Hell Emperor

Thunder and lightning were everywhere.

In the calamity clouds, destructive thunder was accumulating, and tiny lightning flashed down from the sky from time to time. Everyone was trying to avoid it. Once they touched the blazing silver snake, their only fate would be to be reduced to ashes under the wrath of heaven.

Ye Jie was filled with anxiety. The power gathered in the world-destroying thunder catastrophe was getting stronger and stronger. If it was not channeled in time, when the thunder catastrophe with full power fell, the entire continent would be destroyed.

The best way to divert a thunderstorm is to actively attract the thunder to strike, and then bear the blow of the thunder yourself, thereby slightly alleviating the power of the world-destroying thunderstorm.

Under the bombardment of Jiu Tian Xuan Sha, Ye Jie was seriously injured in one blow. The divine dragon transformation at the Hong Meng level still did not even touch the skin and fur of Jiu Tian Xuan Sha. With just one blow, most of the vitality in his body was taken away. If he had not transformed into a thunder dragon and increased his resistance to thunder, he would have been killed on the spot.

As if he heard the accusation from the Heavenly King Dhritarashtra, Ye Jie coughed dryly, as if he remembered something:

"Can't I use another pipa? Come to think of it, one of my companions also has a pipa."

Dhritarashtra shook his head repeatedly: "Do you think any kind of pipa can play the Thunder God's Assisting Song? The grade of the pipa must be at least a third-grade divine instrument!"

Hearing this, Ye Jie couldn't help but look embarrassed. If he had known this would happen, he should not have destroyed the King's pipa in the previous battle. Now it has become a problem that restricts him.

It’s a pity that there aren’t many people in the world who could have known this earlier, and besides, if they didn’t destroy the pipa, they wouldn’t have been able to get the remaining scrolls of the Investiture of the Gods.

The third-grade divine artifact pipa is extremely rare in the world. Each artifact is famous in the world. Where can we find it now?

Helplessly, Ye Jie had to turn his gaze back to the King's previously damaged pipa:

"In my opinion, this pipa is a sacred instrument after all. It can be used after some repairs."

Dhritarashtra curled his lips, looking like he had no idea at all:

"My pipa's headstock is made of phoenix-roosting phoenix wood, the pegs are made of blue dragon horns, the strings are made of dragon tail tendons, the body is made of Jianmu spiritual branches, the surface is covered with yellow dragon wing membranes, and the pegs are Kunpeng feather pegs. Each of these materials is rare in the mortal world. Do you think it's that easy to repair a divine instrument?"

Ye Jie took a deep breath. The name of the divine weapon was indeed well-deserved. Only when so many rare materials were gathered together could a genuine third-grade divine weapon be created.

If an ordinary immortal wants to create a top-grade magical weapon, he will have to spend all his wealth. Each precious material will take dozens or even hundreds of years to obtain, let alone creating a divine weapon. I am afraid that only those at the level of the king of heaven are qualified to create a divine weapon.

After learning that it was so difficult to repair the pipa, Ye Jie couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "Is there really no way?"

Chiguo Tianwang shook his head and said, "I still have some Jianmu spiritual branches left in my hand. It's not a problem to use them to repair the body of the zither. However, the other materials are difficult to get. If we can find the horns of the Azure Dragon, the tail tendons of the Chen Dragon, and the wing membranes of the Yellow Dragon, we may have a chance to repair it. However, those famous dragons are all like mysterious dragons that can only be seen from head to tail. I don't know where they are hiding in the world. How can we find them?"

Hearing this, Ye Jie couldn't help but twitch his eyes. How come all the materials he wanted were from dragons? How many dragons did he kill in order to make the pipa?

Ye Jie pondered for a while, and came up with an idea in his mind: "Speaking of which, the Divine Dragon Transformation allows me to transform into different types of divine dragons, thus possessing their characteristics. These materials, perhaps I can provide..."

It is true that Ye Jie can provide these materials, but doing so will come at a huge price.

No matter what kind of dragon Ye Jie transforms into, those characteristic parts of the dragon are still the essence of Ye Jie's own power. If those parts are removed rashly, at best his cultivation will regress and his realm will plummet, at worst he will suffer backlash and be left with irreparable injuries.

Ye Jie slowly raised his head and saw the majestic and brilliant incarnation of Xuan Nu. He knew there was no time to hesitate, so he immediately said to the King of Heaven:

"Just take those materials from me, Dragon Transformation!"

His dragon body twitched, his muscles bulged, his skin tore, and the dragon scales all over his body began to turn emerald green. His dragon claws became especially sharp, and in the blink of an eye he transformed into a blue dragon. He lowered his dragon head and displayed the horns on top of his head to the King of Heaven.

Facing this scene, the Heavenly King was slightly stunned: "You really want me to take the dragon horn?"

The dragon horns contain the essence of the dragon's cultivation and are the symbol of the dragon's identity. A dragon with a broken horn is like a disfigured person and will be ridiculed by all dragons. No one has ever heard of a dragon taking the initiative to let others take its horns.

Ye Jie was filled with anxiety. Under Xuan Sha's threat, Xia Wei was in danger. How could he have time to waste here?

"What are you hesitating about? When the thunder strikes, it will be too late and everyone will die!"

When Ye Jie thought of the horrific situation after the arrival of the world-destroying thunder catastrophe, his heart trembled. Having witnessed that scene with his own eyes, he understood the consequences of failure of this trip better than anyone else.

For this, even if it means breaking the dragon's horns, peeling off the dragon's tendons, and tearing the dragon's wings, as long as we can survive this disaster, everything will be worth it.

Feeling Ye Jie's determination, Chiguo Tianwang also understood that he was not joking, and without hesitation, he grabbed the horn of the blue dragon with his giant hand. With a crackling sound, half of the dragon's horn was broken.

The pain of having his dragon horn broken off caused Ye Jie's already injured body to suffer further damage. Warm dragon blood gushed out from his head, dyeing the earth red. Even a divine dragon transformation of the Hongmeng level could not withstand such an injury, and his realm plummeted immediately.

"Continue... Divine Dragon Transformation, the form of Chen Dragon."

As Ye Jie growled in a deep voice, the already injured dragon body changed again and began to transform into another completely different divine dragon.

During the transformation, the injury of the broken dragon horn on the top of its head not only showed no signs of improvement, but instead became worse. The dragon blood flowing from it also slowly changed from its original deep red color to a dark and turbid color.

The dragon body was injured. If it wanted to recover, it had to end the Divine Dragon Transformation and recuperate well. But now, not only did Ye Jie not end the Divine Dragon Transformation, but he pushed the technique to the extreme, as if he was determined to fight to the death, which really made Xia Wei heartbroken.

“Master…”

Xia Wei's voice trembled, and she was extremely worried. Looking at her master's appearance, she felt really uncomfortable in her heart, and there was sadness in the depths of her bright eyes.

"Xiao Wei, don't be sad for me. Have you forgotten our dream? To save all living beings and make the whole continent ascend to heaven. This is the path that the world has been waiting for for a long time. Let me help you achieve your wish..."

As he spoke, Ye Jie had transformed into a Chen dragon, holding the dragon's tail horizontally in front of him, and said to the Heavenly King: "The Chen dragon's tail tendon you want is right here. Cut off the dragon's tail and you can peel out the tail tendon."

Dhritarashtra looked solemn and sighed:

"Why are you doing this? Heaven has already established the rules for the human world, and all living beings must act in accordance with Heaven. Why are you so stubborn and insist on changing everything? If it weren't for you, the world-destroying thunder calamity would not have come, and the human world would still be as peaceful as usual..."

Ye Jie did not answer, but looked at Xia Wei with deep trust in his eyes: "This is the path she chose. She is my family. No matter what the cost, I will help her achieve her wish!"

The master's words of trust reached Xia Wei's heart and brought her fearlessness and courage. As long as the master was by her side, she would not be afraid of any challenges or powerful enemies ahead.

There was a sudden strong determination in her clear and translucent eyes, and the endless purple clouds contained in them seemed to have found an outlet now, flowing out from them, and she actually tied with Xuansha who descended from the zenith.

The purple air coming from the east is a very terrifying force. Although the Purple Demon Eye is powerful, the amount of purple air it can contain has a limit.

However, now, all the purple air from the east scattered in the world has gathered in Xia Wei's eyes, giving her extraordinary fortune. However, how much power she can show depends entirely on Xia Wei's own performance.

After being stimulated by her master, the devilish light in Xia Wei's eyes became brighter, and endless purple energy was venting from them every moment. She resisted the approaching Xuansha and bought more time for everyone.

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"Master, I won't let you down. Let Xiaowei help you realize your last wish!"

Her shout spread throughout the land, shaking the sky. Even the Heavenly King Chitra felt her determination. He was speechless for a moment and could only look at Ye Jie:

"Well, I will cut off the dragon's tail and peel off its tendons... If I can really survive this catastrophe, I will report to the Jade Emperor and absolve you of the crime of snatching the Conferred God List, angering the Heavenly Dao, and endangering the continent."

A cold light flashed, and a tiny bloodstain appeared on the tail of the Chen Dragon transformed by Ye Jie. The bloodstain spread, and the entire dragon's tail was broken from there, and the cross-section was quite neat.

The pain of having the dragon's tail cut off was equivalent to having a foot cut off. The intense pain made Ye Jie cry out in unbearable pain. His entire dragon body was twitching, and even the dragon transformation was difficult to maintain, and he had to completely restore his human form.

Ye Jie took a breath and checked his file, discovering that his Divine Dragon Transformation technique had fallen in realm. He lost his dragon horns and dragon tail one after another, and these were the parts that contained the essence of the dragon, causing his Divine Dragon Transformation to fall back to the Daoshi level.

Even so, Ye Jie was unwilling to give up. He held on to his body, a strong sense of weakness emerged from the depths of his soul, and his pupils were full of bloodshot. After modifying the Divine Dragon Transformation back to the Taixu Realm, he found that his Yin virtue was not enough and he could not continue to change to the Hongmeng Realm. He said to the King of Heaven:

"Don't you still want the Yellow Dragon Wing Membrane? I'll give it to you right now..."

"Let me do it."

A sound coming from afar interrupted Ye Jie's words. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Meng Junyao and another monster coming here.

The monster had a dragon head and a human body, with dragon blood flowing in its body. Ye Jie, who had transformed himself into a dragon, could recognize at a glance that the blood flowing in his body was that of a yellow dragon.

After a closer look, Ye Jie also recognized his identity:

“Blood of the Yellow Dragon…it seems that you are the little yellow dragon that Meng Junyao is looking for.”

According to the information Qingge sent last time, the little yellow dragon would be killed by another contestant at the Ascension Conference. Fortunately, Ye Jie notified Xia Wei in advance and asked her to rescue it. Unexpectedly, he would have to come forward to help now.

The little yellow dragon glanced at him, and there was a little more respect in his dragon eyes:

"I never thought that I would encounter such a bizarre experience when I came to the Ascension Conference this time. You have allowed all the monsters in the world to ascend and become monsters, regardless of race. Your generosity is touching. In addition, my sister has been taken care of by you all the way. It is not reasonable for me to sit idly by. Please use the Yellow Dragon Wing Membrane from me."

The little yellow dragon did not hesitate. Even though peeling off the wing membrane would cause his strength to drop drastically and even flying would be difficult for him, he did not waver at all. He was also moved by the burning vision in everyone's hearts and was willing to help.

The King of Heaven looked solemn. He didn't expect that a mere monster could be so determined and willing to contribute his own strength to fight against the thunder calamity and save all living beings. On the contrary, the heavenly soldiers in the clouds, seeing that the situation was not good, had already prepared to slip away.

Ye Jie just said: "This matter has nothing to do with you. It is all due to my and my disciple's obsession. Let me..."

Before Ye Jie could finish his words, there was a swish sound. In front of everyone's stunned eyes, the little yellow dragon tore off the wing membrane on its back and handed it to the Heavenly King Chiguo: "Take it..."

Blood was gushing out from his back, dragon blood was constantly flowing down, dyeing the entire ground bright red. Everyone felt his determination and fell silent. Meng Junyao's eyes were also filled with worry.

After getting all the materials, the look in Dhritarashtra's eyes when he looked at the crowd also changed. He originally thought that they were just a group of thieves who were greedy for the fortune of heaven and earth and didn't know their place. But now, it seems that the passion in their hearts is no less than that of the immortals in heaven. They are so courageous and persistent that they are determined to completely change the world.

As the angular axis returned to its original position, the wing membrane was laid, and the strings were connected, a brand new pipa stained with fresh dragon blood took shape in the hands of Dhritarashtra.

He stroked the strings of the lute, and the vast and urgent sound of the pipa resounded through the sky. The sound of one person's playing was so loud that it drowned out the thousands of troops in the sky. Even the roar of thunder could not match the deafening roar of thunder god beating the drum.

As the music of Thunder God's support sounded, a blue light appeared in front of all the people inside and outside the fairy island, as well as the heavenly soldiers. The light turned into an invisible armor that protected everyone. Contained in it was the power to resist thunder.