Chapter 970: Death Throes (1/2)

“Bang! Bang! bang!”

All the saber Qi struck the flood dragon spirit in close sequence. A black baleful aura spread out from the flood dragon spirit.

Just one Subduing Dragon Profound Slash nearly dissipated this spirit, causing it to howl in the air.

Xiao Chen panted slightly. Using the Subduing Dragon Profound Slash so rapidly like that drained him significantly.

However, he was elated. It looked like his guess was right. The fight with that Ghost Race great grandmaster-level Martial Sage had left this flood dragon spirit severely injured; it was already very weak.

Otherwise, given that the flood dragon spirit’s strength rivaled that of a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage, Xiao Chen’s Subduing Dragon Profound Slash would not have damaged it so much.

The eyes of the evil flood dragon spirit glowed red. It glanced at Xiao Chen with some desperation. Then, it let out an aggrieved howl and turned into a beam of black light, charging at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen’s heart sank as he quickly dodged. This was the other party’s death throes.

This flood dragon spirit was a match for a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage. Xiao Chen did not even dare to imagine the consequences of receiving its death throes.

“Pa!”

However, Xiao Chen was still one step too late. That black light moved extremely fast—faster than the speed of his thoughts. Even as he considered fleeing, the black light stabbed into his chest.

Blood fountained out of Xiao Chen’s wound. Black lines spread out from the stab to the rest of his body.

When Xiao Chen looked carefully, he discovered that the black light was actually a black scissor blade. It was half a meter long and had patterns of black dragons carved on it, giving off a faint spirituality.

A vast smokelike sea of baleful aura instantly spread through Xiao Chen’s body, quickly rus.h.i.+ng to his mind.

The sound of aggrieved howls was interminable, reverberating in his mind.

Xiao Chen bit his tongue and vomited a mouthful of blood. Then, his mind cleared considerably. Enduring the pain, he grabbed the handle and pulled the scissor blade out.

Boundless black Qi lingered in the wound on his chest. The death throes of the flood dragon spirit pierced right through him. If it had been at its peak, the death throes might have torn his body apart completely.

“Fortunately, my Firmament Body Tempering Art already reached Consummation. As long as my heart is not shattered, I can recover quickly.”

After vomiting another mouthful of blood, Xiao Chen started to inspect the black scissor blade in his hand. According to Qing Cheng, this had been half of Immortal Scissors from the Immortal Epoch.

Unfortunately, when the Immortal Epoch ended, h.e.l.l broke and the cycle of reincarnation no longer existed. The Immortal Scissors lost most of its Divine Might and became an ordinary item.

The scissors were something that even quasi-Emperors did not care about. However, no matter how ordinary it was, even after it lost its Divine Might, the Immortal Scissors were definitely made with top-grade divine materials.

These divine materials would no doubt be no inferior to the ten-thousand-year-old Flame Crystal and ten-thousand-year-old Essence Iron that Situ Leihong needed. They would help Xiao Chen’s Azure Dragon Body Nouris.h.i.+ng Art immensely.

Xiao Chen had to heal the wound on his chest fast, so he could not be bothered with anything else. He quickly circulated the Azure Dragon Body Nouris.h.i.+ng Art and directly swallowed up this half of the Flood Dragon Scissors into his body.

“Roar!”

Just as Xiao Chen swallowed this half of the Flood Dragon Scissors, a dragon roar came from his body. An additional azure-colored dragon image swam about his bones in his body.

One Dragon Force!

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen gained an additional Dragon Force. He was greatly startled. What is going on? No matter how excellent the materials of the Immortal Scissors were, according to his estimation, he should gain half a Dragon Force at best, even if he consumed the entire thing.

Back then, after Xiao Chen consumed more than five hundred tons of divine materials, he barely attained one Dragon Force.

Absorbing this half of the Immortal Scissors already raised his strength by one Dragon Force. Once he digested it entirely, the increase would be two Dragon Force. This was too extraordinary.

Xiao Chen could not understand what was going on. However, the doubling of his Vital Qi was certain. It was not an illusion or false.

With a thought, he could easily feel the explosive Vital Qi in his body, a bona fide two Dragon Force.

Once he completely digested the half of the Immortal Scissors, his Vital Qi would increase by another Dragon Force, reaching a total of three Dragon Force.

Could it be because of that flood dragon spirit? Xiao Chen considered that possibility.

That seemed very likely. The Azure Dragon Body Nouris.h.i.+ng Art cultivated Dragon Energy. The Immortal Scissors contained the evil spirit of a flood dragon from the Immortal Epoch. Swallowing it allowed him to boost his Dragon Energy rapidly.

This discovery opened up a new path for Xiao Chen. If in the future, he consumed Secret Treasures containing dragon souls, the target of ten Dragon Force would not be far off.

“Indeed, riches can be found amid danger. This half of the Immortal Scissors might not be incredible, but it opened a new path for me, a path for me to cultivate the Azure Dragon Body Nouris.h.i.+ng Art.”

Xiao Chen revealed joy on his face. Then, he glanced at the Ghost Race great grandmaster-level Martial Sage who was drowning in many spirits.

He silently gave thanks. Then, he unfurled the Freedom Wings to fly forward quickly.

Qing Cheng carried Xiao Chen’s Cycle Banner, allowing him to sense their location. So he did not fear getting separated from the four in the Nine Layers of Purgatory.

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After one hour, the Ghost Race great grandmaster-level Martial Sage charged out of the encirclement in a sorry state. Black spots of light filled the air.

It had been just one hour. However, it felt like a year and a half to this person. His face was gray with heavy fatigue.