Dragon Tamer
Chapter 939 - Chapter 939 Chapter 943 Casting Sword Spirit

Chapter 939: Chapter 943 Casting Sword Spirit Chapter 939: Chapter 943 Casting Sword Spirit Zhu Minglang disdained this!

Divine Monarch, though intriguing,

had treated him quite favorably of late. Zhu Minglang had distinctly felt that his Divine form of Fu Chen had been extraordinary, probably the treatment befitting the top graduate of Dragon Gate.

He must have surmised that his future would be on par with the North Dipper Seven Gods; there was no need to compromise just for a minor increase in cultivation as a Divine Monarch. His vision needed to be set much further.

Most importantly, Zhu Minglang was quite pleased with his own divine authority. The path of the Evil Sword Immortal, alien and heretical to the world, was not fitting for someone like him who possessed the aura of a hermit.

Zhu Minglang naturally refused, and fortunately, the Sword Spirit Dragon was able to support him, allowing Zhu Minglang to stay alert, preventing his mind from being bewitched.

“Venerable Zhu, it’s unlocked, let’s make a break for it!” Ling Song said.

At that moment, Zhu Minglang finally saw that the four walls had retracted, and the staircase had appeared as well.

Following the wooden stairs down to the first floor, Zhu Minglang saw outside the Buddha Pagoda, lightning flashed, and ice clashed with fire; the battle had evidently never ceased.

No sooner had Zhu Minglang stepped out the door than he saw a Female Arhat draped in coarse cloth standing there. Sweat beaded her forehead, and her arms and fists were clenched slightly. The golden flames on her body flickered unpredictably.

Upon closer inspection, one could see bloodstains on the wide sleeves of her robe, likely inflicted by a sword.

As expected, the Female Arhat was no match for Linghu Ling.

The Female Arhat, preoccupied with Linghu Ling, had hardly anticipated that two thieves had already infiltrated the Buddha Pagoda.

Her back was to Zhu Minglang and Ling Song, her eyes fixed on Linghu Ling, who stood on the eave. At this moment, Linghu Ling had already summoned a part of the green Flying Swords. The duo had spent too much time inside the Buddha Pagoda, forcing her to reveal her true power to cope with the God-lord Level Female Arhat.

“Excuse us!”

Zhu Minglang was not in a good mood now, his eyes gleaming with a sinister brilliance. Seeing the Female Arhat blocking his path, he strode over and kicked her down the stairs before she could react!

By the time the Female Arhat sensed someone behind her, it was too late; Zhu Minglang had already kicked her harshly down to the stone steps below, and she fell face first!

Ling Song was astonished.

This… kicking right at the Female Arhat’s behind, and so fiercely!

Zhu Minglang was very irritable at the moment, and he would not be courteous to anyone who blocked his way!

The Female Arhat got up, turned her head in extreme anger, and glared at Zhu Minglang. She patted off the dust on her body, her battle aura inexplicably intensified, as if the humiliation from Zhu Minglang’s kick had unlocked her hidden potential.

Zhu Minglang stood there, and suddenly behind him emerged one after another mountain of souls. These mountains, one stacked upon another, were insurmountably tall, impossible to see the highest peaks. However, upon closer inspection, this frightening vista behind Zhu Minglang was not mountains of souls, but one Ancient Sacred Demon after another, each with three heads and six arms, their demon souls celestial, their sinister energy punching the sky…

The Female Arhat, seeing this scene, stood frozen as if her soul had been seized, a fear born deep in her soul spread rapidly throughout her body, causing her to shiver all over and involuntarily let out anguished screams!

“Let’s go.”

Zhu Minglang walked past the Female Arhat. She had completely lost her courage to resist, even stepping aside, muttering prayers for protection from the Main God of Tian Shu, Hua Chou.

But Zhu Minglang was the one who had slain the Divine Travel Body Shell of Hua Chou. In his presence, these prayers for protection were futile; instead, they induced an even more profound sense of pressure and fear, shattering the Female Arhat’s recognition of divine hierarchy!

Zhu Minglang then walked boldly out of the Buddha Pagoda Temple.

He whistled, and the Moon Blessing White Dragon and the Yama Dragon flew towards him, flanking him one on each side. No matter how many forces or deities from the God Manor of Tian Shu were deployed outside the Buddha Pagoda Temple, Zhu Minglang feared none!

In fact, Zhu Minglang’s currently semi-demonic state was terrifying. The hostile aura of the Ancient Sacred Demons was released through Zhu Minglang’s body, and not many gods of Tian Shu dared to face this army of Ancient Sacred Demons!!

With tens of thousands of Ascetic Monks outside, Zhu Minglang leapt onto the Moon Blessing White Dragon, the Yama Dragon clearing the path.

Once in the sky, these tens of thousands of Ascetic Monks also ascended into the clouds. They held bundles of silver ropes and tossed them to each other in the air, rapidly forming a massive net to trap demons.

Zhu Minglang’s left hand held a sword, the newly emerged Silver Dawn Devil’s Sword, the Sword Evil Dragon.

“Swish!!!”

With one chop, heaven and earth changed colors, followed by a horde of demons bursting through the void. The souls of these god-demons were like an army of deadly divine weapons, rampaging through the Ascetic Monks in a mad slaughter!!

As the severed limbs of the Ascetic Monks fell, blood rained around the Buddha Pagoda Temple, intensifying the butcherous scene.

Zhu Minglang never showed mercy to Hua Chou’s minions, slaying as many as stood in his way!

Thousands of Ascetic Monks were slain; the power unleashed by the Sword Evil Dragon indeed reached the Divine Monarch Level. Not even the Female Arhat or the two Wu Monk Masters could withstand it if they faced Zhu Minglang–they, too, would be slain!

This unstoppable demonic force caused Linghu Ling even more anxiety. She watched Zhu Minglang slaughtering in midair, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not inform God Yuheng about Zhu Minglang’s demonic state.

She flew up to Zhu Minglang and said, “Time is running out, let’s leave here first.”

“Alright!” Zhu Minglang was not enthralled by the slaughter; he sheathed his sword and rode the Moon Blessing White Dragon northward.

Seeing Zhu Minglang cease immediately, Linghu Ling also sighed in relief, realizing that Zhu Minglang still retained his self-awareness. His slaughtering was merely due to the grudge against Hua Chou.

Linghu Ling was also aware that since Zhu Minglang had severed Hua Chou’s Divine Travel Body Shell at Dragon Gate, in the North Dipper Divine Land, only one of them could survive. There was no room for mercy in dealing with an enemy!

“Evil energy has already begun to invade my body…” Zhu Minglang said.

“There’s still some time before dawn,” Linghu Ling remarked.

“The Night-dyed Sword is a sword of the night, in which its power becomes much stronger. After dawn, the momentum of the Night-dyed Sword qi will weaken a lot, which will be even more disadvantageous for me,” Zhu Minglang explained.

“Then…” Linghu Ling didn’t know what to say for a moment; seeing Zhu Minglang in this state, she felt both anxious and helpless.

“There should still be time. If anything goes wrong, I will just discard this arm of mine, the Sword Evil Dragon has already begun to erode it,” Zhu Minglang said as he lifted his left hand.

His left hand and the hiltless Sword Evil Dragon had already grown together; his left hand was essentially a part of the Sword Evil Dragon now.

The Sword Evil Dragon was like a newly born demon child, desperately needing vitality to inhabit. If it was delayed further, Zhu Minglang wouldn’t just have his arm eroded; it could be his entire body.

“Being one-armed isn’t bad; many unparalleled experts are one-armed,” Ling Song remarked.

After this comment, Ling Song noticed the looks from Zhu Minglang and Linghu Ling and promptly shut up.

…

When they arrived at Desolate Hope Town, it was already broad daylight.

On the outskirts of the town, Zhu Minglang saw a desolate ancient manor, which featured many abandoned furnaces, iron troughs, weapon racks, casting workshops…

It seemed that this place was indeed once a bustling foundry, quite large and thriving, but it was now old and long neglected.

Zhu Heavenly Officer was already by the furnace.

The furnace, clearly long abandoned, was malfunctioning in many places, and Zhu Heavenly Officer had spent the entire night making it operable.

The furnace was heating up, filled with flammable Fire Dragon Saliva Crystals; Hong Geng, having transformed into a Fire Artisan, was pushing the bellows over and over to grind those crystals, making the flames fiercer.

“You’re here, is the sword material ready?” Zhu Heavenly Officer, too busy to lift his head, was repeatedly rinsing the sword slots to ensure no impurities would adhere to them.

Zhu Minglang handed over the remaining Silver Dawn Shard to Zhu Heavenly Officer, as Linghu Ling next to him held his hand.

“Use your right hand,” Linghu Ling reminded him.

Zhu Minglang then realized that the hand he was using to reach for the Silver Dawn Shard was his left.

Normally, he used his right hand for such tasks, and this act clearly showed that he was being dominated by the Sword Evil Dragon!

If his left hand touched the Silver Dawn Shard, it was very likely that all the remaining shards would be absorbed by the Sword Evil Dragon…

Zhu Minglang broke out in a cold sweat himself!

He felt that becoming a demon by succumbing to evil was only a tiny step away; thankfully, Linghu Ling had timely stopped him.

Could it be that Linghu Ling was the little Celestial Maiden sent by Zheng Cang to pull him back on the right path at the crucial moment…

Changing hands, Zhu Minglang handed the Silver Dawn Shard to Zhu Heavenly Officer, who didn’t use his hands to receive it, but instead caught the shards with a red-hot crucible.

“Blood,” Zhu Heavenly Officer, during the casting, his demeanor completely different from his usual playful self–serious, focused, his eyes seeing nothing but the materials being forged, no wonder Ling Song on the side kept calling him handsome uncle and Heavenly Officer uncle.

“What blood?” Zhu Minglang asked, confused.

“Your blood, preferably from the base of your palm. Back in Abandoned Sword Forest, it was your Rusty Sword used for practicing that served as the sword material, and those swords had drunk your blood. To forge a Sword Spirit unique to you, your blood is needed,” Zhu Heavenly Officer explained.

“Oh, alright!” Zhu Minglang let the Sword Spirit Dragon cut open the base of his palm, then let his fresh blood slowly drip onto those melting Silver Dawn Shards.

The Silver Dawn Shard quickly turned into a silvery liquid, and mixed with Zhu Minglang’s blood, it exuded strands of crimson due to the Divine Blood. This crimson, during the smelting process, also continuously burst into glow, brighter and more dazzling than the molten slag, not at all inferior to the liquid Silver Dawn Shard!

“That’s all, you can go out now; leave the rest to me,” Zhu Heavenly Officer needed absolute focus, even breathing of others nearby felt like a disturbance.

Hong Geng, the temporary Fire Artisan, also left, and everyone else exited the ancient manor, looking towards the continuous green rain at the sky, they could only quiet their hearts and wait patiently.

Unfortunately, things did not go as smooth as they had anticipated. At Black Rock Mountain by the old manor, rocks began to tumble down, followed by the mountain’s surface being peeled off as if by some force, causing a massive section of the mountain covered with black rocks to slide down, then came the incredibly terrifying rockslide rushing down towards the old manor.

On top of Black Rock Mountain, a Mad Dragon with a spine like a saw, its body red as maple fire, burst through the mountain top. The towering body swayed in midair, continuously emitting flames like fireballs thrown down the mountain!

“Flame Maple Dragon God???”

“Earth Sword Sect!”

Seeing the astonishing fire dragon on Black Rock Mountain, Ling Song exclaimed with astonishment on his face.

“Wasn’t it said that they absolutely couldn’t arrive before noon?” Zhu Minglang glanced at the sky; it was still early morning!

“It must be that the Veins of the Earth of Tian Shu and Yuheng have already connected. I didn’t account for this,” Ling Song said.

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