Chapter 581
Chapter 581
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 581
>Chapter Title: Union
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Hearing Dice's words, the Sitian Supervisor hadn't spoken yet, but Li Huowang was already making new moves.
Li Huowang clutched his head in agony as he thrust his right hand toward Dice. "Gao Zhijian! What the hell are you doing!"
As soon as he said that, Gao Zhijian's expression wavered once more, but he quickly steeled himself again.
"It's no use. You Sitting Oblivion Dao tricks don't work much on Us, the True Dragon Emperor."
After speaking, Gao Zhijian glanced toward the generals of the military families nearby. "Houses Ma, Yue, Xue, and Yu—did I call you here just to watch the show? Don't forget what your ancestors promised my imperial forebears."
The dragon palanquin beneath Gao Zhijian instantly expanded, and he dangled the bloodied, mangled emperor at the end of the dragon vein right in front of these military families.
In the next moment, the trembling giant maces and heavy ring-pommel swords shrouded in killing intent smashed toward Li Huowang and the Sitian Supervisor.
"Get lost!" With Li Huowang's furious roar, both the soldiers charging at him and their weapons twisted into something else. Everything around him—except for the Sitian Supervisor—began warping to varying degrees.
As his face grew increasingly savage, the distortions around him intensified.
Seeing Dice about to flee, the Sitian Supervisor drifted forward to intercept him.
"Don't get near him! Archers, ready!"
"Wind! Wind! Wind!" From the distant mountainside, countless black dots swarmed like a violent storm, blanketing Li Huowang.
But none of them touched him. The poisoned arrows turned into real raindrops as they hit his body.
"I can't hold out much longer! Too much innate oneness qi! I can't control this much! I have to vent it all fast!" Li Huowang, blood streaming from all seven orifices, clutched his head and shouted inwardly. The distortions spread rapidly, forcing the surrounding soldiers to retreat.
"Heh heh heh~ I've told you how many times—your parlor tricks don't work on the True Dragon Emperor!"
Dice leaped into the air, dodging the Sitian Supervisor's approach. But a leper wrapped in black feathers, with three heads at young, middle, and old ages, gripped a sword of flesh and copper coins, blocking his path.
"Hmm? What's this?" No sooner had he spoken than Gao Zhijian's slender body twisted sharply, evading a spine sword thrusting toward him.
Dice looked down and saw a familiar face—Zhuge Yuan, holding the spine sword single-handedly and staring up at him.
Zhuge Yuan flung the sword violently, stepping left foot over right as he charged at Dice with grim resolve. "Brother Li, hold on! I'm here to help!"
Li Huowang, his skull beginning to crack, knelt in pain on the ground. But at that familiar voice, he broke into a grin.
Li Sui's tentacles propped him back up. Clutching the purple-tasseled sword in one hand, he rushed toward Dice.
Due to the dragon vein's unique nature, Li Huowang could only fight Gao Zhijian hand-to-hand. The two were locked in a stalemate. But against the Sitian Supervisor, Danyangzi, Zhuge Yuan, and Li Huowang's combined assault, even Dice's prowess left him with dwindling room to maneuver.
Just as Gao Zhijian seemed about to be subdued, a sharp Miao dao burst through Li Huowang's chest with a squelch.
Whoosh! A spearhead made from a bloody dragon horn stabbed into Danyangzi and flung him upward. Danyangzi's horrifying form instantly crumbled and vanished.
With two down, the pressure on Gao Zhijian eased dramatically.
"Impossible! Who could get this close to me now!" Li Huowang spat a mouthful of blood and twisted around, spotting a soldier clad in bloodstained dragon-scale armor.
Those weren't iron dragon scales—for getting close to Li Huowang, they were real dragon scales plucked from past emperors!
The Miao dao in his hand was no ordinary weapon either; it was forged from dragon bone!
"Hahaha! I knew you'd try to capture the king first! Don't think being a deranged heart elemental leaves you untouchable—I've got plenty of ways to deal with you!"
One after another, soldiers in dragon-scale armor emerged from the ranks nearby, closing in on Li Huowang. Twenty in total, all ignoring his cultivation abilities entirely. The situation flipped in an instant.
"You're crazily scattering the dragon vein's fortune like this! Have you lost your mind!" The Sitian Supervisor's voice trembled with fury, as if beholding something terrifying.
"So what? The sky's falling anyway—early or late makes no difference. Hell, I wish it'd come sooner, save us the slow wait."
With that, he raked his dragon claw across the emperor beneath him, peeling off huge swaths of dragon scales. A crack like shattered glass split the sky.
"Kill them! The imperial house and military families are one. If I prosper, so do you!"
As the dragon-armored generals closed in, Li Huowang—his mind nearly splitting—faced certain death.
He glanced at the Sitian Supervisor, who was fully occupied pinning Dice down, with no time for him.
"I... I need a way... some way!" Li Huowang's gaze suddenly shifted to Shangguan Yuting nearby, and her head full of eyes.
He grabbed her and bit down, swallowing an eyeball. "Any way to deal with Dice now? I need to find a method!"
Though a third eye appeared on his forehead as before, it showed no reaction like when tracking Dice previously. Back then, Dice was just Sitting Oblivion Dao; now, he was the dragon vein.
Unwilling to give up, ignoring Shangguan Yuting's screams, Li Huowang gulped down eye after eye from her head. The third eye on his forehead grew ever brighter.
Li Huowang kept pressing, but the soldiers ignored him. As a dragon-armored soldier barked, “Form ranks—Wild Goose formation, straight!”, the twenty men surged toward him in tight formation.
A whistling arose as a dragon-horn halberd sliced diagonally upward from below toward Li Huowang.
But at the moment of impact, long white water sleeves descended from above, wrapping the curved sword and yanking it aside, blocking the strike for Li Huowang.
All the soldiers looked up to see lotus-shaped Kongming lanterns hovering in the air.
Bai Lingmiao led a group of White Lotus disciples plummeting from the sky, encircling Li Huowang protectively.
These White Lotus disciples were clearly different. They all wore lantern pants, bare-chested or wrapped only in belly bands embroidered with sequins and beads.
Their eyes half-lidded, expressions solemn and stern, cheeks pierced by sharp copper needles adorned with talismans.
Most strikingly, each had a white donkey tattooed on their back, each with distinct expressions.