Chapter 387

But he was horrified to discover that he, somehow… somehow could do absolutely nothing against this black jade dragon?!

No matter what devastating attack he unleashed, it was effortlessly neutralized by the dragon's monstrously strong jade body and its endless, bizarre spiritual arts!

Instead, he himself was being driven back step by step under the dragon's torrential assault, and the armor forged from his own malevolent qi was now cracking with fine, intricate fissures!

"No! Impossible! This cannot be!"

Tuoba Pusa's heart was filled with disbelief, shock, and unbearable resentment!

He simply could not fathom why his ultimate strike—forged from the lives of five hundred thousand soldiers and surpassing even the Land Immortal realm—still failed to defeat his opponent?!

Had this demon dragon truly grown so powerful… that even heaven and earth could no longer bind it?!

"Blood sacrifice! Blood sacrifice! Give me… more power!"

Tuoba Pusa let out a furious, resentful roar!

He burned the last remnants of his divine soul and essence blood once more!

Trying to draw upon the residual battlefield qi below for one final desperate struggle!

Below, upon the battlefield formed from mountains of corpses and seas of blood…

The remaining crimson malevolent qi surged upward again!

All of it rushed into his already fading, ghostly malevolent qi giant form!

Five hundred thousand Northern Mang soldiers—none remained!

All had become part of his power!

Boom!

The malevolent qi giant's aura surged again!

His massive body grew denser, more violent!

The enormous halberd in his hand now radiated a terrifying edge capable of tearing through space itself!

Yet facing this last-ditch, desperate Tuoba Pusa…

Ning Chuan's pale golden dragon eyes flickered with cold mockery.

He knew it was time to end this tedious farce.

"Very well. Let you witness, before death, what true despair truly is."

Ning Chuan sneered, holding nothing back!

He pushed to its absolute limit the dark jade pearl within him, already at the peak of its third transformation!

An overwhelming, supreme demonic power—far more terrifying, powerful, and domineering than any before—exploded from his body!

He would unleash the most powerful spiritual art he had just comprehended and created from the "Jiankaitian Sect"—

True Dragon Calms Tianmen!

In an instant!

The entire sky seemed utterly sealed by an invisible, law-transcending terror!

Time itself appeared to halt!

Space itself seemed to freeze solid!

Ning Chuan's five-hundred-zhang monstrous dragon body suddenly… transformed in an unfathomably profound manner into a colossal, black dragon-shaped divine sword, wreathed in endless chaos qi!

The divine sword radiated a supreme might capable of suppressing all heavens and annihilating all things!

Where its edge pointed, even heaven and earth seemed ready to kneel!

Then—

Above the black dragon-shaped divine sword, a massive heavenly gate slowly emerged—more majestic, more sacred, and more real than the one Li Chungang had once cleaved!

This gate seemed the very origin of this world, the convergence point of all laws!

The pressure it emitted could shatter the divine soul of any Land Immortal!

Yet just as this majestic heavenly gate was about to fully manifest and unleash its supreme heavenly might—

The black dragon-shaped divine sword, forged from Ning Chuan's true body, suddenly trembled!

Letting out a dragon roar filled with boundless dominance and unyielding defiance!

Then, with a supreme might capable of suppressing and annihilating all things, it slashed down—hard, hard—upon the towering heavenly gate!

He was actually… actually using his own body to suppress and annihilate the heavenly gate—the embodiment of heaven's laws?!

Everyone present was utterly stunned by this scene, as if witnessing a primordial myth!

No one had imagined that this Dragon Lord… would dare such a mad, heaven-defying act!

This… was true heaven-defying, Dao-rejecting!

Those watching below were shaken to their cores, unable to calm their spirits for a long time.

"This… this is… true divine power?" General Gai Nie, staring at the black dragon sword slashing toward the heavenly gate, spoke with boundless reverence, "Transforming one's body into a sword, using a dragon to calm heaven! This… this has utterly surpassed my understanding of sword Dao!"

Xu Ziling beside Kou Zhong stared in stunned silence, murmuring, "The Dao of Heaven… seems… insignificant before him?"

The old Laozhang Sect of Long Hushan was chilled to the bone, as if plunged into an icy abyss—he knew he had lost without shame.

Behind her gauze veil, Huyan Guanyin's beautiful eyes trembled with unprecedented turmoil!

She whispered, voice thick with awe and fervor: "So… this… is the true path of transcendence!"

The hundred-zhang malevolent qi giant formed by Tuoba Pusa stared at the black dragon sword slashing toward the heavenly gate, feeling the terrifying power emanating from it—power that brought him despair and suffocation.

For the first time, his blood-red eyes revealed true… fear!

He knew—he was finished.

Before this sword, his so-called "Demon God body" was as fragile as an ant!

Just as all believed this earth-shattering battle would end in a way beyond imagination—

Suddenly!

Tuoba Pusa, who had already fallen into despair, suddenly raised his head and let out a roar filled with unwillingness and madness toward that distant sky:

"Is this... what you wanted to see?!"

"The fortune of our Northern Liang is about to be exhausted! The totem of our Northern Liang is about to fall!"

"You... you still won't come out?!"

Before the words had even faded!

A thunderous Long Yin, equally filled with boundless majesty and dominance yet utterly distinct from Brother Ning Chuan's Long Yin, suddenly roared forth from the distant direction of Northern Liang!

Immediately after!

A true illusory form of a genuine dragon, stretching a thousand zhang in length, radiant blue from head to tail, wreathed in endless frost and wind and snow... tore through the void and descended upon this battlefield!

That genuine dragon, though merely an illusory form, emitted an aura of pressure that was in no way inferior to Brother Ning Chuan's!

Indeed, because its genuine dragon bloodline was even more pure, its momentum was even superior!

This was the totemic divine beast that had guarded the Northern Liang dynasty for thousands of years—the Northern Liang True Dragon!

It... it had actually been stirred as well?!