The Invincible Dragon Emperor
chapter-909

Chapter 909: The Slayer’s Move

“Too bad I cannot try it on someone.”

Lu Li said to himself. Not even Earth Immortal Realm warriors could survive his Feather Wind castle. Faced with potential enemies, Lu Li did not even have to resort to Feather Wind weapons. The Feather Wind castle alone could undermine the abilities of Earth Immortal Realm warriors who would be faced with no other alternatives but to wait for their destruction.

“Go!”

Lu Li made more than a dozen Feather Wind weapons which were dancing around. He wanted to become more skilled in using the Feather Wind weapons, let them become a part of himself so he could be more flexible.

“Impressive. Darling, I want to see more.”

Bai Xiashuang was interested in this amazing view. Clapping for him, she said with delight. Those warriors around were completely stunned. Lu Li did not care to explain anything to them though. He generated more weapons, flew them around in the air for dozens of rounds and then swung them toward another mountain.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang!”

The mountain was cut through, which was done without difficulty. Since Lu Li used fewer weapons this time, the mountain remained standing.

“Hiss, hiss~”

The mountain was a large one, but it was cut through with much ease. The warriors nearby were left speechless.

Still, Lu Li was not satisfied. He thought of the Slayer’s move and how mighty that was, wondering when he could be equipped with such strength one day.

From the visuals he saw in the blood, the Slayer’s one move blasted open a mountain, not just cut it in half.

Everywhere the Slayer pointed his blade to, there would be trenches in the ground appearing. Demons and fiends that were as large as mountains and as strong as the Dragon Demon was ripped open by the Slayer. It was rather shocking.

“The Slayer?”

Lu Li suddenly had an idea. He could remember some of the scenes he saw from the blood of the Slayer. Yet the Slayer’s move must have contained a certain kind of Profound Meaning. If Lu Li could learn something, even a scratch, from the Slayer’s move, he would be immensely benefited.

The Slayer was one of the super warriors in the Divinity. Lu Li’s situation could be likened to a warrior of the Xuan Wu Realm who had picked up some information from the moves of an Earth Immortal Realm warrior. The former, with this information, could be able to beat the other warriors of the Spirit Sea Realm and Soul Pond Realm.

“Good!”

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He could refer to the visuals in the blood of the Slayer repeatedly and free himself when he could stand it no more. The energy in the blood was running out slowly. One drop of the blood of the Slayer could give him a chance to see tens of thousands of scenes from the visuals.

If he could pick up some knowledge from the Slayer’s move, Lu Li’s capacities would experience a remarkable increase. After all, the Slayer was a warrior in the Divinity. Lu Li believed this attempt would be worthwhile even if he had to use up one of the drops from the blood of the Slayer.

“Let’s go!”

Lu Li carried Bai Xiashuang with one hand and flew away, disappearing into the distance, leaving behind a group of warriors in envy.

Lu Li’s hair had not turned black. Even with white hair, he was as charming as ever. As a matter of fact, the warriors found the new look giving him a touch of handsomeness. With Bai Xiashuang in his arm, they looked quite a cute couple, admired by the warriors.

Lu Li did not go back. He went to check on the Dragon Demon. He had been cultivating for some time. Hence, he had to see how the Dragon Demon was growing. Plus, Little White was here.

Outside a valley, Lu Li could see warriors patrolling around. They were alerted by the noise. When they saw that it was Lu Li, they dropped to their knees and saluted, “Greetings, Young Master, Madam Shuang.”

Even though he was the Grand Master of Demon-slaying Hall, only people there would address him as the Grand Master. At the Deserted World, many referred to him as young master or Saint Lord, or State Councilor. He had many appellations.

“Good!”

Lu Li nodded. He flew in with Bai Xiashuang and checked with psychic power. Ming Yu assigned a chief steward of the Lu Family to be here to take care of the Dragon Demon. The steward sensed Lu Li’s psychic power and came out to greet him at once.

Lu Li did not spend much time with the steward. His priority was to see if the Dragon Demon was being taken cared of. He was satisfied with what he saw after checking it with psychic power.

The Dragon Demon had grown during this time. It was larger and its fur and scales were redder. The Dragon Demon seemed more threatening than ever.

The Dragon Demon was in the middle of the valley where a formation to collect Xuan Energy and another one to cool the temperature down were built. On the side was a lagoon, clearly man-made. All these were done for the Dragon Demon to live more comfortably.

“Hoot, hoot~”

Through Lu Li’s spiritual connection with the Dragon Demon, it could feel the presence of Lu Li. The Dragon Demon stood up, grinned fawningly at Lu Li and wagged its tail. The Dragon Demon behaved not like a horrifying beast that could be as powerful as a Semi-God Realm warrior, but a guardian dog.

Lu Li nodded to the Dragon Demon and then looked at the Ding of Barbarian God on the side. Little White was cultivating inside. The Ding of Barbarian God could absorb Xuan Energy in heaven and earth to replenish the energy to constantly generate thunderbolts.

Little White did not know how to cultivate exactly. But smart as Little White was, it knew that the stronger its body was, the more powerful it could be. Therefore, Little White had been using thunderbolts to refine its body. Little White was sleeping inside as the thunderbolts struck it.

“Nicely done!”

Little White had chosen a nice way and the Ding of Barbarian God was a proper instrument. At this rate, eventually, Little White could be as strong as the Dragon Demon. By then, not even Semi-God Realm warriors could hurt Little White. On the other hand, Little White could be able to bite a Semi-God Realm warrior to death with its teeth.

“Well… if someday I can go to the Prison of Thunder, I will bring Little White with me. Little White will be so happy. Prison of Ice is the perfect place for father. The Prison of Thunder is the best for Little White.”

Lu Li thought to himself. To become an immortal, he must survive the Prison of Thunder. He must go there to explore. He had to find Lu Ling, which meant that he must go to the Divinity, leaving no means untried.

“Time to go back!”

With Little White here, it would be able to deal with unexpected circumstances with the Dragon Demon should there be any. If worst comes to worst, Little White could buy some time for Lu Li to come back.

He took Bai Xiashuang back and asked her to hang out with Madam Yan. Lu Li could not wait to be back into the inner hall of the Wicked Bead.

One look at the blood of the Slayer was enough to make him lose his mind. He did not want to be near anyone when he conducted this study. On the off chance that his own families and friends were killed by him, he would spend the rest of his life in regret.

After sitting for a while, Lu Li took out a jade bottle. As he opened the cork slowly, he sensed a strong blast of an evil spirit.

Lu Li’s eyes reddened, and he was seized with the intent to kill. The blood of the Slayer was intimidating. The evil spirit in the blood alone could end low-level warriors.

Lu Li took out another jade bottle. He poured one drop of blood out to preserve it and then focused on the one left.

Gradually, Lu Li’s eyes became redder and redder. He was seeing terrifying images. A white-haired young man was wielding his saber, fighting demons at a bleak land.

“Inner peace, inner peace!”

Lu Li repeated to himself. He forced himself not to look at the mountains or the cracked grounds, or the seams in the space up high. He concentrated on the saber of the Slayer, trying to learn some kind of Profound Meaning or other things from the move.

Time moved on. Lu Li was in a worse state. His vines were popped out, as if they were going to explode at any time, leading to his death. He looked ferocious and his muscles were trembling. He grunted and bellowed like a beast, a sign of his surging feelings for violence.

“I cannot stand it any longer…”

In the time for just 10 breaths, Lu Li had to give up. He let out a cry, put the cork on with his trembling hands, and then collapse to the ground, unconscious.