Dragon Tamer

Chapter 476: 478: Why is it a Sword?

Chapter 476: Chapter 478: Why is it a Sword?
 

Although Zhu Wangxing had many doubts in his heart and was secretly worried about Zhu Minglang’s safety, he still did as Zhu Minglang instructed.

“Is this the fire stem?” Prince Zhao Yu, from a distance, pointed to the fiery liquid substance wrapped around the Divine Pistil.

He did not harbor much suspicion towards Zhu Wangxing.

At this stage, Zhao Yu didn’t think that Zhu Wangxing had any tricks left to play.

Besides, even without Zhu Wangxing’s guidance, he could have facilitated this Ascending Tribulation; the Fire Chi Dragon, being an Ancestral Dragon, had a certain Divine Soul Life Pattern and could be said to be born for its own Ascending Tribulation from the Veins of the Earth Fire Pistil!

The Fire Chi Dragon, covered in scales of blazing flames, began to approach the Earth Vein Fire Pistil. It extended its claws, attempting to peel off the fire stem.

Upon this touch, the Restless Fire Liquid immediately surged, and the fire stem transformed into fire tentacles, resembling a fiery octopus king!

The fire tentacles thrashed and bound the Fire Chi Dragon, pulling it bit by bit into the restless liquid fire.

The Fire Chi Dragon was no ordinary creature; it raised its head, and its golden flames suddenly intensified; the vigorous golden fire twined around its large scales, making this inherently dominant and fierce Fire Chi Dragon even more majestic and noble, with its size increased due to the golden blaze!

The illusory fire tentacles failed to pull the Fire Chi Dragon, but with a heavy fall of its claws, it tore the section of the fire stem to shreds!!

The Fire Chi Dragon advanced further, relying on its golden explosive scales, fearlessly like an immortal Fire Phoenix, undaunted by any Spirit Fire Flame.

“Continue, once you’ve torn open the fire stem, the Divine Pistil will help you ascend to Dragon King!” Zhao Yu laughed.

Each fire stem had strong aggressiveness, transforming into the forms of ancient creatures. When the Fire Chi Dragon peeled off the second fire stem, a wave of fire surged up from the flowing Restless Fire Liquid, and an ancient, fiery Fire Salamander burst out, charging towards the Fire Chi Dragon.

The fiery Fire Salamander was ancient and sacred, its body clad in a red flame armor, and along its back were bundles of flame spines, exuding a commanding presence!

The Fire Chi Dragon bit down instantly, clearly undeterred by these phantasmal beings as the Ancestral Dragon dominating the flames!

Afterward, other fire stems transformed into Fire Leeches, Flame Whales, Fire Salamanders, Red Mallotus…

Although the Fire Chi Dragon was merely at the peak of Monarch Level cultivation base, it was apparent that its demonstrated strength far exceeded this level, proving to be an invincible existence among its peers, potentially unmatched even by a group of the same rank.

After dealing with all the phantasmal forms of the fire stems, some wounds could be seen on the Fire Chi Dragon’s body, but it clearly remained full of fighting spirit.

“The Divine Pistil, something only creatures of Divine Life Pattern are worthy of possessing…” Zhao Yu’s eyes were already shining with madness and excitement.

At Monarch Level, the spiritual resources of the world were far from sufficient, especially for those challenging the King Level. Even in a holy land like Dragon Country, there were very few sacred items harvested each year that could promote a Monarch Level to King Level.

This Divine Pistil was too perfect; with the Spirit Fire power contained at its center, it could not only allow the Fire Chi Dragon to ascend but also sculpt its Divine Soul Life Pattern!

It is said that creatures with a Divine Soul Life Pattern face no obstacles on the path of cultivation, no bottlenecks, and no need for the so-called Tribulations; they are divine beings in nature, and cultivation for them is merely a gradual shedding of mortal soul and body!

The Fire Chi Dragon had a bloodline qualified enough, and now with the Divine Pistil to cleanse its body and mortal bones, ascending to Dragon King was but the start of its path to divinity!

“Life Pattern?” Zhu Minglang heard this term for the second time today.

However, now was not the time to contemplate this; Zhu Minglang remained concealed, patiently waiting.

“Go on, devour the Divine Pistil to your heart’s content, from today onwards, no one will dare to say a word against us!!” Zhao Yu’s eyes narrowed, he stood a certain distance from the Fire Pistil, but he could already feel the powerful energy of the divine Fire Pistil rushing towards him.

Bathing in the radiance emitted by the Divine Pistil, it felt as though my body was also absorbing the Divine Air, experiencing a sensation of purification from impurities.

“Ao!!!!”

The Fire Chi Dragon roared, manifesting the Ancestrial Dragon’s majestic presence.

It flew towards that central Divine Pistil, the Restless Fire Liquid unable to harm the Ancestrial Dragon born from ancient flames.

It opened its dragon’s maw, greedily biting at the Divine Pistil!

“Clang!!”

The Dragon Teeth clanged as if they had struck some hard metal, and the Fire Chi Dragon let out a painful scream, several of its sharp, hard Ancestrial Dragon teeth actually shattered!

Why was this Earth Vein Fire Pistil so hard? Should it not be like those Serene Fire Liquids, harboring immense power yet soft and gentle like spring water?

“What’s the matter, why is this Divine Pistil like metal?” Prince Zhao Yu turned his head and demanded an explanation from Zhu Wangxing.

Zhu Wangxing himself was unable to provide one.

In fact, the Fire Divine Pistil looked a bit strange, resembling a huge Metal Sword Boll; this seemed slightly different from the Divine Pistils he had seen before.

As if angered by the intrusion, the Divine Pistil suddenly began to shake, and at its very top, something that resembled a Metal Sword Boll began to open. In the center of those metallic fire petals, instead of any Divine Pistil, there was clearly an unparalleled Spirit Sword!

This Sword was thoroughly red, refined until it was crystal clear, and through its blade, one could even see blood vessel-like Inscriptions pulsing with a divine luster; dazzling and mesmerizing, mysterious, and ancient!

“Another illusion??” Prince Zhao Yu said, puzzled.

The Fire Stems would form into life forms, obstructing those who covet the Divine Pistil, so could the Divine Pistil itself also create illusions??

So was this Spirit Fire Sword, born from the Metal Sword Bolls, the final Divine Fire trial??

“Who’s there! Skulking around, show yourself to this Prince!” Just then, Zhao Yu, with his keen perception, sensed another person’s presence.

This person was not among these half-dead members of Zhu Gate or King An’s Mansion; Zhao Yu was convinced there was no one beneath this trace of the Veins of the Earth who could pose a threat to him.

He turned his head, looking in the direction of Zhu Rongrong.

Zhu Rongrong had disappeared at some point, as if someone had taken her away—after all, her legs were severely injured, and even if she wanted to crawl, it would be difficult for her to make it out on her own.

The person who had taken Zhu Rongrong away was naturally Zhu Minglang.

But soon he returned, this time not hiding or skulking.

“Zhu Minglang??” Soon, Zhao Yu made out the appearance of the person.

At first, Zhao Yu was somewhat nervous, thinking he had overlooked some powerful individual, but upon recognizing Zhu Minglang, a slow smile spread across his face.

“Just who I thought it was, turns out it’s you, the little thief. You took the Serene Fire Liquid, didn’t you?” Zhao Yu said.

He laughed, his body swaying, and in his words, his smile, and his actions, he displayed disdain and mockery for Zhu Minglang, who had revealed himself at this moment.