The sword force seemed to have reached its peak at this moment. Zhu Minglang blasted out another sword strike that was like a landslide. The green-eyed Demon Celestial finally could not withstand it and was sent flying by the Tsunami Landslide Sword.
The green-eyed Demon Celestial kept vomiting blood. However, when the blood touched the ground, it quickly turned into a bluish-green aura and dissipated in the air. The ground also quickly turned into a dried, blood-red color.
"You have such a sword realm. I can't beat you, but you aren't safe and sound either. The feeling of my bone spikes piercing through your body isn't pleasant, right?" The green-eyed Demon Celestial clutched his chest and said weakly.
"I'll give you one last chance." Zhu Minglang continued moving forward even though he was bleeding.
"I've lost. I'm just a soul travel shell. I'll give it to you. I hope you can become a god. Otherwise, it won't be easy to find you among the trash under the Dragon Gate. I'll remember today's humiliation! "The green-eyed Demon Celestial said.
With that said, the green-eyed Demon Celestial's body exploded. His skin and hair flew out. Amidst a terrifying pool of blood, Zhu Minglang saw even sharper Silver Bone Spikes flying towards him.
The Forward Thrust Sword was extremely powerful and could even surpass the Sword Meteorite Sword Art at times. However, the drawback was that the body would turn numb after a few strikes. It would be very difficult to defend, and he would not be able to use overly powerful sword arts for a short period of time.
Zhu Minglang did not block many of these Bone Spikes. His injuries also increased significantly.
However, he now had a soul travel shell and was not really injured. As long as he replenished enough spirit capital, this shell would recover very quickly.
Swaying, Zhu Minglang endured the pain and walked towards the pile of things left behind by the green-eyed Demon Celestial. He found a green-colored Demon Celestial Pearl.
The Demon Celestial Pearl's spirit purity was insufficient, but its spirit capital was still plentiful. After all, it was in a half-dead state. It was already pretty good to have such quality.
Just as the villagers had said, this forest had a richer source of spiritual roots. Sitting here to rest would reduce the depletion of spiritual roots. Occasionally, some could even be replenished. Zhu Minglang sat cross-legged on the ground and began to gather spiritual energy.
But before he could recover much, Zhu Minglang heard noisy footsteps.
One by one, torches lit up nearby. Not long after, the villagers gathered around. The light from the fire reflected on their cheeks, making them look red and strange.
"I've already killed the Demon God. According to our agreement, this forest is yours from now on. I'll rest here for a while. Once I've recovered from my injuries, we'll continue our journey," Zhu Minglang said to the villagers.
The old man, Huang Chi, sized up Zhu Minglang with a tinge of wariness and a tinge of greed.
He lowered his head and said a few words to a few young villagers beside him. Needless to say, they were discussing how to deal with Zhu Minglang.
"Youngster, you are also injured. How about this? Hand the Demon God's Bead over to us. We will give you another ten days of spiritual rice to recuperate. Then, you can leave this place," said the old man, Huang Chi.
"Are you going back on your words?" asked Zhu Minglang.
"How is this going back on our words? You are injured now. What you need most is spiritual rice to recuperate. You shouldn't be in a hurry to use the Demon God's Bead to increase your spiritual cultivation. I'm just making a small suggestion that will be helpful to you and to us," Huang Chi slowly smiled as his eyes stared at the Demon God's Bead in Zhu Minglang's hand.
"Didn't you say that you would give me the last of the spiritual rice? Why is there an extra ten days for no reason?" asked Zhu Minglang.
"Cut the crap. Are you giving it to us or not? Don't be ungrateful!" said a middle-aged man beside the old man.
"That's right. You are injured now and are no match for us. Actually, we can be ruthless to you and take away your soul travel body. However, we are not that kind of sinister people. That's why we're making a suggestion that is beneficial to you. Don't be ungrateful! "said the old man, Huang Chi.
Zhu Minglang smiled.
These villagers were hesitant because they saw how quickly he killed the Demon God and felt that there was a risk in killing him.
If he was in a half-dead state, they would have long rushed up and gnawed on him until not even his bones were left!
Therefore, there was no problem with both sides speaking.
Because they were all wolves!
"Originally, I was going to look for you at daybreak and rob your grain warehouse. Since none of you are good people, I won't pretend anymore." Zhu Minglang sighed.
After saying that, Zhu Minglang stretched out his hand and a white seal appeared on his palm!
"Bai Qi, slaughter the people!"
They were wolves, but he had a dragon!
The Moon Worship Dawn White Dragon flew out of the Spirit Domain and instantly froze the ground for hundreds of miles. The violent ice and snow swept out like a disaster and fearfully pounced on the villagers.
In the ice and snow, countless ice dragons danced in the mountain range. They clustered around the Moon Worship Dawn White Dragon and under its command, crashed into the greedy Dragon Gate villagers.
The villagers were all dumbfounded!
His face was filled with terror!!
Wasn't this guy a Swordsman?!
Where did the Swordsman Dragon God come from?!
"Master Dragon Shepard!" Old man Huang Chi looked like he couldn't believe it. His gaze moved from Zhu Minglang's sacred-blood flying sword to the Dragon God.
Old man Huang Chi had asked Zhu Minglang about his cultivation.
In fact, even if he didn't ask, the villagers would still do the same. After all, no matter how powerful a Divine King was, their cultivation would be suppressed to the demigod realm when they entered the Dragon Gate. As long as it wasn't Master Dragon Shepard who had several demigod dragons, they were confident that they could deal with it.
They never thought that …
There would be someone in this world who could cultivate both a Divine King and a Divine King!
Moreover, the opponent's Dragon God was extremely powerful. Even if its cultivation was suppressed, the strength it displayed was not at the demigod realm. They were no match for it even if they worked together!
"I don't want to become a mortal, I don't want to start over!"
"I was once a god!"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you everything I got in the Dragon Gate …"
The villagers were filled with regret, but Zhu Minglang didn't show them any mercy.
Moreover, these people were just empty shells. Their real bodies weren't dead, but their cultivation would be completely destroyed after they died here.
However, some of them had been lost here for too long and believed that the Dragon Gate was the real thing. Their faces were filled with pain and despair.
…
After slaughtering the villagers, Zhu Minglang's injuries were healed.
He collected the spirit books that the villagers had given out to make up for the spirit books that he had lost.
After returning to the village, Zhu Minglang found the rice barn.
There wasn't much rice in the barn. It could only last for a month at most.
Fortunately, he had the Demon God's Pearl, which could increase the strength of one of his dragons.
"There are no bottlenecks in the Dragon Gate. You can increase whatever you get. Give the Demon God's Pearl to the Incorruptible Dragon. The Incorruptible Dragon already has the heart of a god. With the Demon God's Pearl, it can also unleash the strength of a demigod here, "said Mr. Koi.
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