Chapter 277
Chapter 277
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: [Unnumbered]
Chapter Title: Tearing the True Dragon
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"You—you stay back!"
Watching Lu Yang saunter toward her, Sui Ling's face twisted in shock and fury. Recalling the infamous reputation of this "Yuantu," she instinctively clamped her thighs together.
But Lu Yang had no intention of bandying words with her.
With a hand seal and a point, the Calamity Wave behind him transformed into a blazing sword light that streaked forth, slashing straight at the dragon maiden.
Sui Ling gritted her teeth and reverted to human form—her true body was far too massive, little more than a sitting duck for flying swords. She then produced a luminous pearl, raising it overhead. Countless moonbeams cascaded down like a splendid canopy, enveloping her securely beneath.
This was the Moon Tassel Pearl, a gift from Tian Qiu.
The moonbeams appeared ethereal and frail, yet they were impregnable as fortified steel. For the moment, they truly withstood the Calamity Wave's strike, sparks erupting in all directions.
At the sight, Sui Ling blinked in surprise before joy lit her features.
"So that's how it is—you can't strike a second one!"
She had been terrified moments ago, convinced every sword from Lu Yang matched that caliber, nearly mistaking the approaching figure for a grand Perfected Being of the Primal Saint Sect.
Lu Yang merely sneered coldly. That prior strike had not been casual; it invoked the fourth wondrous aspect of the Calamity Wave—Proclaiming Might—bolstered by his vast magic power and charged over time. Replicating it anytime soon was impossible.
But what of it?
"Fellow Daoist, do you truly believe I need that sword to slay you?"
As Lu Yang spoke, his hand seals shifted. The lone blazing sword light abruptly split, flickering to multiply into over a hundred rays.
Lost Harmony Magnetism!
This divine ability was meant for his mid-stage completion, the very purpose of his journey to Primordial Magnetism Divine Mountain—yet he had manifested it early.
In a flash, each splintered sword light generated an uncanny magnetism, becoming streams of Primordial Magnetism Separation and Union Divine Lights that sundered the five elements. With a mere sweep across Sui Ling's Moon Tassel Pearl, they stripped away its countless moonbeams like shelling an egg.
Sui Ling recoiled in horror and hastily invoked her divine ability.
Heavenly River Maw!
The next instant, a dragon head materialized from her spell, inhaling fiercely at Lu Yang's sword lights and swallowing them whole.
The same divine ability varied by cultivator and attainment.
Sui Ying's Heavenly River Maw projected an offensive heavenly river, but Sui Ling wielded it as a suppressive seal.
In her scheme, the sword lights, once ingested, would drown in her inner heavenly river—embodying "water chills metal"—countering metallic sword qi. No matter its marvels, the magic sword would corrode, reduced to scrap in moments.
Yet the next instant, Sui Ling's expression shifted.
For Lu Yang's magic swords, engulfed by her Heavenly River Maw, showed no corrosion—instead growing more frenzied.
They rampaged in her gut, darting every which way.
Sui Ling's abdomen twisted in agony until a sword tip burst through her flesh, forcing her to rear back her neck in a piercing howl.
"Roar—!"
The tender maiden, run through by Lu Yang's magic sword, vanished. In her place plunged a colossal true dragon toward the sea.
She was fleeing.
Lu Yang merely smiled.
"Think you can escape?"
As he spoke, clusters of profound fire erupted behind him, flames roaring as they outlined a towering illusory form: three heads, six arms, green-faced with fangs.
The apparition stepped forward, solidifying in a blink. Profound fire haloed its heads, myriad rings gleaming. Its six arms clamped the dragon's necks, vitals, spine, and tail—pinning her rigidly midair.
Dry Heaven All-Encompassing Myriad Phenomena Dharma Body!
Lu Yang's first unleashing of this second-grade true merit since mastering it proved peerlessly ferocious, brute force subduing the true dragon.
Lu Yang then gathered qi in his dantian and thundered:
"Freeze!"
Dharma body wonder: Dry Heaven!
Innate divine ability: Illumination!
Merged, it manifested words as law. Sui Ling's thrashing dragon form froze solid.
Almost simultaneously, Lu Yang's dharma body wrenched its arms apart.
Rip!
Flesh tore with the sound. Six arms yanked in diverging directions, shredding Sui Ling into six chunks on the spot.
"Ah!"
The torment of her true form's ruin drew a shriek from Sui Ling. Undaunted, dragon scales shattered next instant in a cataclysmic blood burst. Decisively, she detonated her entire body, shielding her soul's luminous flight toward the sea for a water escape.
Simultaneously, Lu Yang's dharma body opened its eyes.
Total Seizure!
This dharma wonder seized souls and minds, soul-counter supreme. It gaped wide and inhaled remotely at Sui Ling's soul.
Whoosh!
Sui Ling's mind reeled in haze. Body-less, her soul was mayfly-fragile; terror now flooded her.
'He's going to kill me!? He dares!?'
Sui Ying aside—he'd ventured inland, beyond reach.
But here, before Four Seas Gate! Dragon Palace loomed, and she a true dragon noble—yet Lu Yang struck under its gaze?
"Wait—wait..."
Fearing his ignorance, Sui Ling cried to explain. Lu Yang offered no quarter—his vast hand crashed down.
Boom!
The world hushed. Lingering demon soldiers and cornered Buddhist cultivators looked up: Lu Yang towered in the heavens, dharma blazing, clutching a mountain-vast true dragon corpse, lifeless.
"...Dead?"
Among the Buddhist cultivators, Hui Ku gaped incredulously.
"A mid-Foundation true dragon... torn apart alive by that fiend?"
Composure returned swiftly, tinged with thrill.
"Good, good, good. Didn't expect such a savage dharma body. He belongs in our Pure Land—to scour that malice clean for true fruition."
Rumble!
Thunderous afar: dragon roar seethed with wrath rolling in.
"Fiend... you've bullied dragons overfar!"
A hearty laugh drowned it.
"Fellow Daoist, why rush? Our bout's unfinished!"
Suo Huan.
This six-century overseas lurker, outer-realm grand Perfected Being, honored his vow—blocking late and perfected Foundation greats for Lu Yang.
Merely the prelude.
Lu Yang recalled his dharma body, produced the Ten Thousand Spirits Returning to Ruins Banner, stuffed Sui Ling's corpse inside, circulated mana briefly, then shook it lightly.
Out stepped Sui Ling, unscathed in human guise, bowing deferentially to Lu Yang. Prior hatred and rage? Erased utterly—boundless loyalty remained.
"Sui Ling greets Master."
Not just her.
The seven early-Foundation demons he'd one-sword slain—their mangled husks, souls, true spirits—all bagged in the banner.
Only then did Lu Yang descend calmly to Primordial Magnetism Divine Mountain, banner in hand.
Sui Ling slain, 470,000-demon array shattered—yet tension gripped him.
Overseas demons were mere sideshows. True coveters of his life and cultivation lurked, biding time.
"Waiting for my breakthrough."
Refining Heavenly Gang Earthly Fiends, forging divine abilities demanded serenity—no quarter given now.
Start, and ambushers pounced.
Refuse, and deadlock endured.
'Pure Land, Dao Court, Sword Pavilion... all eyeing me as prime cuts. Primal Saint Sect deems me expendable.'
Even her slaying and the demons' pleased the powers.
'Soon, regret.'
Seven early Foundation, one mid.
Plus banner's prior Chen Xin'an—cauldron girl feigning Foundation aside—he now held nine Foundation banner spirits!
Thus musing, Lu Yang sneered, sat unhesitating beneath the Ten Thousand Spirits Returning to Ruins Banner, and began refining the Heavenly Gang Earthly Fiends.