Chapter 67 | Overtime Necromancy: My Legion Never Sleeps

Once Ye Bufan revealed himself, Ao Mo immediately fell into a violent rage.

With a swing of its dragon tail, the Black Dragon created a series of sonic booms as it lashed out fiercely at Ye Bufan.

Ye Bufan did not dodge or avoid the attack, acting as if he could not see the dragon tail rapidly approaching him. Holding his sword in his right hand and forming a sword seal with his left, he struck toward Ao Mo.

A massive sound of impact rang out as Xiang Longwu appeared in front of Ye Bufan with his arms crossed over his chest, blocking the attack for him.

Then, transforming his fists into claws, his hands moved like nimble snakes along the dragon tail. Exerting sudden force, his claws locked onto Ao Mo's tail, forcing the dragon's center wide open.

Two streaks of sword light flashed, cutting toward the vital spot of the Black Dragon.

Ao Mo writhed in pain, attempting to roll and break free from Xiang Longwu's locking technique.

However, Xiang Longwu remained as immovable as a mountain, firmly rooted in his horse stance.

Ye Bufan strolled leisurely, dodging Ao Mo's thrashing body while continuously swinging his sword at its vital spot.

The speed of his swings grew faster and faster, and the sword light became increasingly dense.

It reached a point where the previous streak of sword light had not yet dissipated before the next one struck Ao Mo.

The scales at the Black Dragon's vital spot were already damaged, and blood began to seep out. As the blood dripped onto the ground, it turned black upon contact with the earth, looking quite similar to the black sand of Mohai.

"Transformation Spirit Swordplay, Roc Swallowing the Dragon!"

Ye Bufan changed his sword fingers, manipulating the lingering sword lights to outline the image of a giant golden-winged roc.

He then soared into the air and merged into the roc. Positioned above with his sword pointing downward, he carried the power of heaven and earth as he pierced toward Ao Mo.

Sensing the immense energy of this sword seal, Ao Mo ignored Xiang Longwu, who was still holding its tail, and hurriedly gathered all the black sand in front of itself.

The black sand rotated, transforming into a grinding stone to block Ye Bufan's roc.

The roc collided with the black sand grinding stone. Ye Bufan's sword intent and sharp sword qi wrapped around the golden beak, slicing through the grinding stone as easily as a thin piece of paper.

The roc reached the dragon, its beak pecking at the dragon's head and its sharp claws piercing the dragon's body. Its wings flapped repeatedly, whipping up bursts of sword qi that carved countless sword scars into Ao Mo's scales.

Behind Ao Mo, Xiang Longwu saw that he was being completely ignored as the dragon focused entirely on defending against Ye Bufan.

"Ha!"

Xiang Longwu let out a thunderous shout as he circulated his technique. His internal energy flowed, and his fist intent channeled the power of heaven and earth, transforming into a massive mountain that smashed down onto the dragon tail.

"Nine Dragon Punch, Baxia Supporting the Stone!"

Xiang Longwu's punches grew heavier with each strike. The erupting internal energy mixed with his fist intent to manifest as a Baxia.

With every punch that landed, the Baxia stomped down heavily.

The force was so great that it collapsed the buildings within a one-kilometer radius.

In the distance, Chen Xu stood on the shoulder of Bone Guard One with his skeleton heroes, watching the battle.

The undead army in the city had been retracted the moment Xiang Longwu threw his first punch.

That Ao Mo certainly had some tricks. Its black wind was like bone-dissolving water; with just a light breath, a whole section of the skeleton army would vanish.

In just those few simple exchanges, over a million units had been lost.

"These guys have so many flashy visual effects when they fight."

Watching the awe-inspiring displays of Xiang Longwu and Ye Bufan, Chen Xu's heart was filled with jealousy.

When others attacked, it was all sparks and lightning with spectacular displays. He only had his plain and unadorned undead army.

"Look at them and learn! We all use blades and swords, so why are they so much cooler than you?"

None of the necrotic heroes responded to Chen Xu's complaints.

"Do you think there is any potential in me using my connections to have Daxia teach you martial arts or cultivation?"

Originally, Chen Xu thought the strength of his skeleton heroes was quite good. After all, they had crushed every dungeon they encountered, meeting no equal.

But seeing the power of these two powerhouses now made Chen Xu develop new ideas.

"My Lord, every skeleton hero has their own path. They only need to unlock it step by step, and with the addition of your authority, their strength will grow exponentially," Xuan Chu spoke up to explain to Chen Xu.

"Oh? There is such a thing?"

"My Lord, that knowledge should be part of the Lord of the Undead's authority. You need to submerge yourself into that authority and experience it personally to learn the corresponding knowledge."

"Submerge into the authority?"

In truth, the inheritance of the Lord of the Undead's knowledge was somewhat similar to that of legendary creatures like dragons. Upon reaching a certain rank, one could delve into the depths of their authority to unlock corresponding knowledge and historical information.

However, Chen Xu had been constantly busy, whether it was studying mental strength, conquering dungeons, or executing missions for Daxia.

Furthermore, the professional interface provided no prompts. It was only the authority of the Lord of the Undead deep within his soul that occasionally sent out a seductive pull toward him.

Chen Xu had assumed this was simply a biological instinctual desire for advancement and had ignored it.

Now, reminded by Xuan Chu, Chen Xu recalled the calling from the depths of his soul. Since that was the case, he would find an opportunity to go into seclusion and receive the inheritance after this dragonslaying plan was over.

Otherwise, if he reached the mythic-tier and still had to rely on Xuan Chu for guidance on everything, it would be quite embarrassing.

"Roar!!!"

Ao Mo suddenly let out a screeching dragon roar. Its eyes turned pitch black, and a large amount of dragon blood seeped from its scales.

Seeing this, Ye Bufan and Xiang Longwu stopped their assault and gathered together.

Xiang Longwu's arms moved, drawing a circle in place. His internal energy and the power of heaven and earth formed a yin-yang bagua.

Ye Bufan put away his long sword and threw out the gourd from his waist, injecting it with true qi.

The patterns on the gourd were lit up by the true qi, and a surging torrent of wine poured from the mouth of the gourd, protecting the two of them.

The two stood ready. They had fought Ao Mo many times and had basically figured out its patterns.

This act of burning essence blood meant it was about to release an incredibly terrifying innate Daoist law.

Ao Mo's protective black sand seemed to be its innate companion treasure. By resonating with essence blood, it could summon an all-consuming sea of black sand to devour everything.

One had to use water laws or yin-yang neutralization techniques to defend against it.

Ao Mo completed the resonance, and the protective black sand clung to its scales, greedily absorbing the true dragon essence blood.

"Roar!"

The Black Dragon let out a cry of pain while twisting its body to strike at the two men.

The black sand on its scales, now saturated with essence blood, multiplied rapidly.

What was originally a thin layer on the dragon's body instantly transformed into a sea of billions of sand grains, surging toward Ye Bufan and Xiang Longwu to swallow them whole.

Xiang Longwu operated the bagua at full power, grinding away the strength of the black sand. Ye Bufan used two fingers as a sword, tapping against the black sand to help relieve the pressure on Xiang Longwu.