"What dragon soul?" Zhou Yang furrowed his brows.
"Nonsense, of course it's the nine great dragon souls. If I'm not wrong, the third dragon soul should be in the sword of that so-called prince."
"Understood."
Zhou Yang nodded, still pondering about the king's might.
"Zhou Yang, dragon soul, the third dragon soul." Greedy Soul stared at Zhou Yang in astonishment, not understanding why Zhou Yang wasn't excited at all.
"So what? I haven't retrieved it yet, and even if I do, it's just like raising one more dragon soul. Should I be excited?" Zhou Yang glanced at Greedy Soul.
"Of course you should be excited, because as long as we can gather all three Astral Souls, we will be able to open the Wu Cang in our inherited memories. There are many secret martial arts in the Wu Cang, and with the three dragon souls, we will be able to allow you to borrow a true dragon Astral Soul." Greedy Soul shouted.
"True dragon Astral Soul …" Zhou Yang exclaimed.
"That's right, a true dragon Astral Soul is an existence that surpasses a Heavenly Dipper Lord Astral Soul. Isn't this enough to excite you?" Greedy Soul laughed.
Zhou Yang was indeed excited. Not to mention a true dragon Astral Soul, even the Fire Dragon Astral Soul and the Ice Dragon Astral Soul were both Heavenly Dipper Lords. In the entire Dragonwu Country, only the founding emperor had a Fire Dragon Astral Soul.
And he himself would have a true dragon Astral Soul that surpassed the Fire Dragon Astral Soul!
"But Zhou Yang, don't be too anxious. The strength of that third prince cannot be underestimated. You have to quickly grasp the king's might, and only when you are able to unleash it will you be able to fight against him. If not, you will never be his opponent," Greedy Soul said.
Zhou Yang nodded. Greedy Soul was right. The king's might was incomparably powerful. If he couldn't unleash it freely, he wouldn't even be able to move when facing the Dragon Incantation, let alone fight against it.
"Seems like I have to go to the Mirror Lake Palace after the summit battle." Zhou Yang spoke in a low voice. Back then, the mysterious burly man from the Starsoul Valley said that if he wanted to grasp the king's might, he had to make a trip to the Empress Palace.
"But before that, you still have one more battle. In my opinion, if you want to win this battle, the best choice is to use a sword formation. When your sword formation reaches the level of 36 Heavenly Dipper Lords, defeating a Peak Lord's disciple would be no problem."
"That's exactly what I'm thinking. I've already reached the entry level in the last cultivation session. I have absolute confidence in the remaining 90 days."
Forcefully suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhou Yang sat down cross-legged and adjusted his breathing for an hour before he started to deduce the sword formation.
While Zhou Yang was deducing the sword formation in the infinite space, more than a dozen young martial art practitioners gathered in a golden hall at the highest point of the Sky Sword Peak, led by the Third Prince, Long Jue.
"Third Highness, it seems that Zhou Yang does not intend to leave the summit." Zi Ying said with a frown.
Long Jue didn't say anything. His gaze shifted to Zhou Aotian. "Aotian, have you made arrangements for Zhou Xianxian?"
"Since she has already become a cripple, the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect is no longer suitable for her. I will arrange for someone to send her to the Imperial City tomorrow." Zhou Aotian nodded.
"Very good, Ao Tian. I value you a lot, so don't let these small things affect you. Besides …"
Speaking up to this point, Long Jue looked at Jian Wuhen again. "Wuhen, settle your marriage with Tang Yuewu as soon as possible to avoid any accidents. The Tang Clan must be in our hands."
"I will bring Tang Yuewu back to the Imperial City in a week." Jian Wuhen sneered.
"It's a pity for Zhou Xianxian. She was originally a talent. It's a pity … Nangong, since Zhou Xianxian is already a cripple, I will arrange for you to meet Yan Qingcheng when we return to the Imperial City …"
Nangong Ying immediately revealed a happy expression when she heard this. "Thank you, Third Highness."
The rest of the people also had an envious expression. Yan Qingcheng was one of the three great beauties of the Imperial City. Moreover, her status was extremely noble. She was not inferior to the princess of the Imperial Family.
"I have already told you about Zhou Yang's matter at the summit. However, if he still doesn't leave after three days, Ye Ming will take action. However, remember not to kill him, only to cripple him. His life must be taken by Zhining."
After saying this, Long Jue stood up and left slowly under the respectful farewell of the crowd. He only stopped in front of a cave residence behind the golden hall.
"Are you alright?" Long Jue looked at the cave residence and asked.
"Why won't you let me out? I want to kill him with my own hands." The person who spoke was Ye Zhining with a bone-chilling voice.
"Your Frost Phoenix Physique has just awakened. You need forty-nine days of closed-door training. There is only one month left now. You cannot leave this place."
"But Your Highness, you should know that he is my inner demon. If I don't kill him, I won't be able to calm down." Ye Zhining said angrily.
"Zhining, I have already said that you and he are not from the same world. In the future, you will be the Empress of our Dragonwu Country. Now, go into closed-door training. When the forty-nine days are complete, I will fulfill your wish."
"But …"
"There are no buts. I don't want you to delay yourself because of a small character. That's all."
After saying this, Long Jue waved his hand and a golden light appeared at the entrance of the cave …
Three days passed quickly.
On the last day of the Ascension Battle, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.
When Zhou Yang opened his eyes, Wanyan Jing was looking at him nervously.
"You are finally awake." Wanyan Jing heaved a sigh of relief.
"Why are you so nervous?" Zhou Yang asked doubtfully.
"What am I doing? Don't you know that today is the last day of the Ascension Battle? Look at the surrounding mountains. "Wanyan Jing looked around after he finished speaking.
Zhou Yang frowned and looked around. He saw that the surrounding mountains were filled with people. There were even many elders and deacons. Among them, he saw many familiar faces.
The Mu sisters, Xia Bingxin, Mirror Lake Palace's Yin Yao, and all the disciples of Heavy Sword Peak.
"So what if they are here? What's the big deal?" Zhou Yang smiled and stood up to look at the sky.
The sun had already passed the middle of the sky. There were only three hours left until dusk. Once the time was up, he would be able to reach the peak.
"Dong …"
There was only half an hour left before dusk. The bell rang, informing the entire Tiangang Sword Sect that the Ascension Battle was about to end.
However, everyone knew that this was probably just the beginning of the final battle.
"Sigh …"
A sigh came from the bottom of the mountain. Everyone looked down.
Down below, there was a youth in a blue robe with a somewhat lazy expression, slowly walking toward the peak of the mountain.
"Ye Ming, Ye Ming, the disciple of the Morning Sun Peak's Peak Lord. He is here!"
Ye Ming, the disciple of the Morning Sun Peak's Peak Lord, had a net worth of twelve million. His cultivation was at the peak of the Mercury Realm. He had mastered the Tri-Talent Sword and possessed the wind-type Heavenly Dipper Star Soul, the Tempest Star Soul. His maximum speed could reach the fourth level of wind speed, and he had a hundred-year Vermillion Bird Flying Sword bestowed by the Peak Lord.
The number one person under the Sword Sovereign!
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