Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 659 - 306: Secret Mastery - Time Stop_1
On that day, on Longhuang Island.
The Asura Heaven Punishment Sword had fused with and devoured the Primordial Divine Iron, which the Dragon Emperor had hidden beneath the training pool for ten thousand years, along with various other Divine Metals, undergoing a qualitative transformation. Furthermore, it had fallen into a deep slumber alongside Wang Xiu over the past few decades, consolidating its power.
It had long since broken through its original level and reached an unprecedented peak!
It was now a true Earth Immortal Instrument!
Moreover, imbued with a rare Divine Metal like Primordial Divine Iron, the potential of the Asura Heaven Punishment Sword was immeasurable.
At the same time, as the Sword Spirit of the Asura Heaven Punishment Sword, Nie Linglan had also undergone a metamorphosis.
Today, she still wore a red dress, yet it was even more radiant than before. Her bare, jade-like feet stepped upon the vast Blood Sea, her long hair dancing wildly. A light red gauze outlined her enchanting figure, and the Sword Intent emanating from her was like an unstoppable tide, sweeping in all directions.
"To be held by the Young Master again... No, to fight side by side with him once more. How wonderful!"
Nie Linglan’s beautiful eyes were filled with delight. Her spirit form followed beside Wang Xiu, her clothes fluttering, breathtakingly beautiful.
Wang Xiu remained silent. He raised his sword, took a single step into the heavens, and slashed down!
RUMBLE!
The Blood Sea churned as infinite murderous intent materialized, darkening the sky. The fierce Pig Spirits within the Blood Sea let out piercing howls, their eyes blazing with savagery as they charged toward Yi Tu.
For a moment, the heavens shook and the earth trembled, as if thousands upon thousands of troops were charging into battle.
The vast killing intent made Yi Tu’s expression go slack, and his grip on the bow faltered. But he quickly bit the tip of his tongue, steadying his mind.
A bluff! I have fought countless battles throughout my life and slain innumerable foes! What kind of scene haven’t I witnessed? Trying to scare me? Dream on!
He roared, his hair and beard flying wildly as his aura surged. His fingers released the bowstring.
WHOOSH!
The blood-colored spears tore through the air and ripped apart the void, transforming into Fierce Beasts like the Qiong Qi, Tao Wu, and Chaos as they charged forward, colliding with the countless Pig Spirits.
A terrifying fluctuation spread out, obliterating the surrounding buildings that had long since turned to dust. Now, even the void could not withstand the force. It cracked inch by inch as chaotic streams of void energy rushed out, annihilating everything in their path.
The Qiong Qi and Tao Wu, formed from runes and pure killing intent, were instantly shattered by the shockwave. They reverted to primal runes, only to be ground into nothingness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yi Tu gritted his teeth and, in the blink of an eye, fired three more arrows. The destructive power, capable of tearing stars asunder, finally held back the endless Blood Sea.
Just then, Wang Xiu vanished.
Yi Tu’s pupils contracted as he unleashed his Divine Sense, trying to locate any trace of Wang Xiu. But he sensed nothing. It was as if Wang Xiu had never existed in this time and space at all.
Yet, Yi Tu’s sense of crisis instantly skyrocketed to its peak. It felt as if this was the closest he had ever been to death.
HUM!
Within the void shrouded by killing intent, a flicker of golden flame suddenly appeared. At first, the flame was exceedingly faint, like a single thread among thousands of lights, or a mere speck of dust in the universe.
But in an instant, the moment the flame touched the void, it erupted. Like a spark landing on dry prairie grass, it instantly ignited into a wildfire that swept across the land. The surrounding temperature skyrocketed, and the void itself began to corrode. The golden Divine Fire expanded continuously, blotting out the sky.
Endless firelight illuminated Yi Tu’s face, lighting up the sheer horror etched upon it.
He stared into the blaze and saw a dragon’s silhouette writhing within the sea of fire. A shadowy dragon figure, vaster than the stars themselves, flickered in and out of sight, exuding an aura of utter despair.
"Zhu... Zhulong?"
Yi Tu trembled and muttered to himself. Though surrounded by extreme heat, he felt an icy chill seep into his bones, as if he had been plunged into the netherworld.
He couldn’t be mistaken. That was a Zhulong.
This was an innate Divine Skill that only a true Zhulong could possess—the Fire of Candleholder!
It was one of the most terrifying Divine Fires in the heavens and the earth. Only a select few, like the legendary True Phoenix Fire and Chaos Divine Fire, could even be compared to it.
The Fire of Candleholder engulfed the firmament. It seeped into every nook and cranny, eroding Yi Tu’s physical body at an astonishing speed.
CLANG!
Yi Tu produced an ancient, palm-sized bell covered in ancient symbols. Upon activation, the bell instantly enlarged, securely enveloping him. The bell’s defense was astounding, forming ripples of protective divine light around him. Ancient runes continuously materialized in the air—birds, mountains, rivers, and beasts—all filled with a primordial and powerful aura.
This item was, at the very least, a defensive Immortal Artifact. It managed to temporarily block the onslaught of the Fire of Candleholder, protecting his body.
He finally caught his breath and stared at Wang Xiu’s face, his eyes brimming with a chilling cold. "So, it’s you!"
Wang Xiu said calmly, "You’ve already learned my identity."
"And you never intended to hide it!" Yi Tu’s voice was like ice. "You should feel honored. In all the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, very few people are worthy of having their portrait circulated by my Yi Clan, even on a wanted notice!"
After entering the encampment, Wang Xiu had already reverted to his original appearance. He was here to collect a debt and to take lives. Since no one else could see, why bother hiding?
After a brief pause, Yi Tu’s breathing quickened slightly. "It seems you obtained quite a few treasures on Longhuang Island!"
"You don’t need to probe," Wang Xiu stated. "The Origin of Zhulong is with me. You can come and take it."
Hearing this, Yi Tu’s eyes instantly turned blood-red.
That was the Origin of Zhulong—one of the most supreme opportunities in all of heaven and earth. Aside from the inheritance of a true Great Emperor, he could think of nothing in this world more precious. Not to mention, Wang Xiu had remained on Longhuang Island until the very end. Perhaps he held even more treasures. The inheritance and relics of Dragon Emperor Ao Lie, for instance? Any single one of those items would be a supreme treasure in this era! If he could seize them for himself, how could he still worry about the Great Dao being beyond his reach?
Wang Xiu saw through his thoughts and sneered, "Hiding in your turtle shell won’t get you the Origin of Zhulong!"
Yi Tu’s face flushed at the taunt, but he didn’t take the bait. He retorted with a cold laugh, "Do you take me for a fool? I refuse to believe that with your Cultivation Level, you can maintain a Divine Fire of this magnitude for long. Wang Xiu, oh Wang Xiu, you of all people should not have underestimated the elites of the Nine Heavens, thinking a little bit of skill would allow you to brazenly charge in here to kill! Even if you escape today, once my Yi Clan releases this news, there will be countless people across the Nine Heavens who want you dead!"
This was only natural. Wang Xiu’s name was not famous across the Nine Heavens, but anyone who knew it held a position of some status. They could easily connect him to Longhuang Island and the Origin of Zhulong. When that time came, those who wanted him dead would vastly outnumber those who would help him.
As for the Fire of Candleholder, while activating it consumed a considerable amount of mana, for the current Wang Xiu, sustaining it for several days and nights was not a problem. However, he had no intention of being locked in a multi-day stalemate with this man.
He slowly raised his hand, forming a very ancient and peculiar hand seal.
Yi Tu had never seen this seal before. But for some inexplicable reason, a shiver ran through him, a dread that came from the depths of his soul.
In Wang Xiu’s eyes, an ancient rune slowly began to glow.
VMMMM!
A silent, invisible fluctuation spread out from Wang Xiu.
The dust swirling below suddenly slowed. The fallen leaves tumbling through the ruins came to a halt. Far away on the courtyard wall, a gently swaying branch of a red apricot peeking over the top froze in place.
Time... had stopped
