Chapter 914

Hum!

When that pale blue dragon-tooth sword, its blade surface rippling like flowing water, slowly rose, a vast torrent of sword qi immediately flooded the void.

That sword qi was sharp and unceasing; when Lu Lu Qingmei and the others outside watched the dragon-tooth sword, it felt as if they themselves stood before an endless ocean of sword qi.

A sense of insignificance and dread arose spontaneously.

This caused them to involuntarily display expressions of shock—such power in a Marquis Art was even more terrifying than Li Luo's "Black Dragon Dark Water Flag"!

Is this Li Luo's true trump card?

Of all the Twenty Banners of this generation, who dares claim they could withstand this strike?

Those who previously doubted Li Luo's claim as Dragon Head now fell utterly silent, for this sword strike—even if Li Li Qingfeng had not made that bizarre move—would still have been nearly impossible to block.

"What Marquis Art is this of my little brother? Does the Dragon Tooth Line even have such a Marquis Art?" Li Li Fengyi asked, eyes wide with astonishment.

Deng Deng Fengxian shook her head firmly. "There is no record of this Marquis Art in the Dragon Tooth Grotto. Judging by its power, it's at least Yan Shen level, yet the grotto's Yan Shen-level Marquis Arts are few, and none resemble this."

Li Jintao chuckled. "It must be his fortune. This sword strike of his is truly astonishing—I feel even my defense couldn't hold."

Li Li Fengyi smiled brightly. "This father-son duel will surely be passed down in the history of the Twenty Banners. Who will dare say my little brother's Dragon Head title is fake now?"

She glanced lazily toward Li Li Hongli's side, where the Dragon Blood Line's banner leaders all wore expressions of shock—Li Luo's revealed trump card had clearly startled them too.

Previously, they could still argue that Li Luo won the Dragon Head only because Li Li Qingfeng made a poor choice, but from now on, that excuse could no longer be uttered.

While the crowd outside reeled in shock, Li Luo, feeling his xiang force rapidly deplete, dared not hesitate. His face solemn, he formed the sword seal and locked onto Li Taixuan's figure.

Hum!

The Water Dragon-Tooth Sword vibrated violently, shooting forth as a blue streak of light, while immense sword qi surged outward, rapidly coalescing into a massive blue dragon outside the blade.

This was a sword qi water dragon!

The sword qi, refined to its utmost, was razor-sharp; wherever it passed, even the void was sliced with fine traces, and the ambient elemental energy seemed to quietly split apart.

Yet alongside its razor edge, it carried the enduring, flowing nature of water xiang—this art's terror lay not in a single strike, but in relentless entanglement; once caught in the ocean of sword qi, even if one withstood its sharpness, one would immediately sink into ceaseless depletion. Under such annihilation, even a Two-Star Tianzhu's strength might not endure.

Roar!

The sword qi water dragon unleashed a dragon's roar, its cry interwoven with the shriek of swords.

Directly targeting Li Taixuan!

Li Taixuan's shadow halted, his expression growing solemn—he clearly sensed just how terrifying the charging sword qi water dragon was.

He stepped back, fingers forming a quan yin, and behind him, his two brilliant tianzhu spun at maximum speed, like two black holes voraciously devouring elemental energy.

The extreme overload caused the two tianzhu to emit pained, groaning sounds.

Vast, thick xiang force erupted from Li Taixuan like a storm; he assumed the quan yin and slammed it forward.

Once again, the Hundred Battle Dragon Fist.

But this time, nine dragons emerged!

Hundred Battle Dragon Fist: Nine Dragon Fist!

Nine utterly dominant dragon-shaped quan yin roared forth, their momentum overwhelming, capable of shattering heaven and splitting mountains!

With the Da Cheng Jing Hundred Battle Dragon Fist and the blessing of his own Heavenly Dragon image, Li Taixuan's execution of this art possessed power equal to many Yan Shen-level Marquis Arts.

Under countless trembling gazes inside and outside the Stone Dragon Chamber, two earth-shattering attacks pierced the void and collided head-on mid-air above the stone platform.

Boom!

An indescribable shockwave swept outward; the many banner leaders standing nearby turned pale and hastily retreated, yet even so, they were shaken, their blood and qi surging violently.

But their eyes never left the cataclysmic clash before them.

Yet this titanic collision showed no stalemate whatsoever—upon contact, the sword qi water dragon displayed devastating, unstoppable force; like an ocean, its sword qi surged through, and each dragon-shaped quan yin was instantly submerged, dissolving into nothingness within seconds.

The sword qi water dragon was like a deluge of apocalypse, drowning everything in sight.

After dozens of seconds, all nine dragon-shaped quan yin vanished beneath the sword qi water dragon.

Then, the sword qi water dragon surged downward unimpeded, engulfing Li Taixuan's figure entirely, and further pierced through the entire stone platform, splitting it cleanly in two.

Only then did the sword qi water dragon dissipate into the heavens with a final dragon's roar.

Li Luo landed on the split stone platform, his face slightly pale, but his eyes gleamed with awe and wild joy—for the first unveiling of the Water Dragon-Tooth Sword had delivered immense shock.

Is this what they call a "Peerless Proto-Art"?

This sword strike—ordinary Two-Star Tianzhu would dare not face its edge!

Though the cost was equally immense, it was all worth it.

Li Luo smiled as he gazed at the spot where Li Taixuan had vanished. "Next time I meet Sister Jiang Jiang Qinge, I'll tell her I once casually cut down my father in his youth."

I imagine she'll look at me then with stunned admiration.

As Li Luo marveled at his own excellence, the high-ranking elders of each line watching from the high clouds fell into silence. Even though all present were Marquis-level powerhouses, Li Luo's previous sword strike had left them solemn.

Such terrifying sword qi could not be cultivated from an ordinary Marquis Art.

This was at least a Si Si Tianming-level Marquis Art!

Such a level of Marquis Art, even among the Five Dragon Lines, was considered a lineage's treasured secret; in the outside world, it would spark bloodshed and chaos, even drawing the greed of Li Li Tianwang-level powers.

But according to our knowledge, the Dragon Tooth Line has no such Si Si Tianming-level Marquis Art. They suddenly recalled Li Li Tianji's earlier words.

An art left by the Ancestor?

Yet how could Li Luo, a mere Ji Sha Jing cultivator, possibly master such an art? The higher the level of a Marquis Art, the harder it is to cultivate; Si Si Tianming-level Marquis Arts—even true Marquis-level cultivators might not succeed.

So Li Luo's xiang art talent is truly this high? It surpasses even Li Taixuan in his prime.

The Dragon Blood Line's elders stared deeply. No one expected Li Luo to emerge victorious in this Dragon Head contest. This boy, raised for so many years in Outer Shenzhou by Li Taixuan, had not been ruined after all?

If this boy had been raised within the Dragon Tooth Line since childhood, wouldn't he have become another Li Taixuan, capable of dominating an entire generation?

Has the Dragon Tooth Line's fortune been so great these years? First came Li Taixuan, and now Li Luo? Fortunately, Li Taixuan suffered his past calamity and is now missing, while Li Luo spent so many years in Outer Shenzhou, delaying his advancement—otherwise, the Dragon Tooth Line's prestige might already surpass the Dragon Blood Line.

As the elders of each line pondered, the five line leaders also fell silent. After a moment, Li Li Qingying, leader of the Dragon Scale Line, smiled first. "Congratulations to the Dragon Tooth Line—you've welcomed another peerless prodigy. Given time, Li Luo's name will surely echo throughout Tianyuan Outer Shenzhou."

Li Li Jingzhe waved his hand, smiling faintly. "Leader Li Qingying, don't overpraise him. This boy was delayed for years in Outer Shenzhou—his future remains uncertain."

"Among the other Heavenly King-level powers in the Outer Shenzhou of the Primordial Origin, this generation is not lacking in peerless geniuses; compared to them, Li Luo still lacks a bit of foundation."

Li Li Tianji, the Head of the Dragon Bloodline, smiled at this moment and said, "The techniques created by the Ancestor are truly extraordinary. Our Dragon Bloodline also possesses several Si Si Tianming-level Sealing Marquis Arts. I wonder if Head Li Jingzhe would be willing to exchange and learn from each other."

Li Li Jingzhe gave no definite answer, saying, "The requirements for cultivating this technique are extremely harsh. Looking across all five lineages, I fear that apart from Li Luo, no one else is suitable for cultivation."

His words clearly rejected Li Li Tianji's proposal; after all, although the "Myriad Phases Dragon Fang Sword Array" was not fully completed by the Ancestor and could not be counted as a true "Peerless Art," its grade and power far surpassed ordinary Si Si Tianming-level Sealing Marquis Arts. Li Li Tianji attempting to trade the Dragon Bloodline's Si Si Tianming-level arts for this technique was indeed a clever calculation.

Moreover, once they obtained this technique, they would inevitably study methods to decipher or counter it, which would cause some adverse effects for Li Luo.

Hearing this, Li Li Tianji sighed regretfully and said no more.

"Since the ninth contest has ended, the time has come for this Dragon Head contest to conclude."

As the five lineage heads nodded, a grand voice slowly descended from the void at this moment, echoing throughout the entire space.

"The ninth scale contest, the winner is Li Luo."

"Thus, having won all nine contests, he has obtained nine scales and shall have the Shadow-Keeping Stone Dragon carved, to be admired and emulated by the twenty flags of future generations."

When this voice sounded, Li Luo looked up and saw a brilliantly dazzling dragon scale descend from the sky; the concentration of Heavenly Dragon Qi contained within far exceeded that of any previous scale.

Li Luo displayed a brilliant smile.

With the nine scales in hand, his "Heavenly Dragon Battle Body" would naturally be truly perfected.

(End of this chapter)