422: Chapter 270: Kill Him Until Blood Flows Like a River!
422: Chapter 270: Kill Him Until Blood Flows Like a River!
Since ancient tis, the dragon has been a symbol of the emperor and imperial power.
Wearing the Dragon Robe, donning the Dragon Crown, the high seat above is called the Dragon Chair…
There are a few theories circulating on why the Empire is nad after the Divine Beast Phoenix.
One is because the map of the Phoenix Empire resembles a large bird; Phoenix being the king of birds, both powerful and prestigious, hence the na.
Another theory is that Chen Bing, the founder of the Zhong Family, heard the cry of a phoenix while half asleep on Mountain Qi; upon investigating, a colorful great bird descended from the sky.
There is also a belief that the Empire was born out of chaos, hard-earned.
Naming it Phoenix signifies the beautiful vision of rebirth from ashes, striving towards a wonderful new life.
However, Tang Fei privately thought, the King as the Dragon and the nation as the Phoenix, Dragon and Phoenix together bring auspice—is there a better on than this?
Slay the dragon?
Was the old man planning to slay the one above?
His wolf-like ambition was clearly exposed.
Tang Fei wanted to tease the old man, his expression serious, he earnestly said, “I think it’s quite alright?
Dragon Slayer, the na itself is imposing and awe-inspiring, imdiately indicating that the sword has an extraordinary origin, certainly a divine weapon…”
The old man naturally knew Tang Fei’s sly inclinations, he glanced at him disdainfully and said, “Anyway, the sword is yours, and you are the one using it, if you dare na it Dragon Slayer…
I have no objections.”
How cunning was the old man?
He simply kicked the ball back.
You said you liked the na, didn’t you?
Have the guts to use it.
Tang Fei didn’t have the guts, of course, he dared not use it.
“However, I feel this na doesn’t suit my personality.” Tang Fei shook his head, looking at the old man, he said, “You know I am a gentle and kind-hearted man…
the character ‘Slaughter’ is too harsh.”
“Can we think of a na with more depth, sothing poetic and picturesque?”
The old man glanced at Tang Fei, said unenthusiastically, “Do you think this is my forte?”
“Hehe…” Tang Fei just grinned and laughed, saying, “If you can’t think of one, then I’ll find soone else to help.”
The na isn’t important, the treasure in hand is what matters most.
Tang Fei held the Dragon Horn Sword, unable to part with it, he knew his “Netherworld Scroll” was mutually attracted to it, enhancing each other, able to exert a greater effect.
Moreover, that subtle aura constantly surged into his body through his palms, thread by thread, cool and refreshing, making him feel imnsely comfortable.
This fresh Qi driven into his body stirred the Yin Yang Qi to circulate on its own, going round and round, completing one cycle after another.
This brought surprise to Tang Fei, if he could maintain such a condition endlessly, day by day, year by year, accumulating over ti, how formidable would the Yin Yang Qi in his body beco?
The old man looked at Tang Fei and asked aloud, “What are your plans next?”
“I ca here to discuss this matter with you,” Tang Fei spoke up, “Master had an epiphany in the Ghost Prison, upon returning he went into seclusion, leaving to act freely.”
“That ans, for the next period, maybe even a long ti…
Master will let be.”
The old man was shocked, his expression one of surprise, he asked, “Xuanyuan Mingjing is in seclusion?”
“Yes,” Tang Fei nodded.
“Xuanyuan Mingjing advanced to Grandmaster twenty years ago, his power profound, the number one expert in the Empire.
What level will he reach once he erges from this seclusion?”
“That is beyond our comprehension,” Tang Fei laughed, shaking his head, “I heard Phoenix ntion that the Grandmaster is the pinnacle of the Mortal Realm.
After the Mortal Realm, there’s the ‘God Realm’, known as Burning Star, Immortal Wanderer, Domain.”
With Xuanyuan Mingjing in seclusion, although Tang Fei temporarily lost the protection of a strong supporter, from a long-term perspective, he was genuinely happy for both his master and himself.
Xuanyuan Mingjing was his master, the more powerful the master beca, the more secure he, the disciple, felt.
Is there a better amulet than a “Grandmaster Disciple”?
The old man glanced at Tang Fei and said, “That’s the stuff of legends, heard of but unseen.
From ancient tis till now, how many have seen the Immortal Realm?”
Tang Fei then rembered his good brother Evil God, who was likely an unparalleled powerhouse a thousand years ago.
Although a great deal of historical docunts was lost or destroyed due to the Blue Star catastrophe, Tang Fei couldn’t find detailed information about him.
However, the Skull Hamr he wielded was among the top on the Divine Artifact List.
Tang Fei and he had friendly spars; with just a vestige of remnant thoughts, he could send him flying with one hamr strike.
To what extent had his power level reached?
Was it the legendary “God Realm”?
“It’s all in human effort.
Perhaps, Master can break the barriers and ascend further?”
“Of course,” the old man nodded in agreent, he voiced, “Xuanyuan Mingjing, as a Grandmaster, has stood at the pinnacle of martial arts for decades.
His every move is watched and followed by countless people, not just dostically but also internationally.”
“I heard that over the years he achieved nothing, daily hiding in the grape courtyard, planting and eating grapes…
this seclusion will certainly yield substantial gains.”
The old man looked at Tang Fei and said, “He re-entered Ghost Prison for you, helping you and also fulfilling himself.
Unexpectedly, he peered into the heavens’ secrets again in the Ghost Prison.”
“Re-entered Ghost Prison?” Tang Fei curiously looked at the old man and asked, “Master had entered Ghost Prison before?”
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