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Chapter 560: Fire Dragon! (Makeup 22)

Chapter 560: Chapter 560: Fire Dragon! (Makeup 22)

At this moment, within the Valley of Hidden Swords.

There was a cave, circular in shape, its walls pitch black.

But inside the cave was an entirely different scene.

On the ground, many swords were planted.

All the swords were connected by iron chains.

If one looked closely, they would realize that any of these swords, if taken out, would drive the Martial World crazy.

But they were not the protagonists.

In the center, there was a pool of water, and in the middle of the pool, a vortex was slowly turning, appearing quite serene.

Sitting next to the pool was an old man with long hair, who looked to be of a great age, dressed in a white robe, very much the image of a master. He had been sitting with his eyes tightly closed, completely unmoved.

Suddenly, the iron swords planted in the ground began to shake, and, since they were linked together by chains, they started clanging loudly right at this moment.

At first, it was just a brief trembling, but soon, the iron swords shook more and more violently, a rustling noise filling the air, as if a fierce beast was about to emerge.

At that time, the speed of the vortex in the center of the pool began to increase as if it were being stirred by some force.

Even the water of the pool changed, it was originally crystal clear, but now it started steaming, rising up slowly, and the color of the water began to change from blue, turning now into a fiery red like lava.

In an instant, a furious aura surged forth from within the pool.

The entire cave was suddenly swept by fierce winds.

The swords entwined with ropes, incessantly swaying, picked up even more speed.

And just then, the old man next to the pool abruptly opened his eyes, his hair lifted by the wind, his white robe fluttering loudly.

He stretched out his finger and shouted, "Rise!"

Immediately he pointed straight out.

In an instant, the surrounding swords bound by the iron chains shot up into the sky, spinning around, with all their tips pointing directly at the pool.

"Fall!"

The old man shouted again.

The surrounding swords shot downward.

And upon every sword tip, a layer of cyan light appeared at this moment.

The originally pitch-black cave was instantly illuminated.

And at the same time, from the vortex in the center of the pool, suddenly, a Fire Dragon flew out.

Upon its appearance, it roared furiously, a sound akin to a dragon’s howl.

At the same moment, the myriad of swords all struck at the Fire Dragon.

Just as they were about to hit, the Fire Dragon roared again, its sonorous waves surged around it.

The myriad of sword blades that had shot forth were instantly suspended in midair, motionless.

The sound waves had blocked the attack.

Seeing this, the old man pointed again.

The myriad of sword blades started moving once more, pressing toward the Fire Dragon.

The Fire Dragon shrieked, constantly swaying, like a whirlwind.

Seizing the moment while the myriad of swords pressed against the Fire Dragon, the old man suddenly flew out, his fist tightly clenched, invoking his Blood Power. In an instant, his hand turned red, and then he reached out to grab the horn of the Fire Dragon, seizing it in his grasp, then began to exert force, attempting to subdue the Fire Dragon.

"I’ve fought you for so many years, won’t you let me tame you?"

"I am the Grandmaster of the Hidden Sword, the true master of the Sword Dao, I am the one most suited for you!"

The old man roared.

But the Fire Dragon kept thrashing, its head was grasped but it shook violently.

One could see the dragon’s head battering against the walls, trying to fling the person holding its horn.

The entire cave began to collapse.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of falling rocks was constant.

The elder gripped his head tightly but was still flung away by the Fire Dragon, flying a great distance.

With a bang, he hit the wall, and a mouthful of hot blood gushed out.

And just as the elder was injured, the tens of thousands of swords, floating in the air, began to fall to the ground.

"Impossible, how could it fail again!"

"I’ve already found the Blood Power that can control you, why am I still failing, I don’t believe it!" the elder roared: "Only I, Master of the Valley of Hidden Swords, am worthy of you, nobody else is!"

And the Fire Dragon watched him, roaring too, its pupils large as lanterns as it then lunged at the Master of the Valley of Hidden Swords.

The entire dragon’s head could penetrate everything; wherever it went, destruction followed.

"Damn it!" Seeing this, the Master of the Valley of Hidden Swords quickly dodged.

Just as he dodged, the dragon’s head passed by, biting into the wall.

With a thunderous rumble, the entire wall was bitten into, creating a large hole.

The Fire Dragon pounced in vain, then once again lunged to devour the Master of the Valley of Hidden Swords.

But just then, the Fire Dragon suddenly became subdued, stopping its attack on the Master of the Valley of Hidden Swords and turning around to dive directly into the pool of water.

The originally red water of the pool now faded, turning back to the previous blue color.

"This... how is this possible?" The Master of the Valley of Hidden Swords’s eyes were wide open, incredulously staring at the scene before him.

He had never seen this weapon so subdued; once this sword became fierce, it would certainly draw blood, but now it wasn’t, and it quietly retreated. This was very strange.

But soon, the Master of the Valley of Hidden Swords’s eyes became bright: "I know now, it must have sensed someone who can suppress it. Great, I must find that person, then take his blood, and come to subjugate you!"

"That person must be on Hidden Sword Mountain. I... I must find him!"

...

To reach the Valley of Hidden Swords, one must pass through a stretch of mountain road.

At the moment, one could see people both ascending and descending on this rugged path.

Most of them are martial artists.

This time it was the Sword Dao Conference of the Valley of Hidden Swords, so many people came to participate.

The three members of the Zhong Family trudged along, exhausted.

Fortunately, Hu Shan had done farm work as a child, so he had enough physical strength to keep up, finding the mountain climb merely tiresome.

Meanwhile, Tang Zhong was more indifferent, climbing the mountain as if it were a form of cultivation; leisurely yet faster than many others.

At this moment, his mind was no longer on mountaineering.

For from the moment he first set foot on this mountain, that mysterious stone he bought from Bald Liu, originating from the source of the turbid Xuan River, suddenly reacted.

The first reaction was when Tang Zhong was pulling out his sword in front of Elder Wu of the Fang Family, he remembered the stone flashing light as he drew the sword.

And this time, as soon as he stepped into the Valley of Hidden Swords, the stone reacted once again.

Tang Zhong squinted his eyes, looking ahead at Hidden Sword Mountain, if nothing unexpected occurred, the thing that caused the stone’s reaction was definitely hidden within this mountain.

Perhaps, Tang Zhong was about to find out why the Valley of Hidden Swords was so intent on capturing him!

It must be related to this stone.

Then Tang Zhong put away the stone, and looked ahead.

From afar, he could see walls constructed of blue bricks, three meters high, resembling the ramparts of ancient cities.

And at the forefront, three large characters in regular script stood tall, indeed that of the Valley of Hidden Swords.

(The plot begins!)