Dragon Tamer-Chapter 887 - 891 The Bronze Key

Chapter 887: Chapter 891: The Bronze Key

Chapter 887 -891: The Bronze Key

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The Crow Immortal was quite sensible.

It turned over all the ill-gotten wealth it had obtained in White Marsh.

One had to admit, the amount was astonishing.

It was far more than what Little Bai Qi and Little Luminous Dragon had cleverly snatched from the treasuries of the two great Heavenly Peaks.

Zhu Minglang sat in that broken temple, watching through the eaves that revealed the sky as White Marsh Crows, like diligent bees, brought back the nectar they had collected outside. Some held jade ornaments in their beaks, some grasped ancient armor, and others brought gleaming bronze…

The quality of these gold and silver treasures was quite high.

After all, those who ventured into White Domain were at least of Quasi-god Level. Over the ages, countless quasi-gods and beings greater than gods have stepped into this place, only to be buried within the White Domain. The magic artifacts, treasures, and celestial items they left behind couldn’t possibly be inferior.

Clearly, through “picking at corpses,” the White Marsh Crows had amassed an unknown fortune, apparent from their golden, glittering crow palace.

As treasure after treasure was unearthed and laid before Zhu Minglang, in addition to endless joy, a tinge of embarrassment surged within him.

In his lifetime, he had never been richer than a crow!

“This gleaming bronze seems to be no ordinary item, do you have more of it?” Zhu Minglang inquired.

“Yes, yes, shall this little crow take you there?” the Crow Immortal said.

After instructing Little Bai Qi and Nuwa Dragon to secure these riches, Zhu Minglang felt an immense sense of satisfaction. His strides widened, and his face beamed with an unmatched pride and confidence.

Divine names could not bring this sense of happiness, only striking it rich could!

He had so many dragons to feed, his wives were frequently ill, medicinal herbs were pricey, and the little wealth he had managed to save up had been nearly squandered due to the rank advancements of Yama Dragon, Bai Qi, Nuwa Dragon, and Sword Spirit Dragon.

At Divine Dragon General level, their daily sustenance started from millions of gold, and the more luxurious kind would cost tens of millions.

The substantial spiritual resources previously used for breakthroughs in cultivation could now at best serve for Bai Qi and Yama Dragon to rinse their mouths.

Honestly, were it not for being impoverished, Zhu Minglang wouldn’t have chosen to suddenly embark on an adventure during his moment of greatest ascent and fame.

This desolate, crow-ridden wilderness couldn’t compare to Li Beauty’s soft and fragrant embrace.

“My Purple Qi Fortune is still there.” Zhu Minglang looked above his head, finding that the merit from capturing Ming Meng had not disappeared despite this unexpected windfall.

That meant, subduing the crows was a result of his own abilities, with no connection to any reward from Old Heavenly Father.

“Here, here, wah, wah, wah!” The White Marsh Crow started making that annoying cawing noise.

The White Marsh Crow led Zhu Minglang to an ancient altar. This altar didn’t seem to have been built by humans but rather looked like something constructed by demon races, beast races who had attained enlightenment and became demonic immortals. Its shape was bizarre to say the least, utterly lacking any sense of beauty, a haphazardly assembled artifact.

At the center of the ancient altar was a muddy swamp, probably connected to the great expanse of the White Marsh. As the White Marsh Crow cawed a few times, the waters of the ancient altar began to churn, and the muddy waves erupted violently, spewing forth like towering splashes in all directions.

Amidst the surging mud, a Bronze Ghost Demon rose up, its shoulders, chest, belly, and feet all made up of bronze heads including those of giants, ancient dragons, lizards, and ape demons!

The heads were skeletal, while its body was made of bronze, showing that it too was a Holy Devil of corpses, having dwelled in this swamp for countless years, its bronze body nurtured by the unique aura of this place into a jade-like green luster!

“Damned crow, are you looking for trouble at a time like this??” Zhu Minglang cursed.

“Superior Immortal, the gleaming bronze you seek is on its body. With your strength, killing it shouldn’t be too difficult,” the Crow Immortal said.

Zhu Minglang roughly assessed the strength of the Bronze Corpse Demon and decided to let the Refining Ash Black Dragon, Azure Phoenix Dragon, and Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon join forces to deal with it.

After a noon of fierce combat, the Bronze Corpse Demon was finally dismantled.

Like the previous Bronze Tyrant Dragon, it had no soul and couldn’t be used for Soul Collecting Pearl Brewing, and in the end, Zhu Minglang found remnants of the gleaming bronze among the scattered fragments.

This piece of gleaming bronze was noticeably larger but still incomplete.

“Do you have more like this?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Yes, yes, follow me, Superior Immortal.” The White Marsh Crow immediately took to the sky, leading Zhu Minglang to find more chunks of gleaming bronze.

Following the Crow Immortal, Zhu would have been concerned about falling into a deadly crow’s trap in the past, but with the existence of the Servant God Contract, should the crow harbored the slightest disloyalty, it would be utterly annihilated. Zhu Minglang’s contract with it was an absolute and lopsided Servant God Contract!

Grasping the gleaming bronze chunk in hand, Zhu Minglang used his Divine Sense to feel the power contained within.

In the dead of night, the White Marsh Crow led Zhu Minglang to a swamp forest filled with withered trees. Deep within the forest lay the skeletal remains of countless mythical beasts, scattered all around. Crossing this boneyard, Zhu Minglang was astonished to discover a Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal within the swamp forest!

Clustered around the branches of this Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal hung various mythical creatures and ancient birds, just barely clinging to life. Among them were also young dragons and exquisite phoenixes, stripped of all vitality, resembling desiccated fish under the scorching sun, their plight pitiable and sorrowful, for they were still alive, yet tortured to the brink of losing any will to survive!

On spotting an intruder, the Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal roared like a mountain beast. Its fearsome appearance was nothing like that of a tree—nor that of bronze, but rather that of a demon lord crawling out from the ninth abyss!

This was Zhu Minglang’s first encounter with such an entity, and he summoned the Nuwa Dragon.

The Nuwa Dragon, naturally kind-hearted, saw the Holy Spirits and Divine Beasts suffering such humiliation and torture, anger clearly etched on her face.

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Having drunk the Immortal Soup, the Nuwa Dragon’s cultivation base had surged; she now possessed the power of a Middle-level God General. The divine skills and spells she wielded could shake the heavens and move the spirits, posing a threat to most demons, evils, and Holy Devils. Upon seeing the Nuwa Dragon, the Crow Immortal fell to its knees in worship as if beholding an incarnation of Zheng Cang.

The usually gentle and refined Nuwa Dragon’s hair danced with her movements as her slender hands formed the most ancient divine seal. In the boundless sky above, a supremely majestic heavenly seal plummeted down, carrying with it burning talismans and sacred runes, pressing heavily upon the corporeal form of the Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal!!

The entire swamp forest perished, and the Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal howled fiercely, unwilling to abandon this domain where it could reign unchallenged. But the Nuwa Dragon’s resolve to kill was firm, she invoked holy words once more, summoning a divine hand from the marshland below. Slowly closing, the divine hand crushed every root of the Bronze Tree Ghost Immortals tree’s roots!!

At last, the Nuwa Dragon lifted her dragon tail and swept it ferociously towards the location of the Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal. In an instant, the vast swamp raised a cataclysmic flood of mud, burying the eerie and resentful wasteland beneath it!

Only after vanquishing the Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal did the Nuwa Dragon’s rage subside. After a long while, she still felt deeply troubled. She began to sing a soulful song, hoping to spiritually liberate those lives that had suffered under the torment of the Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal before death.

Zhu Minglang consoled the Nuwa Dragon for a while before he too began sifting through the wreckage of the Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal, eventually finding the piece of Verdant Bronze!

“It seems that Verdant Bronze truly isn’t an ordinary object. Those who can hold it tend to evolve into rulers of their domain!” Mr. Jinli said.

Whether it was the Bronze Tyrant Dragon, the Ancient Altar Corpse Demon, or this Bronze Tree Ghost Immortal, they all seemed to possess supreme mana because of this piece of Verdant Bronze, powerful enough to rival some Loose Immortals and Demon Gods. And while they were spirit corpses without a soul, they bore intense malice and resentment towards the living beings of the world.

It was unclear whether the malice stemmed from the Verdant Bronze itself or if it was an innate aura of malevolence born from the spirit corpses themselves.

When the three pieces of Verdant Bronze were brought together, their shape became roughly apparent.

It was the shape of a bronze key!

“Is there more of this Verdant Bronze?” Zhu Minglang continued to inquire.

“Yes, yes, Superior Immortal, follow me!” The White Marsh Crow had a profound understanding of the White Marsh region. Not to mention such great Bronze Corpse Demons, it also knew every painstakingly cultivating Demon Spirit clearly, as the White Marsh Crows spent their days doing nothing but overseeing others.

For three consecutive days, Zhu Minglang followed the White Marsh Crow in search of this Verdant Bronze.

Each piece of Verdant Bronze was not lying quietly in some place; rather, it was found in possession of some fearsome creature of the White Domain, who had mostly died and transformed into spirit corpses, their flesh and sinew all turning into bronze vessels.

The chunks of Verdant Bronze obtained after killing the bronze monstrosities varied in size, and the larger the piece, the more formidable the creature’s strength.

Zhu Minglang suddenly considered that if this Verdant Bronze key had not shattered and remained intact, and if absorbed by a spirit corpse, then the power it would manifest could be appallingly terrifying—so much so, that he himself might struggle to contend with it.

Finally, Zhu Minglang had gathered all the pieces of Verdant Bronze and assembled a hefty bronze key, clearly meant to unlock some massive gate…

The bronze key was acquired.

But the gate?

Where was that gate?

“Where’s the gate?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“In the White Dragon’s Lair, in the White Dragon’s Lair…” The White Marsh Crow said.

“You mean the ZeShen Bailong you lured to fight me??” Zhu Minglang raised an eyebrow in question.

“No, no, its sire, its sire.”

“…” Zhu Minglang’s expression turned grim.

The power of ZeShen Bailong was already terrifying. Bai Qi had given his all to only repel, and not defeat it.

If it was the sire of that ZeShen Bailong, just how fearsome would its level be??

It was likely the Emperor of the White Domain!

“What level of power?” Zhu Minglang inquired.

“Peak God King, and possibly already approaching Divine Monarch.”