Chapter 280 - 279: Dragon Transformation

[Bloodline Talent: Rain Tribulation]

[Description: An ancient race from the Dawn of Chaos, born with the innate power to control the great waters. As a being of pure Dragon Race bloodline, you can summon a water tribulation upon all living things. Any creature not under your protection will become ensnared, their bodies trapped and weakened.]

This is one of the Dragon Race’s Bloodline Talents. As one’s Realm improves, it can unleash even more powerful functions. For example, [Chen] used [Rain Tribulation] to sever Gao Yuan City’s communications with the Outer Realm.

This was a Dragon Race Bloodline Talent that Jiang Qiu naturally awakened after forging the Yangshui Jade Sinews. He could use it to destroy the [Rain Tribulation] that [Chen] had deployed.

Of course, if [Chen] himself were here controlling the [Rain Tribulation], it would be nearly impossible to break. After all, [Chen]’s Realm was a whole level higher.

This was an opportunity to exploit his foe’s absence and destroy the formation. By the time [Chen] returned, it would take him a while to set it up again.

Furthermore, after forging the Yangshui Jade Sinews, he had also awakened two extraordinary Dragon Race Bloodline Talents. One was called [Dragon Lake], which could be considered a major and highly distinctive feature of the Dragon Race.

The second was called [Dragon Transformation].

[Bloodline Talent: Dragon Transformation]

[Description: As one of the supreme primordial races, the young scions of the Dragon Race, after a period of cultivation, continuously perfect themselves, transforming into a body with powerful Spirit Charm resistance, indestructible and ultimately immortal.]

This Talent had not yet fully matured. Currently, it seemed equivalent to a state of just having mastered the Dragon Body, a starting point for harnessing the traits of the Dragon Race.

But he could clearly feel that his scales had molted from obsidian black to reveal richer golden patterns, as if they contained a strange foundation of the Great Dao, enough to nullify the corrosive damage from many types of Spirit Charm.

’In this state, I might even be able to forcibly slay a Demon Marshal!’

At this thought, Jiang Qiu’s cold gaze swept over the eight leading Demon Marshals, landing on a behemoth whose Dharma Aspect resembled a snake-tailed turtle. ’Twin Celestial Realm.’

As he spoke the name in his heart, the Realm he had already secretly deployed erupted with an intertwining red and blue light, which converged upon the tip of his newly raised spear.

The range of his [Twin Celestial Realm] now exceeded one kilometer. The previous spear sweep had killed all the Demon Race members within that range.

Now, only the eight most combat-proficient Demon Marshals remained within this area. They hovered arrogantly in the air, their massive bodies like eight different Demon Gods looking down on Jiang Qiu.

Facing the once-again converging Dragon Roar Spear Intent, they laughed. This was especially true for the snake-tailed turtle Demon Marshal, [Wu Xuan]. He sensed that this time, the attack might be aimed at him, but he didn’t mind at all.

As one of the Ten Great Demon Marshals and a rising star, he had been personally nurtured by Emperor [Chen], advancing from the Demon General rank. Now a High Tier Dao Entry Realm expert, his physical defense was the strongest in the entire Demon Race, second only to [Beiming].

Moreover, due to the unique nature of his Cultivation Technique, he possessed an extremely high affinity for the Vast Water Spirit Charm. He received the greatest amplification within Emperor [Chen]’s [Rain Tribulation], and in terms of resisting Spirit Charm attacks, he even surpassed [Beiming]!

Now that he was being targeted by Jiang Qiu, he was overjoyed. The opponent’s overconfidence was simply laughable.

Besides, Emperor [Chen] was an enlightened ruler who rewarded based on merit. One didn’t have to be the one to kill or capture Jiang Qiu to receive a grand reward. As long as one contributed sufficiently, they could earn a valuable opportunity to practice Cultivation in the Dragon Lake.

’If I just let Jiang Qiu hit me a few times and happen to lose a piece of my shell, I could report a work-related injury to Emperor [Chen]. The merit for that would likely be second only to slaying Jiang Qiu himself.’

’What’s not to like?’

With this in mind, [Wu Xuan] surged forward. He threw his head back and roared, a vortex of Vast Water Spirit Charm gathering in his cavernous maw. In an instant, it condensed into a unique Water Shield, so vast that it could protect the tens of thousands of Demon Race members and the other seven Demon Marshals behind him, creating an attack opportunity for them.

Seeing this Water Shield appear, the two Grandmasters’ eyes widened and their brows furrowed. The Vice-Dean took the lead, thrusting his long spear forward. A Mental Realm projection like a Water Dragon burst forth, but it only made the massive Water Shield tremble slightly upon impact before the ripples faded away.

The previous battle had already exhausted his Spirit Charm, and he was now heavily injured. He could no longer muster greater power—he couldn’t even break the shield.

However, he too was at the High Tier Dao Entry Realm. The power of his strike was not weak, and not something an ordinary person could withstand. Only a creature like [Wu Xuan], who had practiced a unique Cultivation Technique, could neutralize a portion of the Spirit Charm damage.

"Hahaha, with just that little bit of strength, you all deserve to die today," [Wu Xuan] boomed with laughter, calling to the Demon Marshals of his faction, "Hurry up and attack, finish them—"

BOOM—

The fully condensed Dragon Roar Spear Intent, wreathed in intertwining streams of blue and red light, erupted into a Dragon Spirit Dharma Aspect. It crashed into the Water Shield with the force to swallow mountains and rivers, melting through it like a clay sculpture in water. Then, it reformed from within the water and shot out, splitting into three!

The Shadow of the Flame Dragon Spirit, the Shadow of the Soul Ice Dragon Spirit, and the Shadow of the Yang Water Dragon Spirit simultaneously converged on [Wu Xuan]’s true body. They instantly unleashed a nuclear-bomb-like fluctuation of Spirit Charm. Steam billowed, and the vast expanse of sky seemed to fill with white mist. The Demon Marshal was like a giant turtle being steamed in a basket.

"You never learn. My attacks pierce through water."

Jiang Qiu retracted his Chuyuan spear and took a deep breath. The might of the Dragon Race surged once more. His obsidian-black Dragon Scales, now shimmering with a golden light, made him look like a War God.

But at that very moment, the other seven Demon Marshals, who had been lying in wait, seized the opening to attack. Their faces were grim, their auras fully unleashed. "Die!"

They weren’t idiots. They hadn’t just stood by to watch Jiang Qiu perform his signature Demon-slaying Technique. Letting [Wu Xuan] step up to take the hit was all a ploy to force Jiang Qiu into a brief state of vulnerability after he unleashed his attack.

Moreover, when he had launched that last attack, a tremor of fear had flashed through their hearts. Their attitudes completely reversed; they no longer dared to show the slightest bit of carelessness, leading with their Killing Moves!

The sky above, which Jiang Qiu had cleared of dark clouds, once again filled with a black miasma from which violet Thunder poured down like a torrential rain.

Tornadoes suddenly surged forth from all directions, slicing through the ruins they touched as if they were multi-layered cakes, the concrete seemingly as soft as cream.

A suddenly appearing Fake Phoenix Dharma Aspect spread its wings, its Flames flaring out for three thousand meters as it spat a world-ending, swirling pillar of fire from its beak...

The seven Demon Marshals unleashed their killing blows simultaneously. Their range covered the entire Martial Arts Building, and it was foreseeable that if no one could withstand this assault, the entire area would collapse and be utterly destroyed.

The two Grandmasters were already drenched in sweat. Their bodies trembled instinctively, yet they prepared to channel their final reserves of Spirit Charm to rush forward and self-detonate, hoping to take their enemies down with them.

Just then, [Wu Xuan], who had been struck by the Dragon Roar Spear Intent, reappeared from within the mist. His entire turtle shell was cracked and fissured, with blood flowing like a network of rivers. He looked utterly wretched. His eyes were blood-red as he roared, "Kill Jiang Qiu!"

As he shouted, his body trembled, and a few pieces of blackened shell flaked off, creating a bizarrely comical sight. The look in his eyes was so hateful it was as if he wanted to unleash every earth-shattering killing move he knew all over again.

’To have my defenses broken in a single move by a Peeping Dao Realm Martial Artist... It’s too humiliating!’

’Jiang Qiu must die!’