Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

Chapter 763 - The Battle That Shook the East (VI)

"What is this?" He Zicheng asked as he whirled around in midair.

The blue sky had suddenly turned dark. Storm clouds appeared and it quickly started to rain. However, instead of water, each blue droplet was a tiny bundle of flames.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The forest below exploded as the raindrops landed, turning a once-green land into a sea of blue flames.

He Zicheng also felt the rain of fire impact his golden shield. It felt different, strange, and far more powerful than before. He had to use all of his spiritual energy to simply maintain his defensive ability like an umbrella. He couldn't even form a perfect sphere.

His eyes flashed with fury and surprise, "You... how can you..."

All of a sudden, he saw Chen Wentian in a whole new light and he couldn't help but laugh despite his situation, "I see, hahaha. Now I understand why that little fox chose to shack up with you. It's a pity. Your dragon flames are quite good but they are still lacking. You're a Spirit King already. Is your dragon bloodline so pitiful that it's unable to keep up? Hahaha! Don't worry, once others find out about you, they will tear this dragon bloodline from your body drop by drop, one piece of flesh at a time. At that time, you won't have to worry about it anymore!"

Chen Wentian also smiled, not bothered by He Zicheng's words at all. Regarding his blue dragon powers, it wasn't some feeble bloodline that humans had robbed from dragons, it was a complete inheritance from a source of fire.

"What?" He Zicheng shouted, "Do you think you can still win? Do you think you can kill me with these flames?"

As he spoke, he took out a pill bottle and took a glowing golden pill. His spiritual energy which had waned a lot after battling for so long, suddenly spiked to new heights. It was obviously a power boost pill of some kind, a very expensive one that could affect his Spirit King Realm cultivation.

Chen Wentian wasn't surprised. He expected nothing less from an old geezer who had lived for over five hundred years. In the end, tricks and schemes were often not enough in the face of absolute power. This was a rule of the cultivation world where the strong ate the weak.

He understood this concept well. His dragon flames were still not at the Spirit King Realm. Even with this Stormfire Epoch domain or any other move within the blue dragon's Flames of the Arcadian Sky, it wasn't enough to defeat He Zicheng. However, the domain of flames did what he intended and that was to keep He Zicheng here, to make him a perfect target for his strongest attack.

In a flash, the Purple Jade Sword appeared in his hand. A strange sword energy gathered around his body, replacing blue flames with brilliant blue motes of light.

"He Zicheng, you should understand," Chen Wentian said as he swung the sword, "The power of a dragon is nothing to laugh at."

He charged forward with the sword pointing straight at He Zicheng's golden shield. As he moved, he transformed, taking the form of a half-dragon. His body filled with the divine might of a blue dragon as well as a destructive sword energy that could only be controlled by dragons. This was the sword art forged by ancient dragons of time immemorial, using their flesh and bones to bear the terrible sword energies that were capable of destroying heaven and earth, the Sword of Yashi Jilun.

His body glowed with blue light as sword energy exploded out in all directions. The image of a roaring dragon appeared in the sky behind him. Sharp horns and claws turned into countless swords.

Roar!

Chen Wentian descended from up high, charging at a stunned He Zicheng. This was the first descent of Ascalon, Thousand Sword Crusade!

Ka!

The attack crashed against the golden shield. The Purple Jade Sword was no longer purple but a blade of blue sword energy. The heavy strike shook the Bulwark of Fortitude. A defensive ability that could be considered top-tier with the Spirit King Realm seemed to waver as if it was about to be destroyed.

He Zicheng gnashed his teeth and poured his spiritual energy into his shield. The power of that one attack made him breathless. It was so shocking that even his bones were shaking. But before he could fully recover, the second attack had already arrived.

Ka!

Chen Wentian's sword struck the shield once more. It carried the weight of a dragon and the devastating might of a dragon. He Zicheng's bulwark wavered far more this time. A third attack came, followed by a fourth and a fifth. This was the first descent, Thousand Sword Crusade. It wasn't over until all of the swords were expended.

"Impossible! Impossible!" He Zicheng spat out a mouthful of blood even as he continued to struggle.

He was like a stubborn nail that was being endlessly hammered into oblivion. There was nowhere to run due to the flame domain around them. He could do nothing else but resist until the end.

Chen Wentian didn't rest. He didn't give his opponent any opportunity for a comeback. This sword art born of dragons drew its power from a dragon's powerful body; its flesh, bones, and organs. Unlike his blue dragon flame which was tied to the blue dragon soul, his body was his own. Since the breakthrough, his body was already one of a Spirit King. Since the breakthrough, some memories of the blue dragon soul which had been hazy before were now clear. Among them was the complete knowledge of the first descent of Ascalon. With his partial dragon transformation, it was enough to bear this domineering sword art for one round. This Sword of Yashi Jilun was the strongest attack available to him right now. It was his only chance to end this battle, right here.

Ten attacks.

Fifty attacks.

A hundred attacks.

The Thousand Sword Crusade was true to its name.

He Zicheng's shield became weaker and weaker until it finally crumbled with a shower of golden light like glass. He spurted a fountain of blood as he fell backward. But before he could even fall towards the ground, another ten blue swords pierced his unprotected body, slicing through the tendons of his arms and legs, skewering him from all directions until he was unable to even move or struggle.

"Kill... me. What are you... waiting for? Kill me..." He Zicheng gasped.

"Kill you? Maybe later. Jasmine and I have some plans for you." Chen Wentian took out a healing pill and forced it down He Zicheng's throat.

He then took away the other man's belongings including a spatial bag so that He Zicheng wouldn't be able to cause any more trouble. The healing pill and his sturdy physique would keep him alive for now.

Chen Wentian out a long sigh and smiled.

He just received word from Jasmine that they had successfully taken care of the message talismans. With so many immortals, it would have been a surprise if they hadn't. Now, they were coming back with everyone to subdue Qu Shen.

The battle was finally over.

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