The Demon Suppressing Token

When Ye Wen saw the lightning strike toward him, he had no time to dodge. He could only brace himself and take it head-on. But he hadn't expected a white curtain of light to appear around his body, shielding him from the lightning.

Azure Dragon, who had been raging furiously, noticed this too. At last, he calmed down again.

In this Land of Absolute Spiritual Desolation, he relied on his powerful body, which had stored up a considerable amount of spiritual energy. He also had quite a few Spirit Stones to help him recover his spiritual power. Spirit Stones were exceedingly rare treasures, crystals made entirely of pure spiritual power.

Even Azure Dragon had very few Spirit Stones, so most of the time, he slept. As time passed and his spiritual power continued to drain away, his body gradually shrank along with it.

At first, he had been a Giant Dragon a hundred zhang long. But now he had shrunk by a great deal, measuring less than eighty zhang. If Ye Wen's words hadn't provoked him today, he wouldn't have flown into a rage and attacked everything around him. Normally, he wouldn't even open his eyes, for fear of wasting spiritual power.

Watching the same white radiance as the chains rise around Ye Wen's body, Azure Dragon roared excitedly.

"Human brat, who exactly are you? How are you being protected by the Order Law inside the Demon Suppressing Tower? Do you have a keepsake from that old ghost Xingyu? Or are you a direct descendant of his?"

The enormous dragon head descended once more, fixing its gaze on Ye Wen. How could Ye Wen possibly know what was going on?

Azure Dragon launched another magical attack, striking Ye Wen on the head. This time, Ye Wen was nearly scared to death: he saw a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm come crashing down on him.

Fortunately, the white light blocked Azure Dragon's magical attack in time.

Ye Wen didn't dare stay there any longer. He hurried out and slammed the door shut behind him.

He had no idea how much energy that lightning bolt contained. Without the white light, if it had struck him directly, there would have been only one outcome: he would have been reduced to ashes.

Ye Wen knew nothing about Azure Dragon's cultivation realm, nor did he understand just how terrifying the realms beyond his own could be. But when he thought of how this old dragon had lived for ten thousand years, it was obvious that his strength had to be unimaginably fearsome.

That old bastard Mo Chengkong was at the Xiantian Sixth Rank Peak, yet after only a few hundred years, he was already so decrepit he looked close to death. Azure Dragon had to be at least two or three ranks above him. In other words, he was either Eighth Grade or Ninth Grade.

So this was how powerful the higher Xiantian ranks were. The first time Ye Wen had heard about the Xiantian ranks, he had thought little of them, assuming they were nothing special.

How could he have known they were this powerful? After living for ten thousand years in the Land of Absolute Spiritual Desolation, even an ordinary attack from Azure Dragon was more than a Xiantian Sixth Rank cultivator could withstand. He wondered just how powerful he would be once he reached the Seventh Rank.

Azure Dragon was howling loudly inside. His energy attacks made the entire space tremble as if it were about to collapse. Only then did Ye Wen notice something strange against his chest.

It was the unknown token Old Uncle Zong had left him as a keepsake. It was emitting a faint, ghostly glow, just like the white light on the chains inside. Could this token have been what protected me just now?

Ye Wen quickly took it out and examined it closely. That was when he noticed that words had appeared on the token, which had once been pitch-black and completely blank. On the front was a large character: "Suppress." On the back was a large character: "Demon."

"Suppress demons?"

A Demon Suppressing Token? What could it do? On closer inspection, he saw two more characters beneath "Demon" on the back: "Zong Shu." But their color was so faint that they were almost impossible to make out.

Was this really Old Uncle Zong's Demon Suppressing Token? What was it for? Could he use it to command the Demon Suppressing City? He'd be beaten to death on the spot if he tried that.

Or could it be used to open the Demon Suppressing Tower? If so, did that mean he could come and go from the tower freely?

"Kid, come inside. Let's talk. I promise I won't attack you again."

Azure Dragon called out anxiously from inside. Seeing that the Order Law here had protected Ye Wen, he realized the boy might be able to change those laws. If so, wouldn't that give him a chance to escape? So he had finally calmed down and called to Ye Wen from inside.

"I can give you some treasures in exchange for my freedom."

But Ye Wen didn't dare go back in. The attack that had just struck him had been a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm. It had terrified him. This dragon had been imprisoned for too long; his mind had changed, and he had become frightening and unreasonable.

Azure Dragon saw that Ye Wen outside wasn't responding and grew even more anxious. This might be his only chance in this lifetime to escape, so he shouted again.

"Human brat, I'll bring out all of my treasures and let you pick any three you want. How about that, in exchange for letting me go?"