Chương 150: War God — Chapter 150 - Of Course, We'll Let Every Single One of Them Die Here in Peace!

Wang Xian stroked the Demon Blade in his hand, looking at Yan Zhaoxue. Her cool, refined features carried a heroic edge utterly unlike Ye Miyue's. Even with her head lowered, that edge drew the eye.

"Let's find somewhere to hide first." Wang Xian took Yan Zhaoxue by the wrist and turned from the massive bone structure. The surroundings were barren. Aside from the enormous skeletal building, there was nothing else. Just the dragon-shaped corpse beasts clustered around it. They were about to wake. Better find somewhere secluded before they got surrounded. Yan Zhaoxue looked at the hand gripping her wrist. Broad. Young. The vitality unique to youth.

That warmth was exactly the same as when it had touched her Qihai Acupoint back in Hidden Dragon Abyss. Yet his voice still carried a steadiness that didn't match his age. The kind of resolve that came from being ready to face death. To say she wasn't afraid of death would be a lie. But now, she felt that even if they couldn't escape, even if she died, it would be worth it. Not just because of who she was with.

'Purely... purely because of this relic. Right!' Yan Zhaoxue thought to herself. They stopped behind an enormous stone wall. Stone wall, though it looked more like bone. The skeletal frame of some massive dragon-shaped beast, long dead. Completely weathered. Unlike the ones ahead that still had flesh clinging to bone.

"Let's talk about the plan." Wang Xian turned to face Yan Zhaoxue, who was already prepared to die.

"?" Yan Zhaoxue froze. Plan? What plan?

"Are we... going to dig a grave here?" Yan Zhaoxue hesitated.

"Maybe just dig one?" That way she could be buried with senior. Not a bad way to die.

"......" Wang Xian. Wang Xian smiled.

"We can dig a grave. At least we'd have somewhere to lie down after we're dead."

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"Before we die, we should at least struggle a bit, don't you think?" Yan Zhaoxue understood. Fire ignited in her eyes. The heroic spirit between her brows surged past any trace of tender sentiment. This was what Wang Xian appreciated about her.

"Senior, tell me!" Yan Zhaoxue's eyes burned as she looked toward the corpse beasts about to revive. Even with her Origin Energy depleted, unstoppable battle intent radiated from her. Wang Xian nodded.

"There's no elemental energy here. Recovering your combat strength will be difficult."

"But not impossible..."

"Do you know why you entered this place? Not just because of the Nine Nether Singing Insects. Because of your talent."

"My talent?" Yan Zhaoxue froze.

"Yes. Talent resonance." Wang Xian pointed at the coffin at the base of the distant structure.

"Your talent is Dragon Mark Divine Spine, a power related to dragons. When you fell, the Cloud Demon Dragon's remains must have sensed you. That's why you were pulled into the relic."

"The Nine Nether Singing Insects were just a catalyst."

"In short..." Wang Xian said, "if those Cloud Demon Dragon remains could absorb your talent, it would massively accelerate its recovery. That's critical. Critical to whether we can escape."

"Escape?" Yan Zhaoxue didn't understand.

"Listen." Wang Xian lowered his voice.

"Your Dragon Blood Vein Activation Art has reached perfection, but your meridians aren't fully opened. You walk the new martial path. You only need to unlock genetic locks. You don't need to open meridians."

"But right now, the surroundings are thick with Malevolent Qi. You can't absorb it. You can't recover."

"With your Origin Energy exhausted, you can do what I said before: condense 'Origin Energy Crystal Walls' in your meridians."

"But don't absorb the Malevolent Qi yet."

"I'll find a way to draw out the dragon qi from the Cloud Demon Dragon's remains in that coffin." Wang Xian stared at the coffin.

"I'll purify the Malevolent Qi within the dragon qi, then transfer it to you."

"Store it in your meridians. Then you'll be able to absorb this pure Cloud Demon Dragon dragon qi, recover rapidly, and strengthen your 'Dragon Mark Divine Spine' talent."

"That way, you'll have top-tier combat power." Yan Zhaoxue's eyes glimmered. Back in Hidden Dragon Abyss, senior had used this exact method. He'd absorbed that wisp of Malevolent Qi from her Qihai Acupoint. Then transferred the Bone Demon Dragon's dragon qi to her. It had benefited her immensely. That was only dragon qi from an A-rank beast. This was Cloud Demon Dragon dragon qi. Even as remains, the purity far exceeded the A-rank Bone Demon Dragon's. Dragon qi: the life force of dragon-shaped beasts.

Only martial talents related to dragons could absorb and refine it.

"But... the stone key has already..." Yan Zhaoxue murmured. Wang Xian smiled faintly. Said nothing. The stone key was shattered. But in truth, the Demon Blade had absorbed it. That's right. The Demon Blade now held the power of the dragon-shaped stone key. To connect with the Martial God Weapon remnant inside the coffin required one simple step: transform the Demon Blade into a spear. Thrust it into that hole. It would resonate with the 'Thousand Tribulation Dragon Spine' remnant weapon inside.

At the same time, pierce the Cloud Demon Dragon's remains and rapidly drain its life force. And now. The Demon Blade's Weapon Six Yao Secret Skill only needed slaughter and blood to condense the Black Tortoise Weapon Soul, the Kan Water Trigram. Then it could transform into its second form. Yan Zhaoxue didn't know the Demon Blade's power. Chi Jiuyou knew even less.

"Stay here. Use your remaining Origin Energy to open meridians. As many as you can."

"The Cloud Demon Dragon's dragon qi is no small matter. Even as remains, after all these years, it far exceeds that wisp of Bone Demon Dragon dragon qi."

"Without meridians to store and disperse it first, if it surges straight into your talent, the Cloud Demon Dragon's will within the dragon qi might devour you."

"If you open enough meridians, you can use Dragon Blood Vein Activation Art to nurture and control the qi. Only then can you rapidly absorb it..."

"Once you have strength..." Wang Xian's voice turned grave.

"I'll open the coffin directly. Together we'll kill the Cloud Demon Dragon's remains. Only then will we have a chance to escape." Yan Zhaoxue nodded.

"What about all these dragon-shaped corpse beasts?" Wang Xian smiled faintly. The Demon Blade swept through the air.

"We'll let every single one of them die here in peace!" He strode out. At the same time. Throughout the trembling relic. Corpse beasts awakened in droves, roused by the furious roar of the Cloud Demon Dragon's remains in the coffin. In an instant, they rose from the earth like spring bamboo shoots, their ghostly revival accompanied by equally furious roars. They still had remnants of consciousness. They'd been waiting to leave this place. Waited so long. Finally found an opportunity. Only for it to vanish.

How could they not be furious? As if in perfect unison, they all turned toward the figure who'd destroyed their only way out. Dragon roars, like ten thousand vengeful spirits, intent on devouring Wang Xian. ➤ Next: Who Says He's Dead?