Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 179: Tianmo Saintess

"ROAR—"

That single roar seemed to materialize a peerless Taotie Fierce Soul, which spat a terrifying burst of Force Qi into the void.

"Master, watch out!"

Sensing something was wrong, Que Xinyan almost simultaneously unleashed his Gold-devouring Rat’s Gold Devouring Talent, attempting to suck in that terrifying burst of Force Qi.

Wan Xuegui was already on high alert. Instantly sensing the mortal danger Ye Tianling was in, he too charged forward at nearly the same moment.

He and Que Xinyan had perfect coordination, honed over many battles. Executing the Ten Thousand Thoughts in One Heart Sword Technique, his form gathered Sword Spirit to resist the impact of the Force Qi.

"BOOM—"

It was a terrifying, world-class attack. Ye Tianling was sent flying, and as for Que Xinyan, not only were all his gold-devouring fangs shattered, but his fearsome Gold Devouring Talent was nearly torn apart, practically exploding.

Wan Xuegui was blown nearly ten thousand meters away, slamming hard into the ancient Forbidden Array.

"Master, run! This—this is the Desolate Ancient Celestial Forbidden Talent! A Celestial Forbidden Talent like this belongs to a peerless Child of Celestial Mandate! He can’t be killed, can’t be destroyed!"

Que Xinyan coughed up blood as he sent a telepathic message, utterly horrified.

Ye Tianling coughed up some blood. His injuries weren’t severe, but if not for Que Xinyan and Wan Xuegui’s help, he would have truly suffered a great loss this time.

"SPURT—"

Just then, Ye Cangqian spat out a huge mouthful of blood. His entire body burst into raging flames, and he collapsed to the ground.

Ye Cangqian was ultimately defeated. Even though the Celestial Forbidden Talent inside him had saved him, he was now as weak as Ye Tianling had been after using the Celestial Evil Heaven-Breaking Annihilation Dao—so weak he couldn’t even stand!

This was the perfect opportunity to kill him!

"WHOOSH—"

At that moment, Duan Qianji’s figure flew over and swept up Ye Cangqian.

"CHH-CHH—"

He suddenly produced a Prohibition Talisman, sealing Ye Cangqian. Ye Cangqian transformed into a streak of light, which was then absorbed into the space between Duan Qianji’s eyebrows and vanished.

"Die!"

An exceptionally vicious glint shone in Duan Qianji’s eyes as he suddenly slashed his sword toward Ye Tianling.

With Ye Cangqian completely defeated, Duan Qianji no longer had any reservations and unleashed a destructive blow at Ye Tianling!

Wan Xuegui and Que Xinyan’s eyes widened. They burned their Essence Blood and charged, trying to stop him, but it was no use.

The attack was too vicious, too powerful, and too fast!

Ye Tianling didn’t fight back.

He couldn’t have fought back anyway, but he had already activated the Killing Dao of the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword.

’The moment Duan Qianji’s attack lands, I’ll use the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth and the North Nether Divine Skill to forcibly devour the power of his attack. At the same time, I’ll activate the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword to swallow the rampaging energy and return it to him as a fatal Killing Dao strike.’

However, the probability of such an outcome was extremely low, approaching zero.

But Duan Qianji’s attack never landed—or rather, he had already struck, but it caused Ye Tianling no harm.

"CLANG—"

When Duan Qianji’s strike stabbed toward Ye Tianling, Ye Tianling had indeed failed to defend against it. He hadn’t even sensed the killing intent descending upon him.

But the deadly strike was gently blocked by the flat of someone else’s sword.

Duan Qianji’s pupils constricted, and his heart sank to the pit of his stomach.

His opponent had casually blocked his attack, and what’s more—they’d gotten this close without him even noticing?

Duan Qianji was terrified, his heart pounding in shock, but his fear was mingled with burning hatred. His eyes shot toward the person who had intervened.

That one glance made his heart leap into his throat.

"Tianmo Saintess, what is the meaning of this? I, the Thousand Tribulations Wanderer, have a very close relationship with the Dragon Race; I am an honored guest! My master has been on good terms with the Dragon Race for a thousand years. Isn’t your interference a bit much?"

Duan Qianji knew the real reason perfectly well, but he could only put on a brave face, pretending not to know Ye Tianling’s identity.

He could only hope that Long Tianmo had just arrived and hadn’t seen what happened earlier.

"A bit much? I, Long Tianmo, have never known the meaning of ’too much’ or ’not enough.’"

With a gentle shake of the sword in her hand, Long Tianmo sent Duan Qianji stumbling back seven or eight steps before he could regain his footing.

She spoke with a mixture of contempt and untamable pride.

At this, Ye Tianling finally breathed a sigh of relief and used his Soul Talent on Long Tianmo.

Long Tianmo: Third Saintess of the Jade Water Cyan Dragon Lineage, age thirteen. Talent: Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique. Bloodline: Ice Sword Dragon Bloodline. Realm: Sword Tribulation Sixth Refining...

After learning this information, Ye Tianling felt even more at ease and began to study Long Tianmo seriously.

Long Tianmo wore a cyan Spiritual Gauze Skirt, and her figure was extremely slender and captivating.

Her features were very similar to Long Tianyu’s, but she had an air of haughty, spoiled brattiness.

"Tianmo Saintess, you—"

Hearing this, Duan Qianji was nearly driven mad with anger.

"’You’ what? This Saintess finds you, old man, very displeasing to the eye, you know that? And don’t bring up ’relationships.’ I have no relationship with you to speak of! Scram already, or if this Saintess’s mood sours, I won’t mind chopping off your head to feed my demon beast pet, Ah Li."

Long Tianmo raised her sword, brandished it casually at Duan Qianji a couple of times, and spoke very rudely.

"You—! Rumor has it the Tianmo Saintess’s battle power is unparalleled and that you’re about to touch the Nine Forbidden Barriers. I, Duan Qianji, would like to experience your profound techniques for myself—"

Before Duan Qianji could finish, Long Tianmo directly activated her Dragon Soul, unleashed the Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique, and brandished her sword with sudden force.

"WHOOSH—"

The sword slashed out horizontally, but without even leaving its scabbard, it viciously struck Duan Qianji across the face.

It wasn’t that Duan Qianji didn’t try to defend; he was simply incapable of defending against such a terrifying and bizarre attack.

"CRACK—"

The blow sent Duan Qianji’s head spinning a full three times on his neck before it stopped.

If not for his powerful physical body, that one strike would have been enough to send his head flying ten thousand meters.

"What do you think you are? You think you’re worthy of experiencing the Nine Forbidden Battle Power of a beautiful, great, and benevolent Dragon Race princess? Scram now, or this Princess will slaughter you until you’re crying for your mommy and daddy!"

Long Tianmo stretched out her hand, and the sword, as if teleporting, instantly returned to her grasp.

Duan Qianji was completely stunned by the blow, utterly powerless to fight back.

Although her Realm was one Small Realm lower than his, her battle power was terrifying!

This was a completely one-sided rout!

Duan Qianji was utterly horrified and filled with dread. The blow had beaten all the battle intent out of him, and a chill ran through his body.

His expression was extremely solemn. Not only was there no hatred or killing intent in his eyes, but instead, an immense sense of awe and respect.

He cupped his fists, bowed, and said, "Princess, thank you for your mercy. I, Qianji, am endlessly grateful. In the future, I will surely repay the Princess’s grace in sparing my life."

His tone was quite sincere and earnest, not a threat—although he was extremely unwilling to accept that Long Tianmo had saved Ye Tianling, he didn’t dare act presumptuously in the slightest.

After his apology, Duan Qianji waited for the space of three breaths. Seeing that Long Tianmo was just staring at Ye Tianling with wide, curious eyes and completely ignoring him, he didn’t dare show any dissatisfaction. He gave another slight bow with cupped fists, and his figure sped away, not daring to linger a moment longer.

"That old fart is finally gone. If he hadn’t left, I might not have actually been able to beat him. Good thing the loser is easily intimidated, haha."

Only after Duan Qianji had flown away did Long Tianmo pat her flat chest and laugh heartily.

She had clearly breathed a sigh of relief as well.

"Hey, Great Demon, you really know how to court death, huh? You’ve already provoked a Sword Tribulation expert. When are you going to take this Princess with you so we can go provoke a Sword Ancestor for fun?"

Long Tianmo blinked her big, beautiful, bright and lovely eyes, asking Ye Tianling with a grin.