Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 626 - 624: Nine Dragons (Seeking Subscription)_1

Chapter 626: Chapter 624: Nine Dragons (Seeking Subscription)_1

The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

Fang Xi looked at Zuo Xiaoxuan, who had taken off her mask to reveal her crystal-clear skin, and couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction, "Not bad... finally, you’ve achieved Nascent Soul."

"I have to thank the sect master for your support!"

Zuo Xiaoxuan bowed gracefully, her face brimming with smiles.

But in her eyes, Fang Xi saw hatred!

Of course, it wasn’t directed at him, but at ’Meng Zhuzi’!

This was indeed a slightly troublesome matter for him. Meng Zhuzi served loyally as a guest in the Wang family, a good dog if there ever was one.

If she were to be killed, it would truly be a pity, after all, it’s just internal strife!

As for the Dragon Controlling Sect, he truly hadn’t felt a thing.

After all, the Mysterious Dark Abyss was at least tens of millions of miles away from ’Mountain of Ten Thousand Dragons.’ Whatever Heaven Tribulation or great battle occurred there... it wouldn’t have much of an impact here.

Just then, a clear chiming sound came from a Storage Bag at Fang Xi’s side.

His expression changed as he took out a jade-colored piece of paper.

This was a special treasure given to him by Qin Longzi, named the ’Infinite Jade Book.’ It was said that each Transcendent God power under the command of the Dragon Controlling Sect would have such a treasure.

This ’Infinite Jade Book’ was extremely difficult to refine, and could only receive messages one way. After being used once, it would be discarded, a means for the Dragon Controlling Sect to urgently contact its subordinates.

With a loud boom, clearly, something major had happened!

A flicker of black light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth to expel a jet of pitch-black Demon Qi onto the jade book.

With a flash of light!

The jade-colored paper rose into the air by itself, buzzing as it absorbed all the Demon Qi.

Then, streaks of blood-red marks emerged on the paper, forming rows of Earth Immortal Realm script.

"Wanted... all cultivators of the Mo Sect and Lord Hei Miao of the Black Water Sect? Either captured alive or slain, there is a huge reward?"

"Why does it feel so rushed, as if someone is desperate?"

Fang Xi stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

...

Let’s go back in time a bit.

Ten Thousand Dragon Ridge, Dragon Head Mountain.

Beneath the Mixed Origin Heavenly Umbrella was not the sect master of the Dragon Controlling Sect, Lord Nine Dragon, as the Mo Sect’s people had guessed.

But instead, a purple Flood Dragon!

This Flood Dragon was over two thousand zhang in length, with scales like purple jade, forked dragon horns, long white beards hanging from its dragon head, and a black pattern on its back.

It was the greatest foundation of the Dragon Controlling Sect, an early Returning to Emptiness Flood Dragon!

From the outside, it looked very much like a True Dragon. The white whiskers indicated that it had entered old age, and the black line on its back was far from simple, signaling that its true form was a Poisonous Flood Dragon!

At that moment, the dragon’s snout opened and closed, emitting an ancient human voice, "Hei Miao, and the Mo Sect... since you’ve come today, then stay!"

It let out a high-pitched Dragon Chanting.

The Primordial Energy of Heaven and Earth surged through the Void, turning into countless giant blades, falling upon Mechanism City of the Mo Sect.

The runic chains were sheared, and giant fissures appeared on the surfaces of the colossal divine soldiers. Some even shattered directly!

Between heaven and earth seemed to be a giant invisible force, pressing down on Mechanism City, slowly pushing it further down!

"Returning to Emptiness... mid-stage!"

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon had a bitter smile on its face as it quickly transmitted a message, "Just now, it wasn’t Lord Nine Dragon’s Major Heavenly Tribulation, but this dragon undergoing a Minor Heavenly Tribulation! Lord Hei Miao, the backup plan you prepared, can it still be used now?"

The Minor Heavenly Tribulation, like the Major one, consisted purely of golden lightning.

However, its duration is far shorter than that of the Major Heavenly Tribulation.

Originally, according to their estimates, if it was the Major Heavenly Tribulation, there would still be plenty of time.

But now they faced a Minor Heavenly Tribulation with an even shorter duration, and this Returning to Emptiness Flood Dragon had already passed its tribulation. It was now genuinely a mid-stage Returning to Emptiness cultivator!

This left everyone from the Mo Sect caught in a dilemma.

Lord Hei Miao’s eyes even showed a momentary glaze, his Dao heart severely affected.

Fortunately, he quickly recovered, without thinking, he transformed into a black Escape Light and shot backward, summoning a Broken umbrella surface in his hand simultaneously.

Buzzing!

The ’Mixed Origin Heavenly Umbrella’ in mid-air immediately returned to its normal size and, with a flash of spiritual light, it seemed ready to turn into a Blue Light and shoot towards him!

"Eh?"

The Returning to Emptiness Flood Dragon looked at this scene and showed surprise, "So this treasure actually has a spirit, no wonder it felt so blocked when I tried to refine it... If you had pulled this move during the lightning tribulation, it indeed would have been extremely troublesome. Sadly... heaven does not favor you."

It sinisterly smiled, opened its draconic maw, and shot out a purple light beam as thick as a water jar.

The light beam struck the ’Mixed Origin Heavenly Umbrella’, enveloping it completely. The surface of the Heavenly Umbrella flickered with spiritual light, seeming to be pulled between two forces, hesitating and undecided for a moment.

Even so, this Returning to Emptiness treasure was now disabled and, for the time being, unable to be used, diverting some of the old dragon’s attention!

Seeing this, the Ink-Silver Flood Dragon’s face brightened, and it quickly threw out two beads, one red and one blue, hurling them outward.

Bang! Bang!

Two layers of red and blue mist emerged, revealing two puppets each towering three zhang tall.

One puppet was clad in blue armor, and the other wore a set of crimson armor, both covered with dense patterns, their surfaces blazing with light!

At that moment, each of them gestured with a pinch, and azure and fiery red spheres of light appeared out of the void, which were the Water Traveling Divine Light and Fire Formation Divine Light!

These two puppets had, remarkably, reached the fifth order of the Transcendent God stage!

"Good... Puppet Spirit Injection essentially involves constructing a miniature ’fifth-order array’ on the puppet and using the Array Spirit as a core to harness the power of Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Power... You’re already a fifth-order Puppet Master. At the recent auction, I truly underestimated you,"

A sonorous voice echoed as a man in a yellow robe suddenly appeared in the void, his spiritual robe shimmering with light, depicting nine lifelike Flood Dragons. His cultivation had astonishingly reached the Perfect Transcendent God realm, and he was none other than the sect leader of the Dragon Controlling Sect, Lord Nine Dragon!

Upon seeing the two great fifth-order puppets, his expression became slightly more solemn, and a short stick appeared in his hand.

This stick whirled nimbly, suddenly growing immensely large in mid-air, with nine Flood Dragons coiling around this golden pillar, unleashing a terrifying Spiritual Pressure.

"Go!"

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon had no intention of entangling with the Dragon Controlling Sect here and roared angrily.

He hadn’t released the two great fifth-order puppets to fight but to cover the rear.

At this moment, the magic spells of the two great fifth-order puppets were also ready. Each formed a magic spell with their hands, and one red and one blue gigantic runes fused together in the void, forming a brand-new rune, which then exploded with a loud bang!

Pff!

A layer of red and blue interwoven mist suddenly enveloped a thousand miles around, suppressing even the Divine Consciousness of Transcendent God cultivators so that only people and objects within a few dozen miles could be seen.

"Hm?"

Lord Nine Dragon’s expression changed as he felt a powerful force surging from the void.

Without a second thought, he hammered his chest, and a layer of purple scales emerged over his body.

Pff!

Almost at the instant when the scales appeared, a golden light shield around him shattered instantly, and the puppet clad in blue armor appeared before him, punching expressionlessly!

The punch hit Lord Nine Dragon squarely in the chest, turning his face red, and his figure instantaneously retreated hundreds of feet.

Seeing a shallow fist imprint on his purple scales, a cold and fierce light flickered in Lord Nine Dragon’s eyes.

Roar! Roar!

As he retreated, the ’Nine Dragon Pillars’ in the sky flashed wildly with light, and Flood Dragons dove down from above.

But the blue-armored puppet simply merged into the mist, disappearing swiftly.

Suddenly, a loud boom echoed in mid-air.

A huge red lotus bloomed, with countless Fire Formation Divine Lights splashing out, enveloping even the Nine Dragon Pillars.

Bang bang!

The sound of punches striking something heavy came out; the puppet clad in red armor appeared next to the Spirit Communicating Treasure, Nine Dragon Pillars, with a halo of crimson light around its fists, continuously throwing punches, seemingly with endless Giant Strength, and capable of physically resisting Spirit Communicating Treasures...

Seizing this opportunity, Lord Hei Miao had already escaped back onto Mechanism City, looking anxiously at the ’Mixed Origin Heavenly Umbrella’ in the midst of the sky.

"Hmph!"

The returning-to-emptiness old dragon snorted coldly, and another purple pillar of light fell.

Even with the help of the Array Spirit, the ’Mixed Origin Heavenly Umbrella’ was still taken back by the old dragon.

It clutched the Heavenly Umbrella, with purple chains instantly binding it, tossing it deep into the lake to suppress it!

Since the treasure’s spirit was with someone else, it was evidently unusable in this battle.

And the returning-to-emptiness old dragon, who had been suppressing Mechanism City and contending with the spirit for the ownership of Returning to Emptiness treasures, had finally freed up a hand.

It looked at the large expanse of red and blue mist with a cold smile briefly crossing its face, suddenly opening its dragon maw.

Cyclones appeared, sweeping the red and blue mist into the Flood Dragon’s mouth.

In an instant, most of the mist nearby was cleared, revealing the Transcendent Gods of the Mo Sect.

The returning-to-emptiness old dragon’s eyes gleamed coldly as it reached out with its right claw without any courtesy.

"Ah!"

A scream came from mid-air; through a sweep of Divine Thought, the Ink-Silver Flood Dragon saw Mo Yinling grabbed by a purple dragon claw-shaped treasure, its edges extremely sharp. A flash of purple light tore through Mo Yinling’s protective spiritual light and a red shield, slicing her into pieces, not even sparing her Nascent Soul...

This returning-to-emptiness old dragon had exterminated a Transcendent God cultivator with just one strike!

"Yinling?!"

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon roared in anger, a sinister light flashing across his face as he produced a silver-light glinting pill and swallowed it.

A sudden burst of silver light radiated from him, as silver scales emerged on his face and hands, his eyes gradually becoming bloodshot.

And the surge of magic power that had already reached the peak of Transcendent God now seemed to rise even further.

"Sky Demon Transformation Pill?!"

The returning-to-emptiness old dragon appeared unimpressed, and its dragon head seemed to mock, "It seems you’re a Demon Cultivator! Or rather a half-demon who has refined Monster Clan Essence Blood... Alas, this ’Sky Demon Transformation Pill’ trades lifespan for a moment’s upsurge of magic power... You’re already weakened, how much longer can you hold on?"

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon’s lips pursed, a fierce look crossing his face covered with silver scales, as a silver wheel suddenly appeared in his right hand.

The silver wheel was inscribed with various runes and suddenly shone brightly, like a Silver Moon, slicing towards the returning-to-emptiness old dragon...