Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 344 - 342: The Sublimation of Weapons
Chapter 344: Chapter 342: The Sublimation of Weapons
“Whoosh!”
Longswords swirled like a storm within the great hall, and at a certain moment, Duanmu Ci waved his palm, and the numerous longswords blasted forth, headed straight for Phantom Spirit.
“Young Master, your servant here is so gentle, do you really intend to strike so harshly?”
As Phantom Spirit spoke, she locked eyes with Duanmu Ci, and within the twinkling of her gaze, a red gleam shot out.
Her seductive words pierced straight into Duanmu Ci’s heart, causing his movements to hesitate for a moment, even the swords paused briefly.
However, Duanmu Ci quickly recovered.
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“Art of Demon Charm!”
Duanmu Ci huffed coldly, stamped his foot on the ground, and his figure shot out in a flash, with nine longswords dancing around him. Under Duanmu Ci’s mental command, they assaulted Phantom Spirit.
“Young Master, do you really have the heart to treat your servant like this…”
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“Shut up!”
Phantom Spirit had intended to speak, but what kind of person was Duanmu Ci?
He was the reincarnation of a Sword Immortal from the legends of the Sword Immortal Tomb. Although arrogant, his state of mind was indeed much stronger than that of ordinary people.
Phantom Spirit’s initial words caught him off guard, but this time, he was fully prepared. The Art of Demon Charm posed no threat to Duanmu Ci.
“Hehe…”
Phantom Spirit let out a tinkle of silvery laughter, extended her jade finger, and gently pointed towards Duanmu Ci, saying, “I didn’t expect Young Master’s state of mind to be so elevated, I had misjudged.”
“Whoosh!”
At the instant her fingertip touched down, a large swath of red light emerged from the void, enveloping Duanmu Ci in an instant and temporarily immobilizing him.
“Just a mere Dragon Spirit Realm, I could suppress you with a flip of my hand. Did you really think, Young Master, that you could contend against me?”
“Break!”
Duanmu Ci’s expression darkened, the nine longswords retracted, stabbing fiercely at the red light.
“Open Heaven Technique, Break Reincarnation!”
Duanmu Ci suddenly roared, the nine ordinary silver-grade longswords, at that moment, burst forth with astonishing radiance.
That light was not due to the grade of the equipment; it was a sharp light!
“Huh?”
Phantom Spirit’s confident smile slightly faltered, incredulously saying, “What technique is this? You can actually temporarily increase the weapon’s grade?!”
“My technique, how could you, a person from such a low Sect, possibly see through it!”
Duanmu Ci snorted coldly, and under the wave of his palm, the nine longswords burst forth with sharp lights, forcibly penetrating through the red gleam.
Moreover, after penetrating, Duanmu Ci took out two bottles of pills and swallowed them instantly. Astonishing Dragon Power erupted from his body, enhancing the grade of nearly a hundred longswords that had been dancing above Phantom Spirit’s head!
As for the specific grade they were enhanced to, not only Phantom Spirit, even Su Han couldn’t discern it.
Because the enhancement wasn’t to a silver or gold grade, but seemed to elevate the weapons to another realm altogether, elusive and unfathomable.
“Sword Immortal Tomb, to have such a technique, truly befitting of a Super Sect,” Su Han thought to himself.
He had been calmly watching the excitement here all along, although it was very likely that both Liushui Wuhen and Duanmu Ci were no match for Huiyue and Phantom Spirit, given the great disparity in their realms.
But Su Han was confident that neither Huiyue nor Phantom Spirit would dare kill Duanmu Ci and Liushui Wuhen.
If they really did kill them, for Su Han, that would also be a good thing.
After all, either side was a calamity for Su Han.
“Boom!”
Just at that moment, a huge roar erupted from Liushui Wuhen.
In the grand hall, a fierce wind raged, overturning all the tables and chairs around, while the figure of Liushui Wuhen rapidly grew larger.
“What?!”
When everyone saw this scene, except for Su Han, they were all stunned in place.
“What kind of secret technique is this?!”
They were extremely shocked because it wasn’t just Liushui Wuhen’s body growing larger, but along with that, his aura was also surging mightily as his body expanded.
Huiyue also furrowed his brows, his expression filled with surprise and suspicion.
“Take it outside to fight. My grand hall can’t accommodate such destruction,” Su Han said indifferently.
Hearing this, Liushui Wuhen’s figure bounded, directly rushing out of the grand hall.
“If you have the ability, then come and face your death!” Standing in the square, Liushui Wuhen shouted at Huiyue.
At the same time, Duanmu Ci’s silhouette flickered, and stepping on his longsword, he flew out of the grand hall.
Huiyue and Phantom Spirit exchanged a glance, without a second word, they dashed toward the square.
Su Han and the others also followed at a leisurely pace. Ling Qinghai glanced at Duanmu Ci then back at Liushui Wuhen and ultimately couldn’t hold back, saying, “These two, did you bring them out from the Gate of Deer Chasing?”
“Hmm.”
Su Han nodded slightly, saying, “It’s because of them that my God-Slaying Pavilion nearly got destroyed.”
Ling Qinghai paused in his step, “You mean… they are from the first-class sects?!”
“No, they are geniuses from a super sect.”
Su Han said, “That guy, named Liushui Wuhen, is the supplemental Saint Heir from Giant Island, and the other, named Duanmu Ci, is from the Sword Immortal Tomb, said to be the reincarnation of a Sword Immortal.”
“What?!”
Not just Ling Qinghai, even the Goddess gaped in disbelief at this moment.
“You… have actually confined the geniuses of the super sects??” the Goddess asked.
“So what?”
Su Han’s expression turned somewhat chilly, “I have already paid the price for it.”
The Goddess and Ling Qinghai immediately fell silent; they finally understood why the super sects were so furious.
They had only heard that Su Han had provoked a super sect but didn’t know exactly how he provoked them. Now they finally understood that he had captured the geniuses that they had painstakingly cultivated!
“Those super sects think they are already dead,” Su Han added.
“Boom, boom!”
At this moment, the four of them had started fighting in the square.
Huiyue and Phantom Spirit did not know their identities but could see that people of such age who possessed such a cultivation base were surely among the heavenly talents.
Although they didn’t look like the heavenly talents of the Phoenix Sect, their obedience to Su Han’s commands clearly showed some relationship.
In their view, even if they couldn’t kill Su Han today, killing these two in front of them would still significantly detract from the Phoenix Sect’s and Su Han’s momentum!
“Die!”
Huiyue and Liushui Wuhen exchanged several blows without gaining the upper hand, and eventually losing patience, his eyes flickered as a purple horsetail whisk appeared.
This horsetail whisk instantly transformed into a thousand meters in length, casting a vast expanse of deep purple over the square.
Liushui Wuhen was directly trapped by the horsetail whisk, and one could only hear rage-filled roars and thunderous noises from within, evidently struggling desperately to break free from the entanglement of the horsetail whisk.
