Chương 151: War God — Chapter 151 - Who Says He's Dead?

Hundreds of Spectral-Scaled Bone Dragons rose into the air, their rotting bodies trailing ghostly fire from empty eye sockets. Their wings beat with the force of sub-dragon bloodlines—enough to darken the sky. Blood-Pupil Wyverns followed, their crimson scales slick with decay. Fangs that should have crumbled decades ago gleamed with fresh menace. These blood-draining, soul-seizing variants still held peak D-rank power despite the years. Their bodies had endured the relic's corruption without fading.

The blood light in their eyes burned as bright as ever. The real threat came from the rear: over 100 Skeletal Demon Dragons. Outside, these creatures ranked A-level. Decades sealed in this tomb had shriveled their frames, but even diminished they maintained C-rank strength. A few were worse. Other sub-dragon species filled the gaps—Thousand-Foot Bone Serpents, Armored-Bone Rot Dragons, and more. Most held early D-rank power, life force in the thousands. The corpse-beasts surged forward like locusts.

Yan Zhaoxue had seen battlefields before. This made her scalp crawl. And they were still surrounded by dense Malevolent Qi. No wonder the senior had warned her. If the Cloud Demon Dragon's remains emerged, even just the skull, it could lead this horde straight through Coiling Dragon Mountain. The Tenth Unit might hold the line, but they couldn't protect thousands of students. Yan Zhaoxue's expression shifted. She understood now. The senior hadn't stayed behind just to contain the remains.

He intended to eliminate the source entirely. End the threat permanently. But how could one person manage it? Against this many corpse-beasts... The thought barely formed before she saw him, a figure no larger than a grain of rice, plunge into the horde. Boundless Asura Blade Intent flooded outward. BOOM! The relic shook. Over 100 corpse-beasts froze mid-flight. The next instant, blade qi shredded them into uniform fragments. Rotting flesh fell like snow, carved with surgical precision.

"That's... Asura Blade Intent..."

"Combined with Tiger Malevolence Blade Art... and Overlord Blade Intent layered within..."

"Wait, that technique... Asura Single Blade Slash... dozens of Skeletal Demon Dragons in one strike... how is it this strong?"

"No, that's..."

"Peak Mastery?" Yan Zhaoxue stiffened. The senior had only obtained the Martial God True Intent a few months ago at the Dao Inquiry Stele. Asura Single Blade Slash was Martial God Zhao Gang's lost signature technique. He'd not only comprehended Asura Blade Intent but pushed the art to Peak Mastery? When? Had he grasped it just now at Dragon Head Cliff?

"What did he comprehend from those spear marks..." Yan Zhaoxue watched him tear through the beast horde like a swimming dragon. This was the senior, after all. He'd killed foreign assassination squads and leveraged their deaths to slay the Mountain-Stomping Nightmare Tiger. Moving through alien beasts came naturally.

'But he'll exhaust himself eventually...' Worry crept in as she watched. This was still inside a relic. The senior was using Tiger Malevolence Blade Art, powered by Malevolent Qi. Even with his special meridian cultivation method protecting him from corruption, his strength had limits...

'I need to open my meridians. Now.' —'Can't run out. The Malevolent Qi just keeps coming...'

'The Spirit Sha multiplies with every kill...' If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Wang Xian casually cleaved through dozens of Blood-Pupil Wyverns, each massive as a mountain. Blood and putrid fluid sprayed down. In a battle this dense, even at third realm, he couldn't stay completely clean. Some attacks got through. These beasts far outclassed the Bone-Corroding Leopards from before. Especially the C-rank dragon-form corpse-beasts. Tough.

Disgusting. So he'd taken hits. His body was covered in shredded flesh and various fluids. An ordinary third-realm warrior would be dead or corroded by the chaotic energies in those attacks. But with his complete Divine Meridian Network, Wang Xian simply absorbed it all. Dragon breath, putrid fluids, ghostly flames. His divine meridians converted everything. Unfortunately, his clothes weren't so lucky. They gradually dissolved.

"Barely keeping the boxers intact..." A few superficial wounds didn't even register. Wang Xian glanced at his demonic blade. The Black Tortoise Armament Soul and Kan-Water hexagram grew clearer with each kill. He fought harder. — Outside. Coiling Dragon Mountain, Dragon Head Cliff. Chi Jiuyou lay sprawled on the ground, gasping. His pupils were unfocused. He looked like he'd been pulled from water. Staring at the dusky sky, he opened his palm. The stone crystal had shattered completely.

"Wasted a Void Crystal Molt." Chi Jiuyou sighed. All his schemes had collapsed. Worse, he'd burned his trump card. The item was immensely valuable. Level-7 martial protective gear with no realm restrictions. Spatial type, extremely rare. It recorded spatial coordinates and could tear through space for instant teleportation within range. His true life-saving measure. Unique, too. The materials required were nearly impossible to obtain twice. The plan had been simple: guide Wang Xian to open the coffin.

Strike the instant the Cloud Demon Dragon's remains appeared, kill him before he could react, seize the Martial Extreme Divine Armament's broken blade inside. Then use the crystal to escape. Instead, everything failed.

"Calculated everything..."

"Never calculated that Wang Xian actually isn't afraid of death..."

"I laid it all out. He had no interest in the divine armament blade. Didn't even want to leave..."

"He'd rather die inside to prevent disaster..."

"You're really something, you bastard!" Chi Jiuyou cursed. He was certain: take every student from Dragon Country's Five Greats combined and put them in Wang Xian's position. Even those willing to die would have grabbed that sliver of survival. None would destroy the stone key and eliminate every escape route. Complete madman.

"That kid's strength is terrifying. His will unshakable. I've never met anyone like him..."

"Maybe dying in there isn't the worst outcome..." Chi Jiuyou chuckled. One fewer major enemy was cause for celebration. Footsteps approached. Chi Jiuyou's expression shifted. He stood, face pale:"Captain Qian, Captain Lu!" The Tenth Unit had arrived.

"Little Chi, what happened?" Lu Tiesheng walked over, eyes sharp.

"The teachers said Malevolent Qi erupted at Dragon Head Cliff. The ground collapsed. Yan Zhaoxue and Wang Xian fell through, and you went after them?"

"But we found no one in the underground cavern!"

"What's going on?" Chi Jiuyou's lips twitched. His expression cycled through shame and fury before he roared. He slapped himself across the face. Hard enough to draw blood.

"Captain Qian, Captain Lu!"

"I'm a coward!"

"I'm worthless!" He slapped himself several more times. Captain Qian grabbed his wrist.

"What happened? Speak clearly!" Chi Jiuyou's lips trembled. In a low voice, he recounted everything. The Nine Nether Insects devouring the underground space. The ancient relic, Dragon Calamity Bone Tomb. The Cloud Demon Dragon's remains. Everything he'd witnessed inside. Every detail. When he finished, Chi Jiuyou wept:"Junior Wang had the key, but he refused to open the relic. Refused to take the Thousand-Calamity Dragon Spine's broken blade and cut through space to escape.

Because that would release the Cloud Demon Dragon's remains and countless corpse-beasts."

"Even if he escaped, even with the Tenth Unit outside, thousands of students on Coiling Dragon Mountain would die."

"So..."

"He destroyed the key. Chose to die in the relic with President Yan!"

"And I..."

"And I..." Chi Jiuyou trembled, tears streaming.

"I'm a coward... I couldn't stay and face death with Junior Wang... I had a Void Stone Molt that recorded Coiling Dragon Mountain's spatial node. I crushed it and came back."

"Junior Wang is a true martial artist! A true hero! He has that noble will of self-sacrifice..."

"I'm a deserter. Worthless..."

"I don't deserve to be a Tiandu University student!" He half-collapsed. Lu Tiesheng caught him. The Tenth Unit stood in silence. No one doubted his words. Lu Tiesheng trembled, staring at the massive hollow.

"Little Chi, jumping down after them was already brave..."

"Fearing death is human."

"You're no coward!" Tears welled in his eyes.

"One Wang Xian is enough..."

"It's just..."

"It's just..." Captain Qian's expression was heavy, fists clenched tight. His conversation with Wang Xian surfaced unbidden. He opened his mouth.

"How can he just die like this..." Lu Tiesheng's words carried extreme unwillingness, voicing what Captain Qian couldn't say. A voice drifted up from below:"Who says Wang Xian is dead?" The Tenth Unit turned. A woman walked up, dressed in black fitted combat attire. Her figure was alluring, her face bewitching. Several students followed behind her.

"You are?" Captain Qian asked.

"Chen Yuting. Azure Dragon University." The woman's voice was calm.

"Wang Xian's high school classmate."

"Wang Xian won't die in the Dragon Calamity Bone Tomb."

"He'll come out."

"What you need to do is have spatial-talent warriors set beacons at Dragon Head Cliff." Her voice carried absolute certainty.

"When Wang Xian uses the Thousand-Calamity Dragon Spine's broken blade to cut through space, he'll need those beacons to return here safely."

"Otherwise, he could emerge anywhere." Everyone paused. Chi Jiuyou glanced at her. Inwardly shocked. Another expert? She knew this much about the Dragon Calamity Bone Tomb? Chen Yuting glanced back at Chi Jiuyou. Their eyes met. Chi Jiuyou's mind trembled. The vague sensation of being seen through. This woman is dangerous. What is Junior Wang's background? Even his classmates are this formidable?

"The chances are slim..." Captain Qian said.

"If he can't return..."

"Two days. He'll return within 2 days. If not, I'll go in myself." Chen Yuting's tone left no room for argument.

"Without Nine Nether Insects, entering the Dragon Calamity Bone Tomb is nearly impossible." Chi Jiuyou spoke quietly.

"Classmate, going in would be... difficult."

"Not difficult." Chen Yuting pointed toward Coiling Dragon Mountain.

"An earth vein runs beneath the mountain. Detonate it, and spatial quakes will ripple through this region. The Dragon Calamity Bone Tomb is hidden in the void here. Spatial quakes will create rifts."

"Entry becomes possible." Everyone's pupils contracted. Even the students behind Chen Yuting trembled, staring at their president. Detonate the earth vein? The entire mountain would collapse instantly. Malevolent Qi would boil over. Surrounding relics would trigger in chain reaction. The earth dragon would turn. Even distant Yunhe City would suffer.

'Madwoman!' Chi Jiuyou screamed internally. He'd never considered that plan. The consequences were too severe, the difficulty too high. This woman not only thought of it, she looked ready to do it.

"Classmate, don't entertain reckless thoughts." Captain Qian's voice carried warning as he watched Chen Yuting. She gazed at the massive hollow.

"We'll know in 2 days." ➤ Next: Physique… Truly Exceptional