CHAPTER 568: CHAPTER 111 BLOOD DRAGON

"Boom!"

Midway through the charge, Li Qingming no longer held back. At this moment, he unleashed everything he had. A brightly flaming Demon Refining Pot suddenly appeared above his head, and in his hand, the purple-glowing Bitter Bamboo Spear also unreservedly drifted out, both exuding undying radiance.

"Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!" Blood Dragon’s cold eyes flashed, quite shocked.

In this Universe Chaos World, having a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure was rare, and Blood Dragon never expected this young man to produce two pieces. Moreover, these two pieces were clearly not fully matured yet, and in the future, they might very well grow into an Innate Treasure or even a Heavenly Dao Treasure level.

"How interesting!" Blood Dragon’s gaping maw curved into a strange arc, and suddenly, its dragon tail lashed out fiercely at Li Qingming.

"Yin Yang Sacred Fire, appear!" Li Qingming’s eyes shone brightly as he pointed single-handedly towards the Demon Refining Pot above his head.

"Bang!"

A mass of gray flames boiled out from the Demon Refining Pot, the fiery blaze directly landed on Blood Dragon’s tail, emitting a "sizzling" sound.

"Kill!"

Seizing the opportunity, Li Qingming stepped forward, his movements as quick as lightning.

Silver light flashed in his eyes as he catalyzed the Power of Space-Time Law to the extreme. At their level, victory couldn’t rely solely on magic and True Yuan; the Power of Laws was key to success.

In an instant, space-time solidified, and Li Qingming had already reached above Blood Dragon’s head, driving the flames in the Demon Refining Pot to burn down.

"Hum!"

The Demon Refining Pot spewed out a stupendously huge Sun, with nine Golden Crows flying out and circling around the Sun. The terrifying aura erupted like a torrential flood, surging towards Blood Dragon’s head with the intention to incinerate it within these divine flames.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Blood Dragon let out a long howl, utterly obliterated the surrounding space, and broke free from Li Qingming’s space-time binding. It opened its mouth to spout a blood-drenched long river toward the nine Golden Crows.

The river soared into the air, the aura of death like a sea, meeting the nine Golden Crows. With a "clang!" sparks flew, bright as the Milky Way pouring down.

"One breath has passed!" Blood Dragon dodged the scattered divine flames, mockingly said to Li Qingming.

"You old fart, don’t get cocky!" Li Qingming’s black hair flew about, and he shouted loudly.

The Demon Refining Pot flew up, the spout facing forward, aimed at Blood Dragon, and furiously spewing divine flames, the light billions strong, completely engulfing the surrounding area of ten miles.

"Shh! Shh!"

Masses of divine flames, resisted by the blood-red river spewed by Blood Dragon, countered the intense aura, turning the entire small world into chaos.

"Is that all you’ve got? Another breath has passed, little guy!" Blood Dragon continuously stirred Li Qingming’s anger, trying to enrage him.

"You old fart, I’ll roast you into dragon jerky, just you wait!" Li Qingming’s eyes burned with raging flames, frantically operating the Nine Revolutions Mystical Technique. His body swiftly grew due to the operation of the magical skill, transforming into a ten-foot-tall little giant.

He once again commanded the Demon Refining Pot to release divine flames, while simultaneously his right hand raised, mixing the Bitter Bamboo Spear with the flames, thrusting forward.

The whole Heaven and Earth seemed to move, pressurizing the surrounding Void, which began to gradually collapse. All mountains, trees, and small beasts, either destroyed or dead or fled, leaving the battlefield empty.

"Poof!"

A soft sound transmitted, the Bitter Bamboo Spear pierced through Blood Dragon’s tail wing, creating a large hole nearly ten feet long in the dragon tail, and copious amounts of crimson blood flowed out.

"Roar!"

Blood Dragon cried out in pain. The bloody hole on its tail reminded it of several Calamities ago, when it was still weak and desperately hunted by others.

"You old fart, let me tell you, it’s the third breath now!" Li Qingming laughed heartily, his movements accelerating. The purple-glowing Bitter Bamboo Spear stabbed out hundreds of times in an instant, the thick blood quickly filling the entire sky, the intense bloody smell pungently soaring.

"Ahh..."

Blood Dragon howled, its long body having at least five or six bloody holes, presenting a grotesque sight that could send shivers down one’s spine.

Although Blood Dragon also hit Li Qingming, it was merely a drizzle that couldn’t penetrate his Nine Revolutions Mystical Technique’s defense.

"Another breath, the final strike!" Li Qingming’s eyes flickered coldly, his primordial spirit instantly entered his body.

"Roar!"

Unlike before, following the breakthrough, the entry of the primordial spirit into the body changed from the previous silence.

This time, the entry of the primordial spirit not only caused an aura akin to that of a Saint to surge from Li Qingming, but also, a fierce image of a Swallowing Sky Bear stood towering behind him, howling up to the sky.

"This is, this is Master’s presence, you are..." The Blood Dragon, attempting to dodge, suddenly widened its eyes, staring dead at the bear image behind Li Qingming, murmuring.

At this moment, Li Qingming couldn’t care less, whether it was a cheap ancestral mount or whatever, he just directly annihilated it.

"Boom!"

The brightly flaming Demon Refining Pot suddenly shot up, the spout emitted strands of black flames, directly swallowing Blood Dragon.

"Boom!"

Fireworks erupted, everything returned once again to calm.

The blood-red long river that covered the sky fell down, each and every drop of crimson water turned into a blood-colored flower, fluttering down to the ground.

The massive body of the Blood Dragon shattered into pieces, exploding within the small world and paving a road built entirely of blood, stretching from the dried-up small river all the way to Li Qingming’s feet.

"Phew!" Li Qingming took a long breath and said, "Just five breaths!"

...

In a distant realm beyond, a blood-red giant dragon, carrying a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe, sped through space.

The middle-aged man, standing nine feet tall with a broad back and a thick waist, was handsome and had an air of refined elegance. His salt-and-pepper long hair added a touch of world-weariness to him.

The dragon beneath him was ten thousand zhang long, nearly six hundred zhang thick, with terrifying crimson Dragon Scales each five to six zhang in size, reflecting a cold light under the stars. The two pairs of Dragon Horns on its head were thick and long, faintly emitting a frightening cold gleam.

Suddenly, the giant dragon halted abruptly, suspending itself in the starry sky.

"Xue Luo, what happened?" The middle-aged man on the dragon was slightly startled, asking with some curiosity.

"Master, the avatar that Xue Luo left in the Endless Buddha Realm was destroyed!" Xue Luo said somewhat sheepishly.

"Oh?" The man’s interest was piqued as he asked, "Which little fellow from where managed to do so?"

"Master..." Xue Luo glanced oddly at the middle-aged man and said, "It seems to be from Pangu’s Great Thousand World. Also, also..."

The middle-aged man touched Xue Luo’s Dragon Horn and said, "Also what, speak quickly..."

"And that little fellow, seems to also be your Bloodline..." Xue Luo’s voice was somewhat subdued.

"What?" The man shuddered, inadvertently exerting more force under his feet, "Is that true?"

Xue Luo, with a painful expression on his face, grinned and said, "I dare not deceive Master!"

The middle-aged man stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly burst into loud laughter: "Hahaha..."

...

Endless Buddha Realm, Nameless Ancient Star.

The Heavenly Fire, watching from a distance, saw Li Qingming win the struggle and immediately flew to Li Qingming’s side, its big watery eyes blinking happily almost teeming with joy, "Master, Master is mighty!"

"Hehe..." Li Qingming’s Primordial Spirit returned to the Sea of Consciousness and he smiled as he patted Heavenly Fire’s little head.

"Master, did you get the Xuanhuang Crystal and the Spirit of All Worlds?" Heavenly Fire glanced around the blood-drenched land and suddenly asked.

Li Qingming was startled, then remembered the original intent of the fight; he hurriedly went to the lakeside and looked down.

At the bottom of the dried-up small lake, a greenish stone slab was continuously rising.

After a while, when the stone slab had fully risen, Li Qingming realized it was not just a stone slab, but a Stone Box, the slab being merely one side of the box.

The Stone Box was rectangular, roughly the size of a palm, with the slab being just one of its six faces.

Even though the small Stone Box was tightly sealed, the light from the treasure inside still projected out.

Through the dazzling golden beams, Li Qingming suddenly felt spiritually energized; the minor injuries he had sustained during the battle with the Blood Dragon instantly vanished.

"What a precious treasure, what a precious treasure!" Even before holding it in his hands, Li Qingming couldn’t contain his laughter.

"Master, quickly take it out and let Heavenly Fire see what the Xuanhuang Crystal and the Spirit of All Worlds actually look like!" Heavenly Fire eagerly flapped its wings, urging Li Qingming.

Li Qingming nodded slightly, and flicked his robe towards the Stone Box.

"Whoosh!"

A stream of Yuqing True Essence shot out from his sleeve, heading straight for the Stone Box.

"Clang!"

A clear sound of metal striking echoed; Li Qingming’s attempt to collect the Stone Box failed.

A faint ripple appeared on the surface of the Stone Box, completely dissipating the energy emitted by Li Qingming, and then the ripple disappeared.

"Interesting!" Li Qingming was astonished and again launched several strands of Yuqing True Essence.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...

The green Yuqing True Essence furiously attacked, yet the Stone Box’s oddly rippling surface easily countered Li Qingming’s assault. Additionally, the treasure inside the Stone Box was stimulated by the Yuqing True Essence, setting off strong waves of energy; rings of golden ripples washed out in all directions from the center of the Stone Box.

At last, Li Qingming, having no choice, dived into the small lake and personally retrieved the Stone Box.

"Pop!"

With a light sound, the box, originally tightly adherent to the lake bottom, required nearly all of Li Qingming’s strength to uproot it.

"I have to see what wondrous quality you possess?" Li Qingming mumbled to himself, channeling his True Yuan into the box without reservation.

"Snap!"

Shortly after, the Stone Box opened in response.

"Hum!"

Suddenly, a dense Mystic Yellow radiance burst forth into the sky, the endless flow of Dao reverberating intensely as the space here shattered instantly, turning into nothingness. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)