Chapter 1442: Chapter 1444: The Treasure Opens Chapter 1442: Chapter 1444: The Treasure Opens Song Qi of Sky Demon Sect, upon hearing the three words “Imperial Sword Sect,” was unable to find a corresponding sect in his mind and imdiately felt a sense of disdain.
However, soon his divine-level protector whispered to him, “Do not underestimate them, the man bears a divine aura. My own aura attracted a thread of it earlier, and it leaked out…”
“A divine aura?” Song Qi was startled, realizing that anyone with a divine-level treasure for protection was unlikely to be from a minor sect. Thoughts flashing through his mind, the smile on his face grew even broader.
“So they are two esteed disciples from the Imperial Sword Sect; what a fortunate eting!” Song Qi said.
“Sky Demon Sect, one of the ten ancient sects. The core technique of our sect, ‘Sky Demon Dance,’ is a legendary grade technique, on the sa level as the Chaos Sword Technique. However, by our era, it had already disappeared, leaving only fragnts which have been demoted to a golden grade technique…” Xin Ling whispered to Song Jian.
In preparation for this secret realm expedition, Xin Ling had done her share of research. Much of the information could not be included in the booklet she gave to Song Jian, which rely outlined the basics of the Starry Sky Ten Thousand Races Secret Realm.
“Then if soone enters the Sky Demon Sect in the secret realm, wouldn’t they have the chance to learn the complete ‘Sky Demon Dance’?” Song Jian asked with a raised eyebrow, speaking softly.
“That’s right, in theory, it is possible, but in reality, very difficult!” Xin Ling glanced at Song Jian and said, “Think about the conditions under which you learned the Chaos Sword Canon. Here, the mbers of the sects are a thousandfold, even ten thousandfold that of the Imperial Sword Sect, and their strength is the sa in scale. Moreover, ‘Sky Demon Dance’ is the sect’s treasured technique; to learn it, one must at least beco the Holy Child of the Sky Demon Sect!”
“So, this man before us is the Holy Child of the Sky Demon Sect? I wonder if killing him would cause the ‘Sky Demon Dance’ to drop?” Song Jian looked at Song Qi, his eyes suddenly sparkling with excitent.
Song Qi suddenly felt a chill, as if soone was after him, and anger surged within him. But he quickly suppressed it.
“Brother Song, Brother Song?” Song Qi saw that Song Jian seed sowhat distracted and couldn’t help calling out to him.
“Ah, oh, Brother Song, to what extent have you cultivated ‘Sky Demon Dance’? Do you possess the complete technique?” Song Jian lifted his head and asked suddenly.
Song Qi’s face showed a trace of anger, but in the end, he still forced a smile and said, “The ‘Sky Demon Dance’ has nine layers, and I’ve only learned the first three, nothing worth ntioning…”
Song Jian did not know that asking others about their core techniques was a big taboo. But even if he did, he would not care. After all, this place was rely a secret realm. The people in front of him were only images from a hundred million years ago, and their actual beings had probably turned to dust long ago. In the secret realm, as long as he could gain enough benefits, he would leave this place and not associate too deeply with these images.
Song Jian’s abrupt inquiry seed to have angered Song Qi, who, after a brief exchange, kept to himself.
“I initially thought of seeking two allies from my own clan to form an alliance at the Dragon Palace Treasure, to explore it together. I didn’t expect him to be so bold as to ask about the ‘Sky Demon Dance’…, hmph!” Song Qi gritted his teeth and thought to himself.
“Don’t mind it, ‘Sky Demon Dance’ is, after all, a legendary technique; their curiosity is inevitable. But I’ve never heard of this Imperial Sword Sect. If it really is just a minor sect, how could they possess divine-level treasures for protection? Strange, strange…” The protector behind him was also puzzled, unclear about the origins of Song Jian and Xin Ling.
Just then, around the towering column of light, a sudden “rumble” echoed, and the surrounding sea water violently surged up, much like a tornado, spiraling into the sky along the column of light. In short order, a waterspout hundreds of ters in diater ford, a magnificent sight rarely seen in a century. However, the area was filled with overbearing spatial power. A mber of the Demon Clan at the Legendary Realm got too close and, caught off guard, was directly sliced into pieces by dozens of spatial forces, scattering toward the ocean surface.
This spectacle terrified everyone, except for Ao Tian, a young mber of the Dragon Clan, who stood at a distance with a cold smirk on his face. Of all those present, if there was anyone most familiar with the Dragon Palace Treasure, it was this young mber of the Dragon Clan, Ao Tian.
He had long known that the opening of the Dragon Palace Treasure would release spatial power, so he had moved away early.
“Killing just one person, what a pity. This spatial power that has been accumulating for hundreds of years, even a Demi-God Level powerhouse would suffer severe injuries if involved, let alone soone at the Legendary Realm, hmph!” Ao Tian said coldly to himself, with a frosty expression. The several leaders of the rmaid Clan behind him glanced at each other, sweating coldly, realizing that if it weren’t for Ao Tian’s warning, they too might have been sucked in for getting too close. They couldn’t contend with such a trap on their own.
Before long, thick white fog emanated from the ceaseless waterspout, quickly enveloping an area several hundred ters in radius. The more cautious individuals all drew back, the previous scene having frightened everyone. Now seeing the white fog, they dared not approach it.
Upon seeing the appearance of the white fog, the young Dragon Clan mber whispered, “Let’s go!”
Having said that, he dashed into the white fog, with the several leaders of the rmaid Clan hurrying to follow. At this ti, the only chance to enter the Dragon Palace Treasure was to stay close behind Ao Tian.
Many people saw the young Dragon Clan mber take action; the clever ones followed, while the more cautious ones hesitated. By the ti they decided to enter, the figure of the young Dragon Clan mber could no longer be seen in the white fog, filling them with imnse regret.
After entering the white fog, everyone discovered that the previously fierce spatial power had vanished. They relaxed and, looking at the retreating figure of Ao Tian, a sly smile appeared on everyone’s face.
Sword Flight Art was not suitable in the white fog, so Song Jian retracted his flying sword. The Chaotic Heavenly Wings behind him spread out as he rushed into the white fog, followed closely by Xin Ling. Behind her, a pair of delicate, mbrane-like elf wings erged, covered in golden magical patterns, almost matching the speed of Song Jian’s Chaotic Heavenly Wings.
“This white fog is ford from condensed spiritual energy. The Dragon Palace Treasure, having lain dormant for hundreds of years, has accumulated spiritual energy for centuries. Once opened, the released spiritual energy makes training here equivalent to ten days in just one day. It’s just a sha that it’s not very useful for us. Moreover, the Treasure is only open for a short ti—oh, about fifteen minutes. We must find the entrance to the treasure within fifteen minutes, otherwise once the ti is up and the doorway closes, we will miss this opportunity…” Xin Ling explained as she flew.
“Xin Ling, look over there—is that the entrance to the Dragon Palace Treasure?” Song Jian suddenly pointed into the distance and asked loudly.
Xin Ling looked up and saw a fist-sized sphere of light in the distance continuously emitting light!
“That’s the place, Senior Brother, you have such good luck and vision, let’s hurry!” Xin Ling exclaid joyfully.
The two exchanged glances, smiled slightly, and flew together towards the sphere of light.
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