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Coiling Dragon · Chương 409

Chapter 5: The Voice

13 tháng 2, 2009 · 6 phút đọc · 1.139 từ

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Inside the 's imperial palace.

The handsome youth '', who had been chatting and laughing in the pavilion, had now put away his smile and looked coldly toward the northeast. He gave a cold snort. "This Belute certainly possesses the strength of a highgod, but he's a bit too arrogant, isn't he?"

"Lord Adkins." The silver-haired elder behind Adkins spoke respectfully. "This Belute's arrogance has its foundation."

"It's all just because he has a Highgod behind him." Beneath Adkins' fine brows, his gaze was sharp as a blade.

Yet Adkins also knew that while a highgod could already comprehend Laws, before a Highgod... a single thought from a Highgod was enough to kill a highgod. Highgods were lofty, incomparably respected, existences that could only be looked up to.

"If only, if only I could..." The desire burned in Adkins' heart.

Even while imprisoned in the Gobad Dimensional Prison, he had heard of what was hidden in the Tomb of the Gods. Even a noble highgod like himself, when it came to the treasures hidden on the eighteenth level of the Tomb of the Gods, his heart was filled with extreme longing. But Adkins understood...

The Tomb of the Gods was a game set by Highgods.

To enter the Tomb of the Gods, he must abide by the rules set by the Highgods. To violate the rules... was to defy the will of a Highgod, and the result of defying the will of a Highgod went without saying.

"Boneth, have you investigated thoroughly?" Adkins asked in a cold voice.

The silver-haired elder behind him replied respectfully, "Lord Adkins, your subordinate has investigated thoroughly. That , Catherine, and several other god-level powerhouses went to the Tomb of the Gods over nine years ago. In another two months or so, the ten-year term will be up, and those people should be returning."

"Good."

A rare hint of a smile appeared on Adkins' face. "I'll endure for another two months."

"No one can compete with me!" Adkins murmured to himself, then directly raised the wine glass before him and drained the cup in one gulp!

Dragonblood Castle.

Lin Lei had already revealed the existence of the Micro-space Chamber to Deslir, , and the others. At this critical juncture, Lin Lei also hoped that Deslir, Olivier, and the others could make some progress. Olivier, Deslir, and Lin Lei's true body were all cultivating within it.

As for Delia, she was usually in her own room.

After all, refining divine sparks, whether in the micro-space or a normal place, didn't make much difference. Lin Lei had his true body focused on cultivating 'Earth Pulse' within the micro-space, while his Wind elemental clone remained in Dragonblood Castle, quietly comprehending the Wind's profound mysteries and the Violet Blood Flexible Sword.

In the western garden of Dragonblood Castle, some low trees grew here. It was very quiet.

Wearing a pale blue-green robe, Lin Lei was completely immersed in the Violet Blood Flexible Sword and the profound mysteries of the Wind.

"According to , divine artifacts are divided into three grades. The highest-grade divine artifacts can also be called Highgod Artifacts. Above them are Highgod Lord Artifacts. My Violet Blood Flexible Sword... is very likely a Highgod Artifact." Lin Lei used his spiritual power to nurture the Violet Blood Flexible Sword, and he could sense its spiritual nature.

Lin Lei had now seen many divine artifacts.

But those divine artifacts were far incomparable to the Violet Blood Flexible Sword.

"The strength of a god-level powerhouse lies first in the comprehension and application of Laws, and second in the synchronization with a divine artifact. Although I'm only a lowgod, if I can unleash the maximum power of the Violet Blood Flexible Sword..." Lin Lei recalled his 'Wind's Whisper'.

The Wind's Whisper combined spiritual power attacks, the unique properties of the Violet Blood Flexible Sword, and the profound mysteries of the Wind.

Its power went without saying. With one strike killing Bomonter, Lin Lei was very satisfied.

"This Wind's Whisper seems..." Lin Lei frowned.

In his mind, Lin Lei continuously demonstrated the process of the Wind's Whisper, the coordination between spiritual power and the Violet Blood Flexible Sword, and the application of the Wind's profound mysteries.

Although Lin Lei had executed the 'Wind's Whisper', in reality, he only knew what he did, not why.

"Back then, Delia said that the mere vibration sound of the Violet Blood Flexible Sword made her soul tremble and her entire body go weak. Even that Bomonter, when I executed the 'Wind's Whisper', the singing of the blade alone left Bomonter completely unable to control his spiritual power to block it."

Lin Lei had also discovered—the power of sound!

"Sound!"

Lin Lei recalled the snow pandas he had seen in the Tomb of the Gods. That snow panda had threatened him with a flute.

"Sound can influence, confuse, and attack the soul!" Lin Lei reached this conclusion in his heart. "And within my Wind Element Law, it seems to contain the profound mysteries of sound."

Lin Lei didn't understand the profound mysteries of sound.

The reason he could create the 'Wind's Whisper' back then was because the Violet Blood Flexible Sword itself possessed this quality. Lin Lei only slightly guided the sword's singing through the profound mysteries of the Wind to produce this effect. But now, Lin Lei wanted to specifically research this profound mystery of sound.

"Buzz~~~"

Lin Lei channeled his divine power into the Violet Blood Flexible Sword, and the sword began to vibrate, emitting that singing sound.

"Where is Lord Lin Lei? Is he inside?" Gates walked to the entrance of the western garden of Dragonblood Castle.

The maidservant smiled and said, "Lord Gates, Lord Lin Lei said he needs quiet cultivation. No matter who it is, without his permission, no one is allowed to enter the western garden. Right now, inside the western garden, there is only Lord Lin Lei."

"No one is allowed to enter?" Gates was somewhat surprised.

Cultivation... what would it matter if someone went in?

But how could they know that Lin Lei was researching the profound mysteries of sound within the Wind Element Law? The sound attack he performed wouldn't affect himself, but if someone else approached, it would be very easy to injure them. Moreover, Lin Lei's cultivation wasn't a step-by-step, gradual research of the profound mysteries of sound.

He was only trying to find ways to increase the power of the Violet Blood Flexible Sword based on its foundation.

To make progress in a short time, he had to focus on the weapon.

"Everyone is immersed in cultivation now; the atmosphere in the castle has changed too." Gates turned and left. During this period, the three god-level powerhouses Lin Lei, Deslir, and Olivier were constantly cultivating, hoping to improve their strength a little more.

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