Dragon Tamer - Chapter 1471 - 1475: 50 Years of Chess

Chapter 1471: Chapter 1475: 50 Years of Chess

Avoid direct confrontation for now.

Jiu He led a group of Heavenly Dragon Generals to retreat to the foot of Ten Thousand Years Floating Mountain, where a Golden Cogwheel Array was present.

The leader of the Heavenly Dragons, who controlled the Spirit Control Silver Dragon, raised his right hand high. A Dragon’s Horn appeared in his hand, and the silver Dragon’s Horn not only activated the array at Ten Thousand Years Floating Mountain but also summoned a large number of Blazing Fire Dragon Sparrows from an unknown palace in the clouds!

The Blazing Fire Dragon Sparrows appeared in vast numbers, like thick red clouds moving toward this location, their radiance like countless lamps gathered together, illuminating the area under the Ten Thousand Years Floating Mountain!

The dark eye of Flame of Nine Yins released the Night Burial Tidal Current once again, the cold dark tide like water flooding the high mountains, gradually imprisoning all the Heavenly Dragon Generals.

The Silver Dragon Imperial Guard wielded the Dragon’s Horn once more, and suddenly, those Blazing Fire Dragon Sparrows flew in swarms into the cold tidal current!

Their fiery feathers extinguished the moment they touched the tide, and their bodies were buried and dissolved just like the previous Yushan Heavenly Dragons, leaving not a trace behind.

Despite this, the Silver Dragon Imperial Guard issued a mandate, forcing these Blazing Fire Dragon Sparrows from the heavenly palace to plunge into the tide without fear!

Only by this method could they resist the tide’s spreading!

Like moths to a flame, the fragile Dragon Sparrows were utterly incapable of withstanding such power. Until the last Blazing Fire Dragon Sparrow perished, the tide finally ceased to rise.

Only then did Yao Jun, Jiu He, and the Silver Dragon Imperial Guard breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Flame of Nine Yins suddenly appeared above them!

A pitch-black sky instantly revealed an eye!

This eye was like a fiery red celestial body suspended in the heavens, with surging flames visibly rolling within!

As the eye rotated, the dark night unexpectedly turned into daylight, with intense sunlight scorching all things!

The overly intense light made everyone unable to open their eyes, as if they were swept into a firestorm. A moment ago, their bodies were suffering from the cold tide’s erosion, but now they were tormented in this frenzied hot storm, their souls and flesh in extreme pain, utterly powerless to resist!

Whether the weakest among the Heavenly Dragon Generals or Jiu He, Yao Jun, and the Silver Dragon Imperial Guard with advanced cultivation, the pain they endured was the same.

For a moment, the entire Cloud Courtyard’s Prohibition Guard was paralyzed, at the mercy of Flame of Nine Yins!

Flame of Nine Yins showed no mercy, directly engaging in slaughter, despising the rule of these exalted deities, and would not leave them with any breath if it could directly bring about their death.

Zhu Minglang rode on Flame of Nine Yins, charging into the Ten Thousand Years Floating Mountain.

Jiu He and Yao Jun had retreated to who knows where, yet Zhu Minglang’s mission was not about them; he had to swiftly extract the Sword Spirit Dragon!

Upon stepping into the Wheel Stone’s vicinity, Zhu Minglang’s Divine Sense detected a dangerous aura.

This was supposed to be a surprise attack, and the Cloud Courtyard should not have been guarding against Zhu Minglang, responsible for overseeing Red Sun and Weaver Star. Yet this visit made Zhu Minglang feel like a snare had been awaiting him here.

Looking toward the Wheel Stone, indeed, the Sword Spirit Dragon was forcibly sealed on that special Divine Stone, with its sword body wrapped by what resembled a venomous snake, ready to strike and completely drain its vitality at any reckless move.

Besides that, there was an Optimum Golden Bird, proud and aloof, like an Ancient Golden Peng standing atop the wheel, with waves of golden flames like heavy barriers!

“Bihuang!!”

Zhu Minglang’s face was full of astonishment.

Isn’t this one of the four rotating suns, Bihuang!

Bifang was a Divine Bird, the royal family among Phoenixes, and Bihuang emerged from among one hundred thousand Bifang Divine Birds!

Its nobility is extreme, and its red flame power is immensely potent, everything related to fire is sourced from it!

It’s the source of earthly fire, it’s said humanity’s oldest ancestor obtained the first fire seed from a feather of Bihuang!

Zhu Minglang naturally knew the Bihuang before him couldn’t be the most ancient fire seed Divine Bird, but the ancestral Divine Beast lineage often possesses tremendously potent Divine Skills, not inferior to Flame of Nine Yins’ prowess!

What puzzled Zhu Minglang was why Bihuang appeared here!

Was his intent entirely seen through, several Emperor Elders simultaneously hunting him!

Or was this a trap laid specifically for him??

Zhu Minglang did not retreat; the situation had come to this, retreating was hardly feasible.

Today, he had to bring the Sword Spirit Dragon out!

No one was going to stop him!

“Heh, you think you’re invincible?” A voice came from behind Bihuang.

Zhu Minglang watched the figure behind Bihuang, the person was tall and poised, with unique and striking eyes, and a face at once heroic and authoritative, seemingly the master of this heavenly palace!

Zhu Minglang was sure he’d never seen this person before.

Yet he had deep impressions in his mind, stirred by inexplicable aversion and hatred!

“Do you truly believe your Sword Spirit Dragon revered by the world upon this Jun Tian??” the man continued.

Zhu Minglang’s mind surged with memories of enmity and competition with this person, of battle…

This is his most vexing adversary on the Dragon Gate path, unceasingly obstructing Zhu Minglang from ascending to greater heights, like a haunting specter, endlessly contentious!

“Hong Tao!”

Zhu Minglang finally recalled him, and spoke his name.

“That’s merely a pseudonym in the Dragon Gate. Here, my surname is Li, named Yin, and the people of Jun Tian still call me Emperor Li Tian!” Li Yin laughed.

“Is that so, I should have guessed earlier, seems the Sword Spirit Dragon was justified in killing you!” Zhu Minglang laughed.

Things were indeed quite simple.

It had been overcomplicated by him.

The Sword Spirit Dragon naturally recognized Li Yin, so meeting him in Jun Tian, it killed him without hesitation, an unmitigated enemy needing no words, just a swift execution.

Yet Li Yin didn’t die, remarkably, he pretended to be dead all these years.

“I’ve waited all these years, countering you is simple, as long as I imprison the Sword Spirit Dragon for a day, you’ll eventually appear!”

“If fifty years pass without you appearing, I’ll wait a hundred years, another hundred still not appearing, then I’ll wait another two hundred, what’s exhausting my lifespan, if by my hand you can die!” Li Yin looked at Zhu Minglang, a sickening excitement on his face.

“Dragon Gate, us killing, truly only Divine Travel Body Shell, you can always rise again, but today, this battle, you won’t ever retry!”

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