan couldn’t help but grin.
This was so surreal.
“That should be the Tower Master of the Blood Shadow Tower. He is actually in the Grandmaster Realm. It’s so unexpected.” Constable Jin also sighed, but wondered, “As an assassin organization, why did he take action?”
This was also Jiang Ming’s question.
“Dalin Temple offered too much!” The Tower Master under his foot answered.
“As a Great Grandmaster, what can still entice you?” Jiang Ming puzzled.
The Tower Master of Blood Shadow Tower was silent, and then said, “How about sparing my life? From now on, Blood Shadow Tower will be at your service.”
Bang…
Jiang Ming moved his foot and crushed him directly.
At my service?
He didn’t feel comfortable keeping an assassin around, and there was no need for it.
His gaze shifted to Master Pudu.
The abbot trembled, his hands clasped, revealing a compassionate smile, sincerely and humbly said, “Benefactor Jiang, what can we do to make you spare our Dalin Temple?”
“Spare?” Jiang Ming said, and then pounced, “If you don’t die today, I’ll let you go!”
Today, he would slaughter relentlessly..
