The Empress's First Running Dog

Chapter 667 Advancement to Half-Step Celestial Being (Part 2)

The situation suddenly became dangerous.

Li Wushang stared at the sleeping Zhao Du'an with his emerald eyes, his teeth clenched, wanting to ask: Did you do this on purpose?
The enemy arrived just as they announced their intention to protect the Dharma; the coincidence was astonishing.

However, there was no way out at this point. Although she had no obligation to protect Zhao Du'an, her master was personally leading the mission. Li Wushang could ignore Zhao Du'an's life or death, but she could not abandon Jin Jian and run away.

"What a terrible thing..."

She sighed inwardly, then put on a bright smile and looked at the nine elders approaching:
"Esteemed immortals, we meet again."

"Demon!" The Lord of Tianyuan Island's face was icy cold. He raised his hand, and a deep blue ice blade appeared in his palm. His eyes were cold as he stared at the women, then looked at Zhao Du'an, as if he understood something:
"So you're all in cahoots! Speak! What exactly do you want from my Thousand Islands?!"

Who's in cahoots with him... Li Wushang almost fainted.

The woman carrying the bamboo basket glared hatefully at the twenty-odd female sorcerers and said angrily:

"What are you waiting for? Quickly take action and capture this demon!"

However, the sorcerers who were nominally "kidnapped" remained silent, resisting with silence.

"Hehe," Li Wushang smiled sweetly, his eyes sparkling:

"Auntie, don't talk nonsense. What demon? I just got along well with them and became good friends. I wanted to befriend you all, but I don't know what kind of misunderstanding led them to threaten me..."

The elder, who resembled a fisherman, had already untied the tattered fishing net from his waist and said coldly:
"Gentlemen, don't waste words with this fiend. She's probably just stalling for time. Let's capture these people first, and then we can make our move!"

The others hesitated briefly; none of them were willing to break ties with the "Emperor's Consort of Yu Kingdom" and dared not bear the wrath of the future Empress.

The island lord of Tianyuan Island urged impatiently:
"Let's attack together! Do you think we have any way out?"

Thinking of the battle between Fang Wuxiankui and Zhang Yanyi, everyone sighed inwardly, and waves of surging magical power vibrated.

Seeing this, Li Wushang thought to himself that things were not good. The enemy had more people, and on his side, the female sorcerers could only hold off two elders at most.

Although the dark-skinned woman was strong, she was being severely suppressed... She sighed, then suddenly pulled out a gold hairpin from her head again, slashed her palm, and drops of blood flew towards the people around her.

At the same time, her face quickly turned pale:
"My blood can temporarily enhance your charm, thereby weakening the opponent's killing intent... I'm not very good at fighting, I can only try my best to hold on."

She had only spoken half of her sentence when she saw Tuoba Weizhi, expressionless, shoot out like a cannonball, heading straight for the Lord of Tianyuan Island:

"Anyone who comes near the master will die!"

Jin Jian also plunged his staff into the ground, and circles of moonlight rippled outwards.

The twenty-odd bewitched sorcerers, united in their hatred, launched an attack on their "comrades."

In an instant, both sides were engulfed in a chaotic battle.

……

……

In a daze.

Zhao Du'an felt as if he were walking in a sea fog, surrounded by a vast expanse of white, unable to see any scenery or hear any sound.

"Where am I? It feels a bit like when I'm meditating..."

Zhao Du'an looked around warily. After the Dragon Soul returned, he clearly felt a strong call, and his eyelids were drooping, as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights.

"Clearly, my guess was right. The Dragon Soul is indeed related to this skeleton... Perhaps, the key is here."

Zhao calmed himself down and suddenly heard the howling of the wind. He followed the direction from which the wind was coming.

After a while, the sea fog suddenly dissipated, and he was surprised to find himself standing on a deserted island.

Ahead lay the skeleton of a massive dragon.

However, these skeletons were not dead and motionless like fossils.

Instead, it was floating in the air.

Yes, a dragon, reduced to mere skeletons, hovered in the air, as if it were still alive.

The so-called "sky" is not entirely the sky, but more like the azure sea. When the dragon's skeleton swims, it creates ripples and folds.

On the hilltop, a man in a dragon robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the swaying dragon.

"Old...Old Xu?!"

Zhao Du'an paused for a moment, then quickly walked over and saw the man's face clearly. He was shocked because the old man wearing a loose dragon robe and black gold boots was none other than the Great Yu Emperor.

However, he was far younger than depicted in the "Martial God Diagram." Despite his martial arts prowess, he appeared much younger than his actual age. Yet, the weariness on his face was impossible to conceal.

Old Xu turned his head and glanced at him, but his gaze seemed to pass through his body and look into the distance:

"You came."

Zhao Du'an's heart raced, but because of his experience with the Martial God Diagram, he didn't rashly assume that the old Xu before him was the real person. Instead, he hesitated for a moment and tentatively asked:

"Eating grapes without spitting out the grape skins?"

Old Xu said expressionlessly:

Do you know how to cultivate to become a 'Martial God'?

"Okay, another bot..." Zhao Du'an sighed, too lazy to respond.

Sure enough, Old Xu didn't wait for his reply at all and started talking to himself:
"The birth of gods is based on centuries of continuous faith. But it is difficult for humans to do the same."

This is because warriors have a limited lifespan, at most two hundred years, and because it is difficult for ordinary people to have faith in humans; even the throne of an emperor receives far less faith than that of a god.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, pointed to the skeletons flying and swirling in the sky, and said:
But it's an exception!

Old Xu said:
“The demonic dragon has a lifespan of several hundred years, and once it appears in the human world, it is revered by countless people who spontaneously make offerings to it. This is what is known as the ‘Dragon God’. Its existence means that living beings can indeed be worshipped as gods.”

Zhao Du'an was startled; these words contained a lot of information. He murmured:
"Could it be that the reason why the Qi Kingdom came to hunt this dragon a thousand years ago was to explore the secrets of the gods? But it seems that they did not succeed, which led to the later Great Laba Festival plan."

Old Xu continued:
"When I entered the Qi Kingdom's palace, I found relevant clues in the ruins and came here. Unexpectedly, the method of forging a martial god has been further improved."

As they were talking, Zhao Du'an was astonished to see a powerful aura burst forth from Lao Xu's dantian. The aura vaguely took the shape of a small person, which inexplicably reminded him of concepts like "Nascent Soul".

The nascent soul disintegrated into countless rays of light, which seeped into the dragon's skeleton.

Then, the dragon skeleton seemed to roar silently, and a golden dragon soul was spat out, which went straight into Old Xu's brow!
The dragon's skeleton, having lost its last trace of spiritual energy, crashed down, slamming heavily onto the hill, half its body sinking into the mud! It was utterly dead!
Immediately, Old Xu turned and disappeared step by step, leaving Zhao Du'an standing there in a daze, suddenly realizing something:

"So, this is the true birthplace of the Dragon Soul?"

Meanwhile, in reality...

As Zhao Du'an sat cross-legged in meditation, the enormous dragon skeleton above his head suddenly shone brightly, and the withered bones ignited with illusory pale flames. Then, the flames frantically poured into Zhao Du'an's brow.

It was as if something that had been sealed within these bones many years ago had been unlocked by the Dragon Soul and was now returning...

Furthermore, along with this, the aura emanating from Zhao Du'an continued to rise...

Climbing higher...

After his battle with Prince Jing, he reached a state of worldly perfection and once again marched forward irrationally...

……

"boom!"

Li Wushang was blasted backward by a large "water cannon" from the opposite side, crashing into the hillside in a sorry state, spitting out blood.

The hairpin in her hand fell to the ground, and she lost all her alluring charm. Her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were torn in several places, revealing her pale skin.

"boom!"

Another huge "water cannon" was unleashed, and Jin Jian cried out as he tumbled through the air and crashed down, only to be caught by Li Wushangdao. The two officials collided.

By this time, the twenty-odd sorcerers had all been defeated, and as a price, several elders were also injured and killed. However, they were ultimately outnumbered, and only Tuoba Wei remained, still struggling to hold on.

The dark-skinned priestess's powerful "magic resistance" made her immune to most of the warlocks' spells.

But the sea god sorcerers quickly realized what was happening and began to manipulate the seawater outside the island, condensing it into "water cannons" to bombard it continuously.

Even at his peak, Tuoba Weizhi would have struggled to cope with the combined attack of so many sorcerers in the world, let alone now.
As another water cannon shot came, Tuoba Weizhi also spat out a small amount of blood, flew backward, and crashed hard into Zhao Du'an not far away.

"Hmph, go ahead and fight? Aren't you supposed to be a great fighter?"

The Lord of Tianyuan Island floated in mid-air, with surging waves beneath his feet. He made hand seals and let out a cold laugh.

At this moment, the other elders were also floating on the water.

With the combined efforts of the nine, the seawater outside the island surged onto the island in an irrational manner, easily engulfing most of the island, leaving only a small piece of the dragon's remains on the surface.

It looked like the Jinshan Temple had been flooded.

"Tianyuan, look! Something seems off!"

At this moment, the woman beside him pointed at Zhao Du'an with a displeased expression.

To be precise, it was the phenomenon of flames constantly devouring the bones.

At this moment, everyone realized the danger. Although they couldn't understand what was happening in front of them, the aura emanating from Zhao Du'an made them tremble with fear.

"Stop him! I have a feeling we'll be in danger when he wakes up!"

Without hesitation, the fisherman fiercely hurled the harpoon in his hand!

Tuoba Weizhi knelt on the ground. Upon seeing this, her pupils shimmered with a dark, viscous light. She was about to pounce, but she was too slow due to exhaustion and could only watch helplessly as the sharp harpoon pierced towards Zhao Du'an.

The three women cried out in alarm, "No—!"

But at that moment, Zhao Du'an, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly raised one hand and grabbed the harpoon that was about to pierce his brow with a "bang".

White flames flowed over, instantly melting the harpoon into a pool of molten iron.

Zhao Du'an suddenly opened his eyes. Golden flames flowed like plasma in his pupils, and several cracks appeared on his face, which quickly healed.

"collapse!"

At the same time, a sound like the breaking of some shackles came from his body.

"Not good! Let's go!"

Upon seeing this, the Lord of Tianyuan Island was the first to react. He shouted, his expression changed drastically, and he turned and fled into the sea, attempting to escape.

The other elders were a beat behind, and stared blankly as Zhao Du'an slowly stood up. He stretched, the golden light in his eyes gradually faded, and the last wisp of flame on the massive dragon bone entered his brow.

A glint flashed in Zhao Du'an's eyes. He looked around in confusion for a moment, and then, in the blink of an eye, he understood everything.

His face was indifferent, and he stared blankly at the elders, uttering two words:
"court death."

"boom!"

The next moment, Zhao Du'an's body suddenly left a blur, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in the center of the remaining eight elders.

The blade of the Zhen Dao in his hand was tilted towards the sea, and blood was flowing down its edge.

The eight elders around him clutched their necks in shock, feeling blood gushing from their severed throats. They finally felt fear and tried to say something, but it was too late.

With no room for struggle, eight heads fell into the sea, creating eight splashes.

"what!!"

In the distance, the Lord of Tianyuan Island, who was fleeing and turning his head to look back, was terrified when he saw this scene.

At that moment, how could he not understand? A single word suddenly popped into his head.

"Half-step Celestial Being!"

Moreover, he was a half-step Celestial being who was not suppressed by the Sea God at all, and was even amplified!

Just moments ago, Zhao Du'an broke free of his physical shackles, took a crucial step, and entered the half-step Celestial Realm of a Martial Artist.

"go with!"

Zhao Du'an gave him a cold glance and suddenly threw the Zhen Dao knife in his hand.

The Lord of Tianyuan Island tried to resist, but for some reason, his magic was "suppressed" and could not make a ripple.

Like any ordinary person, he watched helplessly as the Zhen Dao pierced his heart.

Feeling his life force rapidly slipping away, the Lord of Tianyuan Island raised his head and looked blankly at Zhao Du'an:
"Why...why..."

Zhao Du'an put the Xuan Turtle Seal spinning in his palm back into his sleeve, and with his other hand, he spread his five fingers and grabbed, causing the Zhen Dao to hum and tremble. After crushing the last bit of life of the Tianyuan Island Master, he flew back joyfully.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Du'an had killed all nine elders.

"Crash-"

The seawater, now deprived of its magical support, began to recede rapidly.

"Master...Master?" Tuoba Weizhi stared blankly at the figure in front of him, calling out cautiously.

Zhao Du'an turned around, looked at her, and at Jin Jian and Li Wushang, who were being helped to their feet. He smiled and said gently:
"I'm fine. You've all worked hard. You don't need to lift a finger anymore. It's safe here. You can hide for a while. I'm going out to kill someone."

After saying this, Zhao Du'an didn't wait for anyone's reply before leaping up with his sword and plunging into the sea.

The group of women were left standing there, staring blankly at the corpses floating on the sea, unable to recover for a long time.

Li Wushang murmured to himself:

"He's the real devil..."

……

……

On the sea.

A fierce wind howled, and the waves surged wildly. Rain fell from the sky, and thunder lurked in the distance.

In the sea fog, a ship shivered. On the deck, Ji Yue, Shui Bei, the island lord of Hong Shan, and others stared at the sky with pale faces.

air.

Zhang Yanyi and Wu Xiankui clashed again, defeating each other.

The old master chuckled:
"Wu Xiankui, if you want to keep me here, your skills are not enough."

Wu Xiankui, with only one arm, swayed in the rain, his face indifferent.
"Zhang Yanyi! You can keep pretending all the time! But I'd like to see how long you can hold out! Heh, you didn't expect that you would bear seventy percent of the Sea God's wrath, did you?"

Zhang Yan remained silent. He had originally intended to draw Wu Xiankui's attention to share the firepower, but he had unexpectedly miscalculated.

Qingshan has been located near the East China Sea for many years, and the martial arts path has been relatively suppressed... In the previous round of fierce battle, although he had the upper hand, his internal magical power was greatly depleted.

Zhang Yan looked anxiously at the silent sea, muttering to himself:
"Kid, if you don't come out soon, you're in trouble..."

Right now.

Suddenly, a hole burst open in the surface of the silent sea, and a figure wielding a knife emerged from the water like a star!

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Second update today.

(End of this chapter)