Chapter 151: Jiuzhou Has No Future! (Bonus Chapter!)

One!

Two!

Ten!

Fifty!

Including those eight True Immortals, a total of fifty-four True Immortals appeared.

Fifty-four True Immortals stood together, packed so densely that the Heavenly Vault seemed about to collapse.

Qiyou's expression was one of shock: "Xiang Long wasn't dealing with eight True Immortals; for three thousand years, he has been dealing with over fifty True Immortals!"

Over fifty True Immortals—what a terrifying force.

How could Jiuzhou possibly contend with them?

Xiang Qi looked at Lin Chao, her eyes dazed: "Shen Die... Xiang Long..."

At this moment, Lin Chao's body was nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang long, ten times the size he was when he first transformed into a dragon.

His eyes were filled with Gold light, majestic and cold, sacred and noble.

"Take advantage of his unstable realm and his unhealed wounds—kill him!"

A True Immortal titan spoke, and immediately, over fifty True Immortals attacked together.

That momentum was far more terrifying than when the eight True Immortals had attacked.

When the eight True Immortals attacked, Lin Chao had still been able to maneuver when he first transformed into a dragon.

But against over fifty, he would have undoubtedly died back then.

And at that time, this group of True Immortals had been unwilling to fully unseal themselves from their true sources.

Doing so would have damaged their foundations and caused them severe injury.

But at this moment, they had no choice but to come out in full force.

They would risk severe injury and damage to their foundations just to Slay Xiang Long.

Otherwise, they would be the ones to die.

The massive Giant Dragon spat out a breath of dragon Fire.

At this moment, several more scales fell off.

Instantly, three True Immortals were engulfed in flames.

Their powerful Immortal Spirit Qi was like a thin film at this moment, destroyed the instant it was burned.

"No!"

A True Immortal screamed.

"If I had known it would come to this, three thousand years ago, I would have risked damaging my foundation to break the seal and Slay this monster."

But there is no medicine for regret in this world, and they could not return to three thousand years ago.

The Gold dragon that Lin Chao had transformed into was awe-inspiring.

Even with most of his scales missing, it could not hide his grace.

Lin Chao extended his massive dragon claw.

"This strike is for Jiuzhou!"

The giant dragon claw descended from the sky, unstoppable.

Even if these fifty-plus True Immortals joined forces, they could not block this claw at all.

"Ah!"

A True Immortal had his body torn apart by the dragon claw.

That dragon claw was larger than his own head.

Striking his body, he was instantly smashed to pieces.

Lin Chao's eyes were ruthless, filled with killing intent.

"This strike is for myself!"

Lin Chao attacked with his claw again, and instantly, another True Immortal's body exploded.

Before Lin Chao, these True Immortals were like paper lanterns, possessing no ability to resist whatsoever.

As True Immortals fell, vast amounts of Mingxing Qi scattered in all directions.

Lin Chao's gaze was icy.

He was incomparably powerful at this moment, but he knew that he had long since reached his limit.

Three thousand years of battle had made him too tired, far too tired.

His injuries, his Divine Soul, and the trauma caused by casting the Small Wish Technique were irreversible.

He looked incomparably powerful at this moment, and he was indeed incomparably powerful.

However, without the Small Wish Technique, he would have died long ago.

Now, he relied on his increased strength combined with the Small Wish Technique to sweep through the True Immortals.

"No!"

The True Immortals roared.

They were unwilling to accept this.

Every time Lin Chao shed a scale and struck with his claw, a True Immortal would fall.

This was a one-sided slaughter, a naked, brutal slaughter.

Qiyou and the other prodigies had long since been pushed ten thousand miles away by the Divine Dragon's wave.

They knew that it was because Xiang Long was afraid of harming them.

At this moment, Qiyou looked at the Heavenly Vault, his expression complex: "We... could be considered to have done our best?"

"It is a pity for Brother Lin Chan."

On this day, the Jiuzhou Continent.

No matter where one was, one could see a majestic True Dragon fighting alone against a group of immortals above the Heavenly Vault.

With a single swipe of the True Dragon's claw, a True Immortal would fall.

News regarding the Heavenly Vault, the news of Xiang Long fighting dozens of True Immortals alone, was also quickly learned by the major sects.

In the Medicine Blood State, at the Xiang Family, Ye You's eyes were filled with tears, streaming down his face: "This is my disciple, Xiang Long."

"Alas, Long Er." The ancestor of the Xiang Family let out a sigh.

Three thousand years without sleep or rest, fighting dozens of True Immortals alone—how absurd and ridiculous it sounded, yet how tragic and heroic?

At the Medicine Saint Sect, Zimo looked at the Heavenly Vault, his eyes somewhat blurred: "Xiang Lin, I truly am not worthy of being your teacher."

The Heavenly Sword Gate.

The old man looked at the Heavenly Vault, a proud expression appearing on his face: "Lin Chan, you did not let me down, and you did not lose face for our Heavenly Sword Gate."

The old man flicked his sleeves and left, no longer looking at the Heavenly Vault.

However, his back looked incomparably thin.

Inside the Heavenly Palace.

Almost all the True Immortals had fallen.

At this moment, only that female True Immortal tycoon was still alive.

She held her head high, revealing a stunningly beautiful face; she looked at Xiang Long, her eyes carrying an inexplicable smile: "Xiang Long, do you think you have won?"

Lin Chao did not speak.

At this time, he was covered in blood from head to toe, not a single scale remaining.

Now, he was no different from before; both were exhausted and at the end of their rope.

The female True Immortal tycoon looked at Lin Chao, her smile meaningful: "If the Immortal World Channel is not opened, Jiuzhou cannot have a future."

"Hahaha!"

The female True Immortal let out a crazed laugh.

Her body finally dissipated into the air as well.

At this moment, the Heavenly Palace was filled with broken walls and ruins everywhere, with no living beings present.

Or rather, the living beings that had existed had all fallen.

Only wisps of Mingxing Qi remained.

Lin Chao, transformed into a True Dragon, looked at these wisps of Mingxing Qi.

He wanted to reach out his dragon claw, but he could not extend it no matter how he tried.

A powerful sense of fatigue washed over him, his eyelids drooping; Lin Chao wanted to open his eyes wide, but in the end, he lacked the strength.

Above the Heavenly Vault, the massive figure of the True Dragon disappeared, eventually turning into a human figure that fell heavily, its whereabouts unknown.

In the first year of the Jiuzhou Dragon Calendar, the True Dragon Xiang Long destroyed the Ghost immortals, slaughtered the True Immortals, and restored peace to Jiuzhou.

However, after slaughtering the True Immortals, Xiang Long's figure disappeared, and his whereabouts became unknown.

The Ten Great Immortal Sects traveled to the ends of the earth and searched the heavens and the underworld, yet they never found Xiang Long's whereabouts.

The Myriad Dao Immortal Sect honored Xiang Long as the Dragon Emperor, and the dragon became the totem and faith of Jiuzhou.

The tenth year of the Jiuzhou Dragon Calendar.

Zimo looked at the woman in front of him as she woke up, a complex expression appearing in his eyes.

He maintained a distance of one meter from the woman.

Wei An looked at Zimo, her gaze also incomparably complex: "Zimo, let us leave Jiuzhou."

"Ah?" Zimo was puzzled.

"Jiuzhou... has no future." Wei An let out a long, drawn-out sigh.

"Alright." After a moment of silence, Zimo finally nodded.

Before leaving Jiuzhou, Zimo made a trip to the Medicine Blood State.

Unfortunately, he never managed to see that disciple of his.

He left a letter for Xiang Long and eventually followed Wei An out of Jiuzhou.

The one-hundredth year of the Dragon Calendar.

An Immortal Cultivator entered the ruins of the Heavenly Palace and picked up a broken sword.

The two-hundredth year of the Dragon Calendar.

Jiuzhou was still searching for Xiang Long and had not given up.

The one thousand and twenty-seventh year of the Dragon Calendar.

In a deep valley, a little girl with bright, intelligent eyes held a man's arm; she suddenly widened her eyes, a look of surprise appearing on her face.

"You're finally awake!"

Lin Chao looked at the little girl in front of him, and countless memories surged forth.

He asked softly: "Who are you?"

Sorry, sorry! I wrote an extra chapter to finish this plot, which caused the update to be late!

Thanks to 【Feiying Zhixin】 and 【Mingli Lunhui】 for the tips, thank you!

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