Chapter 112: The Dragon-Escape Stake [Thanks to 0ExiledImmortal0 for the Reward]

“Caw... caw...”

At that moment, outside the Dragon King Temple, a sharp crane cry pierced the air.

“Damn it, they came too quickly!”

Shi Jian glanced up at the imprisoned spirit mirror above the Dragon King statue. A gleam flashed in his eyes as he pulled out several purple talismans from his bosom, his hands crackling with thunderlight.

“Spirits of Heaven and Earth, heed my call!”

With a series of hand seals, the talismans soared and instantly adhered to the Dragon King statue, vanishing without a trace.

Having completed this, an electric glow surged around Shi Jian’s body, and in an instant, he dashed out of the temple.

“Brother Shi Jian, wait!”

“Rumble... rumble...”

...

Seeing Shi Jian disappear, the villagers inside the temple erupted into a frenzy, whispering among themselves. A few braver souls even rose and stepped toward the temple entrance.

Hearing the commotion outside, Li Yang understood that the Dragon King Temple had become a place of conflict and was no longer safe to linger. It was best to leave first and consider his next move carefully.

“What’s this?”

As Li Yang prepared to leave, his gaze caught sight of a man who had been carrying the Dragon King statue. The man had rolled up his pants leg, revealing a crimson talisman.

The talisman’s surface was inscribed with black tadpole-like script, radiating an ominous aura.

“Dragon Binding Seal!”

At the sight of the script, Li Yang’s eyes swept over the forty-nine reckless men on the ground. He grabbed the leader among them, and in an instant, his figure dissolved into the void, vanishing completely.

...

Meanwhile, outside the Dragon King Temple, Shi Jian shimmered with electric light but was blocked by a middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist rode atop a massive red-crowned crane. His face was noble and serene, clad in a deeply creased dark blue Taoist robe. Fine wrinkles traced the corners of his eyes, a three-inch beard hung beneath his chin, and his jet-black hair fell loosely over his shoulders. A black-and-white sword case was strapped to his back.

His appearance was peculiar, making it difficult to pinpoint his exact age. Whether he was thirty, forty, or fifty, all were plausible. His indifferent eyes carried a profound world-weariness.

“Brother Dongwei Daoist, what is the meaning of this?”

Shi Jian’s eyes flickered with caution as he spoke earnestly.

Li Yang hovered in the void, holding an unconscious man. His form blurred, golden light flickering in his eyes as he observed the Taoist.

A pure radiance surrounded the Taoist, suffused with a sense of completion. Interspersed within this light were strands of deep azure calamity energy, tightly restrained by a great seal hovering above the Taoist’s head—the treasured “Sanwu Duogong Celestial Master Seal” of Dragon-Tiger Mountain.

“The reputation of Dragon-Tiger Mountain is truly well-earned...”

Squinting to study the Taoist, Li Yang recognized this as the aura of near perfection—this Dongwei Taoist was but one step from transcending the three calamities and entering the immortal path. If he wished, he could undergo his transmigration trial at any moment.

“Brother Shi Jian, please forgive me. This matter concerning the Dragon Seed relates directly to whether Dragon-Tiger Mountain can safely weather the coming End Law calamity. Until this issue is fully resolved, I must ask you to remain as a guest to avoid any untoward incidents.”

Dongwei Taoist sat solemnly on the red-crowned crane and bowed to Shi Jian.

“Brother Daoist, you are so confident you can keep me here!”

Shi Jian’s eyes narrowed as arcs of electricity crackled from his body.

“Forgive me, Brother Daoist. If it were not absolutely necessary, how could I dare block your departure? But this concerns the century-long plan of Dragon-Tiger Mountain; I can only beg your pardon!”

Despite the hostile tone in Shi Jian’s words, Dongwei Taoist’s expression remained calm and unhurried.

“Since words fail to align, then allow me to test the progress of your ‘Dragon-Tiger Pure Void Great True Qi’ after all these years. What advancement could possibly embolden you to boast so boldly?”

“Rumble... crackle...”

As Shi Jian’s voice fell, thunder erupted around him. Silver-white lightning flickered unpredictably in his eyes.

“Roar... mooaah...”

“Clang clang clang... clang!”

Facing the incoming electric light, Dongwei Taoist’s eyes gleamed with piercing sword intent. Behind him, a dragon and a tiger ascended, accompanied by a clear sword light. The rainclouds in the void were swept aside, revealing a sword scar stretching endlessly into the sky, piercing the dark clouds. A long-lost ray of sunlight broke through, descending from above.

“Yin-Yang Male and Female Evil-Slaying Sword!”

Watching the dragon and tiger circling amid the radiant sword light, Shi Jian’s face darkened ominously, as if dripping water.

“Rumble... crack... crackle...”

“Wild Thunder Descends!”

Though wary of the sword light in the void, Shi Jian was unwilling to yield quietly. With a flourish of his fists, a pillar of lightning shot skyward, stirring the black clouds in the void. Winds rose and thunder roared across the sky, bolts of lightning scattering in all directions.

For a time, the void was torn by sword and thunder, harnessing celestial power. Despite being at a disadvantage, Shi Jian’s aura surged as he faced the multitude of swords overhead, showing no weakness before Dongwei Taoist.

“Yin-Yang Evil-Slaying Slash! Slash...”

“Clang!”

Frustrated at failing to quickly subdue Shi Jian, Dongwei Taoist’s eyes flickered with impatience. He extended a finger and formed a sword seal. With a crisp sword chant, countless swords converged, their cold light surging. A brilliant sword light, tens of miles long, cleaved the heavens, casting a gigantic spectral sword blade over Yinghai County.

“Clang!!!”

“Ah... my eyes...!”

“Ah... ugh...!”

“Ah...!”

With a tremendous clash of metal and gold, a dazzling silver-white light shot into the clouds, tearing open a vast cavern in the sky. Dark clouds dispersed rapidly. The villagers before the Dragon King Temple screamed in agony, clutching their bleeding eyes and writhing on the ground.

“Nine Elders’ Immortal Jade Seal!”

As the white light faded, Shi Jian’s Taoist pin was shattered, his hair disheveled. Though disheveled, he bore no injuries. A white jade seal hovered above his head, emitting strands of azure light that enveloped and protected him.

“Hmph~ You think Dragon-Tiger Mountain is the only sect with treasures?”

“Poor Daoist takes his leave!”

Shi Jian gestured, causing the jade seal above him to shrink and spin rapidly before resting in his palm. His form became a streak of lightning, vanishing from before the Dragon King Temple.

“Junior Brother, handle matters here. I will pursue Shi Jian!”

“Caw... caw...”

Patting the red-crowned crane beneath him, Dongwei Taoist turned and issued an order. With a clear crane cry, the bird soared skyward, chasing the lightning streak that was Shi Jian.

“What an extraordinary battle! Disciples of these great sects are indeed remarkable—each one no ordinary opponent!”

Hidden in the void, Li Yang watched the red-crowned crane ascend and couldn’t help but click his tongue silently.

These disciples of the great sects were roughly on par with Li Yang’s cultivation, some even weaker. In terms of combat ability, they lagged far behind. Yet, their formidable treasures made all the difference.

Li Yang’s cultivation had not been long, yet his achievements today were the fruit of countless opportunities most could never imagine.

But these others had it easy—resources fell from the heavens while they sat at home. It was truly frustrating to compare oneself with others.

Even with his sect’s treasures, Li Yang knew he could not quickly subdue Dongwei Taoist in direct conflict.

If the disturbance grew too great and attracted the attention of Dragon-Tiger Mountain’s old masters, it would be disastrous. Survival alone would be a challenge, let alone seizing the Dragon Seed.

“What a headache!”

Frowning, Li Yang took the unconscious man and vanished into the void.

Near Yinghai County, he found a dry cave and lit a fire. Placing the man on the ground, he rolled up the man’s pants leg and pulled out the crimson talisman.

“Indeed, the Dragon Binding Seal!”

Li Yang’s eyes gleamed sharply as he examined the inch-long scarlet talisman.

He had once heard Elder Zixiao speak of this.

Legend said that during Yu the Great’s flood control, an ancient clan called the Dragon Taming Clan existed.

They possessed a specialized method—the Dragon Binding Seal—that restrained dragons. At that time, floods ravaged the land, and dragon breeds often appeared in rivers and lakes. Yu’s success in flood control owed much to this clan.

However, by the Xia Dynasty, the clan vanished without a trace, and the Dragon Binding Seal gradually became lost.

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