Chapter 171 (1/2)
Chapter 171 - Nine Dragons to Support
”If it isn't my race, then its heart must be different. It's not worth dying for.”
Xiang Yang glanced coldly at the six island citizens who had died a horrible death. He didn't feel the slightest bit guilty because he had killed them.
”The situation of the nine dragons spitting out pearls, I hope you can give me a little surprise.”
Xiang Yang's eyes were filled with antic.i.p.ation as he looked at the valley. The nine dragon-like mountain ranges around him were facing the valley, and this valley was circular in shape. It was the dragon pearl of the 'Nine Dragons Spitting Beads'.
Xiang Yang pulled out a ninja blade from his robes and flipped it around. The blades glowed with a terrifying, cold light.
”Forged from refined steel, I can barely use it.”
Xiang Yang laughed softly as he looked at the six corpses lying on the ground. He shook his head and said, ”Forget it. I'll be a good person. Let's bury you.”
”Bam!”
As he said this, Xiang Yang's right foot abruptly stepped onto the ground. Smoke and dust flew everywhere, sending dust flying to the side. A giant crater that was ten meters deep appeared in front of Xiang Yang.
With a light chuckle, Xiang Yang stomped his foot once more, causing the six corpses on the ground to fall into the hole. With another shudder, countless dust covered the hole once more.
”I'm such a good person.”
Xiang Yang sighed with emotion. He felt that he had done his best, so he walked step by step into the valley with a smile on his face.
As Xiang Yang walked closer to the valley, his expression grew more and more solemn, his aura growing stronger and stronger as the nine colored light became faintly discernible. At the same time, a faint golden light shone over his body.
Faced with this legendary terrain, it was hard to predict his luck. Xiang Yang didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, directly pus.h.i.+ng his cultivation to the maximum, just in case.
”Weng …”
At the same time, a powerful sword intent shot up into the sky from Xiang Yang's body. This was not the slaughter sword intent that he was proficient in and had cultivated to the peak, but rather the sword intent of the King's Sword that he had just begun cultivating.
Xiang Yang cultivated the three stages of the path of the sword. Although he did not truly differentiate between the strong and the weak, the Slaughter Sword was something that he had started cultivating, something that was specifically meant for killing. The King Sword, on the other hand, was vast and powerful.
Also, even though Xiang Yang had the sword intent of the peak Slaughter Sword, he was unable to unleash its true power due to the fact that his cultivation was only at the great circle of the Congenital Realm. On the contrary, even though the sword intent of the King's Sword was only an initial stage cultivation, it was just barely able to display its full potential.
This was the reason why Xiang Yang had stepped up and avoided the attack, using the King's Sword that he wasn't familiar with yet.
In order to be able to safely enter and be safe, Xiang Yang could be said to be using them all without holding anything back.
”Aooo …”
As Xiang Yang stepped into the valley, his body suddenly jolted as a heaven-shaking dragon roar rang out. An illusion appeared before his eyes. The nine dragons within the Dragon Vein Mountain had turned into scarlet divine dragons that soared into the sky, circling above the valley.
”The might of nine dragons is extraordinary. To think that a divine dragon could manifest itself.”
Xiang Yang sucked in a deep breath and continued walking forward. Not long after, another heaven-shaking dragon roar rang out. Yet another orange divine dragon shot into the sky, similarly soaring above the valley and circling around it.
”The second Dragon, why does this color look so familiar …”
A strange expression appeared on Xiang Yang's face as if he had thought of something. He continued to walk forward.
”Aooo …”
Then, as Xiang Yang approached, he saw two divine dragons soaring into the sky. These two divine dragons were yellow and green in color.
”Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, blue, purple. Now, it should be cyan, purple, right?”
Xiang Yang murmured to himself, becoming even more cautious. However, his footsteps did not stop as he continued onward.
”Awoo, awoo, awoo …”
As Xiang Yang got closer and closer to the center of the valley, three more dragon roars rang out. As expected, the azure, violet, and divine dragons shot into the sky and hovered above the valley, dancing in the air.
”That is … An altar? ”
Xiang Yang saw an altar with an ancient aura beneath the seven divine dragons. There was still blood congealing above the altar, while nine divine dragon pillars stood in nine different directions above the altar. It was as if nine divine dragons were circling above, protecting the altar.
”I simply can't see this from the outside. This isn't a deceptive trick, but I have already entered into an array formation or another s.p.a.ce.”
Xiang Yang felt that all of this was too mysterious, but the 'Nine Dragons' Pearl Spitting Technique was originally very mysterious. Xiang Yang had only learned a little from the ancient texts, so compared to his fear of the unknown, he was more curious as to what benefits he could obtain from the situation of the Nine Dragons Pearl Spitting.
”Aooo …”
Xiang Yang continued to walk forward. Two more powerful dragon roars rang out, one black and one white, the two divine dragons soaring into the sky. Together with the seven divine dragons from before, they circled above the center of the altar, radiating draconic auras.
”Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black and white. f.u.c.k, why does this look the same as the true qi I've cultivated?”
Xiang Yang's face wore a strange expression as he extended his left hand. A ball of true energy shone with a rainbow-colored light. It was exactly the same color as the nine divine dragons in the sky above.
”Could these nine divine dragons have some connection with the cultivation methods I cultivate?”
Xiang Yang was filled with curiosity, but the people beneath his feet did not stop. In the blink of an eye, they had reached the edge of the altar, and in front of him was a flight of nine steps that were the height of an altar.