Volume 10 â Chapter 18: Seniorâs Protection (Part 1)
In the depths of the spiritual qi river, there was a figure sitting cross-legged here.
He appeared like an old monk entering a meditative state. There was no expression on his face. He was Xiangliu, the orphan of the Xiangliu clan who had gone overseas.
Chains still bound his hands and feet from the empty air at this time. It was just that compared to when he was trapped here a few months ago, he was much calmer rather than roaring day and night.
Xiangliuâs purple eyebrows moved slightly at this time. He then slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were hazy. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes before serenity returned quickly.
He sighed softly but frowned, muttering to himself in a low volume, âBeing washed by this pure spiritual qi every day brings a remarkable effect on my demon beast power. My mood becomes peaceful day by day. Looking at my past again, it feels so distant, as if they are from another lifetime. In the long run, the resentment in my heart may be washed away.â
âBut this is not what I wanted!â
âEven if my grievances are washed away, I stillâ¦â
âHmph! I will take advantage of this spiritual qi river to help me progress further. Thenâ¦â
He thought carefully but immediately frowned again, looking straight ahead. The spiritual qi in front of him was madly torn and finally revealed a crack.
A young man wearing black clothes (similar to a Chinese tunic suit) and a hat came out from the crack.
This man came with his hand at the back. He looked at the depths of the spiritual qi river and finally turned his gaze on Xiangliu as if thinking about something.
Xiangliu didnât sit idly but assessed the new intruder. Not many people knew this spiritual qi river existed, but Xiangliu intuitively felt that this mysterious man wasnât on Long Xiruoâs side. How did he get in here?
Long Xiruo should have repaired the seal outside.
âItâs amazing.â The man said slowly at this time, âI have heard of the legend of Orochi, but I have never been able to find its body. I didnât expect that I could actually see a species similar to Orochi in the depths of this spiritual vein. You should be Xiangliu?â
âWho are you?â Xiangliu stood up with the chains bound on his body ringing.
âYou can call me Oda.â The man took off his hat and smiled and then asked curiously, âSo, are you the guardian of this spiritual vein? But it doesnât seem like it. Why are you imprisoned here?â
Naturally, his doubt came from the chains on Xiangliuâs hands and feet.
Xiangliu realized something from the mysterious manâs words. Xiangliu sneered, âOh? Although I donât know who you are, it seems that youâre converting this spiritual vein. However, you donât seem to know whose territory is this place?â
âTrue Dragon of Divine Land?â The man named Oda said indifferently, âUnfortunately, she isnât in this city. The news we just got is that she is temporarily away. Of course, you are right. Iâm indeed planning to take away this spiritual vein. Then, are you planning to stop me?â
Xiangliu sneered, but he quickly realized that the other party didnât seem to be alone. There must be accomplices behind him.
âStop you?â Xiangliu shook his head but sat down again and said calmly, âIâm not interested. If you can take it away, then do it. Actually, I even look forward to you taking this one spiritual vein away.â
âOh, youâre underestimating me.â Oda shook his head but didnât argue further.
Oda reached out his hand and drew a slash in front of him. Then, he took out a small bottle from the small crack.
He opened the bottle. An immense suction force was imposed in the surrounding area as the spiritual river was sucked into the bottle frantically.
Xiangliu opened his eyes wide, revealing his drop in confidence.
Oda looked calm, looking at the crazy influx of spiritual qi, seemingly indifferent. Instead, he looked at Xiangliu again and suddenly said, âItâs a pity. If you can grow further, I donât mind being your guide. I see an unwillingness to give up on you. Forget it; since you are trapped here, your potential will inevitably be drained. What a waste! I will let you out temporarily to see how much you can grow in the future.â
Oda walked directly towards Xiangliu. His palm in a slashing motion like a saber. Then, he proceeded to sever one of the chains.
The moment Oda slashed with his palm, it emitted a silver luster.
Xiangliuâs heartbeat suddenly rose at this time. If this mysterious guy could cut the chain offâ¦
After the loud collision, Xiangliu breathed a little faster and then revealed a deep disappointment. Obviously, this mysterious man couldnât sever the chain in front of him.
Even Su Zijun, the princess of the Xuan Yuan Royal Family, was helpless with it. How could Oda, who came out of nowhere, be able to deal with the chains?
âOh? Itâs harder than expected.â But this didnât seem to frustrate Odaâs confidence but rather aroused his interest.
Changes took place at Odaâs arm again. The silver luster dissipated, but dark golden brilliance emitted, followed by a loud ringing sound.
âAhahahaha!â
Xiangliu burst into laughter suddenly, looking at this mysterious man. He was about to burst into tears, âI had confidence in you. But, it turns out that youâre just talking big!â
âHmph.â
Even when Oda was being mocked, he remained unfazed. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as if he was planning to exert other means to deal with the chains. But then, the chains moved.
The chains began to stretch longer out from the empty air. They started to move around Xiangliu as if they had life!
Oda looked up in response. The chainsâ ends suddenly turned into sharp thorns, aiming at Oda one after another!
The thorns imbued with spiritual energy suddenly shot out at this time. They didnât seem to be fast, but they encircled Oda, forming a sphere.
Oda suddenly reached out, trying to catch one of the chains. Unfortunately, one of the chains pierced through his palm. He seemed agitated. It wasnât until three sharp chains shot towards Oda that he roared!
âOnikiri!â
A black sword appeared directly in Odaâs other palm, blocking the three piercing chains.
But in an instant, the arm which Oda wielded the sword was directly entangled by a chain. Under his current capability, he couldnât break free.
Moreover, in the space formed by the chains, Oda even felt the power of his body was drained away wildly. Fatigue struck him alongside fear and anger. Finally, Oda learned his lesson on the horror of these chains!
âThe True Dragon of Divine Land isnât capable of crafting these chains. Who did this?â
Countless thoughts flashed in Odaâs mind, but he made a decision quickly. He gave his all to break the encirclement and dived into the spiritual qi river without looking back!
However, from Xiangliuâs point of view, this guy was merely fleeing!
When Oda left, the chains seemed to have no intention of pursuing the intruder. They slowly retracted. Xiangliuâs brows jumped in the helpless situation.
Xiangliu sighed and closed his eyes again.
Despite the chains being retracted, they were not wholly withdrawn. One of the chains suddenly shot into the empty air at this time. It didnât disappear, but no one knew where it extended to.