Dragon Tamer - Chapter 1475 - 1479 The Only Scarlet Sun
Chapter 1475: Chapter 1479 The Only Scarlet Sun
For a time, beneath the Ten Thousand Years Floating Mountain, a clear boundary was formed.
The upper layer is filled with gods fighting to the death.
They are already riding a tiger, and they believe that only by killing Zhu Minglang can they welcome absolute rule; it is a fight to the death with Zhu Minglang!
In the lower layer, there is a large group of onlookers, all possessing strong Immortal God strength, members of Jun Tian’s Immortal True Gods, but they are in a state of observation.
They don’t want to be implicated or get involved in the disputes among these Superior Gods, but the eventual outcome of these two high gods will also impact their immortal paths, making it difficult to take sides; they must weigh what consequences their stance might bring!
The sky dome alternates between light and darkness, a torrential blood rain pouring down, including golden dragon blood, silver dragon holy blood, and azure dragon jade blood…
Whenever a Giant Spirit Martial Dragon is killed, it is like a long blood-red stream flowing from the sky, and when a group of Giant Spirit Martial Dragons is slaughtered, a river of blood pours down into this City of Ten Thousand Miles!!
Huge dragon corpses fall down, as if the vast God Territory above has shattered, turning into countless meteorite fragments that blast down onto this boundless earth!
The people in the Human City look up at the blood-red sky in disbelief, the vast majority knowing nothing of what is happening; at this moment, they feel as if they have returned to the most ancient primal age, with almost zero understanding of heaven and earth, convinced that worshipping and offering to deities could grant them peaceful lives and favorable weather, yet the scene before them overturned their beliefs, showing them how fragile they are—that even a slight upheaval descending upon their residing place could bring the most terrifying destruction!
Beautiful pavilions are stained red by the blood rain, palaces smashed to pieces by dragon corpses, many participating Immortal Gods have thus fallen; they even had their own temples in the world, yet it seems like it was deliberately arranged by the Old Heavenly Father as their bodies happen to crash upon the temples built for them by the people, a scene which is undoubted the most dreadful disaster for the nearby residents!
These omnipotent deities, in this celestial battle, seem like mere pawns on the battlefield!
Divine Cities, Human Cities, mountain towns, forest villages—all rivers and streams begin to overflow, too much blood-water pouring into these waterways, so that the streets where people reside start to flood with blood-water; countless Human Cities become drenched, and people must worry not only about the overflowing blood river but also about the giant Heavenly Dragon corpses falling from the sky…
The onlooking Immortals linger in mid-air, even if they exert all their efforts to protect the mortals below from being affected, as long as the upper layer fighting doesn’t stop, someone will still get hurt, and it will escalate further!
However, though they are True Gods, they are powerless to interfere!
The Solar Corona Level environment is just as unattainable for most gods, and they must also be cautious not to be affected by that powerful Power of the Heavenly Yuan!
Soon, at the top of the sky dome appeared a breath of red vortex, the excessive Power of the Heavenly Yuan and Sun Corona Divine Skills colliding to create a spatial backlash force, rampaging like a flood beast, it wreaks havoc, sweeping towards the Cloud Courtyard’s various divine palaces.
The gods ultimately suffer, some who came too close are swept into it, easily torn to pieces, and this dreadful breath of the red vortex still approaches the Human City grounds; if even the gods face such a fate, let alone the fragile mortals!
All the onlooking deities can no longer stand by; they must do everything they can to block it, yet the boundary and prohibition set by hundreds of gods seem like thin clouds, easily blown away by the rampant force; gradually they understand how foolish it was to provoke this Superior God war, how it could cause the prosperous era painstakingly nurtured by Jun Tian to retreat hundreds of years in just a few days!!
Is it really for a more brilliant Jun Tian future??
The rivers flow with thick blood, on the Jade Green River’s bank, Weaver Star Li Xuansang confronts her mother Empress Li; she has heard Zhu Minglang’s words and witnessed this blood-red Heavenly Capital.
“Is this what you want!” Weaver Star questioned.
“You’ve never stepped through the Dragon Gate, you don’t know what it will bring to all the gods who toil for cultivation!” Empress Li said.
“Dragon Gate is Dragon Gate, Jun Tian is Jun Tian; you and father, just to bury a feared enemy, are willing to drag the entire Jun Tian God Realm into purgatory, disregarding the comfort of billions of citizens in the City of Ten Thousand Miles, citizens who built temples for you, singing praises of father and your deeds, offering even the most expensive tributes despite poverty, yet you show them not a hint of mercy…” Li Xuansang feels sorrowful and pained by the truth.
Her father was not dead.
The Sword Spirit Dragon committed no sin.
Yet Empress Li forced the Sword Spirit Dragon into the cold prison of Yellow Springs, after suffering such torment the Sword Spirit Dragon broke through and ascended, in the end venting no hatred upon anyone!
No matter what it faced, it remained kind-hearted, otherwise how would Red Sun accept its solace?
It is so simple and pure; when I suggested it become Jun Tian’s sun to benefit the people, it had not an ounce of doubt, not knowing it was part of a plot to draw out the owner of Red Sun!
Weaver Star’s inner turmoil stems from being deceived by her parents for fifty years!
Red Sun never wronged the world, yet bore the penalty for fifty years, despite bearing every hardship and complaint for fifty years, they still won’t let Red Sun go!
Right or wrong, Weaver Star sees it all clearly.
Yet she never expected the owner of Red Sun to be her own direct disciple.
She knows his character well, the purple aura of auspiciousness surrounding him representing past deeds approved by heaven; he is a virtuous cultivator!
A pure and righteous sword.
A virtuous cultivator.
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Yet compelled to raise his sword against the Jun Tian God Realm!
“You just need to obediently stay here and wait until everything ends!”
“He approached you to reclaim Red Sun.”
“Don’t be misled by his appearance; he slaughtered too many in the Dragon Gate, obstructed countless heaven’s chosen ones like your father…” Empress Li said to Li Xuansang.
Li Xuansang laughed coldly.
She completely disagrees with Empress Li’s words.
This is preposterous conduct!
“Since I was born, I have hardly seen my father; my impressions of him are almost nonexistent. People commemorate him, sing his praises, extolling him; I have always regarded him as the most outstanding Sky Emperor of Jun Tian as a role model, though hardly seeing him, I have always placed him at the top in my heart. But the father I see today makes me feel ashamed, the mother I admired makes me feel unfamiliar.”
“I would rather continue living in that lie, continue placing hatred upon the owner of Red Sun, but I am not heartless, nor blind, you are too deeply entangled in imagining Dragon Gate as the real world, treating a meaningless struggle as the most exalted holy war. Wake up, Jun Tian is truly your home, your heaven and earth; you are pushing Jun Tian to an irrevocable disaster!!” Weaver Star speaks these words to Empress Li, her heart is equally repressed to the extreme.
The truth.
This is the truth of Red Sun killing her father.
So primitive, so ugly!
The deities who once stepped into the Dragon Gate and pride themselves as the chosen ones of heaven formed secret alliances. They are hunting dragons belonging to a formidable enemy of the Dragon Gate, laying a trap on the path of this person’s cultivation.
And for years, while caring for Red Sun and letting Red Sun serve Jun Tian’s Spiritual Rhyme, I too have become a conspirator and a pawn!
“You are my daughter. What kind of daughter would say such things to her mother, speaking for a mortal enemy!” Empress Li vehemently said.
Not arguing with Li Xuansang anymore, Empress Li cast a cold glance at the three subordinates by her side, signaling them to imprison Li Xuansang to prevent her from doing anything foolish!
“Fairy, pardon us.” The three approached, first offering a bow.
Li Xuansang had no intention of submitting. A Sky Zither appeared in her hand, and as the strings gently vibrated, the music formed a wall blocking the three.
“Do you think your abilities can contend with me? You’re far from it. All your skills, I taught them to you. Your current fame was achieved with my help. Don’t forget who you are, Li Xuansang!” Empress Li saw that Weaver Star was still unwilling to submit, her gaze turned sharp with anger!
With a wave of her hand, Empress Li conjured Finger Bell from her fingers, linked together with silver threads. As she moved her fingers, urgent and piercing music rang out from the magic artifacts, and when it reached Li Xuansang, it easily broke the strings of the long zither she was holding!
Empress Li showed no mercy, shaking her fingers once more, and the ensemble of bells transformed into a Thunder Sound Heavenly Beast, stepping towards Li Xuansang!
Li Xuansang had to fend off the attack from Empress Li’s three subordinates and also face the Thunder Sound Heavenly Beast, which was beyond her capacity to handle.
At that moment, a Fire Kylin, engulfed in blazing flames, charged forth, fearlessly crashing into the Thunder Sound Heavenly Beast.
It was a suicidal attack, causing the Thunder Sound Heavenly Beast to disperse, and the Fire Kylin was nearly shattered to pieces as well.
“If I join in, would it be enough to challenge you?” A woman of unparalleled beauty, dressed in a dark orchid silk robe, appeared and spoke to Empress Li.
“Ancestral Temple Goddess, ha-ha, you use a Fire Kylin to trade blows with my Thunder Sound Heavenly Beast, yet you don’t realize that my Thunder Sound Heavenly Beast is merely an artifact transformed from bell sounds; I can summon as many as I please!” Empress Li laughed at the Ancestral Temple Goddess’s foolishness.
“The Fire Kylin is also a creation of my art; you’d better open your eyes wide!” The Ancestral Temple Goddess replied disdainfully.
Empress Li looked on, only now realizing that the Fire Kylin left no body upon its demise, but rather, ashes from a painting drifted away with the wind!
Painting from within a Dragon??
Empress Li stared at her in shock, harshly questioning, “Who exactly are you!!”
“I wanted to consult with you, Empress Li, about the music mastery long ago; today fulfills a wish of mine!” said Nan Lingsha, words flowing as she transformed the sky and earth of Bijiang Pavilion into a boundless scroll!
In the scroll, the images appeared real and three-dimensional. Below, a breathtaking abyss of the Valley of Ten Thousand Dragons roared with the cries of dragons, as countless dragons took flight, forming a stunning dragon tide surging towards Empress Li!
Empress Li and her three subordinates were visibly shocked; they had never seen such a powerful painting from an artist, not even knowing when they had been pulled into the artwork!
Nan Lingsha faced Empress Li and the three generals alone, showing no signs of weakening.
Li Xuansang, freed from the music’s control, looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar friend, rendered speechless.
“Go, and make the decision you will never regret in this life; leave this to me,” Nan Lingsha said to Weaver Star.
Weaver Star stood where she was, watching the spectacle with a dazed expression.
So much had flooded into her mind today, overturning everything she had known again and again.
She, too, fell into a predicament, an internal cage that left her unsure whether to break free or remain silently within…
But when she looked further out, seeing the repulsive appearance of the Ten Thousand Miles Heaven, drenched in blood, and those citizens with no place to hide still kneeling, hoping the True God would shield and save them, Weaver Star found her resolve.
She rose to the clouds, soaring towards the divided layers of the Azure Dragon Sky Dome.
She passed the Cloud Heaven, where deities watched. These beings, perhaps as anxious as the citizens below, but many simply spectated, awaiting outcomes of the Superior Gods’ battles to choose sides, attach themselves, and return to their positions.
Li Xuansang did not linger here for long; she refused to associate with them.
She continued toward the bloody Azure Dragon Sky Dome, flying towards the Ten Thousand Years Floating Mountain.
She glanced at the Asura Hell-like celestial battleground, seeing a former disciple standing like a Demon God atop the densely packed Heavenly Dragon Corpse Mountain, with each dragon steadfast in fighting for him, despite being scarred and even willing to annihilate their souls!
The massive Heavenly Dragon Army showed no signs of dwindling; this struggle would not cease shortly.
Li Xuansang then looked at her father.
This clash began because of these two men.
One a disciple, the other a father.
Weaver Star never imagined such a day would come!
Yet, her concern was not focused on these two.
Her concern lay with the Red Sun atop the Ten Thousand Years Floating Mountain.
The sword.
The one sword that truly accompanied her through the longest times, always listening to her, no matter how suppressed and pained she felt.
It seems the sword alone truly understands her.
Humans have desires, selfishness, and grudges.
The sword does not.
It is endlessly loyal, incomparably pure, and its sincere heart can reflect the heavens!
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