Chapter 206
It had turned into a more condensed, purer, and more powerful—Dragon Pearl!
His strength had therefore undergone another earth-shattering expansion!
If he had only been comparable to a Land Immortal before.
Then at this moment, he was definitely a top-tier existence within the Land Immortal realm!
He even felt that if he were to refine the newly obtained Buddhist relic belonging to the Heavenly Monk and the Daoist Golden Core belonging to the Earth Nun.
His strength would likely increase even further!
Xiaoyaozi looked at Ning Chuan’s cold, indifferent pale golden eyes, feeling the terrifying power emanating from the other party that was enough to make even him feel despair.
He knew that today, he was probably truly... doomed.
He wanted to beg for mercy, wanting to use the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect to exchange for a chance at survival.
However, Ning Chuan did not give him this opportunity.
He looked at Xiaoyaozi and said indifferently: "This seat has heard that you once obtained an ancient strange book called the *Xiaoyao Scripture* in Changchun Valley."
"Now, recite the contents of that scripture word for word."
"Perhaps this seat can consider giving you a quick death, letting you die with some dignity."
His voice, though calm, was filled with unquestionable command.
At the same time, an invisible mental force quietly enveloped Xiaoyaozi, preventing him from telling any lies or transmitting his voice to anyone other than Ning Chuan.
Hearing this, a flash of despair crossed Xiaoyaozi’s eyes.
He knew that he no longer had any room to bargain.
In order to die quickly and avoid torture.
He could only humiliatingly recite the *Xiaoyao Scripture*, which he regarded as his greatest secret and the foundation of his life’s cultivation, word by word into Ning Chuan’s mind.
The *Xiaoyao Scripture* was indeed an ancient strange book; the content it recorded was all-encompassing and profound.
Not only did it contain the many supreme divine abilities and secret techniques of the Xiaoyao Sect, such as the final mysteries of the Northern Dark Divine Art, Small Formless Art, Tianshan Six Yang Palms, and Lingbo Micro-steps.
It also contained many profound discussions on longevity, refining qi into spirit, and shattering the void.
For Ning Chuan, this was another huge gain, enough to take his understanding of the path of demonic cultivation to the next level.
After Xiaoyaozi finished reciting.
Ning Chuan looked at him, a flash of cold killing intent in his eyes.
"Very good."
He said indifferently.
Then, the giant hand of demonic power pinching Xiaoyaozi’s neck exerted force suddenly!
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of bone breaking!
Xiaoyaozi, the founding ancestor of the Xiaoyao Sect, who had long become a legend in the martial arts world and possessed unfathomable strength.
Could not even let out a scream before his neck was forcibly snapped by Ning Chuan, his soul extinguished!
His eyes, filled with unwillingness and regret, were forever frozen at that moment.
Ning Chuan casually threw Xiaoyaozi’s corpse into the seawater below like trash.
Then, he condensed his Daoist Golden Core, which had also reached the Land Immortal realm, and pocketed it.
This was another precious "pill-refining" material.
The entire East Sea coast fell into a deathly silence once again!
Everyone was completely scared witless by Ning Chuan’s terrifying means of killing a top-tier Land Immortal with a flip of his hand!
This... this was simply... as easy as crushing an ant!
Just how terrifying had the strength of this Dragon Island Master become?!
"Congratulations to the East Sea Dragon Lord for successfully passing the tribulation! Supreme Human-Form!"
I don't know who was the first to recover from the shock, kneeling respectfully to the handsome and majestic figure in mid-air, shouting from the bottom of their hearts!
Immediately after, like dominoes!
All the martial artists present, whether righteous heroes or demonic villains, knelt down one after another and shouted in unison!
Their voices converged, shaking the heavens and the four seas!
They knew that from this day on, the pattern of the entire world would be completely changed!
A brand-new, and most terrifying, supreme existence had descended upon the world!
Ning Chuan’s gaze swept casually over the crowd kneeling and trembling below.
Then, his figure slowly dissipated on the spot, as if he had never appeared, having already returned to the depths of Taohuadao.
Leaving behind only a cold and majestic, yet filled with supreme domineering, sentence echoing in everyone’s ears:
"All of you, leave at once! Today’s events end here!"
Today, he was very satisfied.
Not only did he successfully pass the Human-Form Heavenly Tribulation, his strength skyrocketed again, and he could transform into a perfect human form.
He also wiped out the 200,000-strong Northern Liang army, suppressed many powerful enemies, and thoroughly established his supreme prestige and that of Taohuadao.
He even unexpectedly obtained the Xiaoyao Sect’s treasure manual—the *Xiaoyao Scripture*.
For him, this book was a true encyclopedia; the discussions on longevity and shattering the void within it benefited him greatly.
It could be said to be... a full harvest.
"Next, after this seat finishes digesting everything gained today."
"It will be time... to pay a proper visit to that Northern Liang Prince’s Mansion!"
Ning Chuan thought coldly in his heart.
He had not forgotten that Xu Xiao still owed him a "kowtow and apology."
On the messy beach of the East Sea coast.
The tens of thousands of martial artists who had luckily escaped the disaster slowly climbed up from the ground.
They looked up at Ning Chuan’s back as he disappeared into the depths of Taohuadao, each person’s face filled with unspeakable, complex emotions.
Shock, horror, awe, fear, fanaticism, worship... various emotions intertwined, making their hearts, like the sea surface that had just calmed down, continue to rise and fall violently.
What they saw and heard today was simply too unbelievable, too shocking!
Enough for them to remember for a lifetime, never to be forgotten!
After a brief deathly silence.
A tide of discussion erupted instantly among the crowd!
Everyone’s voice trembled slightly due to extreme excitement!
"My God! I... what did I see?! Was that... was that really... a dragon?! And... he even turned into a human?!"
"Dragon transformation! Immortal descending to the world! This... this is simply... a scene that only exists in myths and legends!"
"Too... too terrifying! That Dragon Island Master... no! It’s the East Sea Dragon Lord! His strength is simply unfathomable, like a god or demon!"
"Wiping out the 200,000 Northern Liang army with a flip of his hand! Suppressing several Land Immortal-level existences with a wave! This... is this still within the scope of human capability?!"
"I feel that even if the legendary Heavenly Emperor descended to the world, it would probably be no more than this!"
"Yes! Yes! Especially at the end, he actually even killed that legendary old immortal Xiaoyaozi, who had lived for hundreds of years, as easily as pinching a chick! This... this is too domineering!"
"Hmph! That Xiaoyaozi was sanctimonious, despicable, and shameless! Taking advantage of the Dragon Lord’s critical moment of tribulation and transformation to launch a sneak attack! He simply disgraced the righteous path of the world! He deserved to die!"
"That’s right! Lord Dragon Lord killed him well! Such a despicable villain deserved to have his soul extinguished!"
"It seems that this martial arts world is really going to change! From now on, I’m afraid we will have to respect this East Sea Dragon Lord!"
"Taohuadao will probably become the number one holy land in the world! Even better than Songshan Shaolin and Wudang!"
"..."
Endless discussion and speculation.
Almost everyone felt deep shock and awe at Ning Chuan’s world-destroying supreme divine might.
They knew that from this day on, the pattern of the entire world would undergo earth-shattering changes because of the emergence of this "East Sea Dragon Lord"!
A new era was about to arrive!
In the crowd.
That woman dressed in white, carrying two blades, with a peerlessly beautiful face but a cold, snow-like temperament—Nangong Nangong Pushe.
Looking at Ning Chuan’s disappearing back, a brilliant light, unprecedented, erupted in those beautiful eyes that had always been calm and indifferent!
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