Chapter 230: Ghost Emperor

Dragon Soul!

Seeing this, Zhaomu's expression changed, and at the same time he turned his astonished gaze toward Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian actually managed to reach this point with his own strength.

The dragon qi deep within the Shu Kingdom's dragon veins, which had been forced to remain still, actually wanted to manifest itself actively.

"Roar—

"

The majestic dragon's roar came from below, Zhang Jian's eyes flickered, and for a moment there was some astonishment in his gaze.

At this moment, a voice came to his ear.

"Stupid disciple, what are you standing there dazed for? You've encountered a great opportunity—this is the dragon vein's dragon soul. Obtaining it can further advance your fate!"

Master?

Zhang Jian's eyes flickered; he recognized this as the voice of the Slay Demon True Lord, coming from the last imprint left deep in his palm by the Slay Demon True Lord.

"Master, is this the dragon soul of the Great Qian Dragon Vein?"

Zhang Jian was somewhat astonished at this moment.

He had heard legends of the dragon soul before, but never imagined that even this broken Shu Kingdom dragon vein could give birth to a dragon soul.

Indeed, the Slay Demon True Lord's reply confirmed his suspicion.

"Of course not—this is a masterless dragon soul nurtured by the Shu Kingdom dragon vein, a dragon soul never before branded by anyone. Obtaining it will bring you boundless benefits!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jian immediately became spirited.

Such a dragon vein dragon soul truly cannot be missed.

But at this moment, Zhaomu beside him shouted loudly.

"Mr. Zhang, please help me suppress this dragon soul. Once this dragon soul is integrated into my Great Qian cauldron vessel, it will greatly enhance the fortune of Great Qian!"

Seeing below, a vast crimson-black dragon shadow surged forth, sweeping toward Zhang Jian, majestic divine power vast.

Zhaomu could no longer restrain himself; a surge of majestic mana erupted around him, divine light flowing across his body, transforming into a high-crowned, broad-sashed majestic emperor, countless profound yin spiritual mechanisms flowing within.

He slightly raised his hand, and saw in the void as if countless black and white qi mechanisms were inverted, within which appeared the Nine Netherworld Hell, the Ten Yellow Springs, and the scene of warships pressing down Fengdu to suppress countless ghosts and gods.

This Netherworld Dao Diagram broke through space and appeared, instantly enveloping that ten-zhang-long crimson five-clawed dragon soul phantom, gradually trapping it within.

"... Good!"

At this moment, Zhang Jian also readily agreed, merely watching this scene with his eyes slightly fluctuating.

The Qinglian Void Law Realm in his hand shifted, one after another mana suppressing the boundless dragon vein resentful evil erupting beneath his feet, as well as countless battle souls who gave up their lives without hesitation.

The appearance of the dragon soul brought forth numerous battle souls and fierce ghosts, and for a moment it gave him tremendous pressure.

But Zhang Jian did not immediately join the struggle for the vast dragon soul within the Fengdu Dao Diagram; his sensitive yin spirit divine sense could tell that although Zhaomu's cultivation was strong, he might not necessarily be able to seize that vast crimson-black masterless dragon soul.

At this moment, Zhang Jian still had the leisure to ask the Slay Demon True Lord how to seize this masterless dragon soul.

Seeing Zhang Jian's demeanor, the Slay Demon True Lord was also somewhat surprised by his calmness in the void, though she was not in a hurry either.

"This dragon soul is currently polluted by the dragon vein resentful evil. You now need to find a way to scatter its true dragon soul form. You only need the most core point of dragon soul spirituality from this dragon soul—that is the most precious thing. After merging, no further refinement is needed!"

"... As for scattering the dragon soul, afterward you just need to find a place to drip blood, lure it out with your essence blood, and then use the Soul-Binding Method to collect this point of dragon soul spirituality!"

The Slay Demon True Lord's voice at this moment carried a smile.

Zhang Jian was originally a Hidden Dragon.

Masterless dragon souls are naturally easiest to attract Hidden Dragons, and very easy to subdue.

"Roar—roar—roar!

"

Accompanying the dragon soul's fury, yet see a majestic dragon shadow summoned by this dragon soul, gradually merging with it into one—this is the phantom of the Shu Kingdom dragon vein.

Upon appearing, its power was immensely heavy, as if the Shu Kingdom's mountains and rivers had reappeared, billions of mountains, rivers, and earth qi entwined within. One strike, and see that majestic Fengdu Dao Diagram shatter apart, the dragon tail straightly crashing toward Zhaomu's true body.

Zhaomu's expression changed; his majestic primordial spirit mana manifested around him, as if a strange treasure could be seen floating before him.

It was a black-gold coffin!

It stood before Zhaomu, solidly blocking the blow for him.

Boom—boom—boom!

In the void, it seemed as if a booming sound rang out; Zhaomu's entire body was blown away. Seeing this, the Shu Kingdom dragon soul's ferocity surged, its majestic dragon chant roaring out, and in an instant it lunged toward the place where Zhang Jian's Pure Soul Qinglian was, fiercely pouncing to kill.

Seeing this, Zhang Jian's eyes flickered; the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram on his body was about to be unleashed, to give this arrogant, ferocious dragon soul a heavy blow.

But in the blink of an eye, his eyes flickered again, and the yin spirit mana within his body activated a law model.

Qingming Wind-Walking Technique—by thinking, he transformed into a flowing light and left his original position.

The majestic dragon tail arrived in an instant, striking the Pure Soul Qinglian beneath his feet; the Pure Soul Qinglian shattered instantly.

Below, one after another Shu Kingdom dragon vein resentful evil surged like a flood, seemingly wanting to erupt and merge with that Shu Kingdom dragon soul. Once the two remerged, the divine power produced would be unstoppable even by a Primordial Spirit True Person.

But at the critical moment, a surge of majestic sword qi came from the void—yet see the Heavenly Gang Divine Sword standing firm on the ground clanged and rang, a thread of majestic sword qi howling forth, and in an instant it slashed upon the crimson-black dragon soul, immediately making the dragon soul emit a painful cry.

At the same time, it severed the dragon vein resentful evil at the waist.

"Mr. Zhang, control the dragon vein resentful evil; we will deal with this evil dragon!"

At this moment, Zhaomu's figure somehow reappeared in the high sky; beneath his feet, the black-gold coffin emitted a deep, dark power, within which seemed to be the howls of countless evil ghosts.

His primordial spirit aura further erupted; the adornments of his high crown and broad sash changed, transforming into the Yan-style sacrificial majestic imperial robes, threads of majestic spiritual light bursting forth from around him.

That thread of qi mechanism faintly appeared; Zhang Jian's eyes flickered.

"Spirit Treasure!"

The spiritual light emitted by this treasure was obviously different from ordinary magical treasures—this inevitably made Zhang Jian's mind flash with this concept.

Spirit Treasures are extremely rare.

Even Primordial Spirit True Persons usually use only Primordial Spirit-level magical treasures, and cannot refine corresponding natal Spirit Treasures.

At this moment, the voice of the True Monarch of Slaying Demons came with a light chuckle. "Not just a spirit treasure—this is said to be the imperial robe from the body of an ancient god, not an ordinary spirit treasure... Well, although there are some issues inside, its power is still quite impressive!"

The Ancient God's Imperial Robe—Zhang Jian had no such concept in his mind at the moment, but he quickly came to know the power of such a spirit treasure.

Only then did he see this spirit treasure attached to Chaomu's Ghost Emperor Dharma Aspect, and as he pointed with one finger, it seemed as if a vast and mighty heavenly-earthly power from the unseen descended upon that dragon soul.

Upon that finger seemed to be contained some special authority, a decree—but the dragon soul's brow actually manifested a terrifying forest-white finger bone imprint deep within.

Zhang Jian had already seen this finger bone imprint for the second time.

This time, however, it was even more terrifying.

Wherever his gaze reached, he seemed to see his own lifespan rapidly draining, as if even the Yin Spirit would be shaken by this blow.

But immediately, his Yin Spirit emitted a faint light, and all the death omens brought on by the passage of years vanished at once.

This sight caused the True Monarch of Slaying Demons in the Void Dharma Realm to twitch his brow.

"The substantiated Yin Spirit is truly resilient—even the spirit technique of a Ghost Emperor cannot shake it!"