Chapter 7: Azure Dragon Devours the Sword’s Cry

Crimson flames and white sword radiance collided incessantly, emitting bursts of violent explosions.

The Mystic Capital City below was caught in the aftermath, also falling into a sea of flames.

The battle between the two did not last long; Kou Hong's cultivation base was originally inferior to Dao Xuanzi's, and having previously had his Origin Qi depleted by the Immortal-Mortal Miasma, he quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

Dao Xuanzi did not show mercy, and his sword momentum grew increasingly fierce.

Just then, that aged voice sounded once again.

"Dao Xuanzi is a fickle and vengeful man; if he wins, we will have no path to survival. Men, heed my order: assist Immortal Master Kou Hong in dealing with Dao Xuanzi!"

Kou Hong was overjoyed upon hearing this.

He flashed away from Dao Xuanzi, and watching Dao Xuanzi being submerged by the swarming bullets, he shouted triumphantly: "As the saying goes, evil deeds lead to self-destruction. I never expected that the always self-proclaimed noble Dao Xuanzi would also betray his trust and suffer the backlash!"

Dao Xuanzi had already been driven to distraction by the methods of this person in the shadows, and hearing Kou Hong's words now, he was so angry he wanted to vomit blood.

"You fool!" Unable to endure it any longer, he cursed at Kou Hong.

"Good! You've finally spoken your true thoughts!" Kou Hong retorted without showing weakness, "You claim to be clever, so why are you now abandoned by all, and the Mortals you painstakingly recruited have betrayed you? This is what you call being too clever for your own good!"

Dao Xuanzi was speechless upon hearing this. He simply ignored the blockhead and instead brandished waves of sword light, reaping the lives of those Mortal soldiers who dared to attack him.

However, these Mortals were like locusts, endless in number. After killing one batch, another would quickly appear from nowhere to replace them.

Since Dao Xuanzi also had to be wary of the Immortal-Mortal Miasma, he could only use long-range methods that consumed a great deal of energy to kill them. For a time, the situation on the field fell into a bizarre stalemate.

Just then, that aged voice sounded again, like a lingering ghost.

"Immortal Master Kou Hong, my tribesmen are nearly all dead. Once Dao Xuanzi slaughters us all, do you think you will be spared? If you do not act now, when will you?" The voice was somewhat urgent, carrying a hint of weeping.

Reminded by this voice, Kou Hong suddenly realized.

He looked at Dao Xuanzi, his expression solemn: "That is true. Dao Xuanzi, you and I have known each other for a hundred years; although we turned against each other because of the Core Formation Technique, in the pursuit of immortality, relying on one's own ability is nothing to be blamed for. I will give you one last chance: if you give up the Core Formation Technique and retreat on your own, I will not come looking for trouble with you. Otherwise, I fear only one of us will survive."

Dao Xuanzi sighed softly but said nothing, merely raising his sword to meet Kou Hong.

"Very well. Recently, while fleeing, I realized another Dao technique; it is perfect for sending you on your way!" Kou Hong said with a serious face.

Then, he drew a talisman with his hand: "Dao Technique: Dragon Prison!"

Suddenly, fiery shackles appeared in the space above, below, and all around Dao Xuanzi, faintly forming an array and creating a massive cage that trapped him in the center.

"Break for me!" Feeling the immense pressure suddenly placed upon him, Dao Xuanzi's expression turned grave. He took a deep breath, and a phantom of a rusty iron sword faintly appeared behind him.

Under the enhancement of the phantom, the sword light he unleashed seemed to receive some kind of boost; after striking the fiery cage, the originally raging flames instantly fell into stillness and then rapidly dimmed.

Kou Hong seemed to have anticipated this, laughing loudly: "Dao Xuanzi, you and I have been acquainted for a hundred years, fighting side by side countless times. Outsiders all say my cultivation base is far inferior to yours, and that is indeed the truth. However, cultivation is one thing, and fighting is another. If we truly fight to the death, who wins and who loses is still unknown!"

"Things have reached this point, so you need not hold back anymore. Let me see whether your Dao Xuan Sword strike is stronger, or if my Dao technique is superior!"

In Kou Hong's eyes, infinite Battle Intent erupted: "Dao Technique: Dragon Swallowing!"

The originally dim flames suddenly extinguished completely, but Dao Xuanzi's expression changed drastically with the disappearance of the fiery cage.

It turned out that beneath the flames forming the cage, there were hidden tea-colored branches. They were like venomous snakes, lying in wait in the shadows, waiting for the moment to kill. Now that the flames had suddenly extinguished, they shot towards Dao Xuanzi with lightning speed. Along the way, they spread and grew frantically, and in an instant, they formed a crazily twisting monster, about to devour Dao Xuanzi!

"Dao Xuan!" At the critical moment of life and death, Dao Xuanzi was surprised but not panicked.

In the sky, the giant phantom of the rusty sword fully manifested.

The Azure Dragon Branch seemed to have encountered a natural predator, subconsciously freezing for a moment. But then, as if its ferocity had been stirred, it swept towards Dao Xuanzi even more crazily.

Dao Xuanzi swung his sword, and the phantom behind him also performed a synchronized movement.

The space in front was like a water surface struck by a cold chill, solidifying layer by layer.

The previously twisting Azure Dragon Branch collided with the giant Dao Xuan Sword, and after holding out for only a moment, it retreated steadily.

The Azure Dragon Branch shattered into crystalline fragments; the seemingly ferocious Azure Dragon Branch was actually not a match for a single strike of the Dao Xuan Sword!

The meticulously prepared Dao technique was vulnerable, and as the giant sword phantom was about to fly before his eyes, Kou Hong did not dodge or avoid it, his eyes devoid of fear.

"Dao Technique: Dragon Transformation!"

Under Kou Hong's angry shout, a small portion of the Azure Dragon Branch fragments that were drifting all over the sky suddenly came to life.

They rapidly aggregated together, forming a brand new Azure Dragon Branch.

Its color was even deeper than the previous twisting giant, and at the very front, it had two protrusions, just like the horns of a Dragon!

The Azure Dragon Branch was like a sharp sword, ignoring everything as it pierced towards Dao Xuanzi, faintly accompanied by the sound of a Dragon's roar!

A hint of admiration flashed in Dao Xuanzi's eyes, but the giant Dao Xuan Sword showed no sign of retracting.

In a life-and-death struggle, what matters is who is more decisive and who is more ruthless!

The winner lives, the loser dies; that is all!

Just at this critical moment, the aged voice that kept echoing over the Mystic Capital City sounded again.

"Immortal Master Kou Hong, we will lend you a hand!"

Before the voice had finished, long trails of flames, as if premeditated, whistled from all directions and bombarded Dao Xuanzi, erupting into a rain of blood!

"Ah!" Caught off guard, Dao Xuanzi let out a scream, his Aura suddenly dropping.

The Dao Xuan phantom also became dim, and the Azure Dragon Branch took this opportunity to flow against the current, breaking through the solidified space and rooting itself into Dao Xuanzi's body!

The sword shadow that Dao Xuanzi had swung, however, was like a spent arrow, only managing to make Kou Hong cough up a few mouthfuls of blood before dissipating on its own.

"Cough, cough…" Dao Xuanzi smiled miserably, wanting to say something but unable to speak anymore.

In just a moment, under the devouring of the Azure Dragon Branch, he turned into a skeleton!