Chapter 528: The Dragon Slayer Wasn’t The Evil Dragon

From afar, aboard the spaceship, Jiang Siyuan was undergoing light transformation, with light waves dispersing. He was very decisive, intending to disperse the fire of his spirit.

Fang Yuzhu was here. How could she watch him give up his life like this? She couldn't allow him to vanish into thin air just like that. She formed sacred seals, and with an ancient spell, all the scattered light rain reversed its flow, gathering back together.

Furthermore, as her spell blossomed, the Divine Ascension Bamboo Forest resonated, raining golden rules and nourishing the dying spirit fire.

The shadow couple also acted, imprisoning the void, using unparalleled spiritual domains as guides to help him reassemble the fire of his spirit and manifest it once more.

Among those present, aside from Qi Tian and the Sword Lunatic Shang Yi, the other peerless transcendents also felt sympathy for Jiang Siyuan and were touched by his plight.

"Siyuan, you don't need to do this, pull yourself together!" Fang Yuzhu spoke while surrounded by a faint golden aura. She was providing the strongest protection by all means necessary.

Demon Lord's mother also spoke, "The spiritual imprint Qi Tian extracted from you is too fragile. It has already collapsed after being activated by the Ascension Banner several times. There's little to no effect left."

Everyone present was a peerless transcendent, all possessing treasures, with transcendent cultivation bases, belonging to the most powerful figures of this mythical era.

Jiang Siyuan's spirit light was on the verge of extinguishing, he was extremely weak. With just a single look, these people could naturally understand that he was a sincere and genuine person. It was precisely because of this that they also felt some admiration and did not stop him from being saved.

The Demon Lord's father nodded. At that moment, his mood was like the waves in the sea, fluctuating. As the battles in the depths of the universe changed one after another, it was also affecting his emotions.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan seemed to have reversed the situation in the battle. Now, he actually held the upper hand. Displaying a marvelous technique that even left him astonished, he was suppressing the Evil Dragon in the fight.

The ancestors of the Superlative Palace and the Imperial Palace of Gouchen glanced at Qi Tian. This time, using six treasures to condense the mirror light, they reflected the scene of the battlefield, showing the image of Qi Tian's imminent defeat.

"Are you inviting us to witness your demise?" asked one of them.

The Evil Dragon remained indifferent upon hearing this, not saying a word. The development of events caught him off guard. The prey was much stronger than he had imagined, even planning to counterattack and kill him. Now, it was like a scene of a massive car crash over there. Was he planning to live-stream his own death?

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Deep in the universe, the great battle was nearing its end.

Qi Tian was proficient in all kinds of scriptures. Over the past three thousand and five hundred years, he had collected countless supreme secrets and mastered them all.

Before him, the magnificent scene of the Yao Pool Grand Event reappeared. It occurred once every millennium, with thousands of immortals gathering, and great masters of supernatural powers appearing one after another. It seemed like a real reflection, but it was still seen through!

Qi Tian stood at the Peach Blossom Garden, with falling petals everywhere. He was also accompanied by many immortals. Bathed in the light rain, he possessed terrifying power. However, with Wang Xuan's intrusion, the beautiful scenery collapsed, the event came to an end, and the immortals dispersed.

What was once a magnificent scene, a beautiful picture, was now shattered by Wang Xuan wielding his furnace lid, crashing down in chaos.

The furnace body erupted with flames, red substances were burning the Peach Blossom Garden, pressing down on all the immortals. He rampaged violently all the way through.

For an Earth Immortal in this era, there was indeed no solution for other transcendents, no doubt about it. However, Wang Xuan himself was not weak. Coupled with his transcendence, he was now driving the Evil Dragon away again. He repeatedly injured him, causing blood to splatter everywhere as he pursued.

Qi Tian's body flew horizontally, the Ascension Banner in his hand seemed to be ignited. It was dazzling and terrifying. Every swing cut through the void, making fragments of rules to fall.

But he really couldn't fight Wang Xuan now. The prey he was trying to kill was in a frenzy and was fighting back. His body was covered in blood and almost broke apart.

With a puff, his outstretched right hand was hit by the furnace lid, causing three of his fingers to explode one by one.

The pain was unbearable. Qi Tian was now at an absolute disadvantage, he was suppressed. With a crack, his right scapula shattered, bone fragments bursting out.

How did it come to this?

He was an Earth Immortal, invincible among the transcendent beings of the mortal realm. Yet, he suffered the most brutal defeat of his life, being hunted down by a young man.

"Evil Dragon, where are you going? Today is the day a dragon dies, now’s the time!" shouted Wang Xuan. His spiritual sense was terrifyingly intense, increasing many times over.

He left behind afterimages, constantly teleporting to pursue the Evil Dragon. Then, he punched many holes through his body, sending bone fragments flying out.

With a crack, the dragon's spine was broken and his whole body bent. He was covered in blood and cold sweat. Enduring the pain, he hugged the Ascension Banner with both hands, trying to tear open the void and temporarily escape from the madman in that special state.

However, when the treasure pierced the void, it was directly pushed back by someone, causing a huge explosion. Even an Earth Immortal was powerless when faced with this situation.

Qi Tian knew very well that his opponent's current state was somewhat difficult to control. Although extremely short-lived, it was enough to do many things, including delivering fatal attacks to enemies.

Wang Xuan's body seemed to dissipate, abruptly reappearing beside the dragon. Treasure fell heavily, entangling the Ascension Banner. The treasure was intending to pull it into the furnace.

At that moment, the entanglement of the two treasures also tore apart each other's protective light veils. Qi Tian's expression changed. His condition was extremely bad and couldn't withstand any more turmoil.

Wang Xuan, on the other hand, feared nothing. His whole body shone as he slashed with his rotating sword, every part of his body became a weapon to strangle opponents in close contact.

Pew pew pew!

At that moment, even the composed dragon couldn't help but feel miserable. His spells couldn't stop the rotating sword, then he was pierced through by endless sword lights.

Qi Tian's flesh flew, his body became like a sieve. If it weren't for his hands channeling the power of the treasure rules, forcibly protecting his flesh and spirit, he would have been chopped to pieces.

"How can you still not die like this?!" exclaimed Wang Xuan. He snatched the banner, attacking with all his might.

At this point, his spiritual sense of mind faded, but he still gained overwhelming advantage, and was firmly suppressing the Evil Dragon.

With a bang, Qi Tian's right arm burst into a mist of blood. His body and left arm remained firmly attached to the banner, shaking vigorously, resisting, not wanting to lose the banner. Once he lost the treasure, he would undoubtedly die.

But now most of his body was exposed, and the protective light veil formed by the Ascension Banner was torn open. Wang Xuan mercilessly wielded the Banner of Severance, with a thud it pierced into Qi Tian’s flesh, causing it to instantly disintegrate.

"Ah

…" Qi Tian shouted, his form was on the verge of complete destruction. He struggled and resisted, showing no intention of giving up. His willpower was incredibly strong.

With a chirp, Wang Xuan wielded the Godslaying Banner, nailing it into his forehead. That immediately dimmed his eyes and slightly stiffened his body. However, he still didn't die!

"Such a vigorous vitality, you’re truly terrifyingly strong," said Wang Xuan. Even he was moved, his emotions surging. The opponent was a bit out of the ordinary.

In an instant, his pupils contracted as he discovered certain clues, and then he found out the truth. No wonder the Qi Tian didn't die, he was still holding onto the Ascension Banner to resolve the crisis.

In Qi Tian's head, black mist spread, and a bleeding spirit was bound. It was wrapped in chains, now pushed out to resist the Godslaying Banner. The Godslaying Banner pierced into his forehead and was aiming to dissolve that spirit.

And deep within the endless black mist, there was another figure with terrifying eyes, holding the Chains of Order in hand.

"Two spirits?" Wang Xuan spoke, scanning with his Spiritual Eyes, sensing the aura of that spirit deep in the black mist. It was a terrifying one indeed!

In front of him, the figure pierced by the Godslaying Banner gradually emerged from confusion and blur to reveal its true face. A clear aura emanated from him, he appeared divine and flawless with the circulation of immortal qi surrounding him.

At this moment, he seemed to awaken from a deep sleep, looking down at his spirit body trapped by the chains and then at the Godslaying Banner stuck in his chest.

"Didn't I die in battle over three thousand years ago?" he murmured, recalling the past events, fighting alone against the emperors, slaying enemies, and finally being torn apart by the Nirvana Art of the Hell Phoenix.

"Yes, when my spirit collapsed, a terrifying evil spirit found me. I was bound by him, replaced by him, lost for over three thousand years," he said as if suddenly remembering everything.

Later, he was absorbed by the terrifying spirit, bound within the spirit, and was able to glimpse many things in a daze. Now, as if flashing like lightning, he recalled everything.

In an instant, various past events appeared, his entire life flashing before his eyes, captured by Wang Xuan who traced his past trajectory.

The Dragon Slayer was never the Evil Dragon! The terrifying spirit was the Evil Dragon! The real Qi Tian, his life was truly lamentable.

In ancient times, he was extraordinary and transcendent, untainted by the world, living a brilliant life without any blemish. He was a true immortal of the Dao. Coupled with his special inner landscape opened during his mortal days, he became incomparably powerful.

Three thousand five hundred years ago, during the era of the Sword Lunatic Shang Yi and the First One, he was undoubtedly the number one figure in the immortal path.

"The emperors hunted me down, with the shadow of the terrifying spirit lurking around. Was the ancient emperor manipulated, or were they in collusion long ago? None of this matters anymore," he murmured.

At that time, Qi Tian, although superior and a true immortal of the Dao, was also a modest gentleman who never used his power to oppress others. He was never hypocritical, that was his nature.

And precisely because of his exceptional character, even though more than three thousand years had passed, his old acquaintances, his friends from his past, still came to serve him without reservation upon learning of his resurrection.

However, they did not know that while his body remained as graceful as the old Qi Tian, his spirit had long changed. The terrifying evil spirit took control of everything, cooperating with the creator of the Demonic Embryo Technique and contacting other terrifying evil spirits.

Wang Xuan fell silent. Qi Tian's appearance was originally elegant, handsome, and ethereal, consistent with his original spirit temperament. Occasionally, he would appear ferocious, exuding the aura of hell. That was because he had been replaced and devoured by the terrifying evil spirit.

Seeing the past of Qi Tian, he couldn't help but sigh lightly. He was originally the most Dao-like person, yet he ended up in such a plight.

Obviously, only the final fragments of the spirit remained now. Qi Tian's main spirit had been devoured by the terrifying evil spirit!

"The people who possess special inner landscapes, from the First one, to me, and later to Jiang Siyuan, none of us can have a good ending." The real Qi Tian murmured. He had once been merged with the terrifying evil spirit. Now, after being pushed out to block the Godslaying Banner, he regained consciousness and knew everything that had happened over the past three thousand years.

He muttered to himself, "Why do people like us end up so tragically? Have we done something wrong? Despite being so despised by fate, the real Evil Dragons can still overlook the world and stand above the clouds."

"You… are one of us, the last special one of the end of the myth. Take care of yourself and don't follow in our footsteps!" said the real Qi TIan. He was just a spiritual fragment, unable to condense for more than a fleeting moment.

In the final moment, he nodded to Wang Xuan and said, "Help me slay the dragon… I'm leaving!"

"No, I can try to save you!" Wang Xuan shouted. He hesitated to act, hoping to save the real Qi Tian.

However, the restored Qi Tian, untainted by the world, was also extremely resolute and determined inside. He turned around, self-immolated and rushed towards the darkness behind him. He was carrying the Godslaying Banner to kill the terrifying evil spirit shrouded in the thick fog, then, he detonated himself without hesitation!

"Raaa

!" A roar like that of a beast sounded out, and the black spirit in the thick fog surged up. After accumulating power for a long time, it tore through Wang Xuan's restraint at that moment, escaping from Qi Tian's body with the Ascension Banner and soaring into the sky. It was attempting to flee!

"Can you escape? I let you go so that you can preserve Qi Tian's flesh and blood, to give him a decent burial. Who do you think you are? You’ve caused chaos until now, and is still thinking of escaping? Terrifying evil spirit, die!"

Wang Xuan roared, with bloodshot eyes. He caught up in an instant while holding a supreme treasure in hand. He exerted all his strength, his physical and mental state roaring and glowing, reaching the peak of his power.

Clang!

This time, with the furnace mouth glowing, he snatched the Ascension Banner, and retracted the long banner in an instant, closing the lid. Then he rushed forward, grabbing the black terrifying evil spirit bare-handed, tearing it apart directly, from the arm to the head, ripping it into pieces one by one.