Page 785

"Master must not be impatient," Rong Feng analyzed, "the Primordial Demon Dragon has just escaped the Seal. It surely can’t restrain itself and will take action. It’s also afraid of being sealed by the Heavenly Court, so this time it will definitely be very careful."

Lan Xi, shaking her fan, felt that searching slowly was impractical; waiting like this was not an option, especially if that ancient Demon Dragon was too wretched and chose to hide without showing itself.

"So what should we do now? We can’t just settle down here, can we? We caused trouble as soon as we arrived; continuing to stay here would only invite more trouble."

Touching his chin, Mi Xi pondered for a moment and then said, "Junior sister, the only reason we’re in trouble is because your appearance is too eye-catching.

If we all alter our appearances slightly and become ordinary people to hide in their midst again, the moment the Demon Dragon shows itself, we’ll be ready to capture it altogether. "

After thinking it over, Lan Xi concluded that this was the only option for now.

Half a year later, Lan Xi and her companions wandered the streets and alleys daily.

The group’s ordinary appearance and attire did not cause any disturbance.

Finally unable to restrain itself, the Primordial Demon Dragon flew from its hidden valley into the bustling city.

That was a hundred-zhang-long Five-Clawed Dragon with a pitch-black body and shining silver scales.

The reason it was called a Demon Dragon wasn’t that it was black, but because its eyes were a bloodthirsty crimson color.

In its eyes was a miasma; a mere glance from an ordinary person would be influenced by its Demonic Qi, causing death by surging blood to the heart.

Suddenly the marketplace was enveloped in a dark mist, followed by hair-raising murderous intent that spread among the crowd.

Some humans who locked gazes with the Primordial Demon Dragon had already been overwhelmed by the Demonic Qi and collapsed on the spot.

Those who didn’t faint remained rooted to the spot in shock, unable to move at all.

Upon receiving the news, Lan Xi rushed over immediately.

Waving the fan in her hand, she swept away all the Demonic Qi from the street with dense Immortal Spirit Qi.

Afterward, she flew swiftly into the sky to intercept the path of the Primordial Demon Dragon.

"Evil beast, surrender immediately!" Lan Xi, holding the Goddess Sword, looked at the Primordial Demon Dragon with a stern gaze.

The opponent seemed surprised to encounter her here, and especially at such speed, and although it felt uncertain, it was not afraid.

"Back in the ancient times, there were many like you with Divinity.

However, not many actually ascended to godhood.

I have lived for millions of years, and although the Seal weakened some of my power, dealing with a young girl like you is easy.

I advise you to not stand in the way of my path to vengeance," the Primordial Demon Dragon coiled in the sky with its hundred-zhang body.

Each breath it exhaled carried a chilling air, causing an uncomfortable feeling in anyone who felt it.

So it seems, after being sealed for millions of years, it still hadn’t learned to repent.

"Path to vengeance?" Lan Xi didn’t understand, "You, a Divine Dragon, are seeking vengeance against humans who are defenseless. How did they offend you?"

The Primordial Demon Dragon laughed thunderously upon hearing Lan Xi’s words, "My enemies are not just humans, but also those self-righteous immortals. When I have killed all humans, I will not spare those in the heavens. The pain of being sealed for millions of years, even annihilating all wouldn’t be enough to appease my hatred! "

Its words were ice-cold, filled with hatred.

As if it was owed by the whole world.

"Your hatred is for humans from millions of years ago; the people now are innocent. If you continue in your delusion, I will not show you any mercy," Lan Xi released all her Spiritual Energy.

The white barrier that emerged around her and spanned a hundred meters in every direction sealed off the Primordial Demon Dragon’s path.

Seeing this, the Demon Dragon’s crimson eyes filled with astonishment as it murmured to itself, "The breath of life... impossible... the Goddess of Life could not have descendants..."

That tone was definitely one of doubt, not fear!

After all, Lan Xi had not yet received heaven’s recognition, and she did not possess the power of judgment, not a true goddess in the true sense.

While the Demon Dragon was startled, the Goddess Sword was already thrusting swiftly towards it.

Her speed was incredibly fast, leaving only a trailing afterimage in her wake.

Just as her sword was about to pierce the back of the Primordial Demon Dragon, the beast, as if having anticipated the attack, lashed out with a swift Divine Dragon tail whip, striking directly at the white protective shield beside the blue figure.

Instantly, the white protective shield shattered.

Lan Xi could only feel an apocalyptic force bearing down on her, sending her flying backwards.

At the crucial moment, she was caught around the waist from behind and steadied back into a standing position in the sky.

The one who had lent her a helping hand was Shaoqing.

Seeing another person appear, the Primordial Demon Dragon’s blood-red eyes emitted an endless chill, "Girl, you’re seeking your own death. Don’t blame me for being merciless."

"Roar roar roar!" The Primordial Demon Dragon let out a thunderous roar, the sound reverberating across the heavens like an avalanche, assaulting Lan Xi.

Lan Xi instinctively protected Shaoqing along with herself within the shield.

In an instant! She felt a surge of nausea in her chest, and she nearly fell to the ground.

Shaoqing too, tormented by the painful noise, twisted his face in agony, his lips turning slightly pale.

Compared to them, the common people on the ground were faring far worse; within a radius of a hundred li from the base of the Primordial Demon Dragon, all living beings had their meridians severed and died bleeding from their orifices.

As everyone struggled in their dying moments, a gale blew swiftly from afar.

Lan Xi opened her eyes in shock, only to see the tail of the Primordial Demon Dragon already at her side.

It was too late for her and Shaoqing to dodge; they were directly struck and sent flying by the tail.

Lan Xi thought she could hear the sound of her ribcage breaking. Holding onto Shaoqing, she used a powerful Spiritual Energy shield to barely stabilize themselves, preventing them from being thrown out and crashing into the dirt.

"Ah Qing, are you alright?" Midair, Lan Xi, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, gripped Shaoqing’s hand and looked at him worriedly.

"I’m fine!" Shaoqing gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then spoke with a grave expression, "It’s so fast, my teleportation couldn’t even avoid it."

"Yes, so we cannot choose to fight head-on. After all, it is a creature left behind from ancient times. We must split up; you need to be careful. If things go south, hide immediately," Lan Xi instructed.

Shaoqing raised his hand gently to wipe away the blood from her mouth, his eyes filled with a fierce resolve to kill.

The Primordial Demon Dragon coiled in the air, its suffocating Demonic Qi spreading incessantly, enveloping the heavens and earth in dark clouds and gusting winds.

At this moment, its eyes brimmed with an endless murderous intent, looking at Lan Xi as if she were already a dead woman.

In its heart, there was not a single creature in this world that could match it.

It was like a knife that could slay all with the ease of dusting off ash, claiming lives effortlessly the moment it was unsheathed.

First, it would annihilate the Mortal World, then it would go on to kill the immortals. It would grow ever stronger, unstoppable!

The Primordial Demon Dragon’s gaze locked onto Lan Xi, and all of a sudden, it charged at her like a sharp sword.

Seeing this, Shaoqing knew the situation was extremely dire.

He immediately brandished the Heavenly Sword in his hand, pursuing the Demon Dragon.

His target was the Demon Dragon’s back and crown.

At this moment, Lan Xi took out the Qiankun Gu, her face devoid of any panic.

Because she knew that panic served no purpose whatsoever.

The creature had been provoked by her, and today, it wouldn’t rest until it had killed her.

And she too would not turn back unless she subdued it.

The showdown had to happen right then and there.

She rapidly recited the spell, and the Qiankun Gu grew larger with each word she chanted, eventually expanding dozens of feet in height.