Dragon Tamer
Chapter 1056 - Chapter 1056 Chapter 1060 Delivering the Butchers Knife

Chapter 1056: Chapter 1060: Delivering the Butcher’s Knife Chapter 1056: Chapter 1060: Delivering the Butcher’s Knife “Buzz~~~~~”

Just as Zhu Minglang was struggling, a Sword Inscription glided past.

As it flew, it resembled a piercingly cold wind, its shape was invisible.

Yet, when it stilled in front of Zhu Minglang, it easily merged into the darkness, with only its pitch-black outline visible, even the starlight and moonlight were absorbed by its sword body.

The Night-dyed Sword!

How could Zhu Minglang forget that he still possessed this powerful Sword Inscription!

The Night-dyed Sword was no longer just an Ancient God Soldier of Xuange Country Capital; it had been refined by the Sword Evil Dragon. In fact, the Night-dyed Sword was essentially the main body of the Sword Evil Dragon, including Mo Ye Sword, the initial Sword Spirit Dragon, which had now also merged into the Night-dyed Sword, with the three strongest dark attribute Sword Inscriptions amalgamating into the current Night-dyed Evil Immortal Sword!

Now, the Night-dyed Sword could be called the Night-dyed Evil Immortal Sword, the most powerful Sword Inscription to exist. Often, the domineering aura it emitted made Zhu Minglang feel as if it were a standalone Sword Dragon, capable of standing on par with the Sword Spirit Dragon itself!

The Night-dyed Evil Immortal Sword stood erect before Zhu Minglang. It seemed to possess its own Spiritual Sense, solemnly requesting to join the battle.

Zhu Minglang glanced at the Sword Spirit Dragon.

The Sword Spirit Dragon seemed helpless. This thing was beyond its control; despite it having no main body, just being an evolved Sword Soul, it seemed the Sword Soul had its own ideas.

“Lotus Thousand Swords Wheel!”

Zhu Minglang hesitated no longer. He connected his mind with the Sword Spirit Dragon and then passed the Sword Technique to the Night-dyed Evil Immortal Sword through the Sword Spirit Dragon!

The Night-dyed Evil Immortal Sword was wielded–a Sword Technique that Zhu Minglang had intensely supervised the Sword Spirit Dragon to practice during their days in the Yuheng Star Palace, taught personally by the Yuheng Heaven Fairy, a Heavenly Level Sword Technique!

The multitude of swords appeared like a divine lotus of the Mountain God, each petal starkly formed from thousands of blades, akin to a Blood Blade wheel disc. As it spun anew, rains of blades burst forth from within the lotus, with the Blood Blade petal wheel resembling a terrifyingly sharp sword fortress, stirring in a shocking spin, capable of grinding everything to death!!

The nest of Yin Fire serpents seemed as if thrown into a massive exterminating machine. The sword-shadow and Sword Qi manifested by the Night-dyed Evil Immortal Sword had a direct chopping effect on these dark elements, swiftly extinguishing the spreading Yin Fire. In the fierce burning street, only the beautiful, yet death-laden Lotus Thousand Swords Wheel turned coldly and slowly.

Wei Zhuo saw his Yin Fire completely extinguished, his eyes suddenly filled with terror.

“Wasn’t I said to be above the gods!! Why is my power so fragile!” Wei Zhuo, after all, wasn’t an old Evil Immortal; the evil art he controlled was just this one kind.

Once it was dissolved by Zhu Minglang, he was merely a bit more fierce-looking.

Zhu Minglang stepped forward, walking up to Wei Zhuo.

“Gods also have ranks. The Earth Temple God you cursed to kill is merely a clerk among the immortals, not a Priest. Did you think that by acquiring evil powers, you could do as you please?” said Zhu Minglang.

“Are you a Priest?? Are you a Priest??” Wei Zhuo stared at Zhu Minglang, beginning to feel fear.

“To turn you to dust would be too kind, but… you are ultimately just a puppet.” Zhu Minglang stretched out his hand, swinging it towards Wei Zhuo through the air.

The Night-dyed Evil Dragon ferociously chopped down, splitting the devilish Wei Zhuo in two, black blood splattering out.

Wei Zhuo lay in two halves on the ground, Zhu Minglang glanced over and noticed something strange about the heart area of Wei Zhuo’s organs, all emitting a black vapor…

“Sizzle~~~~~”

Suddenly, his heart, like a black water balloon, was pricked and leaked black pus.

As this black pus drained, the position of his left chest cavity was empty.

The original heart was gone, and what sustained his life was the black, pus-filled heart of hatred and anger…

“The heart has been taken?” Zhu Minglang looked again at Wei Zhuo, whose face resembled dry wood, and then muttered to himself, “It seems that guy wants more than just lifespan, he takes other things as well.”

Zhu Minglang walked into the courtyard, hoping to find any survivors in the house.

Unfortunately, these four people had no trace of breath left, not just their lives, but their souls had likely also been taken away by some force, having suffered fear in life and probably enduring torture in death.

Seeing the state of these four people, Zhu Minglang wished he could chop Wei Zhuo, that old thing, into a few more pieces.

It would have been appropriate at the moment he cursed Old Heavenly Father to have the Lightning Punishment Spirit Messenger strike him down, thus preventing such a tragedy.

But at that time, Zhu Minglang could not have foreseen what would happen now, and he would never have imagined that a person who had been good all his life would suddenly erupt in such appalling indiscriminate revenge…

The good and evil in people ultimately coexist; some people’s simplicity and kindness often come from never having encountered true misfortune.

Truly good people have suffered immense pain and endured the torments of life all their lives yet still treat others kindly and carry compassion in their hearts.

One’s own tragic experiences are not a reason to inflict violence on others.

…

After handling this matter, the Earth Temple Gods from other city areas rushed over.

Zhu Minglang asked Wen Lingfei to negotiate with them while he himself walked around Wei Family’s house and the burnt-down temple.

The Evil Immortal had disappeared after completing his deal.

He typically finished a job and moved on, resolutely leaving no clues or leverage for the True Gods, and if it were not for Zhu Minglang deliberately pursuing him, even higher-ranking deities who came to investigate would find no trace of him.

He had extricated himself from the causality and tragic events here, merely a passerby.

Having experienced this matter, Zhu Minglang suddenly understood some of the arrangements of the heavens.

Why cultivation is so difficult for mortals, why it is an act against the heavens for mortals to become gods and ascend to immortality.

Some people really should not be carelessly given too much power; facing a bit of injustice, they might embark on a slaughter, exacting revenge on society more brutally than any villains.

This Evil Immortal stranger had, unfortunately, sold a deadly weapon to such people at the very moment they most needed it.

If this Evil Immortal were caught and faced his own trial, he could even brazenly question himself: “I am just a man selling weapons, what crime have I committed?”

“First, he killed Wei Zhuo’s beloved son, and then, while they were handling the funeral, he kept an eye on their family; after the Earth Temple God had burned down his temple, he immediately persuaded Wei Zhuo to turn to evil and become a demon… Why is this Evil Immortal targeting this family, does he have some history with them?” Zhu Minglang began searching for clues.

In terms of spellcraft, the other party had not left a single trace.

Zhu Minglang was not the kind of expert who could track targets through traces of spells; at times like these, he needed to rely on his own wisdom.

Although Zhu Minglang usually did not like to exhaust his mind thinking about things and preferred to go with the flow and be unrestrained and willful, when it was necessary to use his brain, he was never far behind.

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