Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
Qingfeng Li hurriedly activated his vital essence and slashed the Yin-Yang Sky Halberd forward.
The Yin-Yang Sky Halberd crashed against the Thunder Dragonâs tail again, creating giant noises, echoing all over the sky.
Qingfeng Li was hit away again, with wounds on his hands and blood oozing out.
His mouth was also bleeding, for he couldnât withstand the furious energy from the Thunder Dragon at all.
Qingfeng Li understood he was no match for the Thunder Dragon in strength. He had to change the attacking plan.
He put the Yin-Yang Sky Halberd into his interspatial ring and took out the Yin-Yang Saint Sword with his mind.
He decided to attack the Thunder Dragon with his sword technique.
Qingfeng Li turned his wrist and slashed the sword forward, shooting out a white light.
The white light cut through the air, piercing through the void, and slashing heavily at the Thunder Dragon.
Crack, the sword energy instantly carved a mark at the Thunder Dragonâs tail and cracked its scales.
Howl!
The Thunder Dragon howled angrily, feeling pain in its tail.
It recognized Qingfeng Liâs Yin-Yang Saint Sword and said, âA peak saint device, itâs the peak saint device of the Yin-Yang Saint. How did you break the seal?â
The Thunder Dragon was a peak-stage saint beast, and the Yin-Yang Saint Sword was a peak saint device after the seal was broken. That was why it could hurt the Thunder Dragon.
Qingfeng Li had limited power. If he was a peak Saint, he could kill the Thunder Dragon with this strike.
The Thunder Dragon looked at Qingfeng Li and laughed, saying, âYour Yin-Yang Saint Sword is a peak saint device, but your power level is too low and canât exploit its full power. Thatâs why you can only hurt me but never kill me. Youâre doomed today.â
The Thunder Dragon was confident in its power.
When Qingfeng Li took out the Yin-Yang Saint Sword, it had become a little scared. But now it found that Qingfeng Li didnât have enough vital essence to kill it with the Yin-Yang Saint Sword, so it became excited and a bit cruel again.
The Thunder Dragon wanted to kill Qingfeng Li and left him no chance to survive.
For the Thunder Dragon knew Qingfeng Li was a monster. If he increased his power to its level, it would be killed by him.
The Thunder Dragon swung its giant tail again, cutting through the air, shattering the void, and smashing at Qingfeng Li.
Qingfeng Li kept wielding its Yin-Yang Saint Sword and crashing against its tail, cutting another few marks on its tail.
But he kept being slashed away and many of his bones were broken. He spat out a mouthful of blood and turned pale, clearly getting fatigued.
Qingfeng Li turned around and yelled at the Vast Sky Saint Son and the others, âWhat are you waiting for? Come and attack the Thunder Dragon!â
The Vast-Sky Saint Son laughed and said, âQingfeng Li, hold on for a while. Weâre recuperating our energy; then weâll help you when weâre ready.â
The surrounding self-cultivators all understood that the Vast Sky Saint Son wasnât about to help Qingfeng Li at all. He did it deliberately to let Qingfeng Li die.
The Linglong Saintess despised the Vast Sky Saint Son and othe thers even more at this moment.
She stepped lightly on the ground and flew up toward the Thunder Dragon.
The Linglong Saintess decided to help Qingfeng Li and fight against the Thunder Dragon with him.
Qingfeng Li frowned with surprise since he didnât expect that the Linglong Saintess would help.
Qingfeng Li knew the Linglong Saintess was no match for the Thunder Dragon with her power. Besides, Qingfeng Li did this deliberately. He wanted to be hurt and then play dead.
If the Linglong Saintess came over, she would give the game away.
Qingfeng Li could only be ruthless, saying, âLinglong Saintess, itâs none of your business. I donât need your help.â
The Linglong Saintess was irritated by Qingfeng Liâs words, saying, âWhy are you so mean? Iâm helping you fight with the Thunder Dragon.â
Qingfeng Li said with disdain, âNo need. I have my way to kill the Thunder Dragon.â
âI meant well to help you. If you donât need it, then forget it.â The Linglong Saintess shot an angry look at Qingfeng Li and turned back to the shore with disappointment.
The Linglong Saintess was very angry. She had helped Qingfeng Li a few times, even offending the Vast Sky Saint Son for him, but Qingfeng Li showed no gratefulness and even scolded her. Of course, she would be angry.
The Vast Sky Saint Son walked by the side of the Linglong Saintess, saying, âSee? You want to help, but he turned you down. Donât stick your nose in his business.â
The Linglong Saintess hummed and said, âItâs my choice and none of your business.â
Qingfeng Li was fighting with the Thunder Dragon at the other side of Thunder Lake. He looked at the Linglong Saintess and felt sorry.
Qingfeng Li said to himself, âLinglong Saintess, Iâm sorry to have upseted you but I have no choice. Only by being mean to you can I fight the Thunder Dragon alone.â
Qingfeng Li kept fighting with the Thunder Dragon. But his body strength was not as powerful as the Thunder Dragon. So he was injured all through the battle.
His body was cracked; his bones were broken. In the end, even his chest was penetrated through with a giant hole.
But Qingfeng Li didnât care. He kept attacking the Thunder Dragon with his sword.
In the end, Qingfeng Li even performed Strangle Hell Fist and released Golden Energy, punching a hole in the Thunder Dragonâs body.
The Thunder Dragon howled angrily. It opened the mouth and performed its Super Power.
Its super power could cease time and space. It locked Qingfeng Li in the void, then smashed heavily at Qingfeng Li with its tail. Qingfeng Li was punched through and hit into Thunder Lake.
Everyone saw Qingfeng Liâs bones were broken while his chest, belly, and body were penetrated. Then he was hit into the Thunder Lake by the Thunder Dragon. He was as dead as a doornail.
The Blood Sea Saint, the Clear-Wood Saintess, and Yun Lan all got worried and couldnât control their tears when seeing this scene.
They didnât expect the powerful Qignfeng Li would die. Only Black Puppy stood there calmly, without saying a word.