Dragon God Supreme Chapter 1182: 1182: Luring the Snake out of Its Hole

Chapter 1182: Chapter 1182: Luring the Snake out of Its Hole

“Buzzing!”

Within a palace of Tianying Pavilion, a sudden burst of imnse power erupted, causing the palace to tremble with a low hum.

“This is Chasing Moon’s aura! Heavenly Monarch Early Stage!”

“Chasing Moon has also stepped into the Heavenly Monarch Realm!”

“And even broke through before He Tu. This power is truly ferocious!”

The assassins of Tianying Pavilion were all startled, one after another singing their praises.

After a seclusion of one month, Chasing Moon had successfully broken through to the early stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, officially joining the ranks of golden assassins.

“Not bad, not bad. Yet another golden assassin for Tianying Pavilion.” Inside the hall, Qing Liu smiled faintly, sincerely feeling happy for Chasing Moon.

A few minutes later, Chasing Moon entered the grand hall.

“My lord, I am here to accept a mission,” Chasing Moon said expressionlessly, his deanor cold and unyielding.

“This mission is rather difficult—kill the Palace Master of Qiankun Palace. This individual is also at the early stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm but is on the verge of breaking through to the mid-stage. You must think this through,” Qing Liu said seriously, having already guessed that Chasing Moon would co to him imdiately, so he had prepared a task in advance.

“The Palace Master of Qiankun Palace?” Chasing Moon frowned slightly.

“Does it seem too challenging?” Qing Liu asked.

“No challenge at all!” Chasing Moon responded decisively.

“This person has committed countless atrocities, murdering wives and children, forcibly seizing maidens. His sins are unforgivable. The bounty is one hundred thousand Heavenly Spirit Stones,” Qing Liu explained.

“Understood!” Chasing Moon respectfully accepted the order.

“To be on the safe side, as you’ve just broken through to Heavenly Monarch, I bestow upon you a Heavenly-grade Talisman. It will be useful in battle. Rember, if you’re not completely certain of success, do not act. Once you strike, you must succeed.” Qing Liu spoke calmly and waved his hand, sending a talisman flying towards Chasing Moon.

“Thank you, my lord. The task will be completed without fail,” Chasing Moon expressed his gratitude with cupped fists and subsequently exited the hall, heading directly for Qiankun Palace.

…

anwhile, after a month of seclusion, Feng Wuchen also broke through to the Heavenly Grade Realm, with his Soul Power surging several dozen tis over.

In the space of the Seventh Layer within the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower, Feng Wuchen had effectively spent five months.

In two months, Feng Wuchen easily elevated the realms of four Spiritual Domains to the Heavenly Grade. For the remaining three months, he simultaneously trained and studied martial techniques.

Without relying on divine treasures or elixirs, Feng Wuchen’s cultivation still progressed considerably, making him much stronger than before.

At present, Feng Wuchen was refining elixirs.

Feng Wuchen did not have any prescriptions, rely crafting using herbs with similar properties. This posed no challenge for him.

“This Heavenly Grade Elixir possesses potent healing properties. Since it has the ability to heal injuries, it could be considered a rebirth. Let’s call it the Blood Spirit Reincarnation Pill.”

“This Heavenly Grade Elixir can help a Heavenly King-level cultivator in the Heavenly Monarch Realm advance in power. Its seven-colored hue… I’ll call it the Rainbow Sky Profound Pill. This one will surely be well-received.”

“This elixir restores energy. I’ll na it the Yin Yang Return to Origin Pill.”

“And this one, with its faint blue halo resembling a gemstone, can increase a Heavenly King’s success rate in breaking through to the Heavenly Monarch Realm. So many Heavenly Kings fail at such breakthroughs, but with this pill, at least half would succeed. I’ll call it the Three Souls Break Mystique Pill.”

“Whew! My Soul Power is completely drained. I’m exhausted.”

Feng Wuchen muttered to himself while inspecting the elixirs, eventually lying down to rest on a cold, hard rock.

The dicinal materials bought from the trade association were nearly depleted, but Feng Wuchen had refined quite a number of these four elixirs.

Additionally, Feng Wuchen produced several advanced Heavenly-grade talismans, more powerful than Immortal-grade ones.

“Later, I need to refine so special Heavenly-grade Immortal Artifacts. Tools that can suppress cultivation, must be heavy, capable of both defense and reinforcing the physical body.” Feng Wuchen murmured.

After resting for over ten minutes, Feng Wuchen’s eyes abruptly shot open in alarm. “Oh no! The Artifact Refining Tournant!”

“The Third Elder ntioned it being in a month. The ti must be almost up! I need to get to Tiandu imdiately!” Feng Wuchen sprang to his feet and flew toward Tiandu at full speed, swallowing a Yin Yang Return to Origin Pill on his way.

“Whoosh!”

A black streak shot out from the mountain peak, disappearing into the horizon in an instant with incredible speed.

Fortunately, Ling Realm wasn’t too far from Tiandu, or Feng Wuchen would likely have missed it.

At that mont, the Artificer Guild in Tiandu was already bustling with countless artifact refiners of all ages gathered—no age restrictions were placed on the competition.

The prominent figures of Tiandu, one and all, had co to attend and spectate at the guild.

In the crowd of artifact refiners, it seed that only Feng Wuchen had yet to arrive.

“What’s wrong with my master? Why isn’t he here yet?” Qiao Sanfeng paced anxiously in front of the guild, too distracted to even greet acquaintances.

Luckily, Feng Wuchen rembered in ti, or he would have genuinely missed the tournant.

“With my current speed, I should make it in ti. On the way to Tiandu, I recall needing to pass by Qiankun Palace. I originally wanted to accept that mission, but back then, I was being hunted by Moon God Palace.” Feng Wuchen murmured to himself as he flew at high speed.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”

Exhibiting incredible teleportation techniques in quick succession, Feng Wuchen’s figure flickered rapidly.

…

At Qiankun Palace.

Concealed in the shadows, Chasing Moon had been surveilling Qiankun Palace for over an hour.

At the palace gates, a middle-aged man erged. Chasing Moon’s brows furrowed slightly as a flash of murderous intent crossed his eyes.

“Beyond Huang Qing, there are two other Heavenly Monarchs. I can only draw them out one by one,” Chasing Moon thought to himself.

The “Huang Qing” in his words was none other than the Palace Master of Qiankun Palace.

“Whoosh, whoosh!”

“Ssshhh!”

In the next mont, Chasing Moon darted out, swiftly moving past two disciples. With a flicker of cold light, both were slain with a single slash to their throats.

“Who’s there?” roared Huang Qing, who had just exited the grand hall.

Witnessing his disciples being slain, Huang Qing seethed with rage, his face twisted in fury as he imdiately gave chase.

“Hm! Such audacity, daring to wreak havoc in my Qiankun Palace!” Huang Qing growled, brimming with killing intent, as he pursued at full speed.

Chasing Moon vanished into the surrounding mountains, darting deeper into the tangled forest while frequently glancing back.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”

Phantom-like shadows flitted swiftly between the trees, their forms difficult to discern.

After a few minutes, Chasing Moon had lured Huang Qing far away from Qiankun Palace.

“Whoosh!”

Huang Qing appeared suddenly, his sinister gaze scanning his surroundings vigilantly. He sneered coldly, “You brought out. Why not show yourself?”

“Whoosh!”

The mont Huang Qing spoke, a shadow shot out from concealnt with breathtaking speed, pouncing like a ferocious leopard.

The figure was Chasing Moon, who appeared behind Huang Qing in an instant, stabbing his dagger viciously forward.

“Hmph!” Huang Qing snorted coldly, unleashing a terrifying burst of power. The overwhelming Qi Force spread like a storm.

“Dark Qi!” Chasing Moon’s expression dimd slightly as he forcibly retreated.

“You seek death!” Huang Qing growled coldly, his aura locking onto Chasing Moon as he rushed to attack, delivering a palm strike without hesitation.

“Such speed!” Chasing Moon frowned deeply, eting the attack head-on.

“Boom!”

In the blink of an eye, the clash of their palms erupted with a violent explosion, sending Chasing Moon flying back dozens of ters under the force.

“You’re from Tianying Pavilion, an assassin!” Huang Qing’s gaze darkened further as he recognized the dagger in Chasing Moon’s hand.