Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

SHIING!

Wen Qingye shot forward, his expression frosty. He brandished his sword, and countless streaks of Sword Aura surged out with astonishing power, tearing through the sky. The violent, swirling sand and Evil Qi around them were blasted away.

”I can see why Lim Tian lost to you.”

Zhang Chun watched the ferocious Sword Aura approach, its sharp glint forcing him to narrow his eyes. The Primordial Qi fluctuations contained within this Sword Aura completely surpassed the cultivation of an ordinary Life and Death Realm Second Layer expert. Combined with Wen Qingye’s superb Sword Technique Cultivation, it seemed his killing of Lim Tian hadn’t been entirely due to luck.

”However, I am not Lim Tian.”

Zhang Chun violently shook the Long Halberd in his hand and thrust it forward. A powerful wave of Primordial Qi swept out. The shadow of the halberd transformed into an enormous python that roared as if it had merged with the weapon’s shaft, charging straight for Wen Qingye.

BANG!

Violent Primordial Qi fluctuations blasted outward, creating a vacuum within a hundred-zhang radius of the two fighters. The ground was exposed, showing only yellow sand and a few desiccated corpses. Even the raging Evil Qi in the surroundings could not penetrate this area.

All around them, experts from various factions stared in astonishment at the large vacuum. Inside it, the two men were fighting in a place ravaged by Evil Qi.

Many onlookers couldn’t help but click their tongues in amazement. ’Those two are really something else—skilled and fearless.’ It was clear neither was holding back. The sandstorm was thick with Evil Qi; a single moment of carelessness, allowing it to invade one’s Primordial Spirit, would result in a devastating price.

Many were also surprised. Who was Zhang Chun? The Vice Sect Leader of the Asura Sect, with a cultivation at the Life and Death Realm Fifth Layer. Yet Wen Qingye had clashed with him and hadn’t been utterly defeated. How could they not be amazed? One had to understand, the two were separated by an entire generation.

You could count on one hand the number of people from the younger generation who could accomplish such a feat.

SWOOSH!

Amidst the swirling, violent Primordial Qi, Wen Qingye’s figure shot back, retreating rapidly and carving a long, clear trail across the sand.

Zhang Chun’s expression changed. He hadn’t expected Wen Qingye to actually block that last move. Anger flared in his heart.

”This next move will finish you!”

A sinister light flashed in Zhang Chun’s eyes. A translucent, Yingying white glow began to emanate from his body. His flesh, blood, muscles, and bones all seemed to boil as an extremely powerful force rippled out from every inch of his being.

He stomped his foot and rose directly into the air. His body shot forward, and within a few breaths, he was face to face with Wen Qingye. They could both see the cold intent surging in each other’s eyes.

”Emperor’s Dominating Spirit Halberd!”

The Long Halberd in Zhang Chun’s hand thrust out violently, tearing apart the surrounding wind and sand with exceptional ferocity.

Seeing the halberd sweeping toward him, Wen Qingye took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the One Thought Sword. ’It seems my only choice is to wait for Xiao Zuilan to join forces with me. For now, I just have to hold Zhang Chun off.’ As his thoughts raced, the sword in his hand moved just as quickly.

”Third Sword of the Cold Ice Sword Technique! Cold Current Vortex!”

Countless ice-blue vortexes began to spin around Wen Qingye, merging into one massive whirlpool. It was crystal clear and sparkling, seeming to freeze the very wind and sand around it.

Then, the countless ice crystals began to coalesce, directly forming a giant sword that charged toward Zhang Chun.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The giant sword and Zhang Chun’s halberd collided violently.

CRACK! SNAP!

Majestic Primordial Qi swept out. The massive, ice-blue sword couldn’t withstand the immense force and shattered into pieces.

Wen Qingye stumbled backward, his face deathly pale. The web between the thumb and forefinger of his right hand, which gripped the One Thought Sword, was soaked in blood.

A mouthful of red blood sprayed from his lips. Only then did Wen Qingye feel a slight sense of relief. ’Zhang Chun truly is an expert of the Life and Death Realm Fifth Layer. Even without using his full strength, I’m no match for him right now.’

”Your life ends here.”

Zhang Chun was about to strike again, Primordial Qi already surging from his palm, when several piercing screams reached his ears.

”AH!” ”AH!” ”AH!”

Three bodies fell from the sky, landing directly at Zhang Chun’s feet. They were the three Asura Sect Elders who had just been besieging Xiao Zuilan.

Zhang Chun was appalled. These three were some of his most prized subordinates—two at the Life and Death Realm Second Layer and one with the cultivation of the Life and Death Realm Third Layer Heaven. But in an instant, all three had died right in front of him. ’Is this woman really that powerful?’

Just then, Xiao Zuilan drifted over at high speed and grabbed Wen Qingye’s arm. With a flick of her hand, she summoned the Spiritual Middle-level Magical Artifact, the Purple Rhyme Brocade. She immediately pulled Wen Qingye onto it.

”Damn you!”

Seeing Xiao Zuilan trying to leave with Wen Qingye, Zhang Chun’s eyes blazed with uncontrollable fury. He swung his halberd directly at her Purple Rhyme Brocade.

”Be annihilated!”

Xiao Zuilan silently chanted a Magic Technique, and the Purple Rhyme Brocade suddenly flared with a wondrous divine light, forming a thick, purple wall that blocked the halberd’s attack.

BANG!

Then, the Purple Rhyme Brocade turned into an arc of purple light and vanished from Zhang Chun’s sight.

After seeing Xiao Zuilan and Wen Qingye disappear, Zhang Chun’s face turned a shade of purplish-red with rage. It shifted between green and white as he gnashed his teeth with a grating sound.

”If it weren’t for the treasure inside the Immortal Corpse this time, I would have pursued you relentlessly and torn you two to a million pieces!”

Seeing Zhang Chun’s ferocious expression, the surrounding crowd fell silent as cicadas in winter, their hearts filled with terror. But when they heard him mention the Immortal Corpse, an intense look of greed immediately flashed in their eyes.

......

The sky gradually darkened, and the surrounding temperature began to drop.

During the day, the sun was scorching, and the surface of the sand was blistering hot. But at night, the desert was deathly still and extremely cold.

On a sand ridge several hundred li from the Evil Land.

Wen Qingye sat cross-legged, the Primordial Qi in his body circulating wildly through his limbs and meridians, repairing his internal injuries.

SHING!

Suddenly, a cold gleam came to a stop at his neck, the blade almost touching his throat.

Wen Qingye slowly opened his eyes. He saw a sharp blade in front of him, and Xiao Zuilan was watching him with a beaming smile.

”Little brother, that’s enough. As long as you’re not dead, it’s fine. No need to restore your cultivation to its peak; we don’t have time for that.”

Wen Qingye looked at the blade before him and said, ”What are you doing? With such a sharp knife, a single slip... that wouldn’t be good, would it?”

Xiao Zuilan waved her hand impatiently. ”Alright, I don’t want to waste time with nonsense. You should know that if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have escaped at all. Hand over the Golden Pages you just obtained, and I’ll spare your life.”