Dragon Tamer

Chapter 532: Chapter 534: Dividing Sword Technique
 

“You call me a ‘lowly breed’ and a ‘lower realm mongrel’; what are you, flaunting your sense of superiority in front of Sword Master Zhu? Does it hurt? I’m just asking you!”

Zhu Minglang once again furiously slapped the noble youth across the face.

His slapping, that was art.

Knowing that the other party had a life-preserving jade, impossible to shatter, Zhu Minglang managed the critical force with each slap.

This force was enough not to trigger the noble youth’s life-preserving jade shield, yet still cause him excruciating pain.

Sure enough, after a series of slaps, the youth’s face was swollen like a pig demon’s. His teeth shattered, his nasal bone broken, his fair face now indistinguishable from a burst pig’s liver.

The youth was not dead, but the humiliation from Zhu Minglang was equivalent to death for this proud and haughty young man.

“A bunch of garbage, how can you not overcome a single flying sword? Do you want Priest Ming Ji to be humiliated to death by this man?!” Zhou Xian roared furiously.

“But shouldn’t we worry about Priest Ming Ji’s life? Isn’t he being used as a hostage by the opponent?” an elder riding a Quasi-Dragon King asked.

Everyone hesitated to rush in at once because the priest had been captured. Besides, using their powerful abilities might accidentally injure this esteemed person from the heavens.

The youth, Mingji, dizzy from the beatings, nearly passed out from anger upon hearing this. He wasn’t sure if the Immortal Jade Shield could preserve his life if he died from rage, questioning the judgment of an Immortal Jade artifact.

All the beatings he had just taken were in vain!

“Charge! Don’t worry about Priest Mingji—haven’t you seen his indestructible jade shield? Even a King-Level Realm wouldn’t be able to take his life. Attack with all your might!” Zhou Xian bellowed.

“Yes, yes, don’t mind Mingji’s killing. Quickly chop down this intruder!”

A group of elite warriors surged forward, including God and Mortal of the King Level and also a Dragon King. A painter who had tipped Zhu Minglang off before had informed him that none among them were of the Lower Level King; they were all Quasi-King Level, the more troublesome of them being the twenty thousand Iron Crossbow Army.

Zhu Minglang was completely surrounded. Without a second thought, he grabbed the noble youth from the heavens, stepped on his flying sword, and shot straight toward the Absolute Valley shrouded in toxic fog.

“I wonder if you can survive down there.” After saying this, Zhu Minglang threw the highly detestable noble youth into the depths of Absolute Valley.

The miasma of Absolute Valley spread thickly, a place where even Holy Spirits and Dragon Kings had great difficulty adapting. What’s more, the valley was home to a myriad of sinister creatures that never saw sunlight, possessing certain abilities that could be fatal and terrifying regardless of one’s cultivation base.

The youth, his face beaten to a pulp, screamed as he fell into the Absolute Valley. The Great Zhou Clan’s elite warriors pursuing Zhu Minglang were stunned for a moment, unsure whether to charge into the toxic mist to rescue him.

If they went down, they were likely to die, not having the miraculous life-preserving jade shield. But if they didn’t, the young man from the heavens might be poisoned to death alive, or some venomous creature might burrow into his body, leaving his internal organs eaten clean.

If he died, any blame from the heavens would still befall them.

“Elder Chen, you take a team down. The rest will follow me; we must shred this thief into a thousand pieces!” Zhou Xian commanded.

Having summoned a Ruin Dragon, Zhou Xian’s strength was also not to be underestimated, but this fellow was clearly much more cautious than the overly prideful youth Mingji. Only after roughly assessing the opponent’s strength did he fully commit to the battle.

Riding the Ruin Dragon, Zhou Xian was clad in dark purple-gold armor that also covered the dragon’s body, making him look like a Dragon God General from a dark kingdom.

He raised his hands high, and strands of light twined around them, quickly these strands of light formed a magnificent light crossbow!

“Die!” Zhou Xian commanded the dragon to take flight, firing terrifyingly sharp arrows from the light crossbow in his hands at Zhu Minglang.

The arrows were dark gold in color and were not made of wooden shafts and metal heads, but were composed of dark gold energy that erupted with bizarre black vortex streams, appearing far more fearsome than those crossbow bolts crafted by expert teachers!

“Boom!!!!!!!”

The dark golden arrows grazed Zhu Minglang, and the next moment the huge precipice behind him was blown apart. The rock, hardened by the Time Wave, was somewhat unable to withstand a single strike, to say nothing of the pine trees on the cliffs that had grown into towering ancient woods, all were blasted into sawdust.

Zhu Minglang moved swiftly on his sword. It was easy to snatch the Cultivation Fruit since he had been lying in wait here early on, but escaping was proving to be somewhat difficult, and that was under the circumstances where Nan Lingsha was using her magic to interfere with the Iron Crossbow Army…

“Hand over the Cultivation Fruit, and I’ll leave your body intact!” Zhou Xian pointed at Zhu Minglang and demanded.

The Ruin Dragon he was riding was also no ordinary Dragon King. Its pair of dragon pupils stared at Zhu Minglang, making the air around him feel hot and exerting a compressive force, squeezing his range of activity into a very limited area.

Zhu Minglang looked around and realized he was trapped in a red void box. His movements and flight were like a fly caught in a box—no matter how fast or agile, he couldn’t escape the confines of this void box!

Another Pupil Domain!

Pupil Domains were indeed troublesome. They enveloped a person like a fog, and once lost inside, one might completely sink into it, unable to escape.

However, if one could find the precise direction, or a reference point in the fog to break it, then the Pupil Domain wouldn’t be as terrifying as it seemed.

Of course, there was another more direct and effective method—attack the one employing the Pupil Domain, preferably stabbing right in their eyes!

“Sword Split Technique, Sword Scorpion!”

Before he was confined in the void box, Zhu Minglang had already split the Sword Spirit Dragon into four sword shadows.

Sword Split Technique.

This was a key skill in the Flying Sword Technique. As a Flying Sword Swordsman, one either needed to refine many flying swords in one’s sword bag to ensure that multiple swords could be commanded in battle simultaneously or refine a stackable sword that could split from one to two, two to four, four to hundreds.

The Sword Spirit Dragon was a stackable sword. Although it had only one crimson sword body, this sword body merged numerous famous swords from the Abandoned Sword Forest, each with some Sword Soul. The esteemed teacher from White Robe Sword Sect had taught Zhu Minglang how to split the famous swords within the Sword Spirit Dragon, ensuring he could control multiple flying swords simultaneously!

Hovering in the air with his sword, the Flying Sword under Zhu Minglang’s feet was the Azure Blood Sword, merely an Ancient Sword without any inscribed energy, while the true Sword Spirit Dragon was left by Zhu Minglang near the previously shattered cliff, like a Desert Poison Scorpion, quietly waiting for its prey to come closer!