From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister-Chapter 337 - 332: Little Qianye Goes Berserk_1

Boom—

The endless sound of explosions pierced through the eardrums as countless dragon scales fell like torrential rain.

The giant Blood Sickle sent the Giant Dragon soaring into the sky!

It was a heart-stopping sight!

An incomprehensible scene had abruptly unfolded.

Everyone stood dumbstruck, gazing at the Giant Dragon in the sky, its massive body twisting continuously, each twist sending clouds scattering across the heavens.

Upon the dragon’s body, the enormous Blood Red Scythe was relentlessly crushing the dragon’s scales, and as scales continually fell off, blood began to flow from the dragon.

"This weapon... is it Fang Ren?!"

The crowd followed the handle of the Blood Sickle, and sure enough, it was Fang Ren, whose body was reduced to half, dragging the dragon using only his remaining arm.

"He’s not dead!"

"How is this possible! He clearly showed no signs of life before!"

"Why has he suddenly become so powerful... The aura on him now, it feels like it’s about to explode!"

...

Boom—

Suddenly, the dragon’s body turned in the sky, its massive tail sweeping towards Fang Ren.

Fang Ren immediately blocked with the Blood Sickle, the colossal impact sending him flying before the crowd.

"Ah Ran!"

Mu Huanqing immediately flew over.

But before she could make out Fang Ren’s injuries, she was abruptly grabbed by him and flung into the Barrier Formation.

"Run! This thing cannot be killed!" Fang Ren yelled at her.

No sooner had he spoken than he activated a sea of blood in the sky, forcing everyone back into the Barrier Formation and sealing the gap in the Formation firmly.

"Ah Ran!"

Mu Huanqing, hurled back into the Formation, her emotions swung from relief at her husband’s survival to immense worry again.

She pounded on the Formation wanting to get out, but she found that the blood-colored aura sealing the crack was impenetrable.

Seeing that everyone had retreated into the Barrier Formation, Fang Ren quickly launched another assault on the Giant Dragon. His body could explode at any moment, so gaining even a bit more time for these people was as good as it gets.

The Giant Dragon returned to the sea surface, roaring angrily, flame-filled dragon eyes fixating on Fang Ren.

What creature did it belong to now?

It was the supremely proud Dragon Clan!

Yet before it, this insignificant human had managed to tear its dragon scales, inflicting the taste of pain!

This made the joy of its recent evolution fade away.

It wanted to kill this human, to use his life as a sacrifice to its pride.

The dragon’s claws shattered the air, seeking to grasp this tiny thing, to make it experience the agony of flesh being torn asunder!

Fang Ren did not hesitate to lift the Blood Sickle, striking at the dragon’s approaching claws.

The sea of blood surged behind him, the horizon once enveloped by a purple glow was now half stained red with blood.

As the sea of blood wrestled with the purple light for dominance of the sky, two massive energies began their fierce collision.

The sky started to shake, the ocean roared, and mountains crumbled to pieces.

The two energies seemed evenly matched, and amidst their collision, a black fissure faintly appeared.

Fang Ren’s attack did away with all defenses, his sole existence probably hinging only on this one chance to strike.

"The ultimate realm of a myriad martial arts!"

As he put forth all his effort, he realized that the power of his strike was still somewhat lacking.

In an instant, he suddenly remembered his Spirit Form.

Back when he was on a school trip, after being attacked by Wang Shuai, his Spirit Form had absorbed Wang Shuai’s Green Snake Seal and retaliated with the same Cultivation Technique.

If it could absorb techniques, could it also absorb Mu Huanqing’s techniques?

After all, Mu Huanqing’s connection with him was extremely close.

"The Fortune Divine Technique!"

"Annihilation!"

Without time to explore everything, an inexplicable energy exploded within him, and then Mu Huanqing’s core cultivation technique burst forth from him.

Hum—

Inside the Formation, the Hundred Martial Divine Weapons suddenly burst out of the sea of blood, their many weapons turning into silver threads connected to the Sickle.

In an instant, the Sickle shattered!

It turned into a transparent form!

The dragon’s claw came, and the transparent Blood Sickle swiftly intercepted.

The Sickle struck the dragon’s claw, like a chainsaw on metal, sending sparks flying and dragon scales bursting.

"Break for me!"

Zing—

A clear and penetrating sound echoed, the Sickle slicing through the dragon’s claw, severing one of the Giant Dragon’s limbs.

But at that moment, Fang Ren was defenseless, and the breath from the dragon’s mouth burst forth again.

The purple beam struck his body, which was as fragile as thin paper, disintegrating into nothingness in an instant within the breath.

As Fang Ren turned to ash the moment his body disintegrated, from within his chest, a small purple orb slowly descended.

And within the purple orb, the tiny being that was the sleeping Qianye.

Boom! Boom!

The Giant Dragon’s severed limb and the Blood Red Scythe both plunged into the ocean.

The whole sky went dead silent.

Only the Hundred Martial Divine Weapons, still spinning in the void, their hundreds of threads retracting, once again formed into weapons secured around the edge of the silver disk.

He was dead.

This time, Fang Ren truly died.

The last half of his body also vanished into nothingness.

The gap in the Formation he had sealed with a sea of blood, had now cracked open once again.

In the Formation, Mu Huanqing collapsed into the air, her emotions plummeting from heaven to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Roar!"

The giant dragon, with a bloodied arm, threw back its head and roared, as if celebrating victory.

"Beast! Die!"

Just then, from deep within the army, a white light enveloped the sky.

The Nine Yin Gathering Spirit Array transformed into a circular rune, blasting out through the cracks in the Large Formation.

The speed of this formation was so fast, it condensed the power to destroy a large island into a single column of light.

Boom—

Roar—

The giant dragon’s roar came to an abrupt halt, its massive body once again twisting in agony.

A hole gushing with blood was blasted through a segment of its body!

Blood rained down from the sky.

The life force of the giant dragon began to fluctuate wildly, plummeting rapidly!

Meanwhile, Qianye, wrapped in a purple glow, slowly opened her eyes under the immense impact.

Blood from the sky fell on her round face as she looked around blankly, but did not find Fang Ren’s figure.

Where did Master go?

She continued to descend slowly until she fell into the sea stained red with blood.

The familiar scent of blood in the water made her tiny body shudder.

...

"It works, the attack from the Large Formation works!"

"This beast is done for! Kill it while we can!"

"Avenge our fallen brothers and sisters! Charge!"

...

Seeing the bloody hole blasted through the giant dragon’s body, the soldiers ignited with rage and surged out of the formation wielding their weapons.

"Can the Spirit Gathering Array launch a second attack?" Xia Mo asked.

"No! This was energy gathered over who knows how many years! To attack again, it would take at least a decade or more!" Jiang Ling said.

In the brief span of this exchange, everyone had charged out of the Large Formation, unleashing a fierce assault on the writhing giant dragon at sea.

Seeing this, the dragon’s tail whipped through the air, striking down half of the attackers who had just charged in.

Then, a purple breath erupted from the dragon’s mouth, forming an energy field that covered its entire body.

The severed arm that had fallen into the sea began to rise into the sky, reconnecting with the gaping wound.

"This thing still has such a terrifying ability to recover!?"

"It can’t possibly heal the wound inflicted by the Spirit Gathering Array too!"

It was as though whatever they feared the most was happening.

After repairing its arm, the purple light instantly gathered at the bloody hole on the dragon’s body, continuously pulling its flesh together, connecting and healing.

"What!"

Jiang Ling was thrown into chaos, the enemy that was nearly dead was suddenly turning the tables?

Watching the wound being healed, the soldiers’ morale began to sink.

But most of the soldiers were still launching violent attacks on the dragon’s wounds, although every offense seemed utterly feeble and ineffective.

"I don’t believe this!"

Xia Mo’s Sunlight Sword in hand, he blasted it toward the bloody hole on the dragon, but even before he could fully unleash the Sunlight Sword’s energy, the purple breath on the dragon’s body swallowed it up.

Even Mu Huanqing’s cultivation technique could not inflict any damage, and no matter how hard she tried, it was to no avail.

Even the corrosive dark attribute cultivation technique Jiang Ling possessed was devoured by the dragon’s breath when he attacked it.

The giant dragon was like an invincible being, immune to any form of attack except for the decades-accumulated power of the Spirit Gathering Array and Fang Ren’s Asura Dao.

"Is this thing even still a creature! How can it be so freakishly strong!"

"Is there nothing that can kill this beast!"

"This nearly invincible creature, how did Fang Ren manage to sever one of its hands just now!"

"Does it require a more special cultivation technique?"

"No, it’s not that! Scales! We must find a way to shatter the scales on its body to inflict any damage! That’s what Fang Ren did before!"

...

As everyone discussed, the dragon’s wounds had already fully healed.

They tried to break the dragon’s scales but found that their attacks, landing on them, were diluted by an inexplicable energy.

Even with everyone’s full effort, they could only knock off a few dragon scales, dealing minuscule damage!

When the dragon roared once more and its immense body soared into the sky, the breath in its mouth began to condense again.

Everyone’s spirits plunged to the depths once again.

This battle, they had lost!

All of humanity had lost!

They would all be killed by this breath; everything would be destroyed by this giant dragon.

It’s over...

Endless despair and extreme fear swept through the hearts of the people.

However, as all this took place, the small round wooden figure floating on the sea was crying non-stop.

"Master... "

As it sadly lifted its head, it saw Fang Ren’s fresh blood on one of the dragon’s claws.

The expression on the small wooden figure’s face went blank.

In the next moment, the skies changed, the trembling earth halted, and the seas fell silent.

It was as though time itself had stopped.

The giant dragon abruptly ceased its roaring, turning its massive head toward the sea.

Its huge dragon eyes zeroed in on the small wooden figure on the surface of the water, pupils shrinking violently, as it propelled its enormous body to rise into the sky.

Without a moment’s hesitation, it fled toward the far-off Void Hole.

As if foreseeing a terrible fear.

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