Pei Yuhang still rembered the terrifying Dragon Corpse he had encountered on Tree Sea Dragon Island.
Its massive, bone-chilling skeleton, its shriveled and withered flesh, its Undying Heart that continued to beat even after being sliced into a thousand pieces, and the Golden Fla that burned eternally in its eye sockets.
After that damned thing revived, no matter how many tis Pei Yuhang tried to kill it, it just wouldn't die.
Even after the Dao Sect took it back to be contained, the Sect could do nothing but seal it away.
However, it wasn't as if they had made no progress after all this ti studying the first Dragon Corpse, which the Dao Sect had imprisoned at the Kunlun Ice Glacier.
The Sect had found a way to remove the Dragon Corpse's undying power source—the Dragon's heart.
Now, the Dragon Corpse's body and its heart were being stored separately in different locations among the Spirit Wheel flotilla.
The Sect had theorized that the Chosen One used the Dragon's heart to locate Dragons, which was how they were excavating Dragon Corpses all over the world.
That was why after giving the Silent Sword to Jiu, Pei Yuhang had headed straight for the location of the Dragon Heart!
SPLASH—
He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but the rain around him seed to grow heavier.
The curtains of rain rged into a single sheet, blocking Pei Yuhang's path.
Pei Yuhang's eyes narrowed. He was surprised to find that these re raindrops were trying to penetrate his Protective Sword Qi.
"Done with the charade, are we?"
'So there really was sothing wrong with this rain that's been falling for days. You hid it well!'
Pei Yuhang brought two fingers together and swiped them upward.
In an instant, the gloomy clouds and rain that had covered the sky for miles were parted down the middle like a curtain. Brilliant golden sunlight stread through the massive gap, shining down upon the world once more.
...
The rain vanished, and brilliant sunlight shone down on a bloody deck littered with severed limbs.
"Ugh!!"
Vortex Daoist let out a muffled groan and took a step back as if he had suffered a severe internal injury. The constantly spinning vortex of his face froze for a mont.
Chen Xiuxian looked up at the cloudless sky, the corners of his mouth curling into a smirk. He then reached out and, with his imnse Divine Thought, compressed the last house-sized demonized monster before him into a fist-sized ball of flesh.
"It seems you're not as powerful as you claid. You couldn't even take a single sword strike from a junior of our Dao Sect."
As Chen Xiuxian spoke, he flicked his finger.
With a BANG, the ball of flesh in his hand shot through the air, becoming a supersonic fireball as it hurtled toward Master Wo.
Vortex Daoist neither dodged nor evaded. The vortex on his face began to spin at high speed. Before the flaming ball of flesh could even get close, it was caught by the suction, twisted into a long strip, and pulled into the whirlpool's center.
"Heh heh, you're celebrating too soon. It's only because I've spread my power too thin... And don't you worry, the one who went to retrieve the Dragon Corpse is far more powerful than I am.
That White-clothed Sword Immortal might not live as long as you, you know~"
Vortex Daoist laughed, spreading his arms wide as his Spiritual Qi raged outward like a tsunami.
Great Devouring Heart Scripture!!
In an instant, a distorted vortex field enveloped all the Spirit Wheels, which were billowing with thick smoke and flas from the battle.
In the air, moisture gathered and twisted, forming one vortex after another.
As the vortices spread, countless Demon Fiends who were locked in fierce combat with the Dao Sect cultivators froze in place like statues.
On one of the Spirit Wheels, Jiu slashed out with her sword, cutting in half a Divinity Transformation Demon Fiend she had been locked in a stalemate with for so ti.
But the mont the Demon Fiend's corpse hit the ground, it dissolved into gurgling black water and was pulled toward a single point, following the vortex-like ripples spreading through the air.
It wasn't just the Demon Fiend in front of Jiu. At that mont, all the Demonic Cultivators dissolved into black water, converging in the air in spiraling ribbons toward a single point.
Jiu stared in astonishnt at the point where the black water converged. She only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she couldn't sense Pei Yuhang's familiar Sword Qi there.
'Is that the mastermind who infused the rain with Demonic Qi?
Just a mont ago, I could still feel two Void Refining Suppressions clashing there. One of them might have been Pei Yuhang's ally.'
Jiu's eyes flickered for a mont, but she decided to follow.
'I want to share so of his burden!'
...
...
Chen Xiuxian stared at the distorted, vortex-like ripples in the air, his expression one of astonishnt.
"This Divine Ability! You're the one recorded in the annals of history—Qin Yi, the Sect Leader of the Celestial Spin Sect from the end of the Divine Desolate Era, thirteen thousand years ago!
How could you have lived this long?! Even a Mahayana Stage Cultivator can't live for ten thousand years!"
Vortex Daoist let out a savage laugh. Though he had no eyes on his face, Chen Xiuxian could still feel his contemptuous gaze.
"That's why I call you a mortal~ You don't really think that just having a high cultivation makes you a legendary Immortal, do you?
A mortal like you, with nothing but power, could never understand what a true Immortal is!"
"How could a frog in a well like you possibly comprehend the great power required to resurrect the dead from the wreckage of ages!"
Vortex Daoist bellowed, the vortex on his face spinning madly as the black water ford from all the Demonic Cultivators in the sky was siphoned into it.
GURGLE~
As the demonic water entered his body, the Vortex Daoist's form, which was made of water, began to bubble violently. His body transford into a viscous, petroleum-like black liquid.
Feeling the other's aura skyrocketing, Chen Xiuxian's eyelid twitched. He imdiately shot toward the Vortex Daoist.
In an instant, countless millstone-sized fists glowing with golden light rained down from the sky. But before they could even get close to the Vortex Daoist, they were distorted and dissipated by innurable vortices that appeared from thin air.
Seeing that the bizarre vortices could distort any of his attacks, a drop of cold sweat trickled down Chen Xiuxian's forehead.
'These Divine Abilities from the ancient era are truly difficult to deal with.'
'Right now, he could still hold his ground and maintain a stalemate. But once the Vortex Daoist finished refining the black water condensed from countless Demonic Cultivators, he would be utterly defeated!'
Just then, a flash of cold light moving at unbelievable speed suddenly appeared within the roiling black torrent!
It was a simple, ordinary-looking longsword. It plunged straight down, stabbing right into the Vortex Daoist's distorted, swirling face—a place that even Chen Xiuxian hadn't dared to approach!
"Aaaah—my face! My face!"
The Vortex Daoist scread in shock and anger. His vortex face, which could distort any Magic or Divine Ability, had been pierced straight through by the sword!
"I actually hurt him!"
Jiu pulled the Silent Sword out, her voice filled with delighted surprise.
Of course it worked! If this Sword Spirit says sothing will work, then it will work!
The Silent Sword vibrated gently, transmitting Bai Jingjing's arrogant and conceited voice.
Chen Xiuxian stared in amazent at the mysterious, masked woman who had suddenly appeared before him.
It was hard to believe that an Ancient Cultivator he himself was struggling to handle had his defenses so easily broken by a young woman.
His gaze lingered on the Silent Sword in Jiu's hand for a mont before he asked doubtfully, "Who are you to Peng Sword Immortal? I don't recall him bringing anyone aboard."
"I am..."
Jiu's voice faltered with hesitation.
Caught off guard by the question from the youthful-looking old man before her, her mind went blank for a mont. 'How should I introduce myself to him?'
'Pei Yuhang's captive, who's also a secret investigator?'
'The female fugitive from another sect that Pei Yuhang is hiding in his cabin on the back mountain?'
'Pei Yuhang's personal guard?'
'I'm...'
"I'm... his woman?"
Jiu felt like all the labels in her head were a jumbled ss. Her brain short-circuited, and the words just slipped out subconsciously.
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