Chapter 104: True Blood of the Ancient Peng

Jiang Xuan circulated the Yin-Yang Power in his eyes, watching the Ancient Peng True Dragon phenomenon appear behind Old Peng King. The black-red light grew ever brighter, and his expression grew more delighted the more he looked. Facing Old Peng King who was about to kill him, he showed not the slightest sign of attack or defense.

Great Peng Carving Dragon Art!

Old Peng King at this moment seemed to have undergone some transformation, the phenomenon and his fleshly body appearing to have completely merged into one. The Ancient Peng and True Dragon both descended upon him, and suddenly there was a booming sound—thousand-zhang golden light, ten thousand threads of auspicious light, baleful qi and killing qi erupted from Old Peng King's body. Holding the Great Wilderness Halberd, he charged at Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan at this moment still gazed at the phenomenon behind Old Peng King, smiling foolishly, as if this destructive power that was about to blast everything to pieces had nothing to do with him.

Boom!

The power of the Great Peng Carving Dragon Art struck Jiang Xuan all at once. Space shattered, forming a pitch-black tunnel. The Tianqiong trembled, as if it would completely collapse. Endless, violent Nine Heavens Gang Wind swept toward every corner of Tian Di.

Jiang Xuan stood like a Heaven Pillar, Xuanhuang qi flowing. The overwhelming, invincible Great Peng Carving Dragon Art, an offensive capable of destroying heaven and earth, the pitch-black tunnel, the river-like cracks—all vanished without a trace.

"What?"

"The supreme secret art of the Gu Tai Peng Zu, Old Peng King has already cultivated it to the utmost peak, yet he can do nothing to Jiang Xuan. Oh heavens, how can there be such a stunningly talented person in the world?"

"Could it be that Jiang Xuan, like Old Peng King, has his cultivation at the peak of the Second Immortal Extreme? And what kind of body-protecting art is that secret technique that seems to be Xuanhuang qi protecting the body?"

In the distant sky, countless people's hearts and minds were as if tensed, as if gripped tightly by a great hand. When they returned to their senses, they discovered that even though separated by a hundred li, they were still drenched in cold sweat.

Unbelievable!

An event unheard of in the Past Ages.

But it truly happened before their eyes. They witnessed a miracle.

Yaoguang Shengzi, Ji Haoyue, Wanchu Saint Son... all the Heaven's Prides who aspired to the Emperor Road had their eyes flash with a sense of defeat. The Emperor Road Contention now seemed like a joke.

Living in the same Lifetime as Jiang Xuan, who dares to speak of proving the Dao? Who can prove the Dao before Jiang Xuan?

An Miaoyi of Miaoyu Nunnery had her eyes flow with emotion, secretly sighing. The Yaochi Saintess's state of mind, always calm as an ancient well, was also broken, as if a crack had appeared.

The Yaochi Saintess was surrounded by auspicious mist, her true face indistinct, but her slightly accelerated heartbeat showed that her heart was not calm at this moment.

"I have lost!" His words were calm. Old Peng King stood in the Void, staring at Jiang Xuan, and spoke.

Jiang Xuan laughed, "Why does Old Peng King say so?"

"I cannot break your great body-protecting art!"

"But my methods cannot injure you by a bit!"

Old Peng King shook his head and said: "Not the same. Even the most careful plan has one oversight. I will eventually have a moment of lowered guard, while your body-protecting method is Primordial Chaos as desired—with a single thought, ten thousand laws cannot invade. In a prolonged battle, I will undoubtedly lose!"

Jiang Xuan had a different view. Although Old Peng King was not wrong, he thought that if Old Peng King wanted to leave, he himself could not keep him. But given Old Peng King's proud and aloof personality, he would probably rather die in battle than flee, which was why he spoke thus.

The atmosphere seemed to become somewhat silent.

After a long while, Old Peng King spoke:

"This junior of mine is lawless and has offended Daoist Friend. I am willing to make compensation, only requesting that Daoist Friend spare his life." Old Peng King's posture was very low, placing Jiang Xuan in a position higher than himself, begging Jiang Xuan to let the Golden-Winged Xiao Peng Wang go.

"Grandfather!" Xiao Peng Wang's eyes were about to split, unwilling to see Old Peng King humbly beg others.

"Old Peng Brother, you are straightforward! Little Peng Brother is also extraordinary, truly a rare Heaven's Pride. I will definitely not do such a thing as bullying the small with the great and exterminating." Jiang Xuan was full of smiles, completely unaware that his seniority was all messed up.

Old Peng King stroked the Great Wilderness Halberd in his hand with a large hand, as if stroking his own child.

"This Great Wilderness Halberd, I have refined it for over a thousand years. Its material, though not among Immortal Gold, is not inferior to Great Luo Silver Essence. Its power, I believe Daoist Friend also understands. I am willing to exchange this Great Wilderness Halberd for my grandson's life."

"A gentleman does not take what another loves. This Great Wilderness Halberd is Old Peng Brother's divine weapon from a lifetime of war. A divine weapon is the most important companion of a cultivator. How could I do such a heaven-defying, conscience-losing thing?" Jiang Xuan was now righteous and imposing, quite the style of a gentleman, waving his hand to refuse.

Old Peng King was puzzled. At first, when he saw Jiang Xuan overjoyed at getting the Great Wilderness Halberd, he only thought Jiang Xuan loved this treasure of the Ancient Peng Clan. To get Xiao Peng Wang back, he could only bear the pain and part with it. But now seeing Jiang Xuan's posture, it did not seem fake. So what exactly did this Jiang Xuan want?

Thus he tentatively asked, "I do not know how Brother wants me to act, in order to spare my useless grandson's life?"

Jiang Xuan sighed and said, "I observe that Old Peng Brother's fierce might is awe-inspiring, the Ancient Peng secret art is World Invincible under Heaven, able to pierce through everything. With every gesture, the ten thousand Daos of Heaven and Earth tremble and wail. Truly, your demeanor is unmatched. Just now I was sighing that in the coming thousand and ten thousand years, if I cannot witness such heaven-covering methods of the Gu Tai Peng Zu, what a sad thing that would be."

Old Peng King was even more confused, not knowing what Jiang Xuan's intention was in praising him so. Over the past several thousand years, he had never dealt with such a person.

Jiang Xuan slowly extended three fingers and said slowly:

"Three drops of Essence Blood. I want Old Peng Brother's three drops of Ancient Peng Essence Blood!"

Golden-Winged Old Peng King's gaze suddenly became sharp, like two Heaven Knives shooting straight at the Heavenly Vault, staring fixedly at Jiang Xuan.

In the distance, Golden-Winged Xiao Peng Wang, who had long since burst out from underground, roared and bellowed:

"You dare not even dream of it! My Ancient Peng Clan can battle True Dragons, and our True Blood is supremely noble. How could it be given to another!"

Regarding Xiao Peng Wang's anger, Jiang Xuan did not care at all, acted as if he did not see it, did not turn his head, but looked at Old Peng King and said slowly:

"Old Peng Brother, if you are unwilling, it does not matter. I observe that Little Peng Brother has an outstanding bearing and presumably has also awakened the Gu Tai Peng Zu True Blood. Extracting its Essence Blood would also have considerable effect. But his cultivation is still shallow. To achieve results like Old Peng Brother's, I fear it would injure his foundation, and even endanger his life."

A threat, a naked threat!

Old Peng King remained silent, and the atmosphere became tense once more.

Jiang Xuan stood with hands behind his back, silently standing in the Void, his expression leisurely, waiting for Golden-Winged Old Peng King's answer.

After a long while.

"Good!" Golden-Winged Old Peng King circulated his mystic art, and powerful qi waves erupted around him, shaking space. Following that came weakness, extreme weakness.

"Grandfather!" Golden-Winged Xiao Peng Wang roared, tears of heat in his eyes. Unwillingness, regret, and anger intertwined in his heart.

The importance of True Blood to a cultivator is equivalent to a mortal's heart's blood. It is the foundation of life and the Dao. The loss of True Blood is a fatal blow to a cultivator. A cultivator cannot condense much True Blood in a lifetime.

Three drops of True Blood floated in the air, crystal clear and transparent, brilliant as divine radiance, blooming with dazzling radiance like the most precious Nine Heavens Blood Jade. They contained vast and boundless energy, and endless Ancient Peng Dao Rhyme flowed within. Killing intent was infinite, as if an Ancient Peng was causing chaos in heaven and earth. A terrifying aura permeated. Ordinary cultivators could not even hold up a single drop of such blood; they would be slain by the killing intent within.

This was different from the Demon Emperor Essence Blood. The Daojie and killing intent in the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart had already been refined by Qing Di. The Essence Blood left for later generations contained only vast energy. Otherwise, even a Saint could not bear the power of a single drop of Demon Emperor Essence Blood.

Jiang Xuan made a grabbing motion with a large hand, and the three drops of Ancient Peng True Blood were drawn into his hand. His low voice began to laugh, growing louder and louder, joyful and wild. The laughter came from the Tianqiong, echoing through the clouds, rushing straight to the heavens, heard a hundred li away, startling countless cultivators in the distant sky. Only see that unrestrained laughter broke through the Cloud Layer, parting clouds to reveal the sun, letting the Great Sun shine upon the four directions once more.

(Chapter End)