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110. Wu Xiang’s Adventure
“Damn it! That Dragon God warrior is far too strong… I must tread carefully when I face him again!” Wu Xiang growled as he was forced to retreat from the First Realm of the Nirvana Temple. The demon drifted effortlessly above the vast ocean, his body gliding through the air without the aid of his dragon, Azeroth. Beside him, the mighty beast soared with regal grace, its scales shimmering like burnished bronze beneath the fading sunlight. The sea below roared with endless waves, their foam spraying upward, mingling with the salt-laden wind that lashed against Wu Xiang’s face. “Fortune favors me still. I managed to seize the Demon God’s Scripture, which I shall study later, along with a trove of gold and silver coins from the secret cavern of the Dragon God warrior,” Wu Xiang declared, his voice tinged with triumph. “At least our venture into the First Realm was not in vain, even if we were driven out by that warrior,” Azeroth replied, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder.
109. Chen Long’s Dilemma
“I cannot take you to meet the Darkness Cultivator yet, Long Chen! You must first prove yourself useful to him, only then will he agree to see you. I ask that you be patient!” Xiuying’s voice rang out, sweet yet edged with steel. Chen Long felt the cunning and power behind her words, a beauty that ensnared him but offered no mercy. “In that case, I would rather return to my homeland!” he threatened, his tone sharp with frustration. “If you leave now, Long Chen, your chance to meet the Darkness Cultivator will vanish forever. And you will never see me again,” Xiuying replied with a smile that concealed menace. Though her lips curved in sweetness, her words carried the weight of a veiled threat. “What a terrifying woman… how did I let myself be trapped by Xiuying’s beauty? Foolish of me not to heed Wu Tian’s warning,” Chen Long muttered inwardly, his heart heavy with regret. “Well? Do you still wish to return to your homeland?” Xiuying pressed, her eyes gleaming with challen
108. The Strange Warrior
“Who follows me? Show yourself, or I will force you out!” Feng Huang shouted, her voice echoing through the forest as she sensed a presence trailing her steps. No reply came from behind. The silence pressed in, heavy and unsettling. The forest at the foot of the mountains was infamous for its eerie reputation, and now dusk was falling, shadows stretching long and deep. The Red Phoenix had wandered for hours, unable to escape the woodland that seemed to entrap her. She had not realized that the once-beautiful forest had transformed into a labyrinth, twisting paths that deceived her at every turn. Time and again, Feng Huang retraced her steps, only to find herself back at the same place. Frustration gnawed at her, her patience thinning as the strange forest toyed with her resolve. The atmosphere grew darker as evening approached. The air thickened with dampness, carrying the earthy scent of moss and decaying leaves. The rustle of unseen creatures stirred unease in her chest. “
107. Searching for Wu Ling
A crimson shadow darted swiftly through the dense canopy of emerald trees at the foot of the cool mountain range. The figure moved with unbroken speed, weaving through the thick forest as though the branches bent aside to let her pass. Every so often, she alighted upon the broad crown of a towering tree, pausing to scan the wilderness around her. The shadow revealed itself as a young woman of striking beauty, her form graceful and perfectly balanced for her age. Her face glowed with a radiance that words could scarcely capture, like the first light of dawn warming the eyes of all who beheld her. Any man would be entranced by her presence, for she was not only slender and elegant but also agile, moving with the poise of a warrior who had reached formidable heights. “Where are you, Wu Ling?” she whispered, her gaze sweeping across the forest from the highest tree, her voice tinged with longing and determination. This was Feng Huang, the Red Phoenix, a maiden whose beauty blossomed
106. The Cunning of Lo Hui
“What of the Demon God’s Scripture and the Demon God’s Sword that Wu Xiang has taken?” asked Dragon Vikrama, his voice rumbling like distant thunder. “Let us hope Wu Tian will reclaim them in time, Vikrama! For now, we must head to Lo Han Island. There is something I must accomplish there!” Lin Wei declared, his tone sharp with urgency. “Is it wise to let Wu Xiang roam freely, Ryder? What if he targets Wu Tian, who is still healing?” Vikrama pressed, his golden eyes narrowing with concern. “Wu Xiang will not linger in Lo Han Village. The memories of his family would resurface there, weakening his pursuit of the highest stage of dark cultivation. Once he leaves the Nirvana Temple, he will depart from Lo Han altogether,” Lin Wei replied with certainty. “You sound so sure, Ryder,” Vikrama muttered, doubt flickering in his gaze. “Wu Tian is safe in Lo Han Village, so long as he avoids the Nirvana Temple when Wu Xiang emerges from the first realm.” Vikrama did not argue further
105. Vikrama the Red Dragon vs Azeroth the Black Dragon
"Magnificent, Dragon God Warrior! The legends about you are no mere tales!" shouted the Demon Wu Xiang, his voice echoing across the trembling skies. "Dark Dragon, arise!" Wu Xiang, sensing defeat in his duel against Mahasura—Lin Wei—summoned forth the Black Dragon, a colossal beast cloaked in shadows. Its scales shimmered like obsidian under the dim light, and its roar split the heavens. "Is this not the same Black Dragon that once shook the Nirvana Bodhisattva a century ago?" Lin Wei asked, his tone grave, his eyes narrowing as the monstrous form coiled in the distance. "Is this the dragon I fought before?" Vikrama, the Red Dragon, muttered in awe, his memory flashing back to the battle where he had barely triumphed. "Yes, Vikrama," Lin Wei affirmed, his voice steady. "That black beast was immense, and though you defeated it, the struggle nearly cost you everything." The Black Dragon’s eyes glowed with venomous hatred. "Cursed Red Dragon… we meet again." Its voice was thic
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