Dragon Tamer-Chapter 842 - 846 Battle of Spells
Chapter 842: Chapter 846: Battle of Spells
Chapter 842 -846: Battle of Spells
The Heavenly Slaughter Dragon was also quite excellent at trapping its enemies. Considering the Demon God was indeed an extraordinary immortal supplement and was definitely adept at escaping through earth burrowing, Zhu Minglang decided to let the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon join the battlefield as well.
“Little Ni Ban, turn the soil here into a black swamp,” Zhu Minglang said to the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon.
The Heavenly Slaughter Dragon did not like this nickname. It proudly raised its head, its lower body coiled up, sitting there with no intention of moving.
“Great Heavenly Slaughter Dragon God, please turn the soil here into the dark swamp you rule over.” Zhu Minglang could not help but laugh and cry as he quickly changed his tone.
Only then did the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon take action. When its wings were fully open, the sky immediately darkened. The soil, completely devoured by shadows, quickly turned into black mud, and soon the Fairyland Woods had turned into a black swamp!
The Old Farmer God watched Zhu Minglang in astonishment.
He had not expected Zhu Minglang to have so many Dragon Gods and beings close to Dragon Gods, especially the Nuwa Dragon, a Rare World Dragon that dates back to ancient times. After all, ancestors like the Immortal Ghosts and Demon Gods, most of them revered the Nuwa of the Monster Fairy Race.
However, the soul of this Nuwa Dragon seemed somewhat frail, and its divine aura was not as strong as expected, instead exuding a hint of demonic nature, which particularly puzzled the Old Farmer God about Zhu Minglang’s Nuwa Dragon.
“Your Nuwa Dragon’s divinity seems suppressed. Why is that?” the Old Farmer God asked.
“That’s a long story, but since the Dragon Shepherd is idle during the fight, may I take my time to explain?” Zhu Minglang said.
“…” The Old Farmer God was left speechless by Zhu Minglang’s casual attitude.
The Old Farmer God glanced at the battlefield.
Indeed, it was fiercely intense there. It’s worth noting that the Four Immortal Ghosts also had strengths close to deities. If they could shed their demonic nature, their cultivation bases of hundreds of thousands could make even Godsons retreat.
But Zhu Minglang’s dragons were also incredibly powerful, and the Old Farmer God noticed that the Sword Spirit Dragon could have killed those flaunting Immortal Ghosts long ago. It probably hesitated because using excessive power would crush the souls of the Immortal Ghosts, which would not be favorable for harvesting souls into pearls. Thus, the Sword Spirit Dragon merely roamed the battlefield, not exerting its full strength.
“How about my little Ava…” Zhu Minglang then recounted to the Old Farmer God the deeds of the Nuwa Dragon saving lives in the Neon Sea.
“So that’s it, its true Divine Soul has fused with the spine of the earth, truly a savior Nuwa indeed. Many Demonic Immortals and Demon Cultivators, they are all desperately trying to mimic human appearance, as if completely becoming human would make them the true immortal worshiped by all beings. In fact, to become a true immortal, it is not about copying the appearance of humans, but rather, learning to control one’s own demonic nature and beastly instincts, not killing recklessly, possessing the virtue of valuing life, willing to sacrifice one’s own Divine Soul for the lives of the sea, even enduring the pain of being trapped in the earth. That is the true savior Nuwa!” the Old Farmer God exclaimed earnestly.
Zhu Minglang was reminded of the Feathered Immortal from Dragon Gate Linked Heaven Peak.
Indeed, as the Old Farmer said, some of the monsters who had practiced for tens of thousands of years still retained their demon nature, always unable to ascend to the ranks of Immortal Gods, ultimately because they were only mimicking the outer aspects of humans and did not understand that true cultivation involves refining away one’s beastly habits. No wonder the Feathered Immortal felt such anger and rage upon seeing the Nuwa Dragon.
Feathered Immortal devours humans without spitting out bones; throughout its life, it has killed enough beings to fill an ocean. In contrast, ever since its birth, Nuwa Dragon has saved countless beings. Even though they are both Demon cultivators, the essence emanating from their bones is strikingly different. Nuwa Dragon is, after all, the incarnation of a lifesaving spirit woman. Evil demons remain evil by nature, even if they look exactly like humans, and emanate a revolting stench, forever unable to ascend to a true immortal status.
“Heaven possesses the virtue of cherishing life, and I believe your meeting with her beneath the Veins of the Earth was predestined. Help her escape the Sea of Suffering. If you can capture this old ginseng demon, hand it over to me. I, an old man, will bring out my greatest skills to brew an Immortal Soup for you, to nourish the soul of this lifesaving spirit woman’s incarnation. This ginseng demon spirit is a rare treasure of the world, capable of healing soul wounds!” Old Farmer continued to Zhu Minglang.
“Can you make three portions? My wife also has a very frail soul,” Zhu Minglang said.
“With such a large ginseng, making ten portions is no problem at all. Slowly nourishing them, I guarantee all of your women will be able to rejuvenate their souls,” Old Farmer couldn’t help but laugh.
“Since you’ve said so much, I definitely cannot let this ginseng demon spirit escape,” Zhu Minglang nodded in agreement.
Having dealt with gods, Demon Gods, and Divine Beasts in Dragon Gate, Zhu Minglang rarely made mistakes now.
Ginsengs, even a small mountain ginseng spirit, knew how to use earth escape techniques and were as slippery as mudfish to catch.
Despite the ginseng demon spirit’s massive size and already showing signs of decline under the attack of several dragons, it might just pull off a Golden Cicada Sheds Shell, transforming all of its demon spirit essence into a tiny radish, then burrowing into the primeval Grand Rain Rainforest, never to be found again.
Luckily, Zhu Minglang had learned various capture techniques in Dragon Gate. Initially, the God General Level Red Sky Beast wanted to kill itself due to Zhu Minglang’s torment, and the Yama Dragon was also exhausted by Zhu Minglang to the point of exhaustion.
No matter how strange the methods of the small ginseng demon spirit were, Zhu Minglang was able to securely capture it.
Soon, the Nuwa Dragon’s earthly formation was completely set up, and the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon even brought down an illusory dark sky curtain, like a massive black sky net, gradually descending, bit by bit compressing the space in which the ginseng demon spirit could move.
“Hiss!!!!!!”
In the black sky net, the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon unleashed thunder and lightning, brilliant silver flashes like millions of Silver Sky Electric Dragons dancing in the black ocean, fiercely majestic!
Accompanied by a long cry from the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon, the Silver Sky Electric Dragons plunged from the sky. These electric dragons hung from the heavens, resembling a waterfall from the Heavenly Court, the fierce and wild silver lightning fiercely bombarding the body of the ginseng demon spirit.
The thick skin of the ginseng demon spirit was shattered, immediately reducing its size significantly.
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It cried out like a demon child, emitting a horrifying wail.
It opened its great mouth and spewed endless mud and sand, which flowed like a torrential river of sand and a rolling mudslide, instantly muddying the sky.
The Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon dodged agilely, but the ginseng demon spirit spat out mud and sand rivers frequently, and the volume was massive, enough to cover a mountain range. The Purple Dragon swung its tail, raining down a heavenly torrential downpour once again, engaging in a battle of techniques with the ginseng demon spirit!
