Chapter 1598: Dragon Bone Divine Spear

Woo woo woo!

A water droplet, carrying the force of piercing the air, appeared before him in the blink of an eye, about to bore through him.

"A casually flicked water droplet has such power?"

His pupils contracted, and Zhang Xuan's heart trembled violently.

He had wondered where the water droplets came from, but seeing them firsthand, he realized how terrifying they were.

That creature in the pool—how strong must it be to casually flick ordinary water droplets that he couldn't withstand? Even Teacher Yang might not necessarily prevail!

"Bloodline burn..."

Without time to dwell on it, he activated his mind. The remaining half-drop of blood burned again, and time before him seemed to slow once more. The onrushing water droplets appeared before him at a sluggish pace.

"I must eliminate the source; otherwise, it's useless!"

He swayed, weaving through the multitude of droplets, and in a few steps arrived before the pool.

Splash!

No sooner had he done this than the half-drop of blood burned out. The droplets behind him shot forth again, striking the rock wall with a "puff puff" sound.

Only then did Zhang Xuan look ahead.

Emerging from the pool was a massive skeleton, head to tail connected, dozens of meters in height. Every bone was crystal clear, like jade. Though its hardness was unclear, the fact that a casual flick could give water droplets the power to kill a Saint Domain Ninth Layer peak expert showed its strength was terrifying.

"This is... a dragon's skeleton?"

Recognizing its true form, Zhang Xuan shuddered.

Having tamed the Hellfire Azure Dragon Beast, he was very familiar with the skeletal structure of such lifeforms. The skeleton before him was more rationally and perfectly arranged than that of the Azure Dragon Beast. If he wasn't mistaken, it was definitely a dragon's bones.

Even if it wasn't a pure-blooded dragon, its bloodline purity was certainly many times higher than that of the Azure Dragon Beast.

"You possess the ability to control time? No, it relies on a bloodline... Who are you? The descendant of which sage?"

Seeing him dodge the droplets, the skeleton showed a hint of surprise, and a thunderous voice rang out, deafening.

"I am Zhang Xuan!"

Seeing that the other party did not attack, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, bowed with cupped hands, and carefully examined the massive creature before him.

The skeleton before him was pitch-black all over. At the speaking dragon head, the eyes were two hollows emitting a faint green light. Had it not spoken, he would never have imagined it was alive and possessed independent consciousness.

"Zhang? Not a disciple of Confucius?"

The bone dragon was puzzled.

"No!" Zhang Xuan shook his head.

After the Hundred Schools of Thought departed, the Zhang family began to rise. Indeed, the Zhang family's ancestor had not received Confucius's legacy.

"Not a disciple of Confucius, yet you have comprehended the law of time that only Confucius could use. It seems later generations also have no lack of geniuses!"

Nodding, the bone dragon looked over again: "To withstand my pressure and dodge the droplets shows you have some strength. But that alone is useless! To gain my recognition, you must defeat me!"

"Gain your recognition?"

Zhang Xuan was startled.

"Indeed, this passage is the one with the greatest opportunities among the ninety-nine passages, and also the most dangerous. If you gain my recognition, you can take me away; if not, you will be killed by me!" The bone dragon glanced over indifferently.

"Take you away?" Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up.

This bone dragon, with just a few drops of water, could kill a peak Saint Realm Ninth Layer expert. Its own strength was probably not inferior to Teacher Yang's, and if he could take it away, his overall strength would increase again!

"Indeed, but to earn my recognition, you must possess strength surpassing mine. Other means are useless. Back then, even Saint Ran convinced me with his power, vowing to serve him unto death, and slept here for tens of thousands of years, awaiting descendants!"

The bone dragon nodded.

"Saint Ran... Are you the weapon of Ran Qiu, the Ancient Sage? Could it be... that Dragon Bone Divine Spear?"

Recalling something, Zhang Xuan's whole body trembled.

He had read books about Ran Qiu, the Ancient Sage, and knew some of his deeds—a Dragon Bone Divine Spear that charged seven times in and out of the Alien Spirit Clan, majestic and awe-inspiring, even praised by Confucius...

Could it be that this bone dragon before him was that very spear?

If so, this passage was indeed too important.

"Indeed!" The bone dragon nodded. "But my power was sealed by Saint Ran, and I can only display combat strength at the Great Sage level. If you can defeat me, you can take me away; if not... sorry, no matter who you are or your background, you will be pierced through and become a corpse!"

"That makes sense, but..." Zhang Xuan looked up, smiled slightly, his face full of sincerity. "Look, I'm only at peak Saint Realm Ninth Layer now. Even if you can only exert Great Sage combat strength, I definitely can't win... Could you suppress your cultivation to the same level as mine before we compete?"

"Suppress my cultivation?" The bone dragon's voice carried displeasure.

"Indeed. You've been here a long time, and you want to go out and show your prowess, right? Now I'm the only one who chose this passage. If no one else comes later, doesn't that mean you'll never leave? For a divine weapon with peak combat strength, that would be too tragic!"

Zhang Xuan explained. "Anyway, it's still a competition. If you suppress your power to the same level as mine, it's still a battle. With equal levels, it's not bullying the weak..."

The bone dragon hesitated.

"Let's decide like this. You are Saint Ran's divine weapon; even with suppressed cultivation, your combat strength must be the peak of the same level. Could it be... you're afraid that suppressing to peak Saint Realm Ninth Layer, you might not be my match?"

Zhang Xuan looked over doubtfully. "Could it be that even an Ancient Sage's divine weapon fears losing?"

"Hmph, even with suppressed cultivation, I won't lose!"

Provoked by his goading, the bone dragon snorted. "Fine, I'll suppress my cultivation to peak Saint Realm Ninth Layer now!"

Boom!

As the words ended, the powerful aura emanating from the bone dragon receded step by step, and in the blink of an eye, it became the same level as him—peak Saint Realm Ninth Layer.

"Let's begin..."

Having suppressed his cultivation, the bone dragon was about to prepare and engage this fellow, when suddenly he saw a blur before his eyes. The young man who had been standing not far away was now right in front of him, his fist already descending toward the dragon's head.

"You..."

Unexpectedly, the opponent was so fast and attacked directly without any rules, the bone dragon was exasperated. He flicked his tail, intending to swat him away, but felt the surrounding space instantly sealed, his whole body frozen as if in a river, unable to move an inch.

"Qiu Wu Ancient Sage's space seal?"

His body stiffened, the bone dragon was startled. Just as he was wondering what to do, he felt pain in his head—the opponent's fist had already landed.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Fists, feet—in an instant, intense pain erupted all over his body. The opponent's power was like a surging river, continuous and unending, like the Yellow River flooding, unstoppable.

Under the relentless assault, not only were his bones damaged, but his soul was also impacted, seeming on the verge of scattering.

"How can he be so strong..."

The bone dragon was utterly exasperated.