Chapter 236 – At Will
“It’s bro… broken…”
Zhong Yue let himself fell back freely and sat on the surface of the sea, staring vacantly at the copper lamp in his hands. Half of the Divine Wing Saber was in the lamp oil of the copper lamp while the lamp cover had closed. The other half of the Divine Wing Saber had disappeared into the black hole, taken away by the Kun Peng Race experts on the Wood Celestial Star.
The black hole started shrinking, while on the other end, Zhong Yue saw the ancestor spirit clutching the broken saint weapon, stomping with fury while the other Kun Peng Race magnates were also flying into a rage. Hurricanes and thunderbolts erupted out as if an apocalypse was happening.
“I’ve really broken it in half…”
Chills were sent down his spine continually. Zhong Yue murmured, “Is the Divine Wing Saber a saint weapon, or this tattered lamp a saint weapon? This copper lamp just chopped off the Divine Wing Saber like chopping tofu … Xin Huo, Xin Huo!”
However, Xin Huo did not answer, as the dimmed little flame was in a deep slumber.
“Little brat!”
From the disappearing black hole, an old and hoarse voice trembled the air while its tone was filled with anger, “I’ve remembered your face, no matter where you are or where you hide, the Kun Peng celestial race will find you, and slaughter you away mercilessly!
“To the nine firmaments of the heaven or the nine abysses of the hell, anywhere and everywhere, there will be no place for you!
“Even heaven itself can never protect you!
“Your death is inevitable!”
The sound waves billowed on the sea, Zhong Yue stood up and reclaimed the beast god inner core which was now only half of its usual size and tucked it into his forehead. He twitched his mouth and refuted, “Do you think you can scare me? If you are really that strong, then why don’t you all come over here from the Wood Celestial Star!”
Although he said so, his legs were still shivering. He was nearly dragged into the black hole and killed by the spatial power in the tunnel. Although he said that he was not scared, his body’s natural reaction was way more honest than his mouth.
On the Wood Celestial Star, the experts were shaking with fury. Zhong Yue kept the copper lamp and was about to leave, when suddenly, the voice of the Kun Peng Race ancestor spirit came into his ears again, it was now even hoarser than before. “Little brat, the Kun Peng Race will once again descend onto the Ancestral Star. As long as you have the other part of the Divine Wing Saber in your hands, you won’t be able to hide it from our senses. By then, we shall grant you an end that you could never ever imagine….”
The power of the ritual had depleted, and the black hole was completely shut.
Zhong Yue stopped down and pondered deeply, He is right, the Divine Wing Saber is the saint weapon of the Kun Peng Race, they can sense its whereabouts by worshipping it. If I can’t erase the markings of the Kun Peng Race on it, they will eventually find me. But how, how can I erase the markings left on a saint weapon by the Kun Peng Race’s god?
Zhong Yue felt the situation getting knotty, and he could imagine the scenario where he was hunted down by the Kun Peng Race experts in the future.
Let’s wait until until Xin Huo wakes up and ask him just exactly how can to wipe of the markings of a god. Meanwhile, I must leave this place now, the dragon race would have picked up the big movements from the competition for the Divine Wing Saber. If they decide to come over and scout things out, then it would be an issue for me to leave.
Zhong Yue put the copper lamp into his Yuan Shen secret realm and leapt into the sky from the sea surface. His body swayed, he surged out his psyche in the patterns of the Great Sun totem and formed the shining golden Golden Crow’s wings, and flew away!
Two thousand miles of icelands were crumbled away, glaciers were flowing everywhere on the surface of the sea, it was now left behind like wrecked ruins from the battles of gods!
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On the Wood Celestial Star, tempests and tidal waves stirred the sea vigorously, while thunders rumbled and lightnings struck continually in the clouds. The scene looked like there was a raging titan in the clouds roaring like the rumbling thunders and hurling the lightnings down into the vast sea like thunderbolts — it was truly magnificent!
“Dragon race! A gods-damned little brat of the dragon race!”
The Kun Peng Race magnates’ faces were somber and gloomy, even darker than the overcast sky and the dark sea. They all stared at the broken Divine Wing Saber in the hands of their ancestor’s spirit.
The great saint weapon of their race was now broken in half, with the second part being taken away by a little brat in a tattered lamp. Furthermore, it was that little brat who had broken their saint weapon in half by using the copper lamp.
If only they could strike out through the upper air lightning zone of the Wood Celestial Star, they would have headed over to the Ancestral Star, killed that brat off, and reclaimed their saint weapon already.
But now, despite their unearthly prowess, they still felt powerless. No one could ever pass through the upper air lightning zone without cultivating their Yuan Shen to the state of Pure Yang. They had clearly seen Zhong Yue’s face, but it was still useless to the situation at all.
Abruptly, the Kun Peng Race ancestor spirit said, “The totem pillars, connect to Sha Qishan!”
The other Kun Peng Race experts stirred themselves. The reason they could got in touch with Sha Qishan and instigated his rebellion to the dragon race was because that Sha Qishan had found a secret realm in the Eastern Sea. Inside it was a totem pillar of the Kun Peng Race. And when he venerated the totem pillar, the ancestor spirit who had just awakened in the Wood Celestial Star sensed it and connected them together.
The Sea King Sha Qishan had a wild ambition in his heart, he was strong, sly, cunning and shrewd. He had longed for the chance to destroy the dragon race and push them down from their thrones. The Kun Peng Race intended to reclaim their saint weapon and return to the Ancestral Star to slaughter their blood rivals, the dragon race, so it was only natural for both parties to cooperate.
And this time, the Kun Peng Race ancestor spirit would get in touch with Sha Qishan with the request to take down Zhong Yue!
“But what if Sha Qishan claimed the saint weapon for himself if he gets the other half? Hence, we must not let Sha Qishan hunt for that child himself, he can only be involved in the scouting work. Also, instruct him to build a new teleportation portal so that our experts can head over to kill that dragon brat and take back the saint weapon!”
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In the demonic land, Sha Qishan’s face changed slightly as he felt the call. He took out a totem pillar engraved with the totem patterns of the Kun Peng Race, a mixture of patterns of a mysterious bird and fish.
The Peng bird totem patterns were glimmering while projecting the image of the golden-winged who was calling him. “Sha Qishan, I have a mission for you — find this dragon and take him down. Prepare a teleportation array formation beforehand to receive the arrivals of my race’s experts!”
Sha Qishan’s appearance was incredibly sinister: a triangular face; pale-white complexion with his cheeks bearing fish gills; his mouth filled with huge and sharp serrated teeth. He smirked frigidly as he replied, “Prepare a teleportation array formation? How do you expect me to do it? Hundreds of thousands of my sea race armies were slaughtered mercilessly by the dragon race, the experts sent by your race are now nothing but a pile of dead meat! And now, the dragon race has been on my tail hunting after me, five magnates with five divine weapons! I can consider myself a strong cultivator just being able to survive for so long!”
“Don’t you worry, your losses will be covered by the Kun Peng Race.”
The golden-winged Peng bird was incredibly huge, there were godly rays around him while his voice was trembling, “The Kun Peng Race has left some treasures in your planet, I’ll tell you their locations and the ways to get to them. There, you can seek refuge from the hunting of the dragon race, and you can also prepare a teleportation portal easily to receive the experts of the Kun Peng Race!”
Sha Qishan was moved, he thought to himself, I’ve suffered a great loss like never before, all of my life’s work was lost, and all of my treasures were plundered by the dragon race. But if I can take the treasures left behind by the Kun Peng Race, there is a chance for me to rise again.
“And this little dragon, you must find him at all cost!”
The golden-winged Peng bird projected the image of “Long Yue” in mid-air and said, “Find him, and take him down, then wait for the arrival of my race’s experts.”
As Sha Qishan gazed at the image of “Long Yue”, he was puzzled, Why are they looking for this dragon? Who is he? What did he do that enraged the Kun Peng Race and made them hunt for him so urgently?
He knew nothing of Zhong Yue’s identity, nor did he know that Zhong Yue had stirred up a surge of commotion in the dragon race with the identity of “Long Yue”. Although Zhong Yue was famous in both the East Barren and West Barren, he was not renowned in the Eastern Sea.
“This is not something you should ask about. All you have to know is that you are instructed to find him and prepare the teleportation portal.”
The golden-winged Peng bird then showed him the location of the Kun Peng Race stashes left behind and the ways to get to them before disappearing. Sha Qishan sneered coldly and kept the totem pillar, a blurred expression climbed on his sinister face, making him looking evenmore nefarious as he murmured, “There must be a secret that made the Kun Peng Race look for him so eagerly, a kind of secret that they even want hide it away from me? Hei-hei, they are using my strength on this planet, while I also need to use them to take down the dragon race. Without the Kun Peng Race, it’ll be nearly impossible for me to be the overlord of the vast sea. But now, even my life is at stake, I’d better get to the treasure vaults and shake off the five hunting dogs behind me. Then I will find and check out this dragon. I’ll find out why the Kun Peng Race values him so greatly!”
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Meanwhile, Zhong Yue was flying above the sea, ignorant of the pursuit ordered by the Kun Peng Race of Sha Qishan, a magnate cultivator. However, Sha Qishan wasn’t even able to keep himself alive for now, hiding all around the corners of the world in order to survive. He would not have the time to look for Zhong Yue, yet.
Even though I’ve gotten half of the Divine Wing Saber, I can’t use it at all.
Zhong Yue blinked his eyes as he thought in his heart, How strong is the prowess of the divine weapons, I would be crushed by its aura before I even get close to it. If I can’t use it, then it’ll just be a pure decoration. Not only that, but I’ve even fall afoul of the Kun Peng Celestial Race because of it. The gains are not in proportion with the losses. Even more, I can’t even take it out. Otherwise, if the Kun Peng Race worships it and summons it back, then all my efforts would be in vain … Oh yes! The golden feathery Peng sword I’ve refined!
His heart was beating quickly, he thought of the Peng feather he had nourished with his soul; the Divine Wing Saber was a thousand miles long, Even if the blade was folded in half, it would still be three hundred miles long or more!
Even if it was only half of the Divine Wing Saber, but it was still incredibly strong, he could not get close to it at all; but he could still use the golden feathery Peng sword he has refined on!
Before this, the golden feathery Peng sword was grievously damaged by the Sword Qi of the Coiling Dragon Sword, tattered and fragile. Once the Peng feather returned to the Divine Wing Saber, it had restored itself with the help of the Divine Wing Saber. It was now a flawless golden sword with full power!
Zhong Yue opened the copper lamp and looked down. The broken Divine Wing Saber was floating in the galaxy, appearing extremely small and fine. The portion of the Divine Wing Saber he had kept was the blade tip, taking nearly half of the blade, forty-some percent of the whole saber, while the Kun Peng Race had gotten the other fifty-some percent.
The Divine Wing Saber had been almost fully contained by the copper lamp, but the forceful yank of the Kun Peng Race ancestor spirit had pulled a huge part of the saber out from the copper lamp. Hence, Zhong Yue ended up keeping less than half of the saber.
But even if it was only forty-some percent, it was still appallingly strong. The tip of the blade could extended to four to six thousand miles, while it would remain over three hundred miles long at normal times.
Zhong Yue tried to sense the golden feathery Peng sword. Lucky for him, he could sense that little feather in the broken Divine Wing Saber. With a thought, he summoned the feather from the Divine Wing Saber and it flew out from the copper lamp, turning into a two hundred-foot long golden sword!
Zhong Yue was shocked. When he had bought this Peng feather from the dragon race’s Million Treasure Pavilion, it was only a dozen feet long, weak and fragile. Now, it had a whole new appearance, being two hundred feet in length!
Not only that, but the Peng feather glowed with saintly rays. It didn’t look like a feather at all, but more like a golden broadsword forged from divine ores!
However, grasping it in his hands, Zhong Yue found it to be extremely light, like a feather itself.
Zhong Yue then shook the golden sword, and instantly the golden featherly Peng sword emanated a surge of a terrifying strong godly aura. His skin exploded open right where the golden sword was in contact with his hand, leaving his palm gory with his own blood.
“En, the godly aura is too strong, if only it could be a little bit more reserved…”
Just when he thought about it, the goldy aura on the golden featherly Peng sword grew fainter. Zhong Yue was stunned, he thought that he had sensed wrongly, and murmured again, “If only the godly aura could be a little bit more reserved…”
Immediately, the godly aura of the golden feathery Peng feather grew fainter again.
