Serpent Ancestor

The members of the Tianhen Sword Sect all turned pale.

”Quick, withdraw the swords! Withdraw!”

”Retreat quickly!”

Everyone hurriedly dismantled the sword formation, sheathed their flying swords, and retreated, but Tu Sen was faster, like a phantom meteor, crashing into a sword formation that hadn’t been withdrawn in time, his neck colliding directly with the sword’s edge.

With a ”pfft” sound, his head flew off.

An invisible resonance spread from Xu Hei to every person in the formation.

”Thud, thud, thud...”

Heads flew up one by one among the Tianhen Sword Sect members, blood gushing, heads soaring through the sky. They were beheaded by their own swords, disbelief still lingering in their eyes.

No one expected Xu Hei would dare to cut off even his own head.

”Madman!”A Blood Refining Sect elder watching swallowed hard.

”Madmen, all five of them are madmen!”

Only then did they realize they had truly kicked an iron plate this time.

Wang Xiu seized the opportunity to stand up, his evil sword dancing like a crazed demon, cutting down the fleeing Elemental Infants one by one. In an instant, the Tianhen Sword Sect was annihilated!

Xu Hei’s headless body raised a hand and, with a gesture, pulled his head back, placing it back on his neck.

Then, he turned his gaze to the members of the Yan Dao Sect, a cold smile on his face.

Diyuanzi stared at Xu Hei, gritting his teeth, ”Who are you? You’re not Xu Hei! Definitely not!”

Xu Hei had been detained by him for a few days, and they had met once. A person’s change couldn’t be this drastic, nor would they be skilled in such dark arts.

”Didn’t I say? I am the Dragon of Calamity, Tu Sen, though you probably haven’t heard of me,” Xu Hei said with a smile.

The members of the Yan Dao Sect quickly set up a formation, as if facing a great enemy.

”Can you simulate this person?” an elder behind asked.

”No, absolutely not!” Diyuanzi shook his head.

The Yan Dao Sect’s Tianyan Grand Formation could simulate all things in the world, and in his Three Flowers Gathered at the Top state, the formation’s power could be pushed to the limit.

Even a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator could be simulated.

But the Tu Sen before them, the formation couldn’t see through at all, as if he was a mystery.

Things that couldn’t be seen through naturally couldn’t be simulated.

Diyuanzi’s mind raced, and in the Three Flowers Gathered at the Top state, his thinking ability far exceeded that of ordinary people, able to see all flaws.

”I understand.”

Diyuanzi’s pupils contracted as if he had thought of something, and he activated a spell, injecting it into the formation.

At this moment, Tu Sen laughed wildly, holding his severed hand, charging towards the Yan Dao Sect.

”Time, accelerate!”

Diyuanzi held a talisman, raised his hand, and pushed. A pendulum-shaped grand formation instantly formed, enveloping Tu Sen. He grabbed the pendulum and twisted it fiercely clockwise.

In that moment, everything within the formation’s range accelerated, the wind howled, time flew like an arrow.

Tu Sen’s body froze mid-motion, his blood dried, wounds scabbed, as if skipping a long period of time.

”I don’t believe your time is infinite!”

Diyuanzi stared at Tu Sen, coldly saying, ”Once the time limit is up, you’ll disappear, am I right?”

He could tell Xu Hei must have used some secret technique to invite a god to possess him. Such spells existed in the Yan Dao Sect too, and the Ancient Tomb Sect had used it earlier.

The biggest feature of this spell was the time limit. Once a certain period was exceeded, the ”god” would be forced to leave.

His guess was correct!

Dragon Soul Descent indeed had a time limit.

Tu Sen’s time was indeed up, his body unable to move, Xu Hei’s consciousness awakening.

”Is it over?”

Xu Hei murmured, the black vortex in his eyes dissipating, the intense pain in his body surging, yet his expression was somewhat struggling.

”Hehe, kid, you don’t want to wake up?”

Tu Sen’s laughter echoed in his ears.

Xu Hei nodded slightly.

”Then leave it to me, rest assured and sleep.”

Tu Sen said with a smile.

Xu Hei closed his eyes again.

No one knew Xu Hei’s thoughts at this moment, nor would anyone understand.

In this situation, he just wanted to find a place to sleep peacefully. When he woke up, everything would be over, right?

If the righteous path leads people to destruction, is it still the righteous path?

Xu Hei was too tired! He had experienced countless battles, numerous life-and-death crises, but had never been this exhausted. Because the path he insisted on might be wrong!

Tu Sen exhaled, a mysterious call making his consciousness blur, a projection of the Dragon Tomb appeared behind him, the remnant thought seemed to want to leave the body and return to the Dragon Tomb.

”Time’s up, but mere time cannot bind me!”

Tu Sen’s hand gestures changed rapidly, a complex and mysterious seal appearing in his palm.

This seal was extremely strange, as if not from this world, but from beyond!

He raised his palm, pressing it against his chest, the seal spreading throughout his body.

”Divine Ability Reversal, Dragon Soul Descent, release!”

As the seal enveloped him, his connection with the Dragon Tomb was instantly severed, the projection behind him quickly fading until it disappeared.

Tu Sen felt a sense of relief, free from any restraints, his remnant thought was free!

”Hehehe... Hahaha!”

He couldn’t contain his inner joy, laughing up to the sky, the laughter like thunder, deafening.

Without the Dragon Tomb’s call, he could exist in the world indefinitely, free from any constraints.

Next, he just needed to deal with the useless owner of this body, and the sky would be the limit for the dragon to fly, the sea vast for the fish to leap!

The Storm Thunder Dragon had warned to be cautious of summoning the demonic dragon from the Dragon Tomb, leading to irreversible consequences, who knew it would become a prophecy.

Xu Hei not only summoned the demonic dragon, but it was the terrifying Dragon of Calamity, infinitely close to the Ancestral Dragon, even able to dissolve the Dragon Soul Descent.

”Kid, rest assured and sleep, I’ll handle everything.”

”You don’t need to worry about anything, I’ll annihilate everyone who provokes you!”

Tu Sen’s figure flashed, not charging towards the Yan Dao Sect, but quickly retreating, exiting the time acceleration formation, returning to the streets of Liefeng City.

He took out the Evil Spirit Bell from his storage bag, refining it with a single point of his hand.

The Evil Spirit Bell activated, drawing in the souls within the city. Not only those who had just died at his hands from the Ancient Tomb Sect and Tianhen Sword Sect, but also those who had died in the city, all were absorbed into the Evil Spirit Bell.

Although Tu Sen had dissolved the Dragon Soul Descent contract, what remained in Xu Hei’s body was just a remnant thought, his soul power too weak, and the recent battle had consumed most of it.

Especially the Curse Eye move, casting a curse on a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator, the consumption was enormous.

He needed to replenish his soul power, and the quickest way was to devour others.