Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 416: Candle Wushang

"Fellow Daoist Xue Ming, why don't you admit defeat? If you believe you still have the strength to fight, I, Nie, will naturally accompany you to the end." Nie Zhaonan smiled faintly. His smile was relaxed, but in Xue Ming's eyes, it was very hateful.

"I lost." Xue Ming gritted his teeth and spat out these words.

As the words fell, Xue Ming retracted the flag in his hand and removed the blood-red sea of ​​fire around him, and the space here suddenly became clear.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zhaonan just smiled faintly, without any move, the flying swords circled down on their own and disappeared into the sleeves like swimming fish. The Lingbao Yulei Ji also flashed a silver light and fell into his hand, which he put away.

The winner was decided, and the misty light curtain covering the two of them dissipated and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the monks watching the battle around the square were all stunned, their eyes fixed on the dark black-robed figure in the center, lost in thought.

"Xue Ming is a dragon, not an ordinary Void Refining cultivator. Even so, this young friend still won. This is really incredible."

"What's so hard to accept? Although this young friend's strength is amazing, he is still far inferior to the True Dragon of the same level."

"How can a human cultivator compare to a true spirit with a true dragon body? Even a true dragon at the Spiritualization Stage can withstand top-level spiritual treasures with its dragon body, which is absolutely an existence that ordinary cultivators are helpless against."

“Xue Ming actually lost! Although friend Nie is proficient in Thunder Escape and caught the opponent by surprise, the fact that even Xue Ming, who was in the Void Refinement Stage, was almost unable to react shows the exquisiteness of his Thunder Escape Technique.” Seeing Nie Zhaonan retracting his pair of green wings and flying over, Shopkeeper Wang couldn't help but admire him.

He had previously guessed that Nie Zhaonan had some chance of winning, but he never expected him to win so easily, as if he had not even used his full strength.

"Friend Nie, here is your jade slip." Nodding at Nie Zhaonan, Xue Ming flipped his palm without hesitation, and the jade slip containing the information about 'Kuishui Divine Thunder' appeared in his hand, and then he threw it to the other party.

Nie Zhaonan stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade slip out of thin air. At the same time, he released a ray of spiritual consciousness and immersed it into it.

"True Dragon's Treasure House?"

In a moment, Nie Zhaonan collected his spiritual sense and the jade slip, recalled the information he had found, and frowned.

There were only four words "True Dragon Treasure House" in the jade slip, without any further explanation.

However, there is no need to explain it too clearly. Just from the literal meaning, Nie Zhaonan can guess that the 'Kuishui Divine Thunder' is probably in the treasure house of the True Dragon Clan.

"True Dragon Treasury? It's actually there. No wonder Xue Ming is so sure that there must be 'Sunflower Water Divine Thunder'." A trace of surprise flashed across Jin Ling's face, and he nodded in realization, "Xue Ming really got a great advantage this time. He won't suffer any loss even if he loses."

These words made Xue Ming, who did not leave immediately but was still refining healing pills on the spot, look red and he almost vomited blood in anger.

"Damn it! I was careless for a moment and underestimated this guy named Nie. Otherwise, when the magical power of 'Burning the Sky and Boiling the Sea' was used, how could he resist it!" Xue Ming was full of dissatisfaction as he had full confidence in the power of his own magical powers.

"True Dragon Treasure House, what kind of place is that?" Just by hearing such a big name, Bing Feng knew that the True Dragon Treasure House was unusual, so she asked at the right time.

Jin Ling nodded slightly and said slowly:
"The True Dragon Treasury, as the name suggests, is a treasury built by the True Dragon clan. This treasury has existed for countless years. Even the True Dragons don't know exactly when the True Dragon Treasury was built. They only vaguely know that it was built before they lost contact with the fairy world."

"The various treasures inside, even the worst ones, can easily make the combined cultivators excited. There are even mysterious items and immortal world secrets."

"However, with my level of cultivation, it is almost impossible to obtain the treasures in the True Dragon Treasury."

Jin Ling sighed slightly, his tone quite regretful.

"What are the conditions?" Nie Zhaonan asked with an idea in his mind.

Jin Ling explained patiently:

"As long as the True Dragons have rare and precious things, they can naturally enter the treasury at any time to exchange for treasures of equal value. But we are not True Dragons, so of course we have to pay half the price extra. Treasures that can attract the hearts of fusion cultivators are rare in themselves, not to mention that we have to pay half the price extra. Even if we have ordinary celestial treasures, outsiders are not qualified to enter the True Dragon Treasure House."

Shopkeeper Wang shook his head and said with a smile:
"It is very difficult for us to enter the True Dragon Treasury, but it is very easy for Little Friend Nie. The 'Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder' contained in the Golden Thunder Bamboo is very famous, and is even known as the 'Yi Wood Divine Thunder' in the world of immortal cultivation. In the eyes of the True Dragons, the rarity of the Golden Thunder Bamboo is definitely higher than that of ordinary celestial treasures."

"However, as Fairy Jin Ling said, for outsiders like us, if we want to exchange a piece of Golden Thunder Bamboo for a 'Sunflower Water Divine Thunder' of equal value, the value is still half."

Hearing his tone of pity, Nie Zhaonan remained expressionless, but an idea suddenly occurred to him, "I have the soul of a true dragon. Elder Yuan said that I am half a true dragon. I don't know if it will work."

"Don't dream of entering the True Dragon's Treasury." Xue Ming sneered coldly, and then he moved to leave this place, but suddenly he paused and looked to the side.

A man with red horns on his head and walking like a dragon and a tiger walked out from the crowd. He was only at the Spirit Transformation Stage, but he made the crowd of Void Refining cultivators who were watching the fun retreat to the sides and make way for him.

This was actually a young man from the True Dragon Clan, who looked to be in his early twenties.

"Xue Ming, you actually lost?" The young man from the True Dragon clan glanced at the weak Xue Ming, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master!" Xue Ming dropped from the sky and bowed to the young man, "I have brought shame to you, Young Master."

"Being able to defeat you means I have some strength." Without paying attention to Xue Ming, the young man from the True Dragon Clan turned his head and stared at Nie Zhaonan, his excitement undisguised.

"His name is Zhu Wushang, the biological son of Elder Zhuhuo, and Xue Ming is his bodyguard." Jin Ling whispered.

Listening to the voice beside him, Nie Zhaonan nodded slightly.

"Human cultivator, your name is Nie Zhaonan, right? You are quite powerful to be able to defeat Xue Ming. Our cultivation is at the same level, so how about a competition?" Zhu Wushang did not hide his purpose at all, he just stared at Nie Zhaonan with fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, you are joking. You are a true dragon, and I admit that I am far inferior to you in strength. I am no match for you." Nie Zhaonan shook his head and politely refused.

It would be fine if Xue Ming was just a dragon, but he is not so unwise as to provoke someone from the True Dragon Clan in the True Dragon Realm.

"Alas, Brother Nie, why are you so modest? Although you have never used the body refining technique, how could you escape my sharp eyes. When it comes to the physical body, the true dragon is particularly sensitive. Brother Nie's body refining technique has reached the pinnacle of this realm, and the strength of your physical body is truly astonishing." Zhu Wushang sighed and marveled.

As a real dragon with a strong body, his understanding of body refining is undoubtedly extremely amazing. Nie Zhaonan could see that Zhu Wushang had not used any magical powers from beginning to end, but he could tell with his naked eyes that he had a high level of body refining skills, which really surprised him.

"With my limited skills, I won't humiliate myself." Nie Zhaonan shook his head. He didn't have the habit of fighting a big battle with others without getting any benefits.

"You've rejected me again and again. Don't you take me seriously?" Zhu Wushang's eyes suddenly stood up and stared at Nie Zhaonan.

At this time, Jin Ling stepped forward and said:

"Lord Wushang, Fellow Daoist Nie is my young lady's guest, and Elder Yuan also thinks highly of Fellow Daoist Nie."

"Elder Yuan actually values ​​him! So we can't miss this opportunity. Don't worry, I will stop in time and won't hurt him." Zhu Wushang's eyes became more and more excited. He stretched out his hand without any fluctuation of magic power and struck out without thinking.

A huge red palm appeared in the air, and then without hesitation, it slapped down towards Nie Zhaonan and the other two below.

After striking out with his palm, Zhu Wushang didn't even look at him again. He just moved his shoulders and appeared in the center of the square, standing in the air, waiting silently.

Being attacked suddenly and rudely, although it was just a casual blow, anyone could see that it was a provocation. Nie Zhaonan's face darkened, and he shook his sleeves. Dozens of feet of golden sword energy shot out, and the sword energy was so powerful that it cut off the red palm.

With a cold snort, Nie Zhaonan stomped his foot, rushed up, and looked from afar at Zhu Wushang who was smiling across from him.

Even a clay man would have some temper, let alone being bullied. Nie Zhaonan naturally couldn't tolerate it, so he took the opportunity to test Zhu Wushang's strength.

When the two of them appeared in the center of the square, a misty white light curtain suddenly emerged, covering the two of them tightly.

"Since fellow Daoist is unwilling to accept the challenge, I have no choice but to resort to this last resort. Please don't mind." Glancing at the misty light curtain, Zhu Wushang said with a faint smile.

"I am also very curious. You are so arrogant. How much strength do you have?" Nie Zhaonan looked indifferent, but he was no longer polite.

"That would be great. Show us your full strength. I also want to see what's so special about this human cultivator that Elder Yuan values ​​so highly."

Elder Yuan is an existence with even higher cultivation than his father, and he is also one of the top fortune-telling masters in the clan. Zhu Wushang is full of expectations for this battle.

As soon as he finished speaking, without giving Nie Zhaonan a chance to prepare, Zhu Wushang raised his head, let out a dragon roar, and then disappeared in a flash.

As soon as he heard the sound, Nie Zhaonan suddenly felt a loud buzzing sound in his consciousness, and then his whole body shook several times as if it was electrocuted, and his body became a little unstable.

Nie Zhaonan's expression remained unchanged. The divine wooden robe on the surface of his Nascent Soul body began to move on its own. A cool feeling rushed into his mind, and everything returned to normal in an instant. At the same time, a layer of green, white, and black clothes emerged on his body.

"The spiritual attack is far inferior to that of the three-headed owl." Nie Zhaonan commented secretly, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he punched the air in front of him without hesitation. The crystal fist emitted five-colored light, which was extremely gorgeous.

Just as the punch was about to miss, the space fluctuated, and a white crack suddenly appeared. A giant fist covered with red scales smashed out from the space crack.

After a loud "bang", the huge red fist that was bigger than an ordinary person's head was knocked back and disappeared into the space crack. The white space crack was also closed again.

The void on one side fluctuated, and Zhu Wushang emerged intact, staring at Nie Zhaonan's retracted fist with fiery eyes, and asked curiously:

"What kind of physical training method are you practicing? Why do you have such great strength? It's even greater than mine."

"My tremendous strength is mostly due to the consumption of rare treasures, and has little to do with the martial arts I practice." Although his fist was a little painful, Nie Zhaonan's expression was as calm as water.

Because he had refined countless dragon scale fruits, his enormous strength naturally exceeded his own physical cultivation level, and was even stronger than Zhu Wushang.

But it was a real dragon after all, and the dragon scales of a real dragon had extremely strong defense. Although Zhu Wushang was repelled by this attack, Nie Zhaonan suffered minor injuries and was at a disadvantage.

"So that's it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Wushang appeared again like a ghost, and then turned into a faint red shadow and pounced out.

As soon as the pair of red dragon claws touched the three-color light curtain formed by the sacred wood treasure robe, they penetrated into it without any hindrance.

Before it reached him, the sharp claws pierced Nie Zhaonan's skin, causing pain as if it were being pricked by needles.

Although the Divine Wood Treasure Robe is powerful, it is ultimately just a treasure of wood attribute. In terms of defense alone, it is not strong enough to block the claws of a real dragon at all.

Just when a strange light flashed in Zhu Wushang's pair of upright eyes and he thought that he had succeeded in his attack.

Suddenly, two golden fists mysteriously appeared in front of the red dragon claw, emitting five-colored light, and struck head-on without any mercy.

Nie Zhaonan has pushed the Ming Wang Jue and Baihua Wangshu Jue, as well as his tremendous strength, to the extreme.

After two loud "bangs", as soon as the golden fist and the red dragon claw came into contact, two figures were thrown backwards together.

Zhu Wushang stepped on the void, the space trembled, and illusory and transparent footprints suddenly appeared and disappeared in an instant. He forcibly resisted the huge force coming from the dragon's claws, but he was not injured at all.

"Good! Good!" With an excited roar, Zhu Wushang turned into a ray of red light and rushed forward in a flash.

On the other side, Nie Zhaonan, who left an arc of light in the air and emitted a five-colored halo, was like a god descending to the earth, but at this moment he was secretly groaning in his heart.

The claws of a real dragon are so sharp that even ordinary spiritual treasures are far inferior to them. Even though he tried his best to avoid its sharpness in the collision, faint bloodstains could still be seen on his fists, with light golden blood flowing.

However, with the improvement of Nie Zhaonan's physical strength and magic power, the fist began to glow, the bloodstains disappeared in an instant, and everything returned to normal.

(End of this chapter)