C163 Heaven Punishing Star Sword
"Looks like you've been trapped in this sword for ten thousand years, causing your brain to become unclear." Xia Ling said indifferently. Today, he was not having a good time with the two cultivators, causing Xia Ling to be in a bad mood. His tone became a bit stiff.
"Why don't I tell you something else?" Xia Ling looked at the True Dragon in the light and said word by word, "It's me who brought you out of the ten thousand year old defensive array. It was me who checked your wear and tear and recovered. It's me who wasted a precious cold star to stop you from collapsing! "
"If it wasn't for me, you might not be able to recover your consciousness right now." Xia Ling had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, "So, you're going to negotiate a deal with me now?"
"You True Dragons do not know how to repay gratitude!"
"What …" To Xia Ling's surprise, this old dragon actually choked for a bit. He seemed to be recalling something, and then he slowly said, "Defense Array... Losses, what are these? "
Xia Ling frowned. What, this old dragon, did he not remember anything?
She had wanted to ask him what had happened 30,000 years ago. From the looks of it, the situation was not ideal.
However, the current situation was not something that could be summed up simply by saying "ideal". There seemed to be something wrong with the old dragon's mind. His mighty aura seemed to be getting more and more disorderly, and he seemed to be on the verge of going berserk.
The voice became intermittent, mixed with confusion and anger: "I have felt it … Someone is lying to me! "
Xia Ling said calmly, "Calm down first, your mental state seems to be unstable. Intense mood swings can lead to your control over yourself … "
However, before Xia Ling could finish his words, he was interrupted by the old dragon: "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that! I am the last Dragon of the River of the whole generation! "I …"
Hearing that, Xia Ling nodded thoughtfully. Dragon of the River? In his mind, it seemed to be a kind of ancient dragon seed. However, it didn't seem to have survived for much in the thirty thousand years it had been here. The population seems to be dying out.
But there was nothing strange about this, the number of True Dragons was constantly disappearing, and it was not only the Dragon of the River s. But after hearing what he said about the "last Dragon of the River"... I'm afraid the population has really died out.
This last Dragon of the River's roar had not stopped yet, and even started to transform into an attack. The light around him suddenly intensified and became dazzling. A ferocious claw stretched out from the inside, penetrating through the darkness and grabbing towards Xia Ling!
Even though this dragon had been sealed in the sword for a very long time, even if it had reached a point where it couldn't reveal itself, it still possessed the strength of a True Dragon!
This claw seemed to have emerged from the endless abyss. It was enough to tear the sky and collapse the earth! Even a cultivator at the advanced stage of the Terminator Realm would not be able to face such a terrifying attack head on.
However, Xia Ling only smiled in the face of such shocking power.
If he were to face such an attack in the real world, no matter how strong his combat ability was, he would still die without a complete corpse at his current level. However, this was the realm of the Primordial Spirit. With Xia Ling here, he could use the ultimate power that he normally wouldn't have easily used!
"Forget it." Xia Ling let out a deep sigh, "Because you are the last True Dragon of the first series, and also because you have lost your consciousness, this attack was not from your heart. I will only spare your life... "
"However, you have a good view of this sword!"
Before he finished his sentence, an indescribable light shot out from between Xia Ling's eyebrows. It was as if he had opened up another world. His power instantly reached its peak. A black sharp sword gradually took shape from the light, emitting an earth-shattering aura. Just a single glance was enough to cause a person's heart to break.
This pitch-black was not the black of ink, nor was it the black of night. Rather, it was the initial loneliness and bleakness in the depths of the universe that had never changed since time immemorial.
Xia Ling's expression was serious as his divine sense controlled the tip of the black sword to point at the giant claw. It was still very far away, and he didn't even have a chance to come in contact with it. However, a huge crack appeared on the impregnable dragon scale, and the dragon blood began to gush out.
"AHH!" "That old dragon let out a heart-wrenching cry. He didn't only feel his palm being penetrated, he also felt his own dragon body disintegrating!
He hadn't even touched it yet and it already had such terrifying power! If this black sword had really pierced him just now... This old dragon did not even dare to imagine!
This deep pain stimulated his nerves. It allowed the paranoid old dragon to slowly regain its normal state of mind. When he calmed down, he saw that the black sword looked familiar. A thought flashed through his mind like a bolt of lightning …
He didn't even care about the wound!
Because in the memories of this old dragon, which had tens of thousands of years of life, a long time had passed. There was once a cultivator who could take out this kind of powerful and apocalyptic weapon from the Primordial Spirit. He had once stood at the peak of all cultivators in the world, and was the unrivalled emperor. He had once hacked apart a raging ocean with a single sword strike to extinguish a sea of flames that spanned ten thousand kilometers …
This person suppressed everything for a thousand years, and that black sword that seemed to be able to tear apart the universe was firmly engraved in the memories of everyone at that time.
The images of the two gradually merged under the old dragon's gaze …
"Heaven Slaughter Star Sword! "You, you are …" He suddenly confirmed it and shouted in panic: "Sword Emperor! "Sir Sword Emperor!"2
God! The Dragon of the River suddenly felt the sky spin and the earth spin. You actually want to attack Eternal Sword Emperor? He even lured out the ultimate Primordial Spirit weapon that was known as the World Exterminating Sword — the Heaven Slaughter Star Sword!
It was simply like an ant shaking a mountain!
Oh? Xia Ling raised his eyebrows and retracted his sword. Once again, he stored the black sword, which was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, into his own Primordial Spirit. This old dragon seemed to have thought of something, and actually called out the name of his Primordial Spirit weapon.
That's right, this black sword's name was [Heaven Slaughter Star Sword], it was Xia Ling's Primordial Spirit weapon from thirty thousand years ago. Back then, in order to create this sword, Xia Ling had personally stepped into the void of the universe and retrieved a Heavenly Star that had been extinguished. Use its pure core to refine the sword blade, and use the destructive flames of the abyss to refine it.
And then, he directly added the burning and hot Sword Pool into the Primordial Spirit.
This was how he obtained the Primordial Spirit weapon that symbolized destruction and death, the Heaven Slaughter Star Sword!
Of course, if this was the real world, then Xia Ling wouldn't be able to bring out the Heaven Slaughter Star Sword's real body.
At most, it would be like when he was fighting Lee Wenloong, he would just use the form of a small sword to make it sharper.
However, this was originally a conversation between Primordial Spirit. Of course Xia Ling could borrow the Primordial Spirit's weapon's godly power!
Since this old dragon could remember his Heavenly Star Sword, and his identity as well. Did this mean that he had regained his memory?
Then he would be able to find out the truth behind the annihilation of countless Super Sect tens of thousands of years ago!
"You can recognize me as Sword Emperor. "But your memory has been restored?" With a trace of a smile on his face, Xia Ling asked.
"No, no …" The huge pressure brought about by Xia Ling's identity had already caused the old dragon to completely calm down and even break out in a cold sweat. Thinking back to what he had to do with Sword Emperor just now. Furthermore, half of his cultivation base …
The old dragon's liver was trembling.
His voice also became respectful, "Sir Sword Emperor, the deepest part of my memory is still in chaos. But because of you and your Heavenly Star Sword … The impression that he left behind is truly difficult to erase, which is why he was able to recall it. "
"As for the other things … It's still a mess. "
It was actually like this?
Xia Ling believed that after he had unleashed his Heaven Slaughter Star Sword, the kind of silent destruction that came from the deepest part of the universe was enough to destroy anyone's mental defenses. He was sure the old dragon would not lie. In other words, he really couldn't remember anything.
Xia Ling said helplessly, "Then tell me what do you know."
"Yes, Lord Sword Emperor …"
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