novelraw Chapter 967 961: Blade Cuts the Golden Dragon (Part 2)
Chapter 967 961: Blade Cuts the Golden Dragon (Part 2)
The Literary Master stood atop the Literary Mountain, gazing down to find that all the disciples' fortune had been completely wiped out.
This left his face incredibly somber.
The Literary Mountain, gathering the finest disciples of the Literary Realm, now with their fortune extinguished, it would be difficult to achieve anything in the future. This essentially severed the future of the Literary Realm!
"This move is very much like the 'Dragon Slaying Technique'!"
The Poetry Ancestor stepped forward, a radiant eight-colored fruit above his head, and said with a heavy expression.
"Dragon Slaying Technique!"
"Qin Dynasty's Immortal Court!"
The Book Ancestor took a deep breath, immediately suspecting it was the work of the Qin Dynasty, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.
He hadn't anticipated that the retaliation from the Qin Dynasty's Immortal Court would come so swiftly, and in such a tit-for-tat manner.
Vicious!
Too vicious!
Above the void.
Two weapons of fortune were still violently clashing, the tumultuous Heavenly Fate Power filling the sky.
"Just who made the move?"
"Could it be that old fellow broke through?"
Emperor Tian controlled the Sword of Fortune, stubbornly resisting, frowning deeply, feeling immense pressure.
The old fellow he mentioned.
Was the Clan Leader of the Tianji Clan, who had broken through to the seventh-level Fate Master at the beginning of the Xinghuo Era; now, a whole era having passed, it wasn't impossible for a breakthrough to occur.
But soon, Emperor Tian dismissed his own speculation.
The Tianji Clan cultivates by comprehending the heavenly secrets, knowledgeable of the heavens above and the earth below, specializing in the way of hiding and surviving, and wouldn't engage in such aggressive acts.
Moreover, the Tianji Clan had no conflict with the Literary Realm, even if there were, the personality of the Tianji Clan Leader would prevent him from severing the Literary Realm's Fortune Golden Dragon.
"Emperor Tian!"
On the other side.
Within the Qin Dynasty Immortal Court, in the Qintianjian.
Zhang Sanfeng observed Emperor Tian's figure, his expression slightly changing.
Though he is a ninth-level Fate Master, one level higher than Emperor Tian, he is engaged in prolonged warfare now, and the power of the Sword of Fortune is infinitely diminished, making it very challenging to defeat Emperor Tian.
"Why is Emperor Tian getting involved with the Literary Realm?"
Qin Wudao's gaze sharpened, ordering coldly: "Jia Xu, go investigate!"
"At your command!"
Jia Xu saluted and hurriedly left.
Zhuge Liang, Xiao He, Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, and others gazed gravely at Zhang Sanfeng, with a hint of concern. With Emperor Tian obstructing, could they still successfully sever the Literary Realm's Fortune Golden Dragon?
"Luoshen Book, emerge!"
On the Dao platform, Zhang Sanfeng concentrated his mind, and the starry sky above him cracked open, revealing an ancient book radiating divine light.
A river of destiny flew out from an unknown space-time, traversing past, present, and future timelines.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, augmenting the river of destiny, continuing the battle.
Instantly, the power of the 'Dragon Slaying Array' above him increased significantly, the previously ordinary Heavenly Fate principles now carried a hint of transcendence.
This is destiny!
Destiny!
Only those who condense the Saint Heir can comprehend this power.
Above the ninth-level Fate Master is the Destiny Master, who can control the power of destiny.
Whether it's the power of fate, the aura of heavenly fate, or the power of heavenly secrets, they're all branches of the power of destiny.
In the sky above the Literary Realm.
The bloody Fortune Sword blazed with light, releasing supreme power that made the heaven and earth tremble, with infinite principles and endless laws submitting.
"The power of destiny!"
As a Fate Master, Emperor Tian was all too familiar with the power of destiny, his pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted in terror.
The Sword of Fortune, which had previously been evenly matched, shattered instantly, and the overwhelming power of destiny crushed down, causing the emperor to suffer a backlash, spitting a mouthful of blood.
"Escape!"
His face was pale; he dared not linger in the sky and without hesitation landed on the ground.
If struck by the power of destiny, even a thread could erase his personal fortune, causing him to fall into the mundane world, never having the chance to prove his dao again.
With no more obstructions.
The bloody Fortune Sword slashed towards the Literary Realm's Fortune Golden Dragon, unstoppable and relentless.
The force of the heavens was in turmoil.
It was as if doomsday had arrived.
The ocean of fortune accumulated over countless years in the Literary Realm was severed by a single blow, and immeasurable fortune evaporated into thin air.
"No!"
This scene made the Literary Master feel as if his heart was bleeding.
But the most despairing scene was just beginning.
After cutting off the ocean of fortune, the power of the Fortune Sword did not diminish, like a heavenly saber, striking towards the Fortune Golden Dragon, the chilling blade flashing, combining killing intent and evil qi, seeming eternal.
"Roar～"
Amidst the shattered ocean of fortune, the Fortune Golden Dragon roared; its voice was filled with fear.
"Slash!"
Within the Qintianjian, Zhang Sanfeng's face turned slightly pale; borrowing the power of the 'Luoshen Book' just now nearly drained his body's strength.
But fortunately, they had won.
Next, it was time for the harvest.
Clang!
The sound of the sword reverberated through the world.
The first slash succeeded in shattering the left forelimb of the Literary Realm's Fortune Golden Dragon!
As a result, a tenth of the Literary Realm's fortune evaporated!
"Damn it!"
On the ground, the Literary Master's face turned livid with rage, cursing venomously: "Qin Dynasty's Immortal Court, I am at an endless feud with you!"
The dignified Literary Realm, actually had its fortune shattered by forces from the lower realm.
This hatred, surpassed even the enmity of the Saint Heir being killed!
This hatred, surpassed even the enmity of the Book Ancestor being killed!
This hatred, surpassed even the conflict of orthodoxy!
"Qin Dynasty!"
Not far away, Emperor Tian watched the hysterical Literary Master, his body shuddered, his expression turned complex.
The Qin Dynasty's Immortal Court had such capability?
"Slash!"
In the distant Great Profound Sky of the thousand-world, Zhang Sanfeng shouted.
Boom!
The second slash descended, severing the right forelimb of the Literary Realm's Fortune Golden Dragon, fortune once again evaporating by a tenth.
"Slash!"
The third slash descended, severing the left hind limb of the Literary Realm's Fortune Golden Dragon.
"Slash!"
The fourth slash, severing the right hind limb of the Fortune Golden Dragon.
"Slash..."
...
"Roar～"
Amidst the shattered ocean of fortune, the Fortune Golden Dragon howled, its wretched cry echoed throughout the thousand-world, attracting the attention of countless strong ones.
Many strong ones abruptly turned and looked towards the Literary Realm.
Then, they all fell silent, terror-stricken, fearful!
"The Literary Realm's Fortune Golden Dragon, actually got... slashed!"
An immortal emperor expert swallowed, unable to believe as he shouted, his body trembling.
He had lived for countless years, yet it was the first time he'd seen a Fortune Golden Dragon being slashed!
How was this done?
"Too terrifying!"
In the Buddhist Realm, amidst harmonious Buddhist light, the Buddha Lord bathed in sunlight, yet felt his whole body grow cold, losing warmth.
He was terrified!
"Send orders, quickly find out who attacked the Literary Realm!"
In the Origin World, the leaders of the top ten clans commanded in succession, their tones filled with dread; being able to directly slash the Fortune Golden Dragon, it was far more terrifying than the 'Dragon Slaying Technique.'
Without detailed intelligence, they could not settle down.
"The great change of heaven and earth is imminent; all sorts of demons and monsters are emerging!"
In the Liejin Heavenly thousand-world, the Battle King spoke in a cold voice, yet his eyes glowed with fervent light, dazzling through ancient times.
...
At the same time.
Within the Literary Realm, all the literati collapsed on the ground without any semblance, blankly gazing at the firmament, their eyes void of light.
They all had a false perception.
It was as if the sky had fallen!
The once majestic Fortune Golden Dragon, now appeared like a slippery earthworm, writhing pathetically and ludicrously.
Its limbs severed!
The dragon's tail severed!
The dragon tendons plucked!
What else was there to come?