plumnovel Chapter 67 Level 8 Fire Dragon
Chapter 67 Level 8 Fire Dragon
Taking advantage of this brief respite, Mu Chunfeng suddenly turned around to look.
From the lava near the stone ring, a ferocious dragon head, ten zhang long, slowly emerged.
The dragon's head was covered in thick, crimson scales, each the size of a millstone, shimmering with a metallic luster. A pair of enormous, golden, vertical pupils flashed with a ferocious light, and it spewed scorching breath, radiating a terrifying Nascent Soul stage aura comparable to that of Madam Wen!
The lava lake was still churning violently, with bursts of fiery rain rising around it; clearly, all the changes here were caused by it.
Immediately afterwards, its enormous body rose into the air from the magma, its hundred-foot-long body circling once in the air, stirring up gusts of scorching wind.
"roar--!!!"
The level eight fire dragon let out a deafening roar at Madam Wen. The sound waves spread out as if they were tangible, making the entire volcanic crater buzz and causing rocks to fall continuously from the rock walls.
Even from several miles away, Mu Chunfeng felt a tightness and pain in his chest, and was almost shaken to the point of falling from the sky.
At this moment, Madam Wen's expression was very solemn.
She stayed here for a while after arriving, and even used her divine sense to explore the place three times, but she couldn't detect the aura of this level eight fire dragon at all!
Her gaze fell once again on the ancient fire lotus in the center of the stone ring, a hint of extreme resentment flashing in her eyes.
If she obtains this ten-thousand-year-old fire lotus, she will definitely break through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage within a hundred years. With enough fortuitous encounters, reaching the late-Nascent Soul stage is not impossible. At that time, she might be able to completely break free from the control of the Six Paths Supreme Saint…
Madam Wen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the greed in her heart.
She bowed slightly to the fire dragon, trying to soften her tone: "So this is your territory, fellow Daoist. I have mistakenly entered your esteemed land and have caused you great disturbance. I hope you will forgive me."
Since this is the Fire Dragon's territory, she has lost her innate advantage. Now is not the time to fight it directly. It would be better to leave first and make other plans later.
But the fire dragon completely ignored her attempts to be friendly.
Its enormous golden vertical pupils shifted, fixing their gaze on Mu Chunfeng, who was preparing to slip away in the distance, and it let out a deep, cold snort: "Did I say you could leave?"
The voice just fell.
The magma suddenly boiled, and a huge fire net, hundreds of feet wide, shot into the sky from the magma beneath Mu Chunfeng's feet, like a red-hot iron cage, and enveloped him!
Mu Chunfeng and Xue Mo could only dodge awkwardly. But the fire net forced him to retreat step by step, and in the end he could only retreat all the way back to the vicinity of the stone ring, stopping not far behind Madam Wen.
The fire dragon let out a triumphant laugh, its voice rough and unpleasant, making one's eardrums ache: "Boy, you're smart. Hand over the complete inheritance of the cultivation technique on the golden page, and I might consider sparing your life and taking you as my slave."
Mu Chunfeng was startled.
It turns out it had been hiding in the shadows all along, seeing everything I had done!
But then a question arose in his mind. If this was truly the Fire Dragon's territory, then the other lotus seeds on the Pure Yang Fire Lotus must have been taken by it. But why didn't it just take the Golden Page? Could it be that the inheritance on the Golden Page was limited, passed down to humans but not to demons?
Faced with the threat of the fire dragon, Mu Chunfeng's gaze subtly drifted towards Madam Wen, who was not far in front of him.
Upon hearing Huo Jiao's words, a hint of joy flashed in Madam Wen's eyes.
She quickly replied, "Since you desire this junior, then I entrust him to you. I have other matters to attend to, so I must take my leave!"
After saying that, she turned and tried to run away.
"stop!"
The fire dragon roared.
"Leave the gold pages. And..."
It sized up Lady Wen's graceful figure, its golden vertical pupils gleaming with greed. Licking its fang-filled lips, its rough voice held a hint of amusement: "Your physique is quite good. Stay and be my concubine. If you serve me well, I'll reward you with a Yang Fire Lotus Seed to help you break through your cultivation. How about it?"
Madam Wen's figure suddenly stopped.
She slowly turned around, the last trace of color draining from her face. Her once clear and icy phoenix eyes were now burning with raging fury.
"You beast! You're asking for death!"
Seeing this scene, Mu Chunfeng was overjoyed. He had been worried that the two of them would fight, in which case he would have no chance of escaping today.
Madam Wen was so angry that she trembled all over, and her originally snow-white face was now ashen.
"Zheng—!"
A clear, resonant sword cry echoed throughout the volcanic crater.
The longsword she had been holding suddenly flew out of its sheath, and several crimson flying swords flew out from her body at the same time, turning into several streaks of light, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, and slashed fiercely towards the head of the fire dragon!
The fire dragon saw the flying sword coming, but remained in place without even lifting its eyelids.
It allowed the flying swords to strike its crimson scales. With a series of crisp clangs and sparks flying, those flying swords, which were enough to easily kill a Core Formation cultivator, couldn't even leave a white mark on its scales.
"roar!"
The fire dragon let out a disdainful roar and suddenly released its aura.
A crimson shockwave exploded outwards from its center, blasting away all the flying swords that Lady Wen had shot at it. The swords spun in the air, emitting a piercing buzzing sound.
Even the surrounding magma was stirred up and boiled by this terrifying aura, creating fire waves several meters high.
The residual force of that burst of energy slammed into Mu Chunfeng like an invisible hammer.
He felt a tightness in his chest, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The residual power released by the fire dragon was enough to nearly seriously injure him.
After being blasted away, Mu Chunfeng tumbled several times in the air before barely managing to regain his balance. At this moment, he dared not stay near the two of them any longer. He quickly pulled Xue Mo, who was also shaken and whose blood was churning, and retreated rapidly, flying hundreds of feet away in one breath.
After the fire dragon's aura erupted, its massive body twisted violently, whipping up a sky full of fiery waves, and it charged towards Lady Wen like a moving volcano. A giant claw, carrying immense force, slammed down, its tip flashing with fire, tearing five clear cracks into the air.
Although the fire dragon was enormous, it was extremely fast, and its attack reached Lady Wen in the blink of an eye.
Madam Wen's expression changed, and she quickly summoned a jade-white magic mirror to protect herself. At the same time, she transformed into a streak of light and retreated rapidly.
"Bang!"
The giant claw slammed solidly onto the magic mirror.
A tremendous force surged forth like a tsunami, sending Madam Wen and the magic mirror flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a distant rock wall. The rock wall instantly shattered, and countless fragments of rock fell down, burying half of her body.
Unexpectedly, the fire dragon's attack left Madam Wen in such a sorry state. This beast was clearly not an ordinary level eight demon beast; it was very likely at the peak of level eight, almost reaching level nine.
At this moment, Mu Chunfeng and Xue Mo hid behind a protruding rock several miles away, pressed tightly against the scorching rock wall, their hearts pounding wildly.
He could vaguely sense that the divine senses of both the human and the dragon were locked onto him, so he didn't dare to run too far.
Run? Could he possibly escape under the noses of two Nascent Soul cultivators? But once Madam Wen was defeated, he would undoubtedly be the next target of this ferocious fire dragon. With his late Foundation Establishment cultivation, he wouldn't even have the right to flee from a Nascent Soul fire dragon.
Not run? The aftershocks of a battle between two Nascent Soul stage experts could easily crush him into dust. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him to get involved would be tantamount to suicide.
Just then, a chilling voice, like a venomous snake, pierced his ear: "Boy, if you dare to run, I'll kill you first! Activate the Extreme Yin Possession Technique right now!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Chunfeng immediately understood what was going on. No wonder she hadn't attacked him after confirming that he was a disciple of Ji Yin; she had assumed he was protected by Ji Yin's possession technique.
He smiled bitterly and replied telepathically, "Senior, please forgive me. The Ancestral Master did not use the possession technique on me."
"What?!"
Madam Wen gasped in disbelief, her voice filled with shock.
In her view, how could someone who could be granted an external avatar by Ji Yin and have his secrets revealed to the Reverse Star Alliance's trusted disciples not possess a possession technique to protect himself? You must know that the reason why Wu Chou was so unscrupulous outside was because of the possession technique that Ji Yin had left on him.
The reason she let Mu Chunfeng go earlier was precisely because she was wary of any possible contingency plans that Ji Yin might have left behind.
Although the possession technique couldn't unleash the full power of Ji Yin, she didn't want to offend Ji Yin, a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator. Otherwise, given her temperament, she would have already placed a soul restriction on this Foundation Establishment kid and taken him under her wing.