Dragon Tamer

Chapter 512: Chapter 514: Learning Swordsmanship on the Spot
 

Wearing a bright red hat, even their faces were concealed behind red masks, the Summoning Demon Masters lined up in a row. They stood at a stone pavilion on the Long Valley Mountain Road, jointly casting the same Demon Summoning Technique!

The bright red was striking to the eyes; the stone steps they trod upon and the tree canopy overhead were mysteriously imbued with a layer of eerie blood-red aura, sinister and terrifying. At the same time, one could see blood-red linkages appearing between the Summoning Demon Masters, connecting their arrays into one vast summoning diagram!

“They are combining their powers to summon demons. Even those with lower cultivation can, with the strength of many, call forth more formidable Demonic Beasts!” Ye Youying said to Zhu Minglang after witnessing this scene.

Groups of ten or twenty from the Summoning Demon Sect realized that low-level Demonic Beasts couldn’t possibly take down the White Robe Sword Sect, so they summoned together, calling to the battlefield even more powerful and higher-level Demonic Beasts.

A surge of bloody energy emerged, and slowly, a bizarre red blood rain descended upon the Long Valley Forest. One after another, giant summoning arrays appeared along the mountain paths; in those forests drenched crimson, enormous Blood-Colored Demon Centipedes burrowed out from the arrays!!

The Blood-Colored Demon Centipedes’ bodies were covered with blood-colored carapaces, segment by segment, each growing outward in different directions with barb-like spines. This armor of carapace and thorns protected them from head to tail. They were wild and ferocious as they rampaged through the forest, toppling and shattering century-old trees with ease!

Beyond their crawling in the forest, these Blood-Colored Demon Centipedes also possessed a terrifying capability to burrow through earth and mountains. One could see some of them diving into the stone, followed by a spray of rocks and soil, and not long after, they burst forth from another mountain ridge!

Zhu Minglang slightly furrowed his brow.

Being able to burrow through earth and mountains made things difficult, and these Demon Centipedes clearly possessed intelligence. Unlike the watery demonic guards from before that swarmed in a sense of security, the Blood Helm Demon Centipedes crawled towards Sword Manor from different ridges. Some burrowed directly below Long Valley, while others traveled from one mountain to another, turning the faces of the White Robe Sword Sect Disciples pale.

This type of Blood Helm Demon Centipedes were likely as formidable as the Dragon Lord and Dragon Monarch. The Summoning Demon Masters pray and summon together, managing to bring so many high-level Demonic Beasts all at once, indeed proving extremely difficult to deal with!

“Youngster, do you have a sword technique to deal with these earth-burrowing monsters?” At this moment, an elderly man with white hair spoke up.

The old man was well on in years. Had their sect not been facing the danger of slaughter, he probably wouldn’t have appeared.

He was frail, and although he carried a sword on his back, at his advanced age, he likely couldn’t unleash any real Sword Might. Moreover, Zhu Minglang could sense the old man’s weak aura; he was probably an injured elderly Sword Master who had chosen to retire!

“It’s a bit troublesome, but it should be manageable,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Your study of the Art of the Flying Sword is in its infancy, and the sword techniques you’ve mastered are few,” the elderly man with the snow-white hair said.

Zhu Minglang looked somewhat surprised at the old man.

To think he had seen through him.

The Flying Sword Sect, Zhu Minglang had indeed not studied it for long, and his power came precisely from the existence of something special like the Sword Spirit Dragon.

“I’ll teach you a move. I believe with your Sword Territory and comprehension, you’ll be able to quickly grasp it. Once you’ve mastered it, dealing with these burrowing centipede Demonic Beasts will be simple, just like killing earthworms!” the old man with snowy white hair said.

“Honorable teacher, how can we learn right now? Just execute the sword technique and quickly destroy those mountain-burrowing Demon Centipedes!” a disciple said with a crestfallen face.

“At my age, even if I risk this old life of mine, the Sword Qi I unleash would not be one-tenth as powerful as that of this young man,” the old teacher with white hair said.

Time waits for no one. If only I were ten years younger, I could single-handedly slaughter these rabble of the Summoning Demon Sect.

But he was well aware of the condition of his body. His cultivation base was declining, just like his withered form.

“Old sir, please teach me,” Zhu Minglang said.

Lín Zhong, Ming Xiu, Ye Youying, and all the disciples of the White Robe Sword Sect were going crazy with urgency.

What time was it for teaching swordsmanship!

Moreover, such a powerful sword technique that could cleave mountains and shatter rocks must be extremely sophisticated and complex, surely requiring years of practice!

“Look at that wooden stake,” the old teacher with white hair pointed downwards, towards the wooden stake closest to the practice stone platform, which was only about two hundred meters away. Typically, only apprentices practiced with that wooden stake.

Zhu Minglang steadied his heart and concentrated, keenly observing everything the old teacher was doing.

The old teacher could tell at a glance that he hadn’t been practicing the Art of the Flying Sword for long, and must be an ultimate Old Sword Master. He was willing to personally pass on the Flying Sword Technique, and that was more than Zhu Minglang could ask for.

“This sword is known as the Suppressing Sword, suppressing all demons and monsters. This sword is also called the Hundred Tomb Sword. The sword is like a great tomb, reaching deep into the bedrock. Watch closely, watch closely—Tomb Sinking Sword!!!”

The sword behind the old man sheathed with swiftness and ferocity. Despite his age, the sword was extremely sharp, as if it was meticulously polished and washed every day. That sword, commanding the skies and entering the clouds, became a beam of cold sharpness upon unsheathing. Even though the wooden stake was beneath them, in the sinking valley, the sword had already reached the high heavens, entered the Cloud Heaven, and vanished without a trace!

The disciples of the White Robe Sword Sect also had their eyes fixed on the old teacher at this moment.

This revered teacher did not appear before everyone often, but every newly advanced master treated him with the utmost respect. He hadn’t taken any personal disciples, nor had anyone seen him impart even a trace of swordsmanship…

However, watching the momentum of his swordplay, it was different from all other Flying Sword Swordmasters. Despite his aged appearance, he seemed as if he could stab through the blue sky with a single sword thrust, his ambitious spirit in no way inferior to the dragons and phoenixes soaring in the heavens. Yet his cultivation base, his energy, his strength were all not in proportion to his realm.

“The Qi gathers in the body of the sword, the thoughts sink into the earth, Divine Tomb of the Sky Stele—Tomb Sinking Sword!!”

The white hair seemed to fly without wind, and his aged face revealed a determination. His eyes shone with a blazing light that could break through everything, including the twilight of the years!

Without a visible sword, a massive tombstone suddenly appeared atop that wooden stake. The tombstone, rusted and solemn, created an immensely powerful gravitational field as it suddenly submerged into the earth, forcing the surrounding branches, rocks, and birds violently to the ground. A staggering force of heaviness surrounded this tombstone sword, instantly crushing the rock layers within a hundred meters radius of the wooden stake!!

Even though it was just a demonstration, the power of the Tomb Sinking Sword left every member of the White Robe Sword Sect dumbfounded. The old teacher had hardly used his breath, and yet, if a Child-level Swordmaster could master this Tomb Sinking Sword, it was feared that suppressing Divine and Mortal beings of the General level would not be a problem!

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