Chapter 510: Young Noble Absolute Kill (1/2)
Chapter 510: Young Noble Absolute Kill
The main entrance to that building was a hundred zhang tall and had a width of thirty zhang. It was built from an unknown material that was black as ink, reflecting a black glow beneath the sun’s rays. Huang Xiaolong could feel a frigid coldness coming from it even though he was standing more than ten meters away.
This frigid coldness stemmed from the soul.
An aureate burst of light enveloped Huang Xiaolong and vast Buddhism energy spread throughout his body, dispersing the coldness. He raised an arm, slamming a powerful punch at the black gates, banging them opened. What surprised Huang Xiaolong was that the doors were not damaged in the slightest after a blow from his fist. In fact, not even a mark could be seen on their surface.
“Little Huang kid, no need to stare at it, this Deities Templar’s doors are made of materials from the Divine World. Only high-level God Realm and above can damage it.” While Huang Xiaolong was immersed in his surprise, he heard Dragon Emperor Ao Taiyi’s voice.
“High-level God Realm!” Huang Xiaolong was stunned, his breathing quickened slightly. He didn’t expect this Deities Templar’s Preceptor would possess this kind of high-grade material. If such a material was used to make a divine armor instead, wouldn't that mean…?!
As if knowing Huang Xiaolong’s thoughts, Dragon Emperor Ao Taiyi assured him, “Little Huang kid, don’t worry, it’s not that easy to forge a divine armor. In order to forge a divine armor, the prerequisite condition is possessing a divine flame. Secondly, to forge a divine armor, one must have knowledge of the Divine World’s array formation talisman symbols for it to be possible. Not all of our clan’s Star Realm ancestors were lucky enough to possess a divine armor.”
Divine flame!
Divine World’s array formation talisman symbols!
Huang Xiaolong received another shock, however, knowing that Temple Preceptor Ying Tian couldn't possibly have forged a divine armor from this material, he felt immensely better.
After barely taking a few steps into the Deities Templar center hall, two piercing sword rays shot out from the depth of its hall, targeting Huang Xiaolong. Both swords were aimed at his eyes.
Huang Xiaolong’s reflexes reacted before him, raising an arm up in defense.
When both swords stabbed at his palm, a long vibrating ‘zheng!’ of metal crashing resounded, followed by an exclamation of surprise from the inner part of the hall.
Obviously, the attacker was surprised that Huang Xiaolong was able to block the swords so easily.
Deep in the center all, space distorted as two silhouettes emerged from the void.
One of them was a middle-aged man clad in Deities Templar’s brocade robes, with mile-long eyebrows falling down the sides of his face. However, the style of his brocade robe differed from the Elders and Grand Elders. There was a small diagram on the chest of his robe, formed from a mysterious talisman!
Whereas the other one was a handsome looking young man wearing a blue star-robe. On the blue star-robe, clusters of stars gathered, depicting the vast galaxy and its esoteric profundity. The young man’s gaze was strangely soft and feminine. He was carrying a sword at his back, an ancient sword!
As the young man walked toward him, Huang Xiaolong felt an invisible coercive sword energy locking onto him, stabbing at his soul like it wanted to perforate it.
This was sword intent! Only when one’s cultivation of the sword reached a certain threshold could sword intent be formed! There was no doubt that this young man was a genuine sword master!
Both men came to a stop about thirty meters from Huang Xiaolong. Inwardly, the young man was secretly astonished watching Huang Xiaolong’s calm demeanor, no signs of being affected by his sword intent at all.
“Brother Mo Jie, I didn’t expect such a young expert to appear in your Martial Spirit World!” The young man laughingly said to the Deities Templar middle-aged man, “It seems like I didn’t make this trip in vain!” His words were spoken in a relaxed tone, perfunctory, not really putting Huang Xiaolong in his eyes.
The middle-aged man smiled in reply, “Who doesn’t know that you, Young Noble Absolute Kill, are our Black Tortoise Galaxy’s genius that deterred ten thousand worlds. Everyone has lost count of the number of geniuses that died under your Absolute Kill Sword, this is merely a peak mid-Tenth Order Saint realm, who knows if he can even last until your third move!” He pointed a finger at Huang Xiaolong, “This punk here is called Huang Xiaolong, you probably know his Master, Ren Wokuang.”
“Oh, so it’s Ren Wokuang’s disciple.” At the mentioned of Ren Wokuang, Young Noble Absolute Kill’s interest toward Huang Xiaolong increased a little.
Huang Xiaolong merely watched the two men with a stoic expression.
Black Tortoise Galaxy?