Chapter 510: Chapter 237 "Jin’an, Don’t Breathe..."_2
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The gray mist shrouding the entire Fuyin City had long dissipated, leaving a clear blue sky with not a cloud in sight.
Under the brilliant sword light, this magnificent ancient city had already been leveled to the ground.
Only the Great Hall, a Coiled Dragon Pillar, and the standing southern city gate remained.
Xiao Yinruo’s left wrist, holding "Still Water Runs Deep," trembled slightly, but the long sword in her hand still emitted a grim Sword Qi.
Beside her, Lu Jin’an tightly held Xiao Yinruo’s cold slender hand after her sword strike, drawing closer to her while gently supporting her.
He turned his head to look, seeing Xiao Yinruo’s disheveled hair and her face slightly pale, lacking much color.
This sword had consumed most of her Spiritual Power, but what truly weakened her was the Heavenly Testing Technique.
The complete Heavenly Testing Technique borrowed Heavenly Might to stir the Great Dao, greatly enhancing the power of this sword, but it was also a significant drain on Xiao Yinruo’s Divine Sense.
Spiritual exhaustion was far greater than the fatigue from Spiritual Power consumption.
Xiao Yinruo noticed Lu Jin’an’s small gesture, subconsciously tightening her grip on his right hand; at this moment, the warmth in his palm was like a cool spring to her, dispelling the chill.
The sword tip drooped down as Xiao Yinruo, expressionless, looked at the statue of Emperor Kongwu enshrined in this hall.
The statue had long been covered in cracks, and with a series of cracking sounds, it suddenly shattered.
A giant serpent reappeared among the falling fragments, but only a snake head remained, breathing lowly.
At the same time, a hoarse voice, as if waking from a long sleep, echoed.
"This move is truly grandiose, with the majestic spectacle of splitting the heavens and earth..."
Beyond the shattered statue fragments, the Great Buddha draped in a Kasaya gazed out at the Sky Dome, where the light, still bursting and tearing apart the gray mist, emanated: "It’s just a pity that it relied on Heavenly Might."
Xiao Yinruo’s long hair was in disarray, a strand sticking to the corner of her lips, accentuating the delicate red of her lips against her pale face.
She said coldly, "So what if it relied on Heavenly Might?"
Emperor Kongwu still didn’t look at Xiao Yinruo.
Outside the hall, dark shadows began to spread again above, the cold wind growing from initial bleakness to a dense and sticky texture, carrying the Dead Tide within, stained with intense malice, engulfing the Sword Qi that filled the sky in its surges.
In the end, only a streak of sword light spanned the Sky Dome, with the surrounding gray mist swirling into a massive vortex.
The yin wind howled in, whispering softly near the ear.
Within the Forget Love Dao Domain, Xiao Yinruo and Lu Jin’an were unaffected; Lu Jin’an merely tilted his head to glance at the dark red light and shadow printed on the door and windows.
The moon?
Lu Jin’an thought silently, looking at Xiao Yinruo’s clothes fluttering without wind at that moment.
He opened his mouth, suddenly feeling a chill rising in his heart, causing a prickling sensation on his scalp.
Xiao Yinruo gripped his hand tighter, as four Green Lotuses formed by Yun Miao Seal slowly bloomed around them, like an arrow on a string.
Clatter, clatter...
The sound of falling gravel came from behind; Lu Jin’an didn’t turn back to look but knew clearly that it was the sound from the Coiled Dragon Pillar.
Is that old dragon moving?
A Green Lotus passed through his line of sight, and Lu Jin’an distinctly saw the figure of the Flame Dragon reflected on the translucent lotus petals, like a giant serpent prowling, transforming at the moment a dragon claw touched the ground into a female Dragon-man shrouded in black fire mist, born with Dragon Horns.
She took steps with some difficulty, as if she hadn’t walked for a long time, swaying like a zombie.
Lu Jin’an had never seen a Fallen Dragon, so he didn’t know if she counted as one, but recalling Xiao Yinruo’s previous description of the Dragon Clan Altar, he thought this female dragon probably wasn’t yet a Fallen Dragon.
Because she hadn’t reached a point of disowning kin and knowing only slaughter.
Wondering about her strength...
"It really hurts..."
The female dragon’s voice was also dry and hoarse; Lu Jin’an heard the sound of blood dripping onto the ground, quickening the rhythm of his heartbeats significantly.
Not out of fear, but because of Dragon Blood.
Even for a female dragon, Dragon Blood was an excellent Body Refinement treasure.
The sword light and gray mist in the Sky Dome intertwined into a bizarre scene of day and night cycle, Xiao Yinruo’s gaze passed over the motionless Emperor Kongwu, suddenly taking Lu Jin’an and soaring into the sky, one sword light appearing, another sword light disappearing.
The Great Hall collapsed, and Xiao Yinruo brought Lu Jin’an to land atop the unharmed southern city tower, watching one Buddha and one dragon with a grave expression.
She didn’t recognize this female dragon, but Emperor Kongwu was recorded in the books.
He was once the fourth among the Twenty Deva on Sumeru Mountain, unquestionably at the Late Divine Presence in strength.
She didn’t know why he was still alive, nor how much of his strength remained, but he seemed unscathed under that sword move, with deeper foundations than imagined.
Xiao Yinruo slightly tightened her grip on the sword hilt; the previous sword had destroyed Emperor Kongwu’s Golden Body, but she didn’t know how much damage the true form had sustained.
Lu Jin’an turned to gaze at the sky; blood-colored turbulence should have been the light and shadow that appeared on the doors and windows earlier.
What’s in the blood color?
"Leave him." The female dragon slowly turned, looking at Lu Jin’an with greedy eyes: "I, the Saint, need him."
Pausing, she spoke again, but not to Xiao Yinruo: "You’ve eaten enough just now; it’s my turn."
Emperor Kongwu’s gaze shifted towards the female dragon: "You’re old."
"I, the Saint, will eat you."
"You’ll die."
Silence.
Listening to the conversation between one Buddha and one dragon, Lu Jin’an, gaining some insight, whispered to Xiao Yinruo, "Two yin energies wanting to consume my yang energy."
Xiao Yinruo acknowledged with a "Hmm": "Emperor Kongwu wants to resurrect through the Dragon Clan Altar; that dragon was an incomplete ’work’ when the Dragon Clan evacuated this place...only one of them can live."