Dragon, the leader of the scaled creatures, an auspicious sign from heaven.
Since ancient tis, dragons have been closely linked with imperial power.
Ancient emperors called themselves ’Son of Heaven’ and were also referred to as ’bodies of the true dragon’.
The princes and princesses were called ’Dragon Son’, ’Dragon Girl’, ’offspring of the dragon’...
Ordinary people might not hesitate to use nas such as ’Dragon Slayer Saber’ or ’Heavenly Sword’ for their weapons.
However, Tang Fei, being the head of the Monitoring Bureau, a close minister of the Royal Family, intimately associated with Phoenix, and frequently visiting Zhong Tianque, as well as being summoned occasionally by Zhong Daolong for questioning...
It was impossible for him not to understand the implications here.
Using ’Dragon Slayer’ as his na was profoundly aningful and warranted further investigation.
Dragon Slayer?
Slaying the dragon?
Was he slaying the taphorical dragon among n or the supre authority?
"I hope it won’t be disappointing," Shen Xinglan’s eyes shimred with divine light, his face carrying a hint of excitent.
No fear.
Shen Xinglan was never afraid.
There was nothing in this world that could frighten him.
There was only anticipation.
Since advancing to the Grandmaster Realm, he had secluded himself to ditate and experience the splendid landscapes within the sect.
Today was the first ti he had used his status as a lesser grandmaster to spar with soone.
Moreover, the opponent was another lesser grandmaster, a barbarian who had suppressed his own rank and then, in his presence, forcibly shattered the mountain gate and barged in.
Most importantly, he was a fellow sect brother.
"Let’s show Master who the true Martial Arts prodigy is."
Shen Xinglan thought to himself.
Tang Fei’s body soared in the mid-air, his pupils still deep black.
No hint of light, nor any whites of his eyes visible, that was a kind of ultimate depth.
As if two black holes had inexplicably appeared on his face.
Yet, those black holes emitted a frenzied, dangerous aura.
His long hair stood on end, and his black cloak fluttered loudly, as if a demon god had descended.
The Yin Erosion Sword sensed its master’s intent to kill, and the black sword blossoms on it shone, with majestic Sword Qi filling hundreds of ters around.
The blade humd, resonating with sounds of wailing ghosts and mournful howls.
This Yin Erosion Sword was originally made from the horn of a millennium-old Yin Jiao, and had slain countless evil spirits in the Ghost Prison, absorbing souls and seizing spirits, naturally making it an extrely yin object in this world.
It had a similar yet different effect compared to Little Fatty’s Skull Hamr.
However, the Skull Hamr itself contained great divine powers, difficult to control for anyone who wasn’t utterly pure and sincere; otherwise, one could be injured or controlled by it.
It led one onto the path of slaughter.
Becoming a second Evil God.
The Yin Erosion Sword complented Tang Fei well; if it weren’t for its constant transfer of the Yin Jiao’s power to Tang Fei, he wouldn’t have been able to accumulate such rich Yin Yang Qi in such a short ti, enabling him to peer into the heavens’ secrets in Turtle Prison and discover the key to advancing to the Grandmaster Realm.
A quantitative change inducing a qualitative change.
The Yin Erosion Sword traced a bizarre arc in the sky, then, with the force of thunder, slashed directly towards Shen Xinglan, who stood on the ground.
One force to break all spells.
Thunderous roar!
The world grew dim, and Sword Qi shrieked.
A black dragon soared through the skies.
With its teeth bared and claws outstretched, it looked ugly and evil, clearly not an auspicious dragon...
This was a Swordsmanship technique Tang Fei had derived from the Dragon Elephant Demon Suppressing Skill, using Yin Yang Qi to form a long dragon, rging Sword Intent and Yin Yang Qi into one.
This way, their attack power could rapidly stack and even double.
Slaying the dragon, and the dragon slays.
Using the black dragon to slaughter all beings, crushing the opponents.
Shen Xinglan also made his move.
His Taia Sword flew out of his hand, suspended mid-air.
His hands ca together in prayer, fingers folded at right angles. His two thumbs pressed against the upper joints of his forefingers, forming a sword shape.
Shen Xinglan muttered under his breath, waves of Sanskrit resounding through the sky.
Purple qi was dense, as if all immortals were coming to court.
As if it could purify all evil forces in the world.
Under the pressure of this Sanskrit, the sword Qi of the Yin Erosion Sword weakened instantly by a third.
The Taia Sword burst into silver light, as if it were a prir that triggered thousands of divine thunders.
Thunder rumbled...
Mysterious thunderous runes twined around the sword body.
"Great Sun Tathagata Sword Seal!"
"Slash!"
Shen Xinglan shouted loudly.
With both hands controlling the sword seal, he also controlled the Taia Sword above in the high sky.
Fierce, resolute, the unrivaled sword Qi from both sides clashed together.
Boom!
First, there was a loud bang.
Then ca the ’hissing’ sound of space tearing.
The dark sky was torn into shreds, like a giant piece of black cloth with nurous uneven holes.
The black was the Yin Erosion Sword’s evil Qi mixing with the sky, and the holes filled with white were the gaps made by the "Great Sun Tathagata Sword Seal."
This truly ripped a piece of the sky.
No, countless pieces.
Tang Fei’s body was blasted away.
Shen Xinglan’s body was also blasted away in the sa manner.
Blood seeped from the corners of Tang Fei’s mouth. The "Great Sun Tathagata Sword Seal" was a supre sword technique, and Shen Xinglan, having imrsed himself in the Sword Dao for many years, made this strike extraordinary.
What made Tang Fei even more uncomfortable was that the "Great Sun Tathagata Sword Seal" was a sword of light, naturally restraining evil Qi...
Hmm, he seed to be the villain in the story?
The evil character dood to be killed by the hero?
So, Tang Fei took a hit with this strike.
Of course, Shen Xinglan also had it tough.
He had never felt such intense evil Qi before.
His body, struck by the evil Qi, still felt an ongoing turmoil in his internal organs.
If it weren’t for his tily use of the family’s secret thod "Shangqing Daoist Scripture" to expel the malice in his heart, his organs might have been displaced by now.
Tang Fei and Shen Xinglan faced each other from a distance.
"This sword is strong..." Shen Xinglan said, "but it’s not enough."
"If this is all you can do," Tang Fei, disregarding his image, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth—it had already spilled, so there was no fear of being seen—"I’m afraid it’s not enough to stop ."
Shen Xinglan frowned slightly. He swung the Taia Sword horizontally, and its Sword Qi surged like a rainbow, instantly reaching in front of Tang Fei.
Sword Qi intertwined, and the air was filled with the harsh sound of tal clashing. The figures of the two mingled and danced in the sword light.
Tang Fei suddenly sorsaulted back to gain distance, then rushed toward Shen Xinglan at an even faster speed, launching a more ferocious attack.
Shen Xinglan remained as stable as a mountain, the Taia Sword flowing smoothly as it generated Sword Qi to block each of Tang Fei’s attacks, not retreating half a step.
The battle continued, Tang Fei and Shen Xinglan’s figures interweaving, their sword lights wildly dancing, creating enormous energy fluctuations.
Their moves were as quick as lightning, as fierce as starving tigers—a scene of extre intensity.
Suddenly, Tang Fei roared, his body bursting with black Qi. The Yin Erosion Sword unleashed a terrifying energy, aiming straight for Shen Xinglan’s heart.
A decisive look flashed in Shen Xinglan’s eyes as the Taia Sword burst forth with a dazzling light, enveloping him like protective divine radiance.
The intense collision sound reverberated through heaven and earth; the power of the two continually clashed, their aura becoming progressively more ferocious.
Their bodies’ Yin Yang Qi, like fire and frost, intertwined, threatening to collapse the entire battlefield.
One black, one white.
One filled with evil Qi, the other walking in light.
Battling for victory, also determining life and death.
Tang Fei and Shen Xinglan, the two finest youths of this world, were dueling for their lives.
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Phoenix Palace.
Zhong Daolong, holding a whiskey glass, lightly sipped, then looked towards Chen Fenglei standing before him, and asked, "What’s the situation? Why hasn’t there been any news?"
Chen Fenglei slightly bowed, his face wearing a placating smile, "We’re in the midst of wrapping things up. We should hear so good news soon. King, please be patient."
"Catching turtles in a jar is that challenging? Expecting you all to accomplish sothing is indeed not easy. I suppose the Beehive needs to be rebuilt."
"Yes, my incompetence," Chen Fenglei, seeing the King’s annoyance, quickly bowed to apologize.
"Alright, alright, being able to handle things to this extent, there’s no rit but also no lack of effort," Zhong Daolong waved his hand casually and asked, "And those two boys? No movents?"
"The Eldest Prince His Highness is hosting the Aus Ambassador, discussing trade tariffs between the two countries... The Eldest Prince has always been diligent."
"And the Second Prince..."
"Zhong Tianyi? What is he doing?" Zhong Daolong’s eyes sharpened as he asked.
He knew his son well, aware that the always smiling boy was not one to bring peace of mind.
This was why he kept him out of the circle of power, making him a leisurely Prince.
"Father? Are you looking for ?" Zhong Tianyi walked out from the inner room, his handso face wearing a manic smile.
Zhong Daolong’s expression briefly stiffened before he shouted, "How are you here? Who let you in?"
Zhong Daolong knew clearly that without his permission, Zhong Tianyi could not possibly appear before him.
An occurrence like this ant there was a mole among his close circles.
Chen Fenglei?
He glared fiercely at Chen Fenglei, who, in turn, bowed low, smiling in a servile manner.
Just as always.
"I ca to see you, Father, and to send you on your final journey..." Zhong Tianyi said.
"What have you done?"
Before the words fell, Zhong Daolong felt a sharp pain in his chest.
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