Chapter 808: 337: The dragon paves the way!
The bow is fully drawn!
The killing star white tiger arrow shoots at the Nascent Soul!
(Vote for monthly ticket) Chapter 808: 337: The dragon paves the way!
The bow is fully drawn!
The killing star white tiger arrow shoots at the Nascent Soul!
(Vote for monthly ticket) Thousands of thunders rumbled, and lightning ripped through the wild winds, as whale waves turned the sea into surging white crests.
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Amidst the howling wind, one after another, two streaks of Spiritual Light tore through the scorching sea of June, churning up turbulent waves!
Chen Dengming rode his magic treasure between heaven and sea at breakneck speed, his long hair billowing, as if reclaiming the unrestrained wildness of his past days as the Mad Blade Nanxun, ready to save those who should be saved, and slay the enemies who deserved death!
The frenetic dance of dragons above Qingqiu of yore!
But now, it wasn’t the dragons that danced on the tip of the Shocking Sword, but a genuine, colossal Nascent Soul Dragon.
The power of the Complete Golden Core spread throughout his body like a mini-sun from his chest and abdomen.
This made his whole body radiate a faint golden glow, his hair too was tinged with a halo of gold, his Spiritual Might awe-inspiring!
The successive heart-stopping roars of the dragon from behind, and the daunting Nascent Soul pressure that came with it, turned into invisible ripples, like surging waves, which were heavily dissolved by the Nascent Soul coiled within Chen Dengming’s Dantian.
Even so, he felt as if his skin was pricked by needles, a sensation like thorns in his back.
At this moment, if it wasn’t for the protection of Human Immortal Dao Force within his Spirit, capable of resisting the terrifying dragon’s might, he would undoubtedly already be overwhelmed with palpitations, like a small sparrow in a storm, unable to fly far.
This Dragon Beast was, after all, a mighty creature capable of contending with Nanxun’s mid-stage Nascent Soul Su Yanyan, not comparable to an average Nascent Soul.
A man and a dragon raced past at high speed, quickly covering a distance of thousands of miles.
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Over a thousand miles away, two figures pursued relentlessly, with the shockwaves from their colliding Magic Treasures and the spiritual energy pulled from the air whistling and crashing.
The might of Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators clashing, although not comparable to that of a Deity Transformation Dao Lords, was still terrifying, capable of easily demolishing mountains and blocking rivers with their every move.
Su Yanyan had been struggling and fighting to her limits.
However, the killing intent relentlessly pursuing her from behind, neither intensifying nor weakening, continuously posed a dire threat to her no matter how fast she attempted to flee.
She had already experienced a fierce battle, and it was only through the desperate covering of Jiang Jian and One Ancestor Fu Changyin that she managed to make a narrow escape, severely injured.
Now, under the relentless pursuit of Outer Realm Evil Cultivator Tan Xiangkun over thousands of miles, her injuries had worsened, and both the power of her Nascent Soul and the Dao Force and Divine Sense inside her were on the verge of running dry.
Yet ahead, allied Cultivators within the Sealing Immortal Formation, who seemed to have received transmissions for help, were still not coming to her aid.
This last thousand-mile journey, with her remaining strength, was extremely difficult to escape from, unless she abandoned her physical body and escaped with her Nascent Soul, which would increase her Escape Speed by more than threefold, and only then could she break free.
“Run!
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Run!
Quickly let your Nascent Soul escape!
As soon as you dare to let your Nascent Soul out, my mission will be accomplished!”
From behind, the relentless Outer Realm Evil Cultivator Tan Xiangkun stared intently at Su Yanyan, sneering in his heart urging her on, and readied himself to capture the Nascent Soul at any moment.
Such cornered Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators were truly rare.
Under normal circumstances, he would have had no chance of pressing a Nascent Soul Cultivator with a cultivation level similar to his to such extremes.
And even if he did push his opponent into a corner, if he couldn’t control the situation properly, it could easily lead to a pyrrhic victory, with the opponent dragging him down too.
Now, as he seemed to press forward step by step, he in fact maintained a certain relative distance, which was most appropriate.
Such that it kept his opponent exhausted from constant fleeing, steadily depleting their power to the limit, while at the same time always offering a sliver of hope for escape, gradually leading them into a trap.
Now, he felt that the time had come, and suddenly accelerated forward at a burst, with the Magic Treasure he stimulated producing a formidable presence.
The clouds whizzed by in the surrounding sky, the scenery a blur.
In her dazed consciousness, Su Yanyan once again perceived a solid killing intent accompanied by overwhelming force bearing down on her.
With an inward sigh, the Nascent Soul within her suddenly opened its eyes, clutching the life-saving Qing Lei Bead, ready to escape and leave.
A surge of potent Spiritual Light and Spiritual Might appeared on her body, as if from a resurgent flicker of life, abruptly emerging.
“Good!”
The pursuing Tan Xiangkun’s eyes shone brightly, knowing that he had finally forced out her Nascent Soul, and immediately, in the midst of forming hand seals, he spat out a bead of light.
The bead of light released a howling scream as it flew out, stretching out countless pale hands, each palm with a toothy maw, as if to drag more souls into the bead for burial and devouring; it was clearly a soul-seizing type of Magic Treasure.
The moment the Magic Treasure light bead appeared, a delicate Nascent Soul suddenly emerged from Su Yanyan’s head, attracting a surge of dense spiritual light and energy, as if Spirit was crowning her head.
“Guaaah—”
The wailing sounds from within the light bead suddenly intensified, the speed surged, and the pale hands elongated like rolls of stretching crêpe fabric, waving and curling to entangle the just-emerged Nascent Soul of Su Yanyan.
“No good!”
Su Yanyan immediately sensed the danger; her Nascent Soul felt an urge to be sucked away by a strong force, which terrified her immensely.
“Hahaha, you had your choice of the broad Heaven Court but didn’t take it, now you’ve crashed into the gateless Underground Mansion!”
Tan Xiangkun cried out in wild joy.
However, just then, a thunderous noise suddenly erupted.
In the distance where sea and sky met, as if a thunderbolt had struck from the heavens, a storm surged, and the world lost its color.
A streak of golden light seemed to tear through the void and in an instant drew near; the closer it came, the more silent it grew until, at the last moment, with a flash of golden light—
It hit the light bead squarely, flashing through the many gaping hands, and suddenly pierced through.
Crack!—
The light bead cracked open with crevices, releasing blinding bursts of light, while the golden Soul Arrows also vanished, disintegrating inch by inch.
“Aaah!—”
A pitiful scream came from the light bead, echoing across the entire coast.