Chapter 784 - 769: Frenzied Aragon

"I still can’t remember..." Zuo Wentian said with a wry smile.

"The crisis Master faced back then was unprecedented... When that Abyss Lord attacked you, I was frantic. I was afraid that if I held back any longer, you would fall to his vicious hands, so I subconsciously gathered all my strength and unleashed that saber strike."

"It was like... an innate instinct."

Shen Lang nodded and said, "I see... As long as you’re alright. Swallow this drop of Life Spiritual Liquid and focus on your recovery."

As he spoke, Shen Lang flicked his finger, and a drop of Life Spiritual Liquid flew toward Zuo Wentian.

"Master, no! You are still severely injured and need this more than I do..." Zuo Wentian didn’t accept the drop of Life Spiritual Liquid.

Shen Lang shook his head. "Take it. This is a drop of Life Spiritual Liquid I condensed within my own body. I’ve absorbed a great deal of Life Spiritual Liquid over the past year or so. Besides, with my Divine Body newly formed, I’m not what I used to be. A minor injury like this will heal in less than two days."

"Your soul, on the other hand, still has many fractures. You need this to repair and consolidate it. The faster you recover, the more you can help me."

Zuo Wentian fell silent for a moment before accepting the drop of Life Spiritual Liquid. "This disciple understands. Thank you, Master!"

Shen Lang flew back to the edge of the array formed by the Ice Soul Water Jade and the Water Spirit Pearl, sat down cross-legged, and took out a Death God Nail.

The moment the Death God Nail appeared, an aura of Supreme Yin and absolute evil instantly filled the air.

The spiritual wills of countless Resentful Souls and vicious specters swept out, making one feel as if they had plunged into Hell!

Even though Shen Lang had released his Emperor’s Will from the start, he couldn’t help but shudder when facing the unrefined Death God Nail.

Shen Lang’s left palm shook, and tyrannical bolts of lightning wove into a net, enveloping the Death God Nail.

He finally managed to suppress its unbearably evil aura.

Due to material limitations, the Immortal Celestial Saber couldn’t properly channel and unleash the power of Shen Lang’s Chaos Divine Body. That’s why during the great battle with Mu Feng, Shen Lang had even put the Immortal Celestial Saber away.

Under these circumstances, the power and utility demonstrated by the Death God Nail far surpassed that of the Immortal Celestial Saber.

There were still fifteen days until the Life and Death Gate opened. Shen Lang began to consider whether he should first refine two more Death God Nails.

If he’d had more Death God Nails before, dealing with the Abyss Lord’s Soul Thought would have been much easier.

’But the Candle Dragon is in the Dragon Scale Divine Hall. I’m afraid the Death God Nails... won’t be that easy to use!’

The Death God Nails belonged to the Candle Dragon, and the Candle Dragon was currently right here in the Dragon Scale Divine Hall.

If they were recognized by the Candle Dragon or its subordinates during use, it would be a huge problem.

Even if the Candle Dragon was being hunted by the Taotie with no place to run or hide, Shen Lang would still have a massive headache if it truly decided to deal with him.

Just then, Duanmu Xie stealthily crept up behind Shen Lang...

"Just spit it out. Don’t waste my time."

Shen Lang focused his supreme Battle Intent and Emperor’s Will, suppressing the Death God Nail.

Just holding the artifact in his hand, he could feel the intense negative emotions from the countless Resentful Souls and vicious specters surging like a vast, tempestuous ocean.

And this was inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron; if they were outside, this baleful aura might increase more than tenfold!

Even so, within the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, only a character like Duanmu Xie dared to approach while Shen Lang held the Death God Nail.

The Ghost King and Aragon could only watch the excitement from a distance, not daring to come any closer!

Duanmu Xie timidly glanced at the Death God Nail and, mustering his courage, said, "My Lord, when you have a moment, could you help me... with... uh... that thing..."

As he spoke, the scoundrel glanced at the four Heaven-Slaying Tridents scattered on the ground like scrap metal.

The Heaven-Slaying Trident was one of the Ten Great Celestial Artifacts. How could it not be powerful?

But inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, they were as docile as little lambs, not even emitting a trace of Spirit Light. It was impossible to associate them with the Ten Great Celestial Artifacts.

No one would ever imagine that such tyrannical Celestial Artifacts would be so simply and carelessly tossed on the ground...

...and left unattended!

Duanmu Xie had seen the Abyss Lord and Red Dragon Lu Qianqiu before, and he’d been scared out of his wits.

The first thing he thought of upon entering the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron was the Heaven-Slaying Trident.

Right now, only this thing could give him a sense of security...

"’This’ and ’that’? What nonsense! Do you want me to help you refine the Heaven-Slaying Trident?" Shen Lang said without turning his head.

Duanmu Xie nervously wrung his hands and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes! My Lord is omniscient. I was talking about the Heaven-Slaying Trident."

Shen Lang shook his head. "Something like one of the Ten Great Celestial Artifacts can’t be subdued in a day or two. Successfully refining it requires a massive amount of time and energy."

"Besides, even if you did subdue it and successfully refine it, would you really dare to use it here in the Dragon Scale Divine Hall?"

Duanmu Xie was stunned. He asked weakly, "Wh-Why can’t I use it even after I’ve refined it?"

Shen Lang, getting a headache, slapped his forehead just like Lu Qianqiu would and said, "Can’t you use your brain?"

"Right now, the Dragon Scale Divine Hall is crawling with Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm powerhouses, and there are seven or eight Emperor Martial Realm Powerhouses. Why do you think they’ve come to the Dragon Scale Divine Hall? Do you think they’re here for a leisurely stroll?"

"They’re here to hunt for treasure, of course!"

"And in this Dragon Scale Divine Hall, how many treasures can compare to your Heaven-Slaying Trident?"

"The moment you take it out and flash it around, I guarantee every powerhouse here will pounce on you like a ravenous wolf! With your current Cultivation, even if you successfully refine the Heaven-Slaying Trident, you could at most handle one Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm Initial Tier powerhouse. If three or five of them show up, you’ll be sliced to pieces!"

"As for Middle to Late Stage Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm powerhouses, or even Emperor Martial Realm Powerhouses... you think that Zombie body of yours is so tough? In their hands, you’d be minced into zombie paste in minutes, you idiot!"

Duanmu Xie’s jaw dropped, and he couldn’t close his mouth for a long time.

After a while, the scoundrel finally revealed a look of horror. "You’re right, My Lord. I was too impatient. I didn’t think it through..."

Shen Lang waved his hand dismissively. "Alright, stop whining and wasting time. As soon as you have a free moment, go absorb and begin the Refinement of the ’Netherworld Earth Fire’ that the Ghost Venerable gave you. That is the most crucial thing for advancing your Cultivation!"

"Your Cultivation foundation is solid, and the Sword Qi injuries you suffered before have long since been purged. With the help of this item, I wouldn’t even be surprised if you broke through to the Quasi-Emperor Martial Realm tomorrow."

"Ah?" A jolt ran through Duanmu Xie’s entire body, and a look of ecstasy appeared in his eyes. "I’ll go right away!"

A black wind swept through, and Duanmu Xie vanished, eagerly running into the great Ice Soul Water Jade Formation to begin his Cultivation.

Shen Lang gently tapped the Death God Nail floating in front of him.

Refining this artifact last time took four hours.

But in those four hours, he had used over a thousand Top Grade Spirit Stones, and more than a hundred of the even higher quality Top Grade Spirit Stones, which had really given Shen Lang a headache for a while.

Although he had recently captured many King Martial Realm powerhouses from the White Bone Hall and the Blood Wing Demon Sect, and had also auctioned off Cultivation Techniques and Spirit Array Maps to obtain a large number of Spirit Stones before entering the Yumu Cave Blessed Land...

...the rate at which he consumed Top Grade Spirit Stones was simply terrifying.

It still made Shen Lang feel like it was a drop in the bucket.

It wasn’t just Spirit Stones. The last time he successfully refined the Death God Nail, it had also completely drained his Divine Thought, and it had taken him more than two full days to recover.

’No, if I refine this Death God Nail now, my Sea of Consciousness will be empty, and I probably won’t be able to do anything for two days.’

Shen Lang looked at the Death God Nail, frowning slightly as he thought to himself, ’Successfully refining this Death God Nail mainly depends on the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire. Now that my Vermilion Bird Divine Fire Elements Mansion has been successfully condensed, it should be much easier and simpler in that regard than last time.’

’Besides the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, the Supreme Yang and Firmness of Thunder Power also has a great restraining effect on this yin-evil object... And the most tyrannical and domineering thing inside this Death God Nail is its Netherworld Qi. If I can condense a Yin Element Mansion using Supreme Yin and evil Netherworld Qi, and then use that Netherworld Qi to guide and merge with the Netherworld Qi inside the Death God Nail, my efforts will surely be doubled!’

’But condensing something like a Yin Element Mansion probably won’t be any easier than the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire. Last time, I only succeeded with the help of the World Tree...’

’In that case, the most important thing to do right now is to first help the World Tree improve further and then stabilize its condition.’

Glancing at the Death God Nail, a trace of worry immediately reappeared in Shen Lang’s eyes. ’Even if I successfully refine a few more Death God Nails, I probably won’t dare to use them much in this Dragon Scale Divine Hall...’

’Because the Candle Dragon is right here in the Dragon Scale Divine Hall. I don’t know how many of its minions are around. If I’m unlucky enough to be recognized or even run into the Candle Dragon directly, it’ll be a tragedy.’

The Immortal Celestial Saber couldn’t unleash the power of his Chaos Divine Body.

And he didn’t dare use the Death God Nails, which belonged to the Candle Dragon, unless it was a critical emergency...

Shen Lang suddenly found himself in a difficult position.

’Forget it. First, I’ll enter the Tai Chi Diagram and deal with those things.’ Acting on the thought, Shen Lang immediately beckoned to the Ghost King and Aragon.

That one gesture revealed the difference between the Ghost King and Aragon...

Even though he was scared to death of the Death God Nail, the Ghost King flew over without a second thought the moment he saw Shen Lang beckon.

But when Aragon saw Shen Lang beckon, he let out a strange cry, turned, and ran!

Aragon had just started to run when a massive, dark hand reached out from within the Ice Soul Water Jade Formation and slapped him to the ground, beating him half to death!

"My Lord told you to come over, and you dare to run? If you dare to run again, I’ll slap your soul into oblivion and then swallow you whole!"

The sound of Duanmu Xie grinding his teeth came from the formation, followed by the massive fingers curling up and then flicking forward!

Aragon let out a miserable shriek as he was sent flying like a rubber ball, landing right next to Shen Lang.

The moment Aragon landed in front of Shen Lang, he let out a piercing shriek and swept crazily toward Shen Lang, as if trying to swallow him whole!

Duanmu Xie had thought his warning would make Aragon behave, but he never expected the scoundrel to be so determined to court death!

The mountain-sized black hand shot out, moving faster despite starting later, and snatched Aragon in its grip!

Aragon let out an inhuman scream, looking like a balloon squeezed into a strange shape, on the verge of bursting at any moment!

"You’re asking for it!"

Shen Lang shouted lightly and flicked his finger!

A wisp of all-consuming Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, like a Fire Sword, shot into Aragon’s body with a SIZZLE!

Aragon was already screaming incessantly while being held by Duanmu Xie. The moment the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire entered his body, he let out a bloodcurdling shriek so terrible that even Shen Lang couldn’t help but frown.

The Ghost King asked, a bit puzzled, "Boss, what in the world is wrong with Aragon? You didn’t even ask him to do anything. Why did he suddenly go crazy and even try to attack you?"

"Is he just out of his mind? Or did he take the wrong medicine?"