Chapter 5441 of the Dragon Emperor’s Order: Bloodlust
David gritted his teeth and launched a dozen consecutive attacks, his clothes drenched in sweat.
He knew the difference in strength between them was like an unbridgeable chasm; Lingxi was clearly toying with him.
In the midst of despair, he suddenly remembered the essence of time and space hidden within him—his secret trump card.
“Space Fold!”
David whispered, and the space around him distorted slightly, and Lingxi’s figure blurred momentarily in his vision.
He seized this fleeting opportunity, and his Dragon Slaying Sword slashed out in a golden arc, piercing Lingxi’s heart.
But Lingxi merely flicked the twig with her fingertip, and a cyan aura shot out, instantly shattering the distorted space. “The Essence of Space is quite good, but my control is too shallow.”
Then, David activated the Essence of Time, trying to slow Lingxi’s movements.
The air around them felt stagnant, but Lingxi’s figure remained lithe. The twig, as if alive, precisely deflected the Dragon Slaying Sword. “The power of time relies on the laws of nature. Forcing it will only backfire.”
The constant drain on his Origin Power made David’s blood boil. He knew that conventional methods were impossible to defeat Lingxi.
Seeing her calm demeanor, a crazy thought occurred to him—he would take a gamble.
David suddenly retreated, pouring his dragon bloodline, spiritual energy, and the last vestiges of Origin Power he could control into the Dragon Slaying Sword. The sword let out a sharp hum, and golden sword energy coalesced into the form of a solid dragon, shooting toward Lingxi with devastating force. This attack had nearly
exhausted him. If he failed, he would collapse from exhaustion, possibly even destroying his Origin Power.
A flash of shock flashed across Lingxi’s eyes, then she shook her head slightly. She swung her branch, sending a stream of blue spiritual light pouring down like a waterfall, instantly destroying the dragon-shaped sword energy.
As soon as the sword energy dissipated, David, taking advantage of the recoil, leaped toward Lingxi like a kite with a broken string. The remaining sword energy from the Dragon Slaying Sword slashed at her skirt.
This move was completely unexpected, a truly desperate attempt.
Lingxi, clearly unprepared for such a reckless move, was momentarily taken aback. By the time she realized what had happened, the golden sword energy had already scratched her sleeve. With a soft
“swish
,” a small scratch was left on her pale blue palace gown, and the silk threads fluttered in the wind.
Lingxi looked down at the mark on her sleeve, then looked up at David, who lay exhausted and panting. The joy in her eyes faded, replaced by a glimmer of recognition. “You’re quite brave, I see.”
David lay on the ground, gazing at the mark on Lingxi’s sleeve with a weak but satisfied smile.
His gamble had paid off.
“Yunxiu, gather three hundred golden-armored guards and prepare the flying warship,”
Lingxi ordered Yunxiu behind her. Then, she stepped in front of David and, with cyan spiritual light from her fingertips, poured it into his body. “Recover your strength first. We’ll head to the Sixth Heaven now.”
Half an hour later, in the plaza of the Divine King Palace, three hundred golden-armored guards, wearing armor and holding spears, stood in neat formation before a giant golden warship.
Lingxi, dressed in cyan robes, stood at the prow. David stood beside her, watching the spectacle with rapt excitement.
Lingxi raised her hand and waved it through the air. Cyan spiritual energy surged out like a tide, tearing through the space before them as easily as thin paper. A wide, bright passageway appeared before them, and beyond it, a faint glimpse of the Sixth Heaven could be seen.
There were no flashes of purple laws, no terrifying backlash; everything seemed easy and carefree.
“Let’s go,”
Lingxi said calmly, stepping into the passageway first.
David followed closely behind. As soon as he stepped inside, he turned his head toward the Eighth Heaven, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
On his way there, he had exerted all his strength, narrowly escaping death and passing through barriers, and enduring the heartbreaking blows of the Heavenly Dao; now, Ling Xi only needed to wave her hand to open a safe passage.