Chapter 1198 Spare My Life
After absorbing so many sword cultivators, Zhang Qian's own sword talent has turned purple-gold and is not far from completely transforming into purple. Now is the opportunity.

The Sword Master's natural talent in the way of the sword flowed towards him and entered the formation.

The three auspicious clouds above Zhang Qian's head moved, and immediately attracted the purple sword talent over.

Swish!
Without any surprise, the Sword Ancestor's natural talent in swordsmanship was completely devoured by him and was soon absorbed by him.

Boom...!
A sharp roar sounded faintly in Zhang Qian's heart. The moment he integrated the sword master's talent, his purple-gold sword talent underwent a transformation. This transformation was extremely drastic. He only felt a wave of insights into the sword way coming to his heart. This was not a new insight, but his comprehension of the sword way had become easy.

Kendo is a path that places great emphasis on aptitude and understanding. At this moment, Zhang Qian's talent in Kendo has reached the top of the world, and he is on par with Luo Qinghong, both of whom are unprecedented geniuses in Kendo.

In addition to Sword Ancestor's talent in swordsmanship, Zhang Qian also obtained tremendous luck. As the source of the sword arts of the heavens and the founder of the sword arts of this era, Sword Ancestor himself had terrifying great luck. This terrifying luck could bring Sword Ancestor countless benefits.

If it weren’t for Luo Qinghong this time, it would be hard to say whether the Sword Ancestor would have died in the Zhu Xian Sword Formation with such a huge amount of luck blessing him.

All of this luck was plundered by the Xuanhuang Pagoda and turned into nourishment for this magical power.

As for the honorable position of Sword Ancestor, this thing cannot be taken away. Even if Sword Ancestor is dead, the honorable position of Sword Ancestor is like a karma position in the heavens, which cannot be taken away just by wanting.

Besides, Zhang Qian had no interest in the position of Sword Ancestor. Just now, Sword Ancestor took away his authority to dominate the sword in an instant. He even looked down on the sword authority. The four sword arts of killing, trapping and destruction were the foundation of his sword arts, which were sword arts that even Sword Ancestor could not control.

Just when Zhang Qian tried to use the origin left by the Sword Ancestor to transform it into the God of Rules, he failed. The All-Kings Strategy of the Heavens failed for the first time.

Zhang Qian was shocked, and connected his mind to the Myriad Strategies of the Heavens and Earths. He tried again, but still failed. Only then did he realize that there was a limit to the ability of the Myriad Strategies of the Heavens and Earths to transform the rules of Dao God. This limit was not in quantity, but in quality.

This treasure can at most transform a Daluo Golden Immortal into a Rule-based Dao God, but beings above the Daluo Golden Immortal cannot do it.

The Sword Ancestor is a True Immortal of the Hunyuan Origin, which is beyond the scope of transformation of the Ten Thousand Dao Strategies of the Heavens.

"What a pity! It would be great if the Myriad Strategies of the Universe could transform a True Primordial Immortal."

Zhang Qian secretly felt regretful. He thought of the legendary Investiture of the Gods. That treasure was somewhat similar to the mystery of the Myriad Strategies of the Heavens.

The List of Investiture of the Gods also has this kind of restriction, and it is even more restrictive. It can only bind cultivators below the level of Daluo Xuanxian, but not Daluo Jinxian.

Dangdangdang...!
Loud noises continued to ring out in the Zhu Xian Sword Formation. They were all the sounds of the sword light colliding with the Dong Yuan Sword Gourd. It seemed that Luo Qinghong had made up her mind not to come out.

With the protection of the Dongyuan Sword Gourd, she was extremely safe now. Zhang Qian became more and more curious. What kind of treasure was this Dongyuan Sword Gourd? So many innate chaos sword beams gathered and pierced it, but it was not damaged at all.

This level of defense is not inferior to that of his Xuanhuang Pagoda, and is even stronger.

Just by observing with the naked eye, Zhang Qian could not see the details of the Dongyuan Sword Gourd. He even guessed that the Dongyuan Sword Gourd might not just be able to absorb sword energy and sword light. Perhaps any kind of magical power could be absorbed by it.

Seeing that Luo Qinghong was hiding in the gourd and refusing to come out, Zhang Qian had an idea. He only let the sword beams from the east and west sword gates bombard, while the sword beams from the north and south sword gates strangled Ao Xun's broken dragon body and the dragon blood all over the sky.

Ao Xun is the body of the Heavenly Dragon, an immortal body. If you want to kill him completely, you must ensure that not even a speck of dust, a trace of dragon blood, or a fragment of the dragon soul can be left, otherwise he will be resurrected sooner or later. Fortunately, the Zhuxian Sword Formation is a world of its own, isolating everything. If it were in the vast universe, Ao Xun would definitely have a way to let a drop of his dragon blood or a fragment of the dragon soul escape, leaving behind the seeds of resurrection.

Hee hee hee…!
Two innate chaotic sword beams strangled Ao Xun's dragon body and dragon blood back and forth. Zhang Qian faintly heard the screams and curses of Ao Xun's dragon soul.

Not only did he curse Zhang Qian, but he cursed Ao Tian and even cursed Zhulong.

Zhang Qian didn't care about that. He added ray of innate chaotic sword light into the mix. After a while, Ao Xun's dragon body was ground into ashes, leaving only a bunch of dragon blood and dragon soul left there.

Zhang Qian had to admire the vitality of the True Dragon Clan. Even though Ao Xun's dragon soul and true spirit were already broken, he could still continue to utter curses.

Just as the sword beams were about to completely annihilate Ao Xun's dragon soul, Zhang Qian suddenly had an idea and thought to himself, "Ao Xun is from the East China Sea Dragon Clan in the prehistoric world. His blood contains countless true dragon supernatural powers. Why not use the Qiankun Cauldron to restore him to his original state?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, before he could summon the Qiankun Ding, Ao Xun's dragon soul suddenly shouted in haste: "Spare my life, I am willing to serve you!"

Zhang Qian was stunned, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Drive for me? Ao Xun, do you think I will believe you?"

"Stop, I am willing to swear an oath, Zhang Qian, please spare my life!"

Ao Xun was really anxious. He had been the ancestor of the dragon clan for so many years and had long planned to unify the extremely impoverished dragon clan when he returned to the primitive world and continue to be the ancestor of the dragon clan in the primitive world. How could he bear to give up such a beautiful prospect?

"Dao oath? Haha, the Dao oath you mentioned can't reassure me. You only have one chance to survive, and that is to use your supreme dragon power to make all the dragons outside stop and surrender to me!"

"you……!"

Ao Xun hesitated. He didn't expect Zhang Qian to be so ruthless that he didn't even intend to let go of the hundreds of millions of dragons outside. In order to get the dragon scales of the Ancestral Dragon in Zhang Qian's hand, Ao Xun brought most of the dragons in his tribe this time, and they were all the most powerful among the dragons in the heavens.

He understood what Zhang Qian meant, so he was hesitant.

Zhang Qian waited for three breaths, but did not hear Ao Xun's answer. He sneered and said, "It seems that you are pretending to surrender. If so, go to hell!"

"No, no, no! Stop it, I promise you!"

Faced with the terror of life and death, even a strong man like Ao Xun had to agree. How much time did he spend cultivating to this point? How many hardships did he experience? How much effort did he put in? When the three tribes of the prehistoric world fought, he fell into the outer world by chance. He didn't die that time, so he didn't want to die this time!

"Very good. Then I will release some restrictions of the Zhuxian Sword Formation and let your dragon might spread. You are the creator of the dragon race in the heavens. I believe that once your dragon might is released, all the real dragons outside will submit. What do you think?"

There is a very perfect restraint relationship between the bloodlines of the true dragon clan. Ao Xun is the creator of the dragon clan of the heavens. When he fell to the heaven beyond the heaven, he used his own true dragon blood to create the dragon clan of the heavens. It can be said that all the dragons in the heavens and all worlds will be restrained by Ao Xun's dragon power.

Perhaps Ao Tian, ​​who has also cultivated the body of the Heavenly Evolution Black Dragon and has the same bloodline level as Ao Xun, will not be restrained in this way.

Therefore, as long as Ao Xun is subdued, it is equivalent to subduing all the dragon clans in the world. Zhang Qian has no reason not to do so.

(End of this chapter)