Chapter 275: The Death of the Dragon Speaker

"Stop!"

Seeing this, Forsyth hurriedly intervened.

The Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror was the key to controlling the flying dragons; if it were destroyed, his reign as master of the Dragon Domain would likely be over.

Now, the most critical thing was to reclaim the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror.

Fortunately, he had already mastered five of the thirty-three layers of the demonic seals on the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror.

As long as he could distract that worm, he could reclaim the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror.

Thinking of this, Forsyth roared a few words at the flying dragons surrounding them.

The flying dragons did not charge forward; instead, they all retreated a bit.

Forsyth was furious: "Bastards! You lowly worms, are you trying to rebel?"

The response was a roar from the flying dragons toward the sky.

"Damn it! You dare to betray me. Once I retrieve the treasure, I will pull your tendons and peel your bones!"

Forsyth roared while riding the bone dragon toward Zhang Xingyu.

"Oh, crap!"

Zhang Xingyu hurriedly steered his sword to escape.

The sword light wove through the dragon flock, with the bone dragon in hot pursuit.

Fortunately, Zhang Xingyu held the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror, so the flying dragons did not attack him.

During the chase, Forsyth did not forget to threaten Zhang Xingyu.

"Despicable worm, stop immediately. As long as you hand over the treasure in your hand, I will spare your life!"

Zhang Xingyu did not look back.

"Forsyth, who are you trying to fool! I'm not a three-year-old child; I won't fall for your tricks!"

"Human, I swear by the Demon God, as long as you hand over the treasure in your hand, I will absolutely not kill you!"

"Pfft! A devil's oath!"

Seeing that threats and temptations were ineffective, Forsyth launched an attack.

A golden light shot out from the golden spear in his hand.

Zhang Xingyu banked his sword, and the golden light grazed his cheek, hitting a flying dragon beside him.

Before the flying dragon could even let out a cry, it shattered into pieces and turned into flying ash.

Zhang Xingyu thought he was lucky.

To save his life, he adopted an "irregular direction" escape method, constantly changing his flight trajectory.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the attack had failed, Forsyth cursed under his breath and fired another golden light.

The golden light grazed Zhang Xingyu's scalp.

Zhang Xingyu felt a chill on his head; a tuft of his hair had turned to ash.

Zhang Xingyu was shocked!

If this continued, he would be injured sooner or later!

Thus, he held the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror high.

"Forsyth, you bastard, if you dare to attack again, I will really tear this broken book to pieces!"

Forsyth's grip tightened, and the bone dragon beneath his feet slowed down.

"Hand over the treasure, and I will stop attacking!"

Forsyth shouted loudly at Zhang Xingyu in front.

"Let me go first, then I'll give you the treasure!"

Zhang Xingyu continued to speed away on his sword.

After chasing for another distance, Forsyth did not launch any more attacks.

He changed his tactics.

He simply hung behind Zhang Xingyu, unhurried, wanting to exhaust Zhang Xingyu's magic power.

When Zhang Xingyu's magic power was exhausted, that would be the moment he reclaimed the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror.

Compared to killing Zhang Xingyu, this was a safer approach.

After all, attacking Zhang Xingyu might damage the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror in his hands.

Furthermore, if he pursued too closely, causing Zhang Xingyu to destroy the treasure in desperation, that would be highly undesirable.

Above the Dragon Domain, a game of cat and mouse was unfolding.

Half an hour passed, and Zhang Xingyu's escape speed had decreased; Forsyth was secretly delighted.

It looked like the worm in front was about to exhaust his magic power.

Good! The moment his magic power is exhausted will be the time I reclaim the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror.

At that time, I will skin that worm and pull his tendons to vent the hatred in my heart!

In front, on the flying sword, Zhang Xingyu was multitasking.

After confirming that Forsyth had reservations and dared not launch further attacks, he injected a wisp of divine sense into the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror in his hand.

It was time to see the true face of this broken book.

His divine sense followed the spiraling stairs, constantly probing downward.

The space where his divine sense resided seemed like layers of inverted stairs.

One layer, two layers, three layers...

Roughly counting, there were about a hundred and ten layers.

Around each layer of the hanging stairs, various restrictions were laid out.

To explore the next layer, one had to pass through the restrictions of the previous layer.

Zhang Xingyu tried letting his divine sense lightly touch a restriction.

The restriction emitted a golden light, attempting to wipe out his divine sense completely.

Fortunately, Zhang Xingyu's divine sense was refined, and he had transformed it into a golden needle, which barely withstood the restriction's attack.

This thing was not easy to handle.

In the past, he had refined many treasures, but none of the restrictions he encountered were as powerful as this one.

Even the restrictions on his most relied-upon high-level flying swords—the Fire Dragon, Green Dragon, and Yellow Dragon—and the Xuanwu Treasure Armor, which was comparable to a spirit treasure, were not this powerful.

However, this did not mean he had no way.

Having had many experiences refining treasures, Zhang Xingyu's greatest method was blood sacrifice.

With the help of fresh blood, the power of the restrictions on the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror indeed weakened significantly.

His divine sense was like an electric drill, and in no time, it had passed through five layers of restrictions.

In the fifth layer of space, he encountered a faint phantom.

Seeing Zhang Xingyu's divine sense, this phantom bared its fangs and brandished its claws, pouncing toward it.

Zhang Xingyu understood.

This phantom looked somewhat similar to Forsyth; it was most likely the divine sense imprint that guy had left inside the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror.

As long as he destroyed this phantom, that demon would never be able to control this treasure again.

Watching the phantom pouncing toward him, Zhang Xingyu's divine sense shook and transformed into a golden fist.

The fist swung out, landing squarely on the phantom's chest.

The phantom was sent flying by the punch.

In the first round of the exchange, Zhang Xingyu won.

On the hanging stairs, the phantom shook and returned to its original state.

This time, the phantom was in no rush to attack. He beckoned with his right hand, and a shimmering golden spear appeared in his palm.

Seeing this, Zhang Xingyu's divine sense changed again, transforming into a golden, flashing short blade.

The golden spear thrust fiercely, the golden blade slashed, and the two divine senses fought into a ball.

After a long chaotic battle, the golden blade spotted an opportunity and slashed the phantom into two with a diagonal strike.

The phantom gradually dissipated.

"No!"

On the back of the bone dragon, Forsyth spat out a mouthful of old blood.

At this very moment, he had completely lost his connection to the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror.

Clearly, the divine soul imprint he had left in the Divine Dragon Treasure Mirror had been forcibly erased by someone.

Forsyth could no longer afford to hold back.

"Lowly worm, you actually stole my treasure in secret! This time, I want you dead!" Forsyth roared with a ferocious expression.

He raised his golden spear, and a golden light shot out from the tip, rushing straight toward Zhang Xingyu in front.

In front, Zhang Xingyu seemed to have no reaction.

Just as the golden light was about to hit Zhang Xingyu, a flying dragon suddenly appeared from the side, its massive body blocking the path behind Zhang Xingyu.

"Boom!"

The flying dragon died, and Forsyth's effort fell short.

Zhang Xingyu woke up and hurriedly increased his escape speed.

Forsyth was about to continue the pursuit, but saw flying dragons surrounding him one after another.

"Get lost! You lowly things!"

The flying dragons did not leave.

The response to Forsyth was fireballs and frost.

"No!"

Above the Dragon Domain, a shrill, miserable scream rang out. ===== CHAPTER 276 =====