txolops Chapter 133 Boiling Crystal
Chapter 133 Boiling Crystal
After the nauseatingly decadent music continued for a quarter of an hour, Li Bai could no longer bear to listen to it.
A sharp golden light suddenly burst forth from his palm, and the accompanying spiritual treasure, the Gengjin Longsword, silently appeared.
In the next instant, the sword's edge transformed into a streak of cold light, slashing directly at the two figures on the soft couch.
This sword strike was incredibly fast, surpassing the speed of divine sense.
Ao Jing and Bang Ji were completely unaware of the impending danger when their figures were swept across the waist by the fierce sword light.
The sword light faded, and although the Clam Princess's charming smile remained, her eyes were frozen.
She didn't even have time to utter a short groan before her demonic body was severed in two, her dense demonic energy dissipated and vanished in an instant, and her life force was extinguished.
Ao Jing, standing nearby, was not spared either. Splashed with dragon blood, her upper body separated from the dragon's tail, and she collapsed limply.
Just as Taibai was about to sheathe his sword and quietly leave, Ao Jing's upper body suddenly trembled, rapidly contracting and changing amidst the bloody light.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a dragon with dull scales, dragging a trail of blood and foam, and frantically fled towards the Dragon Palace.
"A technique of severing the tail to take the fall, a cicada shedding its shell?"
Taibai's eyes narrowed.
These kinds of life-saving supernatural abilities consume a great deal of vital energy, and are difficult for non-dragon clan members to master.
Now that the ambush has been exposed, the only option left is to change tactics.
He no longer concealed himself, transforming into a golden rainbow that shot out of the South China Sea Dragon Palace and hovered above the water.
Since stealth is not feasible, then we must demand people openly and honestly.
"Father, save me! Save your child!!"
Ao Jing stumbled into the main hall, his dragon body half-buried in blood and gore, his aura weak and feeble, his eyes filled with the fear of impending death.
Upon seeing this, Ao Qin, the Dragon King of the South Sea, was so startled that he suddenly stood up from his seat.
His son's cultivation had reached the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, yet he was injured to such an extent.
However, due to his own karmic burdens, his cultivation level has regressed to the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. If he were to face a truly powerful enemy, he might not be a match for him.
"Jing'er, who hurt you? Where is Clam Princess?"
Ao Qin suppressed his shock and asked urgently.
"Your subject was unaware. Only a sword aura suddenly struck, and Consort Bang perished. If I hadn't used my innate divine power to escape in her place, I would also be..."
Ao Jing was incoherent, his dragon body trembling.
Without further hesitation, Ao Qin arrived at the side hall in a flash.
Although his cultivation level had declined, he was still an old dragon who had lived for several eons and had an impression of the sword auras that had made him famous in the prehistoric world.
However, when he focused his attention on sensing the lingering sword energy, his heart sank suddenly.
This sword energy was pure and sharp, yet completely unfamiliar, and certainly not left by any sword immortal he knew.
He dared not delay, and immediately sat cross-legged, his fingers moving rapidly as he activated the Dragon Clan's secret divination technique, attempting to trace back to the source and glimpse a sliver of heavenly secrets.
But as the spell reached, all that could be felt was a thick, blood-red mist enveloping everything.
No matter how hard he tried to activate his magic, he couldn't find a single valuable clue or trace.
"Who... could have infiltrated my South Sea Dragon Palace so silently and unleashed such a powerful sword strike?"
Ao Qin felt a chill run down his spine. Just as he was filled with surprise and doubt, a voice pierced through the layers of water outside the Dragon Palace, resounding loudly between every inch of the palace walls:
"Ao Jing, son of the Dragon King of the South Sea, practices evil magic and harms living beings. By order of the Heavenly Emperor, he is to be captured and brought to justice immediately!"
Ao Qin, already enraged by the death of Bang Ji, was further enraged by this order, his dragon aura surging and stirring up many undercurrents.
"This is the Dragon Palace of the South Sea, the land of my dragon clan! How dare you, a newly established Heavenly Court, act so presumptuously here!"
Ao Qinlong's body swayed, and he appeared in front of Taibai and the Heavenly Soldiers' formation.
The Dragon King's oppressive aura spread out like a tide, and the weaker heavenly soldiers immediately turned pale, their bodies trembled slightly, and they faintly felt the urge to retreat.
Taibai was also taken aback; the dragon race's innate domineering aura was indeed extraordinary.
If the First Emperor were alive today, even if they were both Great Golden Immortals, his sheer dragon might would be enough to shake one's resolve.
"Hand over Ao Jing, or I will personally enter the Dragon Palace to capture him."
Taibai spoke coldly, then raised his hand and tossed out a recording stone.
His years of experience traversing the wilderness have taught him that while the art of divination can reveal the secrets of heaven, it is easily obscured and interfered with.
Therefore, he had long since developed the habit of recording everything with a photo stone in advance, in order to prevent the other party from resorting to desperate measures and disrupting the natural order.
The interplay of light and shadow within the stone depicts various scenes of Ao Jing's cruelty towards living beings.
Ao Qin merely glanced at it indifferently, and with a flick of his dragon claw, he shattered the recording stone in mid-air.
"A mere trick, yet you dare to show off before me?"
Taibai's expression remained unchanged, and several more image-recording stones flew out from his sleeve, hovering in mid-air and reflecting the same scene.
"Since you enjoy destroying evidence, feel free to continue. I can have as much of this kind of evidence as I want."
"Thump—thump—thump—"
Just then, three heavy bell tolls suddenly came from the depths of the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea, the sound waves rippling across the water.
As the bell tolled, the fear in Ao Qin's eyes vanished, replaced by utter arrogance.
"Young man, retreat now, or I may spare your life."
If you continue to cause trouble, your death will be the day my three elder brothers arrive!
Upon hearing this, Taibai's lips curled into a faint, mocking smile.
He said no more, raised his right hand, and pressed it lightly towards Ao Qin. His immense magical power transformed into an invisible force, crashing down.
Ao Qin's dragon aura dissipated like paper, and his entire dragon body was forcibly pressed into the seabed rock layer, unable to even struggle.
"I may not be able to defeat the three Great Luo combined, but I can more than kill you here before they arrive."
"You...you dare to fight the dragons to the death?!"
Even imprisoned within the rock, Ao Qin continued to roar hoarsely, "You think the mere Heavenly Court can protect you?!"
Taibai shook his head and chuckled, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.
Ao Qin and Ao Guang of the East Sea were both Dragon Kings, but their temperaments were worlds apart.
Although Ao Guang was arrogant, he truly possessed the strength to back up his arrogance.
The person before him was still indulging in the glory days of the dragon race, completely unaware that times had changed.
"Aoki, wield the God-Slaying Spear, and kill Ao Jing. You must annihilate him completely, leaving no trace."
Having said that, a dark red spear flew out from Taibai's sleeve and landed in Qingmu's hand.
The moment Aoki received the God-Slaying Spear, his figure transformed into a streak of green and flew deep into the Dragon Palace.
Before the shrimp soldiers and crab generals surging along the way could even form a battle formation, they were struck by the fierce wind of the spears, and they all groaned and fell to the ground, unconscious.
He heeded Taibai's instructions and did not commit murder, but instead used skillful tactics to defeat his enemies.
In the entire South China Sea Dragon Palace, apart from the Dragon King Ao Qin who was under control, the only one who could be considered a match was the seriously injured Ao Jing.
Aoki's divine sense instantly locked onto the chaotic dragon energy in a corner of the side hall. The tip of his spear trembled slightly, and he thrust it forward swiftly.
In front of the side hall, Ao Jing, stained with blood, slumped against a jade pillar, his dragon eyes unfocused, his breath faint.
With a flick of his wrist, Aoki unleashed a dark, chilling light from the God-Slaying Spear, aiming straight for his brow.
If this strike hits, even a Taiyi Golden Immortal Dragon Soul will surely vanish into thin air.
Taibai, who was watching the battle from outside the palace, nodded slightly.
If we can quickly kill Ao Jing and leave with the evidence, even if the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas arrive together, it will be difficult to reverse justice.