Even with the overwhelming dragon aura surrounding him, David’s gaze remained fixed on the purple-robed figure, as if an invisible thread was tugging at his mind tightly, focusing all his attention on it.
A figure in a flowing purple robe stood calmly half a step away from Ning Zhi. His robes fluttered in the wind, highlighting his slender yet upright figure. She seemed aloof and otherworldly, like a fairy who had descended from the heavens into the mortal world, untouched by the dust of the world.
The cold expression between her eyebrows and eyes was like ice that would never melt, but in David’s eyes, this face was still engraved in his soul, a face that haunted his dreams.
The look in his eyes was full of strangeness and confusion, without the gentleness, affection, or dependence like before, without even the slightest hint of familiarity, as if they were complete strangers.
David’s heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, being repeatedly squeezed and torn apart. The sharp pain spread throughout his limbs and bones, making him almost unable to breathe. Even the surrounding dragon energy was momentarily disturbed.
He wanted so badly to rush over, hug the person he had been thinking about day and night, and tell him how much he missed him, but the barrier between them was like an unfathomable chasm, making it impossible for him to move an inch.
But he couldn’t fall.
We must not fall at this point.
Thousands of cultivators in Yunxian City were still waiting for him, and his friends were still waiting for him. Even though his heart ached like it was going to be torn apart, he had to hold on.
David took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently, forcibly suppressing the pain and longing overflowing in his heart, and resolutely restraining the emotions that overflowed into the deepest part of his soul. He slowly raised his right hand and gently clenched it towards the void.
In an instant, golden light struck!
Dazzling golden light penetrated the demonic energy, and a longsword, entirely black with subtle golden patterns flowing along the blade, appeared out of thin air in his hand. The sword was thick and the hilt was carved with dragon patterns. The sword felt warm to the touch and felt familiar.
This is the Dragon Slayer Sword.
The sword trembled slightly, emitting a deep and long sword sound, as if a divine weapon that had slept for thousands of years was awakening, responding to its master’s call, or as if it was announcing to heaven and earth that its master, after going through hardships, had finally returned.
The golden patterns on the sword spread along David’s palm, blending with the dragon energy in his body, emitting an increasingly sharp aura.
David grasped the Dragon Slayer Sword, the tip pointed diagonally at the ground. The chaotic aura around him slowly subsided, and the pain in his eyes was completely replaced by a terrifying killing intent.
He was like a volcano that had been sleeping for thousands of years but was about to erupt. His surface appeared calm and still, but within him was roiling a power that could destroy everything. His killing intent was directed at Ning Zhi without the slightest concealment.
Seeing David’s restrained but firm appearance, Ning Zhi’s smile grew wider, his eyes filled with ridicule and ridicule, as if he was looking at a clown. The demonic energy around him was increasing, making his face look even more sinister.
“Oh? Dragon Slayer Sword?”
He spoke softly, his voice was not loud, but it was heard throughout Cloud Immortal City by the demonic energy, clearly reaching everyone’s ears. The disdain in his tone was undisguised, “David, you’re truly nostalgic. So many years have passed, and you’re still wielding this broken sword. How could the venerable Golden Dragon bloodline fall so low that you couldn’t even produce a decent divine artifact?”
He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the Dragon Slayer Sword in David’s hand with disdain. His tone became increasingly dismissive, even containing a hint of condescending mockery: “That’s right. You’re only at the fourth rank of the Upper Immortal Realm currently, which is at the bottom of the fourteenth heaven. Even if you use an ancient antique like the Dragon Slayer Sword, how much power can you unleash?”
“I doubt you can even perform a complete sword move. With such little strength, you dare to fight me? This is truly embarrassing.”
David looked at him calmly, without anger or expression. He only spoke in a cold and emotionless voice: “Ning Zhi, you talk too much nonsense. If you want to fight, fight. Why keep making a fuss here and just bother people?”
“Oh.”
Ning Zhi sneered, a cruel smile on her lips. Just when he was about to continue his ridicule, a sharp and clear female voice suddenly broke the deadlock in the air.
FAQ Novel
Q: What kind of forces are colliding in this chapter?
A: The chapter describes a collision between surging demonic energy and a mighty, sacred dragon force.
Q: Who are the central figures involved in the confrontation?
A: David and Ning Zhi are depicted standing a hundred feet apart, their auras locked in a fierce confrontation.
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