Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1283: Chapter 996: Imprisoning the Dragon! Heading to Wudang!

Boom!!——

Fire, carrying a hint of the scent of cumin chili oil, suddenly blazed up from the wounds on the Demon Dragon’s body.

A series of dense little sparks of damage burst from the Demon Dragon’s head, causing a frenzy of cheers among many players.

Yet in the next moment, the air suddenly became oppressive and restless. Jiang Dali and the others all tensed, sensing the vast power of heaven and earth gathering towards the Demon Dragon’s massive body.

A thunderous roar erupted, akin to a wild storm surge.

”Roar!!”

Countless players rushing forward were all torn apart and killed by this violent shockwave, turning into white light and disappearing.

The ground upheaved, large patches of earth and broken trees tossed about with grass scraps and countless player bodies, colliding in the wind.

Boom boom boom——

It was as if a magnitude seven or eight earthquake had hit, the land shattered and exploded under intense Qi Force impact.

In just the blink of an eye, nearly a third of the originally crowded scene was cleared.

Over ten thousand players perished under this furious roar from the Demon Dragon.

More surviving players fell into a stunned daze, standing frozen in place unsure of what to do.

In the distance, the numerous Mongolian Army outside Jingyan Palace were already petrified by the terrifying spectacle over here.

A piercing, eardrum-breaking sound of metal twisting suddenly rang out from the misty riverbank.

”No good!”

Jiang Dali’s gaze narrowed slightly, his legs bending ever so slightly. In the next moment, he stomped fiercely on the ground.

With a booming sound, the square stone trembled, his feet propelled into Sky Dragon Seven Steps rushing into the sky, instantly entering Golden Bell Invulnerability state.

”Slash!”

The Demon Dragon, suffused with enraged unwilling roars, concentrated all its power to smash against the cage, claws full of scales forcibly twisting the iron cage into a remarkable curve, with its huge dragon head managing to squeeze out halfway.

At this instant, ”Boom!”

A figure bathed in dazzling golden light holding a large red fiery blade hastily charged forward like a meteor.

”Roar!”

The sight of the enemy ignited rage-blazing eyes, the Demon Dragon let out a wild roar, the suppressed strength under its scales wildly erupting, opening its fang-filled mouth wide, a mass of fiercely corrosive toxic flame swirling within, suddenly shooting electrically towards Jiang Dali.

In the nick of time.

Jiang Dali swung the large blade in his hands in a perfect arc, furiously cleaving out as if a gigantic red serpent streaked fiercely through mid-air, severing the toxic Qi Force.

Then, a series of thunderous booms accompanied by the Demon Dragon’s roar burst open in mid-air!

Clang!!!——

The massive iron cage was almost overturned by the tyrannical twenty-zhang Saber Qi, nearly rolling back into the river!

The shorter horn on the Demon Dragon’s head also snapped, scales atop its head shattered, blood sprayed, the red flesh ripped open, its head forcefully shoved back into the iron cage, spinning as if trapped within a whirlwind.

Boom——

The ground and the distant river surface were plowed by the residual Saber Qi into a trench over a dozen meters wide, five or six meters deep, the earth charred, the river surface boiling.

This astonishing scene, paired with the twenty-two-zhang Saber Qi and Jiang Dali’s golden giant-like robust figure, along with the ”-19393!” massive damage exploding atop the Demon Dragon’s head, created an intensely compelling visual impact.

Nearby, players could only watch with mouths agape, deeply moved.

But soon, the majority of players couldn’t help but shout in disappointment and frustration.

”Oh no! The village chief intervened! We failed our Dragon Slayer task!”

”We were just saying not to let the village chief intervene! Now, it hasn’t even been half an hour, and we’ve resorted to having the village chief intervene.”

”Damn it! We didn’t even get a taste of the soup, and it’s over already?”

”That Demon Dragon was about to break free, and who knew the chef ahead would be so ruthless with that chili oil, setting it ablaze. If I were the Demon Dragon, I’d rage too.”

The players beat their chests and stomped their feet, all receiving notice on their panels that the ”Dragon Slaying Conference” task was completed, along with a reckoning of the damage dealt by many players to the Demon Dragon, listing a damage leaderboard.

The notice showed that the total damage dealt by players to the Demon Dragon constituted about two percent of the Demon Dragon’s total blood bar, task completion rating at D-level, considered a poor performance.

Such performance, in the eyes of most professional players, was akin to task failure.

Yet at this moment, Jiang Dali having already intervened, the faction task officially reached its conclusion, leaving many players yearning, their appetites whetted.

He originally hoped the players could persist as long as possible, as this would allow him to harvest more abundant Cultivation Points and Potential Points.

Unfortunately, given the chance, this group of players couldn’t grasp it.

Rather than being ineffective.

They were too effective.

Coming up with such a destructive trick as pouring oil on the Demon Dragon and setting it alight, and using chili oil at that, even the most docile Demon Dragon facing such a method would explode entirely, almost forcing the Demon Dragon to break loose from the cage.

Jiang Dali certainly couldn’t allow the Demon Dragon to break free from the cage.

Otherwise, in this vast world, it would be difficult to recapture the Demon Dragon to guard his Mountain Village as a Divine Beast, protecting his wealth.

At this moment, seizing the chance when the Demon Dragon was dazed by Yidao’s strike, Jiang Dali grasped the twisted and expanding iron cage with his pair of Vajra Iron Palms.

With a thunderous shout, his muscles bulged explosively, instantly entering Destruction State, blue veins popping all over his head as he slowly bent the adult-sized fist-thick curved iron pillars back straight inch by inch.

The sight stunned Lu Xiaofeng and others who had rushed over, their hearts trembling and some gaping.

”Roar!”

The Demon Dragon regained some clarity, let out a low growl, and was about to stretch forward its claws and struggle in resistance.

”Stay put!”

Jiang Dali punched straight into its jaw, causing the Demon Dragon to screech wildly. He swiftly thrust the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber into the Demon Dragon’s wound, activating the saber’s Absorb Three Elements effect.

The Breaking Realm Pearl on the hilt instantly emitted a demonic radiance like the eye of a devil.

Writhing in pain, the Demon Dragon’s needle-like short whiskers fluttered, its green and red thick scales fiercely clashing against the iron cage, while its massive tail swung ”huo huo,” sweeping dirt and stones flying with a ”sha sha” sound, yet it couldn’t stop the swift absorption of the Three Elements within its body by the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber, causing its struggle to gradually weaken.

Soso——

Jiang Dali swiftly grabbed the chains on the iron cage and directly threw them inside, threading them out from the other side.

After several such insertions, regardless of how angrily the Demon Dragon struggled, it couldn’t escape, being forcibly fixed in the iron cage by sturdy chains, panting heavily and letting out unwilling low growls.

Jiang Dali tied a dead knot on the top of the iron cage with the chain, completely locking the ferocious beast inside, thoroughly subduing it, then quickly withdrew the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber to prevent the Demon Dragon from being absorbed into dragon jerky.

However, just a moment ago, the wild absorption had already dropped the blood bar on the Demon Dragon’s head by ten percent, now leaving it with only about seventy percent remaining, its spirit languishing and energy weak.

Jiang Dali knew that neither the cracked short horn nor the external skin injuries meant much to the Demon Dragon.

Only the Devouring of its spirit and energy by the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber was the real damage, breaking the Demon Dragon’s boundless energy.

This is also the power of a Divine Weapon.

People in the Martial World all hope to have a Divine Weapon, for indeed, a Divine Weapon can significantly enhance combat strength.

Otherwise, even with just a pair of Iron Fists, Jiang Dali self-assessed that subduing this creature, whose power was nearly equal to his, and whose body couldn’t be harmed without a Divine Weapon, would be very difficult.

At this moment, players around gradually gathered, all passionately and reverently gazing at Jiang Dali, along with curious, fearful, and greedy glances directed at the Demon Dragon within the iron cage.

The Demon Dragon was completely restrained, with its dragon head bound within the cage, even its slightly protruding dragon mouth wrapped dead tight by iron chains, its pupils filled with disgust and rage glaring at the densely surrounded Abnormal People.

It was this group of what it once considered insignificant bugs that managed to torment it with many strange and bizarre means, causing unbearable pain and frustration.

Compared to the severe injury inflicted by the strong human in front of it, the harm caused by this group of weak, annoying bugs was minimal, yet couldn’t block the unbearable pain either, making every wound feel searing, and its eyes itch terribly after being showered with nauseating powder.

”Welcome ceremony complete!”

Jiang Dali sheathed the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber behind his cloak, clapped the dust from his palms, and gazed at the highly spiritual Demon Dragon, saying, ”That was just my underlings welcoming you warmly; hope you get used to it. If you submit to me, naturally, you can avoid this humiliation.”

The green light in the Demon Dragon’s eyes surged, green hair fluttering without wind, a spray of corrosive gas from upraised, flat nostrils, lantern-like green eyes full of dread and resentment fixated on Jiang Dali, then slowly closed its miserable, verdant eyes, clearly still unyielding.

Jiang Dali reached out and tapped the iron cage, producing a ”clang clang” sound, laughing, ”I know you don’t recognize anyone who hasn’t mastered the War God Chronicles, but it won’t be long. Once I’ve learned the War God Chronicles, you’ll naturally bow down to me.”

The Demon Dragon remained as still as a mountain, but its dragon ears stood erect, and its eyelids covered with fine scales moved slightly, apparently its mind was not as indifferent as it appeared.

Seeing this, Jiang Dali realized there’s a chance, thinking indeed learning the War God Chronicles, or at least mastering some Dragon-subduing Skills, is necessary for the Demon Dragon’s submission.

Though the Demon Dragon is highly spiritual, ultimately it’s a beast. No matter how cunning, it isn’t as adept as humans in concealing thoughts and expressions, and some verbal probing would reveal insights.

With matters here concluded, the Dragon Slaying Conference officially announced its end.

Jiang Dali exited the Golden Bell Unbreakable Body State, slowly regulating his breath for recovery. He planned to sway his cloak heroically before many players as he turned, only to grasp air with his big hand.

Gazing down at himself, he realized, thanks to the Demon Dragon’s courtesy, he was now clothes-tattered, devoid of any Great Village Chief’s imposing image, akin to a beggar.

Beside him, Xiao Feng wasn’t faring much better.

Yet after all, given that he was a former Beggar Gang Leader, Jiang Dali thought he still looked quite unique with a hat off and a style change.

Sikong Zhaixing shook his head teasingly, ”You don’t have a cloak now to cover that mighty, brawny frame of yours, Village Chief.”

Ding Peng sized up Jiang Dali, an otherwise ordinary face now showed a clean and pure smile, ”I think your Mountain Village really needs to hire a tailor of exceptional craftsmanship, to tailor a suit from dragon skin for you, to prevent any awkward situations like this.”

Lu Xiaofeng nodded in agreement, arms crossed, smiling with dimples, ”Actually, it’s not a bad thing. Old Jiang with this appearance might attract many female Abnormal People to throw themselves at him. Alas, Old Jiang surely won’t enjoy it as I would.”

Jiang Dali frowned, raising a fist.

Lu Xiaofeng quickly dodged away with a suave smile, ”A man who lives fifty years, at least ten years are wasted. Five of those years are spent waiting for women to change clothes, and the other five waiting for them to undress. Old Jiang, isn’t that a waste?”

The few around heard this and laughed out loud.

Jiang Dali shook his head, looking towards the many eager players keenly watching, finding these players about to create Cultivation Points for him rather adorable.

This batch of over fifty thousand players should be able to contribute millions of Cultivation Points and Potential Points.

Plus, with numerous Mountain Village Players and Eight Desolate Disciples returning to branches in Hangzhou, some are bound to learn and enhance Martial Arts in the Hall of Transmitting Skills, potentially contributing another million Cultivation Points and Potential Points.

In this way, perhaps it won’t take until September. Within these few days, he could prepare to break through to Returning Essence Realm.

However, he doesn’t intend to undergo this breakthrough within the Mountain Village. Instead, he plans to visit Wudang Mountain, meet Master Zhang, ask about some buried questions, and complete this crucial breakthrough at Wudang Mountain...

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