Chương 155: War God — Chapter 155 - Cloud Demon Dragon Wreckage Bone Fragment and Thousand Tribulations Dragon

Gazing at the spear strike falling, the dragon head shattering, Wang Xian showed no relief. Instead, he called out:"Get back here!"

"The wreckage is breaking apart — this beast is making its last stand!" Yan Zhaoxue pulled back her spear and returned in a flash, hovering directly in front of Wang Xian. At that moment. The shattered dragon head let out a violent roar. Then it opened its mouth and devoured the entire mountain of corpses and sea of flesh in one gulp! Only the dragon head remained.

"It's 'Dragon's Wrath Falling Star'!" Wang Xian said quietly.

"The dragon head spits out its bones as endless meteor fragments that can pierce through space. In life, this move could easily destroy several cities."

"Even now with only B-rank strength, this move covers the entire relic, and its power reaches the peak of B-rank Beasts!"

"This strike will not only destroy the entire relic but create countless spatial rifts. Extremely dangerous!"

"And after this move, its dragon head will shatter into endless fragments, vanishing into the spatial rifts to slowly absorb Malevolent Qi while waiting to revive again..." Yan Zhaoxue stiffened.

"How do we deal with this?" A strike comparable to a peak B-rank Beast! A large-scale indiscriminate attack where even defense was impossible. Even if she could barely defend herself, what about the senior? And afterward, the dragon head would shatter and disappear into the void. Wouldn't it just revive later?

"Don't panic." Wang Xian slowly drew out a strange hexagonal tortoise shell piece. The shell was carved with densely packed energy circuits.

"In a moment, go all out with your talent martial technique."

"But its head will shatter and scatter..." Yan Zhaoxue said. Attacking scattered fragments — there was no way to eliminate them all.

"Just follow my command and strike," Wang Xian said calmly. Yan Zhaoxue nodded.

"Then, senior... come here. This move's coverage is so large. I can barely withstand part of it... you behind me... can... can... hold onto me."

"No need," Wang Xian said.

"You must reserve all your strength. Don't defend. Otherwise your transcendent martial technique won't deal fatal damage to it."

"But you..." Wang Xian crushed the shell piece with a gentle squeeze. In an instant, a crocodile tortoise phantom condensed into a powerful pale blue barrier that enveloped them both.

"What is this..." Yan Zhaoxue said in shock.

"A shell shed by a crocodile tortoise, smelted by me into martial protective gear. It maintains excellent defense and expands the coverage area, but can only be used once." Wang Xian's words had barely fallen when the dragon head wreckage turned blood-red. From its mouth gushed endless black meteors. The entire relic trembled. Space itself cracked inch by inch! BOOM! Black meteors crashed against the water-blue barrier, producing only faint ripples. Yan Zhaoxue's pupils contracted.

The senior's preparations were too thorough!

"This can actually block that strike completely!" It could. A shell shed by a crocodile tortoise was top-grade defensive material. If the crocodile tortoise had fully absorbed it, it would be enough to block a B-rank Beast's strike. After Wang Xian became a smelter, he refined it further, preserving the material's properties while increasing the defensive area. This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. Later, he learned smithing.

So he forged this shell into an armor plate to be used at critical moments to block power he couldn't withstand himself. Originally, it was meant for Chi Jiuyou. In case the opponent had some trump card that could instantly erupt with fifth-realm power. In the end, the opponent simply fled. So it was perfect for this dragon head wreckage. As long as they dealt with this Cloud Demon Dragon wreckage, they could prevent the disaster at Northern Tibetan Relic. To Wang Xian, the cost was completely worth it.

"Prepare!" Wang Xian focused intently and suddenly barked, "This transcendent martial technique is most critical! Use your insights on 'Taixu Divine Wandering Spear' from Dragon Head Cliff! Your transcendent martial techniques are the strongest moves with growth potential!"

"They're not set in stone!"

"Now that your talent has evolved, use this battle to integrate your earlier spear insights into your transcendent martial technique!" Yan Zhaoxue froze. At Wang Xian's reminder, she snapped back to attention! Her comprehension already exceedingly high, countless figures seemed to practice spear forms within her eyes! Until finally, all the practicing figures merged into one. Her gaze transformed instantly! The Dragon Mark Divine Bone erupted within her.

Her entire being seemed to transform into a true dragon roaming the nine heavens! At the same time. As 'Dragon's Wrath Falling Star' gradually faded, the dragon head wreckage slowly weakened while preparing to explode! Wang Xian's gaze sharpened. He touched his waist, opened his divine meridians, and condensed the spirit Malevolent Qi from 20 divine meridians into his palm. Three beams of polar light flew from his fingertips! The first beam seemed to traverse space itself, inconceivably fast.

It nailed directly into the dragon head's center. The second beam pierced through the dragon head, instantly reducing its momentum. It even cleared the mist shrouding the dragon head, making it fully visible! The third beam ignited with blazing golden radiance, like the first ray of sunlight breaking through clouds, landing on the spine bone beneath the dragon head. Under the strange polar light, the entire relic seemed to gain a wondrous sight of clouds parting and light emerging!

The dragon head wreckage, about to self-destruct, was firmly pinned in the void! Unable to move an inch! This was precisely the second layer of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade Art: Daybreak! Just then. Yan Zhaoxue transformed into nine spears, as if treading through the void. Nine afterimages appeared from every angle, each spear strike landing perfectly on the now-frozen dragon head wreckage.

"Transcendent Martial Technique: Taixu Brave Dragon Fall!" BOOM! Blazing spear radiance lit up the entire dim relic as the clouds parted! Dispelling all filth! After a while, the light dispersed. The dragon head wreckage, denied its chance to self-destruct, vanished completely. Only a skull fragment resembling a cloud remained, humming as it fell from midair. Wang Xian opened his hand and steadily caught the fragment amidst the boundless light. He examined it and smiled faintly.

A bone fragment of the Cloud Demon Dragon wreckage. Even though it now only carried B-rank aura, it still retained a trace of the Cloud Demon Dragon's residual power from back then.

"Spatial power..."

"Combined with the Nine Nether Dark Bug eggs from before..."

"After returning...

'Star Bone' cultivation can begin!"

"Once I smelt these two materials and forge my foot bones into 'Star Bones,' I'll grasp a trace of spatial power... my life force will surge, and I can master Senior Yang's Stellar Traceless Step... perhaps even learn the Taixu Divine Wandering Spear later." Wang Xian rubbed the bone fragment. This material's value already surpassed all the beast wreckage in the relic. Although... most of the beast wreckage had been absorbed by that dragon head wreckage.

The bone fragment still contained the Cloud Demon Dragon's lingering will. But to him, that was nothing at all.

"Senior!" Yan Zhaoxue descended from midair, utterly exhilarated. They did it! They truly did it! Wang Xian nodded and said quietly, "Put on your outer clothes. We're leaving this relic immediately. The relic is about to collapse!" Yan Zhaoxue nodded and draped on the outer clothes she'd removed. Wang Xian approached the coffin and narrowed his eyes. Inside the coffin lay a section of spear blade. The remnant blade of that Martial-Grade Divine Weapon, 'Thousand Tribulations Dragon Spine.'

In his previous life, Chi Jiuyou should have won first place at the Dragon Sky Martial Inquiry, then been first to find the dragon-shaped stone key in Hidden Dragon Abyss, secretly came here afterward, and obtained this remnant blade treasure! The remnant blade of a divine weapon. Even retaining only a faint trace of residual power, it was absolutely a treasure! Otherwise, it wouldn't have suppressed the dragon head wreckage for so many years. Wang Xian grabbed the remnant blade.

A surge of majestic spear intent struck him immediately. He showed no fear, simply staring directly at the blade. Ancient spear intent surged and swelled, intertwining between him and the remnant blade. One man, one blade, as if engaged in a spear art exchange spanning decades. After a moment, the blade ceased humming.

'Truly a supreme treasure. Within this blade, there actually remains a portion of Yang Tianchan's inherited martial arts and secret skills!' Wang Xian held the blade and walked to Yan Zhaoxue.

"This is... the Thousand Tribulations Dragon Spine?"

"Indeed." Next, they quickly extracted the Nine Nether Dark Bug eggs. Wang Xian smelted the bug molts and most of the fully grown Nine Nether Dark Bugs inside into materials, preserving them intact. Then.

"Hold my hand tight!" Wang Xian took a deep breath. One hand grasped Yan Zhaoxue's arm, the other held the remnant blade, gently slicing through space. A rift appeared in space.

"The Thousand Tribulations Dragon Spine can shatter the void..." Wang Xian said quietly.

"But because so much time has passed, the Thousand Tribulations Dragon Spine cannot spatially lock onto Coiling Dragon Mountain."

"So if we leave through the relic's space, we might end up somewhere random..."

"We might even end up directly in spatial turbulence. Extremely dangerous..."

"Unless... Coiling Dragon Mountain has a spatial beacon... that the Thousand Tribulations Dragon Spine can sense... but the possibility is extremely slim."

"Senior, I'm mentally prepared!" Yan Zhaoxue said. Wang Xian nodded, then suddenly made a sound of surprise.

"What is it?"

"It seems the remnant blade has sensed a spatial beacon... could it be from Coiling Dragon Mountain?" Wang Xian grew doubtful. After Chi Jiuyou returned, even if he knew about the Thousand Tribulations Dragon Spine and wanted to play the good guy, he might not have thought of this. Even if he had, he would absolutely never speak of it. But if they didn't know about the Thousand Tribulations Dragon Spine, who else would establish a spatial beacon at Coiling Dragon Mountain for the remnant blade to sense? Unless...

Wang Xian roughly thought of one possibility. Then he pulled Yan Zhaoxue and stepped into the spatial rift, vanishing without a trace... ➤ Next: The Bite Mark on the Shoulder