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Bang!
Jiang Ning kicked a boulder to the side, and the boulder rolled down the stone steps. The dense crowd rushing up the mountain saw the boulder rolling down and hurriedly ran down the mountain, but they were immediately overtaken by the boulder behind them and crushed, causing screams of agony.
Chapter 191: The Burning of the Thousand-Foot Tower
Since the start of the battle, Jiang Ning has lost count of how many people he has killed. Waves of people from the foot of the mountain surge up, only to be driven back by him, then surge up again, only to be driven back again, in an endless cycle.
To this day, the crowd, composed of various large and small forces and independent individuals from the martial arts world, has still not broken through his defenses, leaving only corpses behind.
However, Jiang Ning did not feel any joy.
Although he now appears to be an invincible force, he knows that these are just small fry. These people are at the bottom of the martial arts world, with low martial arts skills, and are being used as cannon fodder. The real masters and elites are all behind him.
"..."
Watching Jiang Ning in front of them, who seemed like a machine, killing people tirelessly and without stopping, Ning Zhongze and the others behind him were speechless.
"Master's wife, where is Master?"
Linghu Chong then asked a question.
Ning Zhongze replied, "Your master is at Jin Suo Guan, he'll be here soon."
Upon learning that these people had begun their assault on the mountain, Ning Zhongze and the others could no longer remain idle. They left behind a dozen or so disciples to look after the younger ones, while all the other disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect gathered on the North Peak, forming a long line, ready to provide support at any time upon receiving information from the front.
Yue Buqun had confidence in Jiangning and did not rush to Qianchizhuang immediately. Instead, he set up defenses in the rear, planning to fight and retreat if the front could not hold out.
Seeing Jiang Ning still handling things with ease, Ning Zhongze, Master Dingyi, and Daoist Tianmen gradually relaxed and sat down on the steps.
"If they stop their offensive, let me go and relieve Jiang Ning."
Master Dingyi said something.
Ning Zhongze was about to speak when she heard this, but Linghu Chong spoke first.
"Let me do it later, Uncle-Master."
He's been waiting here for ages.
Ning Zhongze had originally planned to suggest that she go first, but when she heard that Linghu Chong had spoken, she nodded and said, "Master, let our Huashan Sect go first. You, Brother Tianmen, and your nephews can rest first."
Although the others came to help, Ning Zhongze still felt bad about letting them step in when her own family members weren't even there.
Upon hearing this, Abbess Dingyi remained silent, her gaze fixed ahead, ready to respond at any moment.
An hour later.
Jiang Ning still stood at the end of the Thousand-Foot Cliff, his expression cold and stern. At this moment, his robes were stained with blood, and the sword in his hand had become a blood-stained sword.
The ground beneath his feet was covered in large patches of blood, and the stones beside him were also stained with blood.
The momentum of those below the mountain had slowed, but they still did not stop their offensive.
Now it was completely dark, and Mount Hua was pitch black at night. These martial arts practitioners, carrying torches, rushed up the mountain, stepping over the corpses lying on the Thousand-Foot Cliff.
Seeing the flames and piles of corpses below, Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes and then shouted to his back.
"Oil drum".
The crowd, who had been waiting for half a day, finally heard Jiang Ning's words and hurriedly rolled the oil drum over.
"Junior brother, be careful."
Linghu Chong threw two oil barrels at Jiang Ning, shouting as he did so.
Jiang Ning glanced behind him, then leaped into the air and kicked the oil drum that Linghu Chong had thrown at him, sending it crashing down.
The oil drums exploded in mid-air, spilling oil onto the men, instantly igniting the torches in their hands.
"what!!!!"
Many people were burned and hurriedly patted the flames off their bodies to extinguish them, and the advance up the mountain came to a halt.
Jiang Ning kicked oil drums down the mountain one after another, and several Huashan disciples held oil drums and lay them on the ground, the oil drums spreading down the stone steps.
"Torches."
Jiang Ning shouted again, and the Huashan disciples behind him quickly handed him a torch.
Jiang Ning took the torch, squatted down, and lit the oil that had soaked into the ground. The flames spread instantly, seeping down at a visible speed, covering the corpses on the stone steps of the Thousand-Foot Cliff, and crackling as they burned.
"I!!"
One of the martial arts practitioners, seeing the rapidly spreading flames, widened his eyes. The next second, he turned and jumped down, stepping on the bodies of the people below as he frantically ran down. The others, seeing the raging fire, were terrified and fled in panic. But going uphill was difficult, and going downhill was even more difficult. Below them was a large group of people, and no matter how fast they ran, they couldn't outrun the raging fire. In the blink of an eye, they were caught up and let out heart-wrenching screams.
Jiang Ning squatted at the end of the Thousand-Foot Cliff, watching the entire stone staircase of the Thousand-Foot Cliff burn completely, the flames reflecting a bright red light onto his face.
Jiang Ning's face was expressionless, but the firelight flickered in his eyes.
……
"What's going on? Why haven't they made it up yet after all this time?"
The people below the mountain looked extremely grim as they watched the attack continue unabated.
Sima Da sent one of his subordinates to the front to inquire, and before long, someone from the front returned.
"Island Master, there's an ambush on the mountain. The brothers can't get up there. What should we do?"
The man looked anxious.
Sima Da frowned upon hearing this: "Isn't it normal to have an ambush? With so many of you, you could have made it up there even if you piled up corpses."
The man who returned looked dejected: "The enemy is guarding up there, and the terrain is too narrow; we really can't get up there."
Sima Da frowned and remained silent upon hearing this.
Another person asked, "After attacking for so long, how many people are defending on the other side? Have you figured out their numbers?"
"The other party is just one person."
"one person?"
The others finally couldn't help but show their surprise.
Sima Da's face was extremely ugly.
"The other guy alone managed to stop so many of you?"
He felt like swearing.
Upon hearing this, Ji Wushi frowned and asked, "Is it Yue Buqun who is guarding it?"
Since the opponent only had one person guarding the position, yet was able to hold off so many people, then no one but Yue Buqun should be able to do it.
"No."
The person being asked quickly shook his head: "He's a young man."
"young people?"
Ji Wushi was taken aback.
"Ning Yanwang?"
The man quickly shook his head: "I don't know, but he was very young and had high martial arts skills. All the brothers died at his hands."
Ji Wushi was at a loss for words upon hearing this.
There was definitely more than one person guarding the enemy, but these people had rushed here and hadn't even found out the enemy's specific situation. They were blocked by one person on the other side and couldn't get up the Thousand-Foot Cliff. He didn't know what to say about these people's incompetence.
"Mr. Ji, what do you think we should do?"
Sima Da then sought Ji Wushi's opinion again.
Ji Wushi was about to speak when a towering flame in the distance caught his eye.
Sima Da and the others also turned to look.
A line of fire stretched hundreds of meters down the towering Mount Hua, its flames soaring into the sky in a spectacular display that left them speechless.
They seemed to hear the heart-wrenching cries of pain from countless people.
Chapter 192: The King of Hell Guards the Pass
"Have the people from the Huashan Sect gone mad?"
Seeing the flames that stretched hundreds of meters down the mountain from afar, Sima Da and the others were filled with shock and anger.
“That’s cruel.”
Ji Wushi was at a loss for words.
The young man possessed extraordinary martial arts skills and ruthless methods. With these three qualities combined, he could already guess who was guarding the Thousand-Foot Cliff.
Looking at the distant Mount Hua shrouded in darkness, and the spectacular sight of a flame piercing the mountain like a sharp sword, Ji Wushi couldn't help but sigh.
"No wonder he is called the King of Hell; his reputation is truly well-deserved."
The other martial arts figures also watched this scene in the distance with grim expressions.
……
"No wonder Junior Brother Jiang Ning asked us to cut down all the flowers, trees and shrubs around here before. So that's what he wanted to do."
A disciple of Mount Hua couldn't help but comment upon seeing this scene.
Thousand-foot Cliff is mostly rocky cliffs with little vegetation, so it won't take much time to clear it. The flames that Jiang Ning has created now seem impressive, but they are only burning the oil, the corpses on Thousand-foot Cliff, and the people who have been set on fire.
"What happened? Did those people set fire to the mountain?"
Just then, Yue Buqun, who had been at Jin Suo Guan, rushed over. His voice arrived even before he did.
"No, it was Junior Brother Jiang Ning who made it."
Linghu Chong was about to stand up and bow when he saw Yue Buqun arrive, but he quickly said something after hearing this.
Yue Buqun was relieved after hearing the answer.
He saw the dazzling firelight when he was at Jin Suo Guan, and thought that the other side was setting fire to attack the mountain. He was afraid that Jiang Ning and the others would not be able to withstand the attack, so he rushed over in a hurry. It turned out to be a false alarm.
"How is the situation now?"
Yue Buqun calmed himself down a bit and asked.
“Those people have been attacking for two hours, but Ning’er has stopped them and they haven’t been able to break through.”
Ning Zhongze replied.
Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun pondered for a moment, then moved slightly closer to the Thousand-Foot Cliff to observe the situation below.
At this moment, the Thousand-Foot Tower was completely engulfed in flames, and corpses inside were being burned by the fire, crackling occasionally as the corpse oil burned.
Some people were still struggling and writhing in the flames on the Thousand-Foot Cliff, their screams as mournful as ghosts, which were quite eerie in the silent night.
At this moment, Jiang Ning was squatting on the side, occasionally lifting oil drums and pouring them down to keep the fire going for the people below. The stone steps of the Thousand-Foot Cliff were already filled with the aroma of meat.
"vomit!"
The aroma of meat wafted down the mountain to the crowd, causing many martial arts practitioners to feel a churning in their stomachs.
When the Thousand-Foot Tower in Jiangning was burned down, quite a few people managed to escape by running down it, but many more were engulfed in flames as they ran down. Some were even covered in oil and burned beyond recognition.
They ran toward the crowd that hadn't approached the Thousand-Foot Tower, pieces of flesh falling off their bodies as they went.
"Save me! Save me!"
Their voices were shrill, their throats sounding as if they had been slashed with a knife, and the way they ran was a visual assault on the group of people.
"what!!"
Those who came down from the Thousand-Foot Cliff rushed into the crowd, frantically begging for help from others, plunging the crowd into chaos.
"what!!"
One person was hit, and flames began to spread over his body. He quickly kicked away the person who was rushing at him and frantically patted the flames off his body.
"Water! Bring me some water!"
puff!