The Frost of Death was extremely dense. Even the azure dragons living in the Cloud Dragon Kingdom were unable to withstand it. Their scales fell off piece by piece and their bodies gradually shriveled up. Their vitality was rapidly fading away.
It was not just the azure dragons. The dragon-robed ambassadors and the Brass Imperials were not spared either. Because they were closer, they were the first to have their life taken away. With a gust of wind, the frozen, withered, and shriveled creatures were all reduced to white mist of life, drifting towards the Sparrow Wolf God.
The Sparrow Wolf God was like a greedy demon, wildly sucking in the mist of life.
Zhao Chang raised his head. His face was covered in frost. He stared at Zhao Yuan and the Sparrow Wolf God in disbelief.
Zhao Yuan was not angered by what had happened at all. It was as if he already knew. The Sparrow Wolf God showed no pity at all. Everything he could see was his nourishment. The entire imperial capital had become a sacrificial ground for him, a god of the heavens. Human lives were crushed like livestock …
"There are some things that you can only rely on your own eyes and your unaffected perception to judge. You have to bear a great deal of responsibility for this outcome. Your highness Zhao Chang, congratulations on becoming an accomplice of an evil god who has destroyed the Dragon of Heaven's virtue for a hundred thousand years. Congratulations on going down in infamy as the person who has pushed the imperial capital into the Molten Pool Purgatory." Zhu Minglang flew into the air and stared at the remorseful Zhao Chang.
Prince Zhao Chang was like a walking corpse.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined such an outcome, much less that a Righteous God of the Heavenly Pivot Divine Region would be able to unleash evil to such an extent.
Was this the fate of kneeling before a god?
It was better to be torn to pieces than to die in such a humiliating way and have his blood spill on this evil god.
"What's the point of saying all this now? I've let down our guardian dragon god and our ancestors …" Zhao Chang was filled with grief. He stared fixedly at the Sparrow Wolf God, as if he wanted to use the last of his strength to take back the dragon ring.
"If you trust me, tell me when and where you handed the dragon ring to him last night. There might still be room for redemption," Zhu Minglang said to Prince Zhao Chang.
Prince Zhao Chang did not understand why Zhu Minglang knew this.
However, since things had already developed to this point, he no longer hesitated and said, "When the moon was setting at West Maple Mountain, I personally handed over this evil deity to the Martial Dragon Hall!"
Martial Dragon Palace!
It turned out that the Sparrow Wolf God was hiding in the Martial Dragon Palace!
"Tell me a secret that only you will know in this lifetime. It is a secret that will allow you to immediately choose to believe me in an extremely short period of time. Your Highness Zhao Chang, you have already made the wrong choice once. I hope that you will believe me unconditionally this time. This way, your Cloud Dragon Kingdom will be able to survive." Zhu Minglang said.
"There was a female dragon shepherd named You Hua. She was in charge of taking care of the young Azure Dragons in the Cloud Dragon Country. She fell into a cloud cave to save a young Azure Dragon and was unable to climb out. After the jade lamp was used up, she was forever frozen under the cloud cave. She and I had … had a private vow … "When he said the last sentence, Zhao Chang's eyes were filled with agony.
Not only was he unable to walk out of this haze, what made him feel even more agony was that he did not protect the Cloud Dragon Kingdom for You Hua. That was the sacred land that she would rather protect with her life. Now, it was crushed into powder by the Sparrow Wolf God!
Zhu Minglang remembered this story.
It could be seen that Prince Zhao Chang really cared about that woman named You Hua. However, in this huge imperial capital, there were millions of people. How could there not be similar stories that could make one weep and sing? Now, no matter how grand or insignificant the feelings were, there was only the pain of being crushed into powder and the humiliation of being the bait of the heavens!
However, the Sparrow Wolf God despised these and at the same time, he committed a grave mistake!
It was precisely some emotions that he deemed insignificant that became the sharp weapon to kill a god!
Shang Zhuang's hatred, Empress Zhu's regret, Prince An's greed for life, Zhao Chang's persistence, Zhu Tianguan's perseverance …
This "rebirth" allowed Zhu Minglang to see many things that he had neglected in the past from a different perspective. The gods were powerful and terrifying. On that day, he was shocked to the core. Even in his heart, he felt that provoking the gods was a wrong choice.
But was the gods really invincible?
The power was right beside him, but he did not use it well.
The gods were also covered in wounds, but he did not see them clearly.
At this moment, perhaps it was not the right time to kill a god, but Zhu Minglang would still do his best!
If he could do it again a thousand times, or even ten thousand times, Zhu Minglang believed that he could also see the different emotions and different stories of those familiar and strangers in this huge imperial capital. Everyone cherished the people they cared about.
For the sake of what he had witnessed and felt personally, for the sake of the sincerity that he had never seen but existed in the millions of people in the imperial capital, he would kill this god with his own hands!
The road ahead was vast and dangerous. Zhu Men and Ji Ting would live forever!
"Sparrow Wolf God!"
"Look at the sword in my hand!"
Zhu Minglang wielded his sword and rode on the dragon. The ice and frost that filled the sky seemed to have a crack in the sky. On one side of the crack, the Moon Worship Ying Chen White Dragon opened up all its wings. Its wings were holy and pure white like the silver moon. The dazzling dragon light hit the falling clouds, melting those glaciers like clouds into rainbows!
"Jade Blood Sword, Jade Blood Sword!"
"It's you!"
"It's you!!!"
Sparrow Wolf God Shang Bai recognized Zhu Minglang at first glance. Back on the Spiritual Mountain Island, in the east of the Wasteland, Shang Bai met an extremely young swordsman. He cut off his arm and forced him to live in Ji Ting for many years!
How could Shang Bai forget about the enmity of losing his arm? He had long carved Zhu Ming Lang's appearance into his bones!
Zhu Minglang also recognized Shang Bai. Back then, Shang Bai had cut open the ley line with his sword and caused the Wasteland to fall to Li River. He had also changed Zhu Minglang's fate greatly …
However, everything seemed to be predestined.
Just like what Li Xinghua said, a person's fate was like a running river. As long as it was not in a pool of stagnant water, it would eventually meet somewhere and collide!
Whether it was to be swallowed or to become stronger, there was only one result!
"Divine Blood Sword Awakens!"
Holding the sword to the sky, the hundreds and thousands of sword souls that had awakened instantly burst out with a brilliant light like the sun. These inscriptions eventually turned into strands of divine blood sword patterns, spreading toward Zhu Minglang's arms and body like blood vessels!
On Zhu Minglang's cheeks, divine blood patterns covered his face. The ancient and mysterious blood patterns seemed to be granting him extraordinary five senses!
His chest and neck also had divine blood sword patterns. These sword patterns glowed like armor that had been forged in various furnaces. When they covered Zhu Minglang's body, it was like he was wearing a set of armor made of jade blood. Between the patterns, there were blazing red flames, just like the tranquil fire liquid under the Divine Earth Vein Pistil. It was quiet and beautiful, but it would release a terrifying heat wave with the slightest touch!
"That's something that belongs to me, that's something that belongs to me!" The Sparrow Wolf God Shang Bai smelled the scent of divine blood. He became even crazier!
He had taken such a huge risk to come to Extreme Court just for the divine blood!
Not only was it a divine item that could help him ascend to the next level, it was also his life medicine!
"Wait till I pierce it into your skull, then it will belong to you!" Zhu Minglang's figure continuously changed his position in the icy air.
With each change, he was closer to the Sparrow Wolf God Shang Bai. The Sparrow Wolf God did not wait for Zhu Minglang to arrive at the peak of the cloud range. He had already turned into a violent blood-red sandstorm and charged down in a terrifying manner.
Where the sea of clouds sank, Zhu Minglang pulled out his Sword Executing Kun. This sword split the sea of clouds above the Dripping Imperial City into two halves. The fierce sunlight from the Heavens poured down from the sword mark in the sea of clouds, forming two magnificent slanting golden walls in the Imperial City!
The force of the sword slashed the Cloud Mountains, the Cloud Glaciers, and the Cloud Sky Curtain in half. An obvious mark was left on the Sparrow Wolf God's blood-red sandstorm, but the mark was soon filled up by the blood-red sand that was pouring in from other places!
The blood-red gravel was actually the Sparrow Wolf God's own origin blood. It was dried blood.
The dried blood sand contained the divine power of the Sparrow Wolf God. A tiny grain of it was enough to create a sandstorm that could devour a small town, let alone a huge amount of it. It felt like the sand was going to devour the entire sky!
"Reverse Sword, Vermillion Bird!"
Zhu Minglang reversed the Fallen Sword Sword Technique. With a wave of the sword fire, it was as strong as a prairie fire and as powerful as the sky. As he viciously swung the sword towards the sky, a divine fire vermillion bird appeared. Its wings of fire were like clouds and its body was born from the burning clouds. An ancient mythical scene appeared in the imperial capital, making all the King level strong practitioners feel incredulous!!
The Vermillion Bird soared into the sky. The Sword Fire burned the clouds. The icy aura of the Heavenly Asura Dragon dissipated slightly. The clouds that were about to fall to the ground melted!
Zhu Minglang's Vermillion Bird Sword finally tore the terrifying sandstorm apart. Zhu Minglang saw the Sparrow Wolf God. It was like a spirit of the Sand of Resentment. It only had the upper half of its body, while the lower half was wrapped in the red sand. It lunged at Zhu Minglang without the presence of the sandstorm. It was like a blood-colored serpent that was going to eat him alive!
Seeing this, the Heaven Fiend Dragon spread its wings towards the sky. The colorful wings suddenly swallowed all the clouds, fire, and sand around it. It was replaced by a pitch-black darkness.
The Sky Fiend Dragon's wings were boundless in the darkness. They were flying at the Sky Fiend Serpent's Sparrow Wolf God!
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