Chapter 332: Strongest Demon Blade

Shen Qing returned to the Slay Dragon Tribulation Grounds; at this point the heavenly tribulation was already nearing its end.

Shining light had already spread across Wan Yu Ze, and the source of that light was precisely the demon blade Slay Dragon; the appearance of the blade's spirit, the Violet Python, had also changed greatly.

Those purple scales had all turned into shining gold.

It's light! So much light!

At that moment, a golden shining pillar of light shot up to the heavens; the thunderstorm's dark clouds were blown away, then suddenly exploded, and the brilliant golden light transformed into specks falling toward Wan Yu Ze.

It fell upon the mountains and earth, it fell upon the grasses, trees, and living beings.

Only see that on the withered rotting wood, vitality slowly appeared; a hint of oil-green grew silently, and the rotting wood also sprouted new buds.

Slay Dragon was born from suppressed fortune; each of these evolutions is both a metamorphosis and a redemption.

And at the moment the light completely dissipated, Slay Dragon also fully completed its evolution.

It sensed Shen Qing's aura, began to tremble slightly, and actually shot straight up into the sky, flying toward Shen Qing.

Shen Qing raised his hand, and Slay Dragon precisely landed in his hand.

After completing this final evolution, Slay Dragon could already control itself.

The blade trembled lightly, and a Violet Python appeared before Shen Qing's eyes.

At this moment the Violet Python no longer had its previous brutal aura; instead it bore a kingly domineering aura—if before it was a madman of unrestrained slaughter, now it is an emperor ruling over all under heaven.

The Violet Python spoke, its voice also gaining a few degrees of heaviness: "Master."

Shen Qing spoke: "What changes did this evolution bring? Let me see."

The Violet Python nodded: "This evolution, I directly merged the Golden Dragon form, White Dragon form, and regular form into the current form; its strength is greater than before."

Moreover, I have also comprehended a new form.

As the Violet Python twisted its body, it burst forth shining golden light; the entire Violet Python was covered by an overbearing golden light, and Shen Qing, holding Slay Dragon, could feel the mighty power.

In this form, all attributes multiply; I call this mode Shining Mode!

Shen Qing raised his eyebrows.

Even Ultraman reborn is no more than this.

Shen Qing had read many books about demon blades at home; if graded by strength, demon blades are divided into three levels altogether.

Initially, Shen Qing estimated Slay Dragon to be a second‑grade demon blade; after one evolution it became a first‑grade.

And after completing this final evolution, Slay Dragon should be a super‑first‑grade existence.

At least among the demon blades Shen Qing knows, none are stronger than Slay Dragon.

To say that Slay Dragon is now the strongest demon blade in the world is no exaggeration.

Shen Qing gripped Slay Dragon and casually swung a few blades; not using much force, but wherever the blade passed, space was easily cut like a strip of cloth.

And in the Consciousness Network.

The Martial Saints of Great Martial were arguing.

Dao Sect Qingxuan Daoist spoke: "Are all in place?"

Zhu Xuan: "Arrived."

Vajra Holy Monk: "Arrived."

Subduing Tiger Saint: "No problem."

Several dozen voices sounded.

Qingxuan Daoist spoke: "Plus me, thirty-six Martial Saints, enough."

"That White Dragon Old Dog doesn't know we can now communicate remotely without obstruction; this is the advantage—do you really think breaking through half‑step Earthly Immortal makes you invincible?"

"Moreover, they release half‑step Earthly Immortal aura in all directions, like a peacock spreading its tail, for fear we won't see his skin swallow."

"Later, we thirty will together rush into Wan Yu Ze; upon seeing that old dog we'll start fighting!"

"Fuck him!"

"In the Boundary Battlefield, the Martial Emperor sets the rules; we cannot attack each other, we must present a united front; now he's causing trouble—kill him!"

Thirty Martial Saints had already secretly crept to the edge of Youzhou; even if Shen Qing does not act, these thirty Martial Saints are enough for the White Dragon Saint to drink a pot.

Shen Qing's voice sounded: "If it's Wan Yu Ze, you don't need to come; the White Dragon Saint has already been killed by me; the Heavenly Gang Star and Heavenly Kui Star of the Martial Saint Realm have also been killed by me; you can go back."

In the Consciousness Network there was first a brief silence, then it directly exploded.

"Hey, Shen Qing, you didn't go to the Holy Luo Empire? How come you returned so quickly?"

"Yeah, how is the Holy Luo Empire?"

"Hey hey hey, you've got the focus wrong; what do you mean the White Dragon Saint has already been killed by you? He isn't a half‑step Earthly Immortal, after all—could it be that people from the Holy Luo Empire also came to help?"

Shen Qing spoke: "I can't make it clear to you guys; just me—you come to Wan Yu Ze and see for yourselves."

Not long after, over thirty Martial Saints came to Wan Yu Ze; a group of Martial Saints surrounded the White Dragon Saint's mutilated, black‑black body and could not utter a word.

When Slay Dragon had just undergone its tribulation, Shen Qing had not moved the White Dragon Saint's corpse, so it was struck by lightning into black charcoal; but because the flesh of a half‑step Earthly Immortal is hard, it was not reduced to ash.

Shen Qing kicked the White Dragon Saint's corpse fragments: "Although you can't see his appearance, he is indeed the White Dragon Saint."

Everyone remained silent; they could sense the half‑step Earthly Immortal aura; this is indeed the White Dragon Saint's corpse.

But this is not why they're silent; they're silent because of Shen Qing's strength—know that they had gathered thirty Martial Saints to have confidence to take down the White Dragon Saint, for the gap between Earthly Immortal and Martial Saint Realm is truly enormous.

Yet Shen Qing actually single‑handedly slew the White Dragon Saint?

Does that mean Shen Qing can now fight those thirty by himself?

Shen Yin swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Shen Qing ah, you tell the distant ancestor, have you opened?"

Shen Qing grinned: "You say that."

"Never closed."

Saying this, Shen Qing waved his hand: "Then everyone, I'll head back first; you all take your time playing."

Shen Qing raised his hand, tore open the void and walked in, then suddenly stuck his head out.

Oh, right, I'm returning to Wu Yang Zhou; do you want to catch a ride?

Seeing no one respond, Shen Qing didn't linger and rushed nonstop to Wu Yang Zhou.

Zhu Xuan clicked his tongue and said, "Did he just teleport through the void?"

"How did he become so different after just one trip to the Sheng Luo Empire?"

"Did he go to the Sheng Luo Empire to buy supplies?"

Wu Yang Zhou, Imperial Palace.

Lingyue Pavilion.

Zhu Lingyue, also in the consciousness network, knew that Shen Qing had already returned to Da Wu and had dealt with Wan Yu Ze's White Dragon Saint.

Zhu Lingyue was sitting at her dressing table, fixing herself up.

Just as she finished dressing, Shen Qing stepped out from the void behind her.

"You're still getting dressed?"

Zhu Lingyue glanced back and said, "How did you come back so fast?"

Shen Qing laughed, stepped forward, and scooped Zhu Lingyue up in his arms.

Zhu Lingyue's face flushed crimson: "What are you doing?"

"It's still daytime."

Shen Qing didn't care about that, holding Zhu Lingyue as he walked toward the bed.

They had sex.

The sun was high in the sky.