Dragon Tamer-Chapter 760 - 764: Feathered Immortal

Chapter 760: Chapter 764: Feathered Immortal

Unknown Celestial Continent.

On a towering Altar of Sky Worship, groups of people in yellow long robes stood, their attire, from hair ornaments to hemlines, carefully adorned, each carrying a blend of devotion and solemnity.

The lead woman, with a Divine Eye, was regal and elegant, her brows etched with inconsolable grief and suffering. While all those in yellow robes loudly recited some sort of vow to the heavens, the Divine Eye woman looked up to see Mount Zhi Tian hanging upside down yet majestic, and at its peak, a figure was “gazing down” upon them!

That person stood in tranquility, neither joyful nor angry, with a sword by his side and an extraordinary White Dragon.

“A being from the… the heavens!” On the altar, shock washed over the face of the woman with the Divine Eye.

This was the first time in their kingdom’s long history of praying for celestial blessings that they had seen a real person from above!

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The Divine Eye woman now wished fervently that she possessed the Celestial Flying Immortal Technique to ascend to the Heaven realm and witness the stature of this celestial being herself, to pray to him in person and beg for favorable weather and humble peace for their shattered continent.

After bowing and kowtowing three times, the Divine Eye woman pointed to the nearly imperceptible figure of the heavenly person and announced joyously to all the yellow-robed nobility, “I have seen him, the figure from the heavens! He is looking at us; our piety and prayers must have moved him. From this day forth, all the nobles shall kneel here daily, offering your possessions, attracting the attention of the people above with the most splendid and shining treasures of our kingdom. He is our savior; he will redeem us!!”

Her voice rang out strong and powerful, and the people of the entire nation began kneeling on the spot!!!

…

At Sky Peak, Zhu Minglang also noticed a dazzling spot of light in the Celestial Continent below…

It felt like the shimmer of a mountain made from countless gold and silver jewels piled high. After all, if one could see it from such a great distance, it certainly wasn’t a matter of just a few chests of treasure.

Unfortunately, Zhu Minglang didn’t have divine eyes to see such distant things. Thanks to those distant specks of light, he barely made out a city where tiny, dust-like people gathered, seemingly engaging in some sort of uniform ritual.

Zhu Minglang didn’t pay it much heed, discerning that it was a continent with a not particularly advanced spiritual civilization; their rulers liked parades, which must be their custom.

Glancing up at Heavenly Peak, Zhu Minglang saw that there were several of them, each taller than the last, reaching towards the highest summit.

To reach Sky Peak, one would have to climb up from the lowest Heavenly Peak to the highest one. Zhu Minglang knew it was pointless to continue enjoying the scenery; he must ascend higher!

Whether reaching the top granted True God status was unclear to Zhu Minglang, but the higher he went, the denser the Spirit Root, and the greater the Destiny he could improve—that was certain.

…

Every day, the Divine Eye woman in the capital of the unknown Celestial Continent observed the celestial phenomena, observing that celestial person.

She sought to divine the secrets of heaven from the actions of this being above, to receive some guidance from the heavens.

“The heavenly being is approaching us; he must also be trying to save us!” the Divine Eye woman said excitedly.

With the current distance, she could now roughly make out the celestial figure, a very young man, though his face was still somewhat blurred. But as he drew closer, she believed she would soon be able to see his true face.

“He must have heard our call and is pushing through all obstacles to come to us… Oh no, there’s a Feathered Immortal on the divine mountain he is about to scale!” The Divine Eye woman couldn’t help but cry out, her shout startling the nation’s nobles into a panicked frenzy.

“We can’t just watch idly, we must find a way to notify the people of the heavens!”

“Immortal Master, I have a family heirloom voice transmission talisman, I wonder if it can reach our heavenly beings?”

“Very well, the heavens do not fear hardship and danger to resolve the calamities for us, we must also let them feel our sincerity!” the Divine Eye woman said.

…

Each of Mount Zhi Tian faced an obstacle, the first was a hole-riddled mountain peak, which housed countless dusk birds that could neither be killed nor driven away.

Zhu Minglang struggled through it, looking quite weary already.

Fortunately, Zhu Minglang found a Spirit-based Holy Fruit in a high altitude rainforest, otherwise, it would have been difficult to continue.

When Zhu Minglang was scaling the last of Mount Zhi Tian, a piece of paper suddenly floated down from the sky. This paper was golden in color, roughly the same size as a banknote, and just as Zhu Minglang was puzzled by it, the special paper from beyond the skies actually emitted a voice!

“Supreme being of the heavens, above you is a Feathered Immortal, it has a penchant for collecting the heads of men, please be extremely careful!”

A straightforward sentence, the voice of the woman was quite pleasant, likely of that refined sort, but her tone was tinged with a measure of respect and humility, as if she viewed herself as a Superior Immortal.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head awkwardly.

It seemed from their perspective, seeing him at the highest point of Mount Zhi Tian, they would subconsciously regard him as a person of the heavens.

This made Zhu Minglang suddenly think of the man at the foot of Mount Zhi Tian, who had set up a labyrinth to fool the Divine Chosen and gods with Divine Patterns. His understanding was that the existence of the heavens is relative, to those of a lower realm and worlds with a lower level of cultivation civilization, those who tower above them were viewed as the heavens.

However, in Zhu Minglang’s view, this was a false heaven.

But he seemed to have become the false heaven of someone else’s world.

“What is a Feathered Immortal?” Zhu Minglang turned his head to ask Mr. Jinli.

Mr. Jinli was still cursing up a storm, unable to comprehend why those dusk birds had kept targeting it to bite. As one of the rare auspicious Jinli fish in this world, did they not know it was an existence without killing power yet utterly invincible!

“They belong to the same type as Immortal Ghosts, traceable to the era when ancient gods were born at The Beginning of Heaven and Earth. In that era, they were merely birds and beasts which, after eons of evolution, either became spirits or ascended to immortality. Even though they don’t have official divine appointment from the skies, their power is nearly on par with Immortal Gods, it’s just that every few hundred, thousand, or tens of thousands of years, they must endure heavenly tribulations,” Mr. Jinli explained nonchalantly.

“…So in simple terms, extremely ferocious?” Zhu Minglang said.

“Any being that’s lived that long without dying or becoming extinct isn’t much gentler than an ancient cockroach,” Mr. Jinli said.

“Strange, how did the people on the Celestial Continent above our heads know that the Feathered Immortal likes to collect the heads of young men?” Zhu Minglang expressed his confusion.

“Two possibilities: first, someone has already climbed up there, only to have their head chopped off by the Feathered Immortal—a scene witnessed by the people of the continent on the other side of the sky. Second, it’s likely that the Feathered Immortal has previously breached the restraints of Heavenly Gravity, flying into other continents to wreak havoc on the living creatures, after all, these Celestial Continents don’t have the Sea of Nothingness and the Layer of Nothingness, allowing powerful gods to visit at will!” Mr. Jinli said.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Minglang felt the second possibility was more probable.

But he couldn’t help but think in horror.

A continent already at a lower level of cultivation civilization, not only suffering from the terror of natural disasters, but also being trampled and afflicted by some overly powerful Immortal Gods. With just one of them descending, it could render their continent beyond salvation. How could they possibly live in peace??

In the past, people thought the Supreme Court Courtyard Continent was fraught with disasters and that the heavens were unjust to its inhabitants.

After some comparisons, one realizes that what the people of the Supreme Court Courtyard Continent take for granted, the “Void Sea” and the “Layer of Nothingness,” are things other continents yearn for without end. Without these two things, it’s uncertain if the Supreme Court could even survive!

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Continuing to climb, Zhu Minglang ascended Feathered Immortal Peak.

As expected, severed human heads were visible everywhere on this peak. It was unclear how these heads were preserved, as some had clearly been placed there for a long time without becoming skeletal or showing signs of withering or decay.

The heads looked as if they were full of life, neatly placed on the ground, rocks, and even appearing like living people buried in the dirt with only their heads exposed, each with various expressions on their faces: adoration, laughter, surprise, astonishment, pain, crying…

If this place wasn’t known as Dragon Gate and Zhu Minglang wasn’t aware of Feathered Immortal’s preferences, he might have thought this was a kind of small horror art exhibition of people’s faces, all looking like an audience watching a play.

As Zhu Minglang walked through this “watermelon patch,” he immediately felt as though he were on display, with the collected heads all focusing their gaze on him, truly as if they were alive.

“Do you like it?”

Suddenly, a woman’s sharp voice came.

Zhu Minglang turned to look and saw a woman he would have never expected!

Yu Shanhan???

The very woman he had personally dealt with!

He couldn’t have imagined that she would appear here.

However, Zhu Minglang quickly calmed down, observing closely, he noticed the woman had her hands tied behind her back, but beneath the sleeves, her arms were covered with bright red feathers…

She had no arms, only wings!

“Don’t remember me? Men really are heartless!” Feathered Immortal’s voice carried a sound of grievance, anger, and a bit of malice!

“You didn’t perish?” Zhu Minglang asked in surprise.

“A long time ago, a favored daughter of heaven claiming she came from the Star Palace said she would eliminate me, this demon, on behalf of the heavens. I killed her, then made her into my puppet soul, continuing to lure you wild men… These wild men, upon knowing that Sword Cultivator Heavenly Maiden Yu Shanhan was also a wanton woman, were extremely excited and did many interesting things with me, even helping me to lure other men,” Feathered Immortal said with a gleeful smile.

“So the true Sword Cultivator Heavenly Maiden Yu Shanhan was actually a proper woman?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Who knows, perhaps I’m just following the desires deep within her heart that she longed for but dared not to try…” Feathered Immortal walked over languidly, her figure twisting in an extremely alluring manner, dragging a tail like a rat’s behind her.

Zhu Minglang also slowly backed away, as Feathered Immortal exuded a weird, nauseating, and terrifying aura.

But she suddenly swept her sleeve across her own face, and that face dramatically changed, transforming into Linghu Ling!

Linghu Ling’s grace and nobility surpassed Yu Shanhan’s, especially her dignified and noble bearing. Even with a natural hint of allure in her eyes, there was still an air of unapproachability!

She had another face!

Could it be that Linghu Ling…

“Do you like it better, this face? If so, I will maintain this appearance from now on,” Feathered Immortal continued.

“Did you kill her?” Zhu Minglang frowned.

Linghu Ling had apparently been killed too.

And it was clear that Feathered Immortal intended to use Linghu Ling’s appearance to seduce others.

No, that’s not right!

Although Linghu Ling might have travelled ahead of him, there was no reason for her to be slaughtered so easily.

Zhu Minglang could tell that Linghu Ling had always held something back.

“It is spying on you, then transforming into the faces of people you recognize,” Mr. Jinli said.

Zhu Minglang nodded his head.

He had almost thought that Yu Shanhan had returned from the dead, and even believed Linghu Ling had tragically fallen at the hands of Feathered Immortal.

“Don’t like those either, huh? What about this face?” Feathered Immortal swept her sleeve again, and the face began to change gradually.

This face, more stunning than Linghu Ling’s, could be described as impeccable and flawless, filled with an enticing and seductive charm. Yet within that temperament, there still lay a dignified grace and a purity as clear as ice and jade…

It was Zhu Minglang’s most adored countenance, but at that moment, a sense of anger surged within Zhu Minglang’s heart. His eyes did not succumb to Feathered Immortal’s contrived allure, turning cold and indifferent instead.

“I only intended to pass by, but you have crossed my bottom line,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Your body and your heart may not belong to me, but your eyes must forever gaze only upon me,” Feathered Immortal declared alluringly.

No sooner had she finished speaking, the heads scattered around the peak suddenly began to sway as if still alive, gyrating and all turning towards where Feathered Immortal stood, their eyes alight with fervent zeal, fixated on her.

All eyes were on her!

This was exactly what Feathered Immortal wanted!

“Leave your head behind,” Feathered Immortal said with a cold smile.

“Your life, I’ll take it!” Zhu Minglang declared coldly.