Chapter 503 - 501: The Sword Arrives, the Dragons Scatter

Chapter 503: Chapter 501: The Sword Arrives, the Dragons Scatter

At the forefront, Zhu Yin battled one of the enemy dragons.

If Su Qing had been present, he would have recognized it as the Twelfth Realm Ancestral Dragon he had struck down last time.

But the chaotic battle wasn’t limited to the Twelfth Realm.

All the Cultivation Dragons had begun to fight.

Unwilling to show weakness, Zhu Yuan charged forward and engaged a Tenth Realm Cultivation Dragon.

Zhu Yuan used her Time Power with incredible finesse.

After she eliminated three Tenth Realm Ancestral Dragons in a row, she found herself surrounded.

She wasn’t being besieged by Tenth Realm cultivators, but by Eleventh Realm Ancestral Dragons who had shamelessly stooped to her level.

"So this is the Time Dragon?"

"Instead of staying put at the Taichu Daoist Palace, she had to come here and meddle."

An invisible dragon claw descended as if from every direction at once.

The terrifying pressure and speed were far beyond what a Tenth Realm Cultivator like Zhu Yuan could handle.

Crucially, it wasn’t just one Eleventh Realm Ancestral Dragon attacking her.

A massive Array had been established across the Cosmos, locking down the space around Zhu Yuan.

"Break!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, and an immense power erupted along with it.

It was Candle Spirit.

As a Twelfth Realm Candle Dragon, she could not allow any harm to come to Zhu Yuan.

’She clearly went off to the Taichu Daoist Palace, yet she still came back.’

Although Candle Spirit was angry, deep down, she was also proud of Zhu Yuan.

But in the act of saving Zhu Yuan, her arm was torn off by a Twelfth Realm Ancestral Dragon.

Fortunately, the injury wasn’t severe.

"Hah, getting distracted in the middle of a fight. You’re courting death. Next time, it won’t be something as simple as an arm."

Candle Spirit had dodged, but not completely, resulting in her arm being torn away.

It wasn’t a fatal blow, but a certain Five Elements Power lingered on the wound, and it would need to be cleansed before the arm could regrow.

In the heat of battle, there was virtually no chance to focus on cleansing the wound.

"Aunt Ling, I’ll be careful!" Zhu Yuan could barely hold back her tears when she saw her aunt was missing an arm.

’My decision was a mistake,’ she thought.

Losing a limb in the middle of a fight had an enormous impact.

This was true even for someone at the Twelfth Realm.

That wasn’t some illusory, manifested arm; a real dragon limb was gone.

However, before Zhu Yuan could wallow in regret, the battle started again.

Despite a Twelfth Realm having just killed three Ancestral Dragons, an Eleventh Realm cultivator immediately took their place, intent on killing Zhu Yuan.

Killing the Time Dragon would be a monumental achievement.

"Circling Dragon Soaring in the Sky!"

The dragon unleashed a finishing blow, and an immense, dragon-shaped shockwave surged forward.

A closer look revealed it to be a manipulation of Spatial Power.

The dragon-like form was merely the shape of space itself being torn asunder.

This time, Zhu Yuan’s expression was grave. An incredibly strong spatial lock had formed around her, leaving her with no escape.

She had to face it head-on. No matter how she accelerated time, she couldn’t escape this small, confined area.

She would inevitably be hit.

"Reversed Time."

Zhu Yuan refused to sit back and await her doom. She decided to use the Power of Time to intercept a part of the attack’s force, hoping to avoid taking damage herself.

’If only I’d known, I would have asked Bai Di to teach me the Boundless Body. But I thought it was too much trouble back then, and I was too proud. I told myself that in the time it would take to learn the Boundless Body, I could just advance to the Eleventh Realm instead.’

"We finally made it."

"Riding the Profound Immortal Sword is so much better."

As Xiaoqing spoke, the Profound Immortal Sword, with the little creature aboard, shattered the spatial lock. It appeared beside Zhu Yuan and, with a single slash, severed the incoming attack.

It was as simple as eating a meal or drinking water.

"You... You’re that little creature from Su Qing’s world?"

Zhu Yuan thought Su Qing himself had arrived and looked all around, but she only saw his sword. There was no sign of Su Qing.

"Master said he won’t interfere in the conflict between the Candle Dragon Race and the Ancestral Dragon Race. He’s only here to protect you."

"He also said you should have some life-saving measures prepared in the future. For a Tenth Realm Cultivator to have no escape plan... how overconfident can you be?"

Xiaoqing relayed Su Qing’s message.

"This is what my master asked me to tell you."

"The Profound Immortal Sword will keep you safe, so don’t worry."

Zhu Yuan was taken aback. "Thank your master for his help."

’With his Dao Artifact here, maybe things will be okay.’

With the Profound Immortal Sword at her side, Zhu Yuan no longer had to worry about defense.

She could now instantly kill any Ancestral Dragon at or below the Tenth Realm.

"Damn you, little girl!"

The Eleventh Realm Ancestral Dragon was furious.

With that black sword protecting her, the Time Dragon was completely immune to any restraints.

Moreover, no matter what finishing blows he unleashed, the sword easily neutralized them.

On closer inspection... ’Isn’t that a Tier Thirteen Dao Artifact?’

"This is bad! Patriarch, it’s a Tier Thirteen Dao Artifact!"

At his shout, every dragon turned to look.

Ancestral Dragons and Candle Dragons alike all turned to look.

The eyes of every dragon fixed on Zhu Yuan and the black sword circling her.

A Tier Thirteen Dao Artifact. It really was.

The Ancestral Dragon Patriarch, however, recognized whose sword it was.

’It belongs to *that guy*.’

The Ancestral Dragon Patriarch froze for a moment, then hastily bellowed, "Retreat for now!"

With that single command, the tide of battle reversed completely.

The Candle Dragon Race was now on the offensive, cutting down the fleeing Ancestral Dragons.

However, they did not pursue them far.

As the Ancestral Dragon Race departed, the members of the Last Life Clan who had been watching from the sidelines also scattered, even though they didn’t understand what had just transpired.

With the Ancestral Dragon Race gone, it was no longer wise for these spies to make their presence known.

They had been waiting for the Ancestral Dragon Patriarch to unleash their clan’s Artifact and invade the Mountain Sea Realm. Once that happened, the spies would have returned to report to their own people.

Then they would have moved in to claim a piece of the pie.

They never expected the situation to reverse so dramatically.

From the shouts just now, they had heard mention of a Tier Thirteen Dao Artifact.

’The Candle Dragons actually have a Tier Thirteen Dao Artifact?’

With this news, the spies from the Last Life Clan returned to their respective clans, each lost in their own thoughts.

On the Candle Dragon Race’s side, although they had suffered greatly, there had been no deaths.

Normally, as long as a faction’s high-level Cultivators don’t die, the faction itself is unlikely to suffer permanent losses.

Any powerful being worth their salt has life-saving measures in place.

Even if their true body is destroyed, they can resurrect themselves elsewhere.

"A Tier Thirteen Dao Artifact!"

"Zhu Yuan, where did you get that sword?"

"It actually scared the Ancestral Dragon Race away."

Zhu Yin was bewildered.

He was covered in wounds that looked frightening, but they were actually just minor injuries.

The one who was seriously injured was Aunt Ling. Her arm had been severed, and she had already returned to recuperate.

Zhu Yuan looked at Xiaoqing on her shoulder and the black sword circling around her.

"A mysterious friend from the Taichu Daoist Palace gave it to me for protection. He was worried I might die."

"I never thought it would actually scare the Ancestral Dragon Race away."

"Then again, last time, I think he was only at the Eleventh Realm when he took this sword and fought his way into the Ancestral Dragon Land."

"Oh?"

"You mean that incident a short while ago?"

"Yes, that was him."

HISS... The few Twelfth Realm Candle Dragons present all sucked in a sharp breath.

’The Taichu Daoist Palace is really something else.’

’It truly is a place of hidden masters. To think a friend Zhu Yuan made there would be so powerful.’

The mere appearance of his sword was enough to make the Ancestral Dragon Race retreat.

This was a good turn of events.

They probably wouldn’t have any major trouble for a while.

"Zhu Yuan, you should still return to the Taichu Daoist Palace and focus on your Cultivation. Strive to reach the Twelfth Realm. Relying on others is no substitute for having your own strength."

Zhu Yin had nothing more to say. After offering this piece of advice to Zhu Yuan, he returned to the Mountain Sea Realm, where many matters awaited his attention.

Xiaoqing was also perched on the Profound Immortal Sword.

The Profound Immortal Sword let out a low hum, as if to say farewell.

After all, Su Qing himself was controlling it from afar.

"It’s over now. The Master’s Magical Treasure and I must be going back," Xiaoqing announced.

The Profound Immortal Sword then vanished in an instant. It moved so fast that not even Zhu Yuan could see where it went.

’Su Qing’s power is becoming more and more formidable.’

Just by witnessing the power of the Profound Immortal Sword, Zhu Yuan could guess how strong Su Qing had become.

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