Li Qingshan’s eyes suddenly narrowed as he roared out, “Get back here!”
With the Force Field of the Earth at full strength, he caught the mid-air Si Long instantly and dragged him back viciously.
Li Qingshan immediately sensed that something was amiss. Not only did he put up no resistance, but he even moved with startling speed, basically hurtling towards him like a meteor.
Li Qingshan only had enough time to raise his arms and assume a defensive stance when a great force collided against him.
With a crack, his arms snapped at the same time. A good portion of his body became embedded in the rock.
It was basically similar to when he descended from above to smash through the Sovereign Dragon King. It was truly a taste of his own medicine.
Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, only to see a bloodied, humanoid figure radiating with a sense of dominance. It gazed down on Li Qingshan with a pair of golden dragon eyes, which did not contain any fury or hatred anymore. All it possessed was the coldness of gold, enough to withstand the scorching of fire.
The surroundings dimmed.
Boom!
Si Long had been sent flying while his chest caved in deeply as a spinning rock pressed against it. His back arched up, almost having been forcefully pierced by the stone.
As it turned out, Rāhu Xiaoming had already drawn his slingshot the moment Si Long began to move, locking onto him firmly as if he had been anticipating his counterattack the entire time. He struck decisively the moment he collided against Li Qingshan.
However, there was no joy in Rāhu Xiaoming’s eyes. He had noticed that Si Long’s chest shone with golden light. Those were golden dragon scales, spreading across his body rapidly like glistening ripples, covering him completely in the blink of an eye. A pair of dragon horns jutted out from his forehead, manifesting with his bloodline of the true dragon that was unique in this world.
Xiao An chanted away as the Trisepultural Robes swelled in the air, reaching several hundred metres across and blanketing over Si Long.
Si Long’s figure twisted in the air, spreading his hands that turned into dragon claws. He swung them at Xiao An.
The entire movement was like a dragon extending its claws out of a cloud. It did not create a disturbance, nor did it exhibit any sharpness, but it did contain endless wonders.
Li Qingshan’s face changed drastically. He also extended his hand. “The Ape Demon Locks the Space!”
Si Long’s figure halted, but the dragon claw had already arrived.
With a great rumble, a crater several hundred metres across suddenly appeared where Xiao An was standing. A large portion of the rock had basically been ground down to dust. There was not even any rubble that shot out. There was only swelling and expanding white dust.
Gu Yanying rose up in the air with Xiao An, only to see a clear mark left on the top of the mountain. A sliver of shock also flashed across her face. Was this Si Long’s true strength?
The entire clash occurred in a split second, from Si Long rising up into the air to Gu Yanying saving Xiao An. It only took the blink of an eye, yet it contained great danger.
Si Long spread his arms and raised his head. “I am the son of the heavens, the sovereign of the nine provinces!”
His voice thrummed like metal, echoing through the surroundings. Noise and ruckus began to rise up in the distant surroundings, like all the living creatures of this world answering to him.
With that, the will of the heavens shifted. Everything changed in response.
The severed Heaven Climbing Vine connected with the Human realm again through space.
The Trisepultural Robes were inflated by the surging dragon qi, unable to envelope him properly.
“Qingshan, we can’t give him any opportunity to catch his breath!” Rāhu Xiaoming said.
He drew his slingshot again and aimed at Si Long in the air befores suddenly leaping up. Multiple vines erupted from beneath him, almost piercing the sole of his feet.
Mid-air, countless more vines emerged from the space there, winding towards him and sealing off all paths of retreat immediately. It was vastly different from when it was under no one’s control earlier.
Rāhu Xiaoming was the son of an asura god, so he did not fear the Heaven Climbing Vine like regular great cultivators. Even if he were caught, it would not pose any lethal threat on him, but he could not just allow the Heaven Climbing Vine to devour his essence. In a situation like that, he would not be able to threaten Si Long at all.
Si Long had already obtained part of the control over the Heaven Climbing Vine from Qian Rongzhi. Once he devoured her and regained the will of the heavens completely, there would only be one possible outcome for this battle. Now, apart from Li Qingshan, no one could directly withstand Si Long’s attacks, not even him.
“And I am he who slays dragons!” Li Qingshan roared madly.
A blood-red slash shot up into the sky, challenging the dignity of the sovereign.
“Forging the Nine Provinces!”
With a thought, the eight cauldrons moved together, swelling as they rose up into the air. They surrounded him like a fortress of metal.
Li Qingshan only noticed the gap left by the missing Frost Province cauldron. Becoming one with the blade, he killed his way into the fortress, except Si Long was nowhere to be seen. The eight cauldrons crushed towards him like eight mountains.
Xiao An’s eyes roared with flames. She moved her fingers again and again while powering the Immortal Relinquished sword, the Skull Prayer Beads, and the Trisepultural Robes at the same time.
The Immortal Relinquished sword erupted with sword qi, slicing towards the Heaven Climbing Vine again.
The Skull Prayer Beads dispersed before gathering together again, assembling the Skeleton Demon Formation.
The Trisepultural Robes played the most important role. This was the first time she had used it, so she was not certain about its effects, but she trusted the judgement of the enemy. If it posed no threat, it was completely possible for Si Long to simply continue with what he was doing before, fending off their combined attacks while devouring Qian Rongzhi’s soul nascence. He could have even bought some more time. He would not have immediately launched a counterattack.
At the same time, she tightened her grip around the Buddha Slaying sword and communicated with Gu Yanying, “If an opportunity arises, fly me over there.”
“Understood!” Gu Yanying nodded.
Si Long lured Li Qingshan into the encirclement of the eight cauldrons as he rose up alone. Reaching out conveniently, the Immortal Relinquished sword that slashed towards the Heaven Climbing Vine ended up in his hand. He said in praise, “A fine sword!”
Boom!
The cauldrons of the eight provinces shattered, resembling the furious bloom of a flower. There were a total of three colours. The centre possessed the sharpness of metal. The petals were crimson like blood, yet the edges were pitch-black like ink, completely composed of blade aura. It slashed apart all of the cauldrons.
The countless fragments of god seals shot off into the surroundings before merging with the world again. The figures of mountains, rivers, and lakes appeared in the air. The peaks were lofty as the rivers raged on. The feeling they gave off was even more realistic than actual mountains and rivers.
Si Long sucked in a deep breath and raised the Immortal Relinquished sword high into the air. Dragon qi gathered in the palm of his hand.
“The Son of Heaven’s Sword of the True Dragon, Pacifying the World!”
The golden light from the sword reached three hundred metres long, causing even the mountains and rivers to dim. The sounds and voices of the living creatures rose up in the surroundings like a tsunami. Even the unruly Immortal Relinquished sword was unable to put up any resistance.
At that very moment, he was the great lord of the world. Everything beneath the heavens was his land. Everything within his land was his subject.
All the living creatures were his subjects. When the lord wanted his subjects to die, they had to die. Li Qingshan was no exception either.
The intangible will of the heavens and the will of the living creatures all gathered in that sword, slashing towards Li Qingshan along a trajectory that abided to the ancient principle.
The flower wilted after blooming. Li Qingshan had just broken out from the encirclement of the cauldrons. His daemon qi was temporarily drained, and he was riddled with openings. As he gazed at the undodgeable and unstoppable son of heaven’s sword, he was like a madman at the end of his path. There were no lucky breaks left for him.
He let out a mad laughter and unleashed the Frenzy of the Tiger Demon. The tiger stripes stretched over his forehead as his blood bubbled. The demonic figure of Mahe?vara manifested behind him, swinging his blade to receive the attack with an indomitable spirit.
The blade was not endowed by any other external force. All it bore was the resolute will to fight to the very death, without any fear of the heavens, without any fear of the will of the people. It was a common man’s blade.
The blade and the sword, the common man and the son of heaven, the inferior and the superior, clashed together!
