Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 490 Death
As he spoke, countless black clouds surged and rolled across his body, and his body instantly swelled, transforming into a true giant hundreds of feet tall.

At the same time, the jade fan in his hand swayed in the wind and expanded, transforming into a colossal object hundreds of feet in size.

The surface of the giant fan grew even greener, with countless large gold and silver runes flowing across it, and seven layers of dazzling light!
With a loud shout, Black Owl King bulged his arm muscles and swung the giant fan with one hand, transforming it into a sky-covering seven-colored radiance that pressed down on Nie Zhaonan and the other two opposite him.

After taking a deep breath, Master Tianluo shook his sleeves and released seven or eight treasures of different styles, which transformed into streaks of light or clusters of spiritual light, heading towards the seven-colored glow.

On the other hand, Gu Ling did something completely different.

A burst of light emanated from her yellow armor and surged wildly behind her.

With two hissing sounds, two giant wings, each several meters long, materialized behind it.

A burst of spiritual light rippled across the surface of the giant wings, and the long feathers on them shot out, merging into a giant sword that pierced towards the seven-colored light with astonishing momentum.

At the same time, the black scarf hummed softly in the void, and black staff shadows immediately appeared, protecting him.

The extremely pure spiritual power within Nie Zhaonan's body poured into the black veil like a flood.

The previously blurry staff shadows in the void, under the flash of spiritual light, all transformed into black streaks about a foot long, which rushed into the seven-colored glow.

Seeing the three's actions, Black Owl King sneered disdainfully and pointed at the jade fan with one hand.

A flash of black light appeared at his fingertips, and a wisp of black energy vanished in an instant, disappearing into the fan without a trace.

Suddenly, the giant fan hummed and transformed into a seven-colored radiance, its power and momentum becoming exceptionally astonishing.

Numerous treasures and supernatural powers struck it, but were rendered invisible as if they had been thrown into the sea.

In an instant, the immense spiritual pressure from the giant fan in the air, combined with the backlash, caused Tianluo Shangren and Gu Ling to turn pale and spit out a mouthful of blood essence.

Although Nie Zhaonan's expression remained unchanged, the strange black cloth in his hand shattered like porcelain with a 'crack'.

As they watched the seven-colored rays of light sweeping in, Tianluo Shangren and Gu Ling's expressions changed drastically. Just as they were about to mobilize all their magical power to fight again, their expressions turned extremely strange upon seeing the movement of the rays of light.

The seven-colored rays of light did not rush towards them, but instead suddenly converged along the way and then swept away to one side.

The target was none other than Nie Zhaonan, who was clad in silver scale armor and had not suffered any injuries.

After unleashing this attack, Black Owl King uttered a single, understated sentence:
"I never expected that among the three Nascent Soul cultivators, the strongest would be you, a cultivator who has only recently advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. Since your supernatural abilities are the greatest, I will send you on your way first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the already imposing seven-colored radiance suddenly twisted and turned into strands of dazzling black silk amidst the flashing light.

There were tens of thousands of them, and after they dispersed, they all vaguely disappeared into the void.

The next moment, the void around Nie Zhaonan rippled, and countless black threads silently appeared. As they intertwined and flickered, a giant black net suddenly formed and immediately shrank to a lightning-fast size.

"Black Owl King, you're far too confident." Nie Zhaonan's expression turned grim, but his voice remained calm, and his eyes showed no fear. Instead, he reached out with his five fingers to grab at the empty space in front of him, and a sword shadow appeared, its size fluctuating.

Black Owl King's eyes narrowed instantly.

The sword shadow was dark green and looked quite ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the entire sword shadow was formed by condensing green runes about an inch in size.

These runes are quite different from ordinary runes. Each one possesses a strange power, with faint golden lines visible on its surface. As they flicker slightly, they even distort and blur the surrounding void.

Centered on Nie Zhaonan, the primordial energy of the vast world poured into the rune like a funnel.

The sword shadow that was originally somewhat blurry in his hand quickly became clear and real at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Impossible, it's a Xuan Tian treasure!" Black Owl King was shocked, his face full of disbelief.

"The Xuan Tian Spirit-Slaying Sword! It really is the third-ranked Xuan Tian Spirit-Slaying Sword. I never expected that this Xuan Tian treasure would be in your hands, Fellow Daoist Nie!" After a few flashes of light in Gu Ling's eyes, a look of surprise appeared on his aged face.

"That's not right. Without a cultivation level of at least Mahayana, it's impossible to activate a Xuan Tian Treasure." Tianluo Shangren was surprised but full of doubt.

At this moment, Nie Zhaonan uttered an extremely obscure incantation, and the sword in his hand flashed with a dark light.

Then, an indescribable, immense sword intent surged forth from Nie Zhaonan's body. After a flash of dark green light, a phantom of a hundred-foot-long, towering sword shot into the sky from his arm.

Nie Zhaonan's figure was instantly enveloped by the illusory image of the dark green giant sword.

The moment the giant black net made contact with the phantom of the giant sword, it emitted a continuous, extremely dull sound, but it immediately disappeared into the blue light like snow melting in spring, unable to do anything to the misty blue sword shadow.

"Hahaha, the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword, it really is this treasure!" Upon seeing this, the Black Owl King was overjoyed, making no attempt to hide the greed in his eyes. However, his gaze soon fell on Tian Luo Shangren and Gu Ling.

"Not good!" The two exchanged a glance, both understanding that Black Owl King intended to kill them to silence them.

"Now that the Xuan Tian Treasure has appeared, I will no longer play with you two." The Black Owl King sneered coldly, his hundreds-of-feet-tall figure disappearing from the spot in a flash.

Just then, Tianluo Shangren and Gu Ling, who had just transformed into two streaks of light and fled for their lives, seemed to hear a whistling sound in their ears. The black shadow in front of them flashed and exploded into two clouds of blood mist.

The two Nascent Souls in the blood mist were about to merge with their natal magic weapons and escape again in a flash, but as soon as they made a move, they felt a heat in their heads and something suddenly popped out from between their eyebrows and stretched out a long part.

The nascent soul just stared blankly at the long, thin object in front of its eyes. It let out two sharp cries, and then suddenly lost all its strength. Its two small hands fell straight down, and it was silent forever.

Nie Zhaonan could see clearly from the side that the long, thumb-thick object was the Black Owl King's extended claw, and Tianluo Shangren and Gu Ling's nascent souls were impaled on it.

Black Owl King opened his mouth wide and inhaled, and the two clouds of blood mist in the air immediately disappeared into his mouth. He also rolled the two nascent souls into his mouth like skewers, chewed them a few times, and swallowed them directly.

Then, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. He slowly turned around and looked at Nie Zhaonan, saying in a way that was neither entirely truthful nor false, "The Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword is not something a mere Nascent Soul cultivator can control. Without the power of a Mahayana cultivator, how much of the Xuan Tian Treasure's power can you unleash? I'm afraid you can only borrow a fraction of its strength. You've seen the fate of your two companions. If you hand over the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword willingly, I might just let you return to the human race."

Nie Zhaonan snorted coldly, "Even if I hand it over, aren't you afraid that the news of this treasure being in your hands will spread? Enough of this nonsense. Having cultivated to this level, I don't believe you don't know the principle of silencing witnesses. Show me what methods you have. I want to see just how capable this Black Owl King, who's been hiding all this time, really is."

"Good, good, good!" Black Owl King laughed in anger, saying "good" three times in a row. Then, with a fierce shout, his already enormous body suddenly grew even larger, as if inflated like a balloon, and at the same time, he slashed his arm in the air in front of him.

Suddenly, an inexplicable and eerie fluctuation spread out.

"The power of laws," Nie Zhaonan murmured involuntarily.

"You know that much. Forcing me to use the power of laws, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, you already have reason to be proud." Black Owl King laughed wildly, and where his finger swept across, a strange black line suddenly appeared in the void.

With this boundary, the surrounding world was immediately and clearly divided into two sides: one side was as black as ink, and the other side was exceptionally clear!
Despite the immense force pressing down on him, Nie Zhaonan treated it as nothing. With a dark expression, he slapped the top of his head with one hand, and a silvery nascent soul flew out from it.

The nascent soul's face was unusually solemn, its features identical to Nie Zhaonan's. Around it, hundreds of five-colored divine lightning swords, each the size of a fine needle, swirled and danced.

With a single hand gesture, the Nascent Soul cultivator unleashed a powerful dragon roar from Nie Zhaonan's body. A ball of silver light shot out from within, and after a brief flash, it transformed into a true dragon dharma form thousands of feet in size.

Without hesitation, the Nascent Soul used its tiny hand to beckon!
Instantly, the enormous Dharma image above his head flashed and vanished into the Nascent Soul's body.

A roar!
A dazzling silver light erupted from the shimmering body of the nascent soul, and when the light subsided, Nie Zhaonan and the nascent soul vanished simultaneously, replaced by a lithe and agile figure.

The figure was covered in shimmering silver light, with its skin and face covered in a layer of silver scales. It also had a pair of short horns on its head and four sharp claws on its abdomen.

One of the claws held a dark green longsword surrounded by flying gold and silver runes.

"The body of a true dragon, though only seven or eight parts similar, is still quite extraordinary for a human cultivator. I had never even heard of it before. What is your relationship with the True Dragon Clan?" Black Owl King was greatly shocked, and after a closer look, he asked with a somewhat cautious tone.

"I am merely a human cultivator, but I have indeed received some opportunities from the True Dragon Clan." Nie Zhaonan, now a True Dragon, spoke with a voice that carried an awe-inspiring majesty.

"Very well, if I kill you like this, even if a real dragon comes knocking on my door, I will have something to show for it." Having received a satisfactory answer, the Black Owl King no longer hesitated. Without saying another word, he solemnly drew another circle.

Between the black and white world, a thunderclap sounded, and a giant black ring with a diameter of a thousand feet appeared out of thin air outside the true dragon's body. Then it shrank, tightly binding the true dragon's body like a torture device.

The dragon head lowered, and two cold eyes simultaneously swept across the black and white giant ring, a chilling smile appearing on its lips.

The dragon suddenly swung its body, its silver scales standing on end, and a spiritual membrane appeared on its surface. Silver-white spiritual patterns flashed, and after a humming sound, it became dazzling. At the same time, an invisible force surged out from its body, crashing heavily onto the giant ring like a storm.

The giant black and white ring trembled violently and was forcibly pushed open amidst a flash of light.

Then, the enormous dragon claw moved, suddenly scooping downwards and grabbing different parts of the black and white giant ring, and then exerted force simultaneously.

With a mournful cry, the black and white giant ring shattered into countless fragments and exploded.

The Black Owl King, who was casting a spell, suddenly turned crimson and could no longer bear it. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of silver essence blood.

Black Owl King was extremely shocked and furious. He hurriedly used magic to forcefully suppress the backlash of the law power within his body. He never expected that Nie Zhaonan's physical body would be so strong after transforming into a true dragon, which was simply beyond the limit of a Body Integration level cultivator.

But at that moment, the silver dragon, situated between the black and white world, had already made its move.

The dragon raised its sharp claws into the air, and the spiritual patterns between its claws flashed, forming several silver arrays that converged at the tip of its claws and merged into one.

With a deafening roar, the dragon claws, covered in dazzling silver scales, transformed into countless claw beams that hurtled towards the sky with a dragon's roar.

A loud hissing sound rang out!
As the silver claw flashed, it transformed into countless silver threads of light, striking the black and white sky with incredible speed, tearing the void apart with a piercing shriek.

After flashing wildly a few times, the entire black and white void shattered completely, inch by inch.

The sky above the area instantly returned to its original state.

That wasn't all. After a brief pause, the countless silver threads in the air transformed into a hundred-foot-long silver claw, which ruthlessly slapped down at the Black Owl King below.

"Youngster! How dare you do this!" Upon seeing this, Black Owl King's expression changed slightly.

Although the person in front of him was only at the early stage of the Integration Realm, after transforming into a True Dragon, his strength was second only to him, a Mahayana Ancestor, and he still had the strength to fight back!

This left him feeling both resentful and somewhat terrified.

This leap in strength is terrifying!

But his face immediately turned fierce, and with one hand he grabbed the jade fan back into his hand, and with a huge wave of his hand, he swung it out fiercely, and seven-colored rays of light rolled out.

At the same time, he opened his mouth again, and a square treasure as black as ink flew out, expanded in the wind, and transformed into a giant brick tens of feet long.

A loud rumbling sound rang out!
The seven-colored rays of light and the pitch-black giant brick struck the hundred-foot-long silver claw almost simultaneously.

With a deafening roar, the entire sky trembled.

The silver light intertwined with the seven-colored glow, dazzlingly bright, before vanishing into nothingness. Finally, the giant black brick in its mouth remained in place, while the silver claw and the glow disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, the dragon in the distance let out a low roar, and its magical power surged wildly into the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword in its hand. Without hesitation, it charged into the void in front of it and slashed fiercely.

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