Dragon Tamer

Chapter 173 - 174 Peak Sinking Sky Shadow Sword

Chapter 173: Chapter 174 Peak Sinking Sky Shadow Sword

Translator: 549690339

Somehow, just standing there, Zhu Minglang had already altered the air pressure around him into something unusual.

Behind him in the sky, a large swarm of banyan bees buzzed but their speed of flight was slowing down, their wings growing heavier, and some of the bees inexplicably started to fall from the sky

The banyan bees dared not approach Zhu Minglang, as his aura was immensely powerful at that moment, so powerful that even the demons being controlled felt fear!

“Peak Sinking!”

Zhu Minglang uttered these two words.

As he flicked his sword downward, his entire body leaned forward. In the instant that the sword was swung down, clouds in the sky behind him seemed to surge directly downward, turning into white cascading clouds that magnificently surged toward the earth, a testament to the terrifying power of this sword!!!

To change the weather with one sword stroke, that was probably the scene at this moment.

Above in the sky, an unbelievably shocking peak shadow plummeted down; that peak shadow was akin to a heavenly sword falling from the Heavenly Court, its sword shadow large enough to envelop the entire Imperial City, so vast and grand that it sent the hundreds of thousands of people on the Mysterious Wall and the dignitaries on the city towers into a massive panic!!

Fortunately, the Sky Shadow Sword Peak was not descending upon anyone in the Imperial City but was instead falling towards the Nine Army Tomb Mountain, towards Zhao Chen and his Ghost Dragon’s location

Zhao Chen, riding on the back of his Ghost Dragon, realized the immense power of this sword stroke and immediately fled toward the outside of the Nine Army Tomb Mountain, to other parts of the Imperial City.

However, whenever he looked up, the expansive canopy of the sky was still dominated by a Sky Shadow Sword Peak pointing right at him, no matter how fast the Ghost Dragon flew, no matter where he fled!

The Sky Shadow Sword Peak grew closer and closer, the entire Imperial City could see such an immense sword shadow, and when Zhao Chen looked back for the last time, he saw the entire sky was taken over by the sword, and he was like an ant beneath a meteor, helpless to do anything even as this celestial object descended toward the earth!!

“Hum!”

The entire Imperial City trembled, the clouds in the sky poured down even more beautifully, and the mountain-like sword shadow plunged into the center of the Imperial City with incredible force, raising waves that formed an annihilation, completely collapsing the city’s structures and dragging hills, houses, rivers, woods, and pastures all into the vast sword pit!!

Hundreds of thousands of people, frozen like statues.

All the disciples within the Imperial City, trembling.

Even the elders and hall masters of the various powers on the city towers were swept by intense turmoil within their hearts.

This sword stroke was something the vast majority of them could not achieve!

A disciple of such a young age had turned this power struggle into his own legend!!

Such power was truly terrifying.

Zhao Chen and his Ghost Dragon, could never have survived.

The members of the Royal Family also witnessed from atop the city tower, Zhao Chen’s death at the hands of Zhu Minglang’s sword.

At the highest floor, King An gripped the chair armrest, nearly twisting it apart.

Anger displayed on his face, while others were still recovering from their shock, he finally stood up and said, “To assassinate a member of the Imperial Clan in broad daylight, Zhu Minglang has gone too far in disregarding the Royal Family. How can someone like him be allowed to stay in the Imperial City!”

“Ridiculous, does that mean the son of Zhu Gate’s Sect Leader should just allow himself to be killed by Zhao Chen? Anyone with eyes can see that Zhao Chen was the first to attempt murder!” Zhu Heavenly Officer slammed the table, immediately arguing back at King An.

“Zhu Heavenly Officer, you’ve always been arrogant, and now even your son is this rampant. I will certainly report this matter to the Emperor, and your Zhu Gate’s disrespect towards the Royal Family will have its consequences!” King An bellowed in anger.

“A competition is inherently dangerous, and didn’t your Royal Family personally tell me that accidents happen? Are your rules only applicable to yourselves and not to the common folk?” Zhu Heavenly Officer stood his ground without yielding an inch.

“How can we tolerate such wanton killing!” exclaimed King An.

“King An, if you want to frame someone with a crime, at least find a better excuse. Wanton killing? If my son intended to kill, how many of those geniuses trained by your forces would have survived leaving the Nine Army Tomb Mountain?” Zhu Heavenly Officer retorted.

That was indeed a fact.

Huo Shangjun of the Purple Sect Clan, Wen Mengru of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect, Ye Guang of the Godly Mortal Academy, Fu Jinguo of the Azure Dragon Palace

Including the hypocritical monk from the Haoqi Martial School, Zhu Minglang’s sword stabs all avoided his vitals. The monk merely lost too much blood, but his bones and sinews were untouched. Zhu Minglang’s mercy could not have been any greater!

“Indeed, Zhao Chen tried to kill first, and Zhu Minglang was merely striking back,” an elder of the Azure Dragon Palace spoke up.

“Zhu Minglang doesn’t even know who Zhao Chen is, so how could he know that this despicable and sneaky person is a member of the Imperial Clan Young Master. If someone from our Yaoshan Sword Sect were killed in competition, only to kill our opponent in return, our Sword Sect would indeed have no face to seek retribution,” Wu Feng said slowly as he approached upon hearing the commotion.

“Calm your anger, King An. It’s likely that Zhu Minglang truly didn’t know Zhao Chen’s identity. After all, he has been away from the Imperial City for some years now, and Zhao Chen wasn’t wearing anything to signify his royal identity or royal clothing. Minglang’s intent to kill was personal, it had nothing to do with contempt for the Royal Family,” the Imperial Concubine said, trying to pacify the situation.

Anger flickered in King An’s eyes.

He was well aware that the Imperial Concubine favored Zhu Gate.

King An needed a reason.

The original plan was for Zhao Chen and Zhao Wu to kill Zhu Minglang, thus provoking Zhu Gate to harbor resentment against the Royal Family.

But with Zhao Chen being killed, in fact, it could also be considered an offense against the Royal Family by Zhu Minglang. Holding on to this point, King An could stir up some trouble.

Unfortunately, this reasoning was somewhat flimsy, and even the other great powers felt that King An was being excessive.

“First by dismembering the Princely Heir, and now by killing a member of the youth nurtured by the Royal Family, Zhu Heavenly Officer, if you have no intention of teaching your son how to respect the Royal Family, then someone from the Royal Family will teach your lawless son a lesson!” With these words, King An left in a huff.

The Imperial Concubine watched King An with a steady gaze.

She could see that King An was intent on exploiting this incident to his advantage, but persuasion was pointless. This was fundamentally a struggle between Zhu Gate and the great powers, and the faction of princes within the Royal Family.

It would happen sooner or later, whether it be Zhu Minglang killing a member of the Imperial Clan’s youth or a Zhu Gate elder being persecuted.

“Be careful and avoid recklessness,” the Imperial Concubine whispered to Zhu Heavenly Officer.

“Yes, what’s destined to come will eventually arrive,” Zhu Heavenly Officer nodded.

On the shattered Nine Army Tomb Mountain, Zhu Minglang maintained even breathing.

Despite feeling a bit dizzy, Zhu Minglang still gripped the sword tightly in his hand.

The Sword Spirit Dragon told itself that it could maintain the Sword Awakening power for a little while longer. Once the inscription faded, other inscriptions would need to be awakened to grant Zhu Minglang the Sword Awakening Power once again!

The battle was over.

Pu Hanrong stared blankly at the place where the sword had fallen, a bitter expression crossing his face.

He dispersed the banyan bees. What was there left to fight for in such a situation? His own Demon Summoning Technique was hardly worth mentioning.