Chapter 1877: Fiendish Manifestation (1/2)

“Boom!” The dragon wailed and crumbled. It seemed that time had come to a still. One could only see Wu Fengying being blown away while her dragon pike shattered into countless pieces. The pieces were pushed out with her and scattered everywhere.

“Ooof!” She spat out a mouthful of blood, painting a beautiful scene of red in s.p.a.ce.

Everyone became horrified. The spectators still dropped to the ground, being suppressed by this terrible power despite being far enough away.

The masters here took a deep breath as a chill emanated across their body. They retreated even more since this skeletal sword was too much to take.

Remember that the dragon pike came from Immortal Emperor Can Long. It was even made from the spine of a mature True Dragon. Just this alone should indicate its power.

However, it was so easily annihilated into countless pieces, not able to take a single blow.

“True Bones of the Myriad Ages, just like the legends. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to get it.” Li Qiye commented with emotion while looking at his sword.

No one knew this particular name but there was another way to address it - an Epoch Paragon Artifact.

Most people weren’t aware of these t.i.tles until they reached a particular level.

Of course, this skeletal sword wasn’t True Bones or a Paragon Artifact. It was only a creation of his supreme will.

True Bones was the ultimate result from sacrificing countless creatures in an epoch.

Li Qiye used his One Thought Creation to craft this sword from the bones around here. It was only an imitation in a loose sense.

Nevertheless, it was still mighty enough because it was copying a Paragon Artifact.

“Cras.h.!.+” Wu Fengying finally got up after much struggling. She was in a sorry-state, seriously injured with blood all over her armor.

Her legs were weak, complexion paled. There was no doubt that this casual strike had severely damaged her or she would have recovered already, given her cultivation.

“You have lost.” Li Qiye insipidly stared at her. This was a trivial victory for him. True Bones in his hand could strike terror in the heart of the enemies, despite being an imitation.

Li Qiye’s nonchalant att.i.tude made everyone tremble. The ones kneeling on the ground couldn’t get up at all. They stared in awe at the skeletal sword in his hand. It didn’t matter who they might be, any existence would feel dread before it.

They didn’t know the background of this sword but its terrorizing aura told the tales.

“Bulls.h.i.+t! As long as I’m alive, I can still fight!” Despite her tattered appearance, she was still as domineering and fearless as ever like a tiger leaving the mountain. Her injuries didn’t diminish her will to fight, never backing down against anyone.

“Dragon Citadel Lord, it is not too late to back down now.” The princess raised her voice at Fengying out of concern.

She knew full well that even if Fengying had other heaven-defying means, they were meaningless before Li Qiye. In fact, she wasn’t his match even after becoming an emperor.

Once Li Qiye had the urge to kill, she would be powerless to stop him. The Jilin Clan had an amicable relations.h.i.+p with the Dragon Citadel so the princess didn’t want to see a meaningless death.

“Let's go again!” Fengying wouldn’t wield since this was part of her nature. She shouted and floated to the air again with the same confidence as before.