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Chapter 1088 - Chapter 1088 Chapter 1092 The Demon-Breaking Sword

Chapter 1088: Chapter 1092: The Demon-Breaking Sword Chapter 1088: Chapter 1092: The Demon-Breaking Sword She was here to rescue Zhu Minglang.

Bai Qin’an was once saved by Zhu Minglang and, moreover, he was her mentor’s son; she was bound to ensure Zhu Minglang’s safety no matter what.

“He was selected as an offering rather early. We’ve been following him; the other disciples should also be nearby,” Lu Ying said.

“Conceal our presence, maintain distance, we can’t be discovered…”

The jungle provided a hiding place for hunters, as well as ample space for prey to evade, ensuring their relative safety at the moment.

“I didn’t expect the Junior Master to be ensnared,” someone remarked.

“Without being able to summon dragons, a Dragon Shepherd is very weak. He must be feeling desperate now,” Lu Ying sighed.

“Come to think of it, aside from the Junior Master, none of the others in our team have been taken as offerings,” Bai Qin’an suddenly realized this and spoke out to Lu Ying.

It was clear that Lu Ying was a brave and cunning Sword Cultivator, a Celestial Maiden. She hoped this information would help in analyzing the capabilities of the Red Striped Death Dragon.

“It might be that we encountered something beforehand, accidentally crossing cursed lands. The Junior Master, too, might have unwittingly stepped into such an area during his patrols…”

“Shh!”

The group suddenly fell silent.

They held their breath, their focus was on Zhu Minglang’s figure.

At that moment, Zhu Minglang’s steps were so stiff and odd as he tread on a patch of withered grass. At the other end of the grass, a bright scarlet Death Dragon was slowly waiting for him. The Red Dragon was gaunt and tall, like a reaper draped in a red blood robe, waiting for people to kneel in veneration.

Finally, Zhu Minglang had reached the front of the Red Striped Death Dragon.

His body slowly bowed down, kneeling before the Red Striped Death Dragon.

This Red Striped Death Dragon, the very one that had devoured Zhou Feng from the Zhengting Sword Sect, was mature, cunning, and proud. Its eyes were half-closed, sizing up its latest prey.

Even though saliva was dripping from its mouth, the mature Red Striped Death Dragon continued to look down upon Zhu Minglang, waiting for him to fully kneel. It was like an ancient ritual that must be completed in full, a demonstration of the Red Striped Death Dragon clan’s nobility and elegance.

One knee had already touched the ground, and the Red Striped Death Dragon opened its mouth in anticipation, revealing its slicing teeth. To it, the Dragon Shepherd named Zhu Minglang was extremely nutritious with his flesh imbued by gods, his lofty Divine Soul, and the rare dragons within his Spirit Realm…

This wasn’t just food, it was God Monk Meat, a bite of which could grant ascension to immortality!

…

“Strike now!” It was at this moment, a distance behind him, that the Purple Sword Heavenly Maiden Lu Ying gave the command.

As she uttered these two words, the half-kneeling Zhu Minglang suddenly made an inconceivable move, entirely different from the actions of the other offerings!

It was a half-kneel sword-drawing stance!

He had no sword in his hand, yet the air around him suddenly became dry and hot, almost indistinguishable from burning!!

“Swish!!!!!!”

The sound of tearing through the air was crisp and pleasing to the ear, a perfect auditory experience. A swath of sword mark aglow with red flames was seen making a flawlessly perfect dividing line across the long neck of the Red Striped Death Dragon!!

The dense bushes and labyrinthine trunks behind the Red Striped Death Dragon were cut open like a painting, as the air suddenly ignited with scorching flames, a gorgeous, vivid red filling this enigmatic land…

The head of the Red Striped Death Dragon separated from its long neck and began to slowly fall.

This sword strike was so fast, the dragon had not yet died during the process of its head separating, its half-closed eyes widening like lanterns, staring in shock at Zhu Minglang!

In those dragon pupils was packed not only disbelief but even more so confusion… It was puzzled about how this human managed to escape its tribute divine arts!!!

“Thud~~ thud-thud-thud~~~~~”

The head of the Red Striped Death Dragon tumbled onto the withered grass, while at the same time, disheveled footsteps came from behind Zhu Minglang, but they quickly stopped right behind him.

Bai Qin’an, Lu Ying, and the White-clothed Female Sword God and others were all stunned… From their view, the surrounding fires shone brilliantly, and the vast jungle before them was suddenly gone, revealing the long-missed starry night sky; most importantly, it was the Red Striped Death Dragon whose head was now severed!!

Zhu Minglang, half-kneeling there with his back to them, resembled a sword-wielding God of Death, cold yet with an awe-inspiring valor. The motion of drawing his sword and slaying a dragon even brought a sense of exhilaration to the onlookers, as if the anger at the bottom of their hearts had been vented in an instant, avenging their humiliation with this one sword!!

“Junior Master…”

Bai Qin’an couldn’t help but call out.

Zhu Minglang was so concentrated on dealing with the Red Striped Death Dragon that he hadn’t noticed the courageous Sword Masters coming to his rescue.

Looking at their slender figures and pretty faces, Zhu Minglang suddenly realized that there was much true beauty within the Yuheng Star Palace; he smiled and said, “I’m fine, sorry to have worried you.”

To dare break through the fear of the Red Striped Death Dragon and come to battle was no simple act of bravery; Zhu Minglang looked at these ladies with renewed respect.

“But… but how did you…” the Purple Sword Heavenly Maiden stammered in utter astonishment.

“Gurgle~~~ gurgle~~~~~” The strange cries of the Red Striped Death Dragon arose from the various layers of the undergrowth.

“Wait until I have wiped out these false Gods of Death, then I’ll explain!” Zhu Minglang then opened the gate to the Spirit Realm.

Divine symbols on Zhu Minglang’s palm changed incessantly, shining with sacred radiance; there were fiery dragon totems and glacial divine imprints, and even the Flames of the Nether instantly filled the surroundings, from which a Night Emperor Dragon with Ancient Horns and a majestic head emerged…

Lu Ying, Bai Qin’an, and the White-clothed Female Sword God were all dumbfounded!

How many Divine Dragons did Zhu Minglang have? Each of these dragons had an excessively high cultivation base, no less than the elder dragons from the Valley of Ten Thousand Dragons!

They say a powerful Dragon Shepherd was the equivalent of a sect, Lu Ying had previously disbelieved, thinking that the Sword Masters reigned supreme, but now she was forced to acknowledge this truth!

Zhu Minglang was very angry.

The result of his anger was that all the dragons would strike, determined to exterminate the clan of the Red Striped Death Dragon!!

These red dragons masquerading as sovereign Gods of Death, then let them taste the pain of being slaughtered!!

“Take good care of the disciples, they have young eggs in their marrow.” Zhu Minglang told Lu Ying and Bai Qin’an.

It took a while for everyone to come back to their senses, then they nodded.

With Zhu Minglang’s one decisive sword strike that had chopped off the head of the Red Striped Death Dragon, Lu Ying and the others were ever more convinced that the Red Striped Death Dragon was not as terrifying as imagined. They were not real Gods of Death, and people were not their pitiful tributes!

They quickly dispersed to rescue those disciples still heading towards the Red Striped Death Dragon… Knowing the reason, it was not difficult to protect their lives!

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