Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 154 Dragon Soul
"Don't disturb me during this time."

Ye Qian'an said softly, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and felt the special sword intent brought by this immortal sword.

Yun Zhonghe was not impatient. He turned around and left with his people. He had plenty of time and could give Ye Qian'an as much time as he wanted. He just hoped that he could pull out the magic sword, and everything else would be easy.

Yun Shuirou looked at Ye Qian'an meaningfully, and after staying there for a long time, she also left.

Ye Qian'an felt the sword intent hundreds of feet around him. As Yun Zhonghe had expected, the sword intent under the giant sword was the most abundant. The sword intent also contained some special dragon power. Perhaps it was the remains of a real dragon that Yun Zhonghe had mentioned.

In order to resonate with the sword intent here, Ye Qian'an also released the sword intent in his body. As the two sword intents came into contact, an even more terrifying aura burst out.

The giant sword exuding an ancient aura trembled slightly, as if it did not resonate with Ye Qian'an's sword intent, but instead generated hostility.

"The sword intent here actually wants to digest my own sword intent. How interesting! It seems that this immortal sword really has its own wisdom."

Ye Qian'an said secretly in his heart, and at the same time, he made strange hand gestures with his hands. After emitting a few rays of light, three very ordinary magic swords appeared around him.

However, before the immortal swords fell to the ground, the unique sword intent of the decayed immortal sword burst out, shattering all three immortal swords.

Ye Qian'an slowly opened his eyes, looked at the shattered Immortal Sword and said, "It only took a tiny bit of sword power to destroy the Immortal Sword. I am even more curious about your origins."

In order to assimilate the sword intent here more quickly, Ye Qian'an released all of his spiritual power. The spiritual power was mixed with the attainments of the Drunken Sword Immortal and quickly absorbed a lot of energy generated by the immortal sword.

The rotten sword stuck in the stone made a sharp buzzing sound, as if protesting against Ye Qian'an's actions.

Ye Qian'an took out the wine gourd and drank it all without hesitation. Then he wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth and once again increased the release of spiritual power in his body, completely enveloping the entire cave.

"Young man, you have the guts to assimilate my sword will!"

A faint voice, containing a kind of pressure from the soul, slowly entered Ye Qian'an's ears. Under this voice, ripples appeared in his body.

Ye Qian'an suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a middle-aged man in a golden robe standing on the rotten immortal sword. An aura that made even the heaven and earth tremble slowly spread out.

"Is this... the soul left behind by the remains of a real dragon?"

Ye Qian'an stood up and looked at the soul in front of him that looked like a king descending. After a moment, he smiled and said, "You did have great achievements in your past life, but no matter how powerful you were in your past life, now you are just a remnant of soul left in this world."

“You are so brave, you evil creature! I am one of the few real dragons in the world. If I hadn’t been hit by a magic weapon from outer space, I would have been able to transform into a fairy sword and survive in this world. Otherwise, I will kill you with one breath!”

Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his back and said, "So, you use the sword intent generated by this immortal sword to attract countless immortal cultivators to snatch it, so that you can absorb their skills in battle, right?"

"I've read in ancient books that in ancient times, the dragon clan was the overlord of heaven and earth. Later, due to some special reasons, the dragon clan declined and was burdened with countless karma."

“After the dragon’s flesh body is destroyed, it will nourish the world and grant it countless opportunities, big and small. But after looking around for a week, there is no opportunity here. The only thing is this shabby sword.” Ye Qian’an touched his chin and said solemnly, “So I guess you thought about this before you died. In order to make your soul last for eternity, you chose to turn into a sword and seal all the opportunities inside it.”

"Then you can use a special magic array to absorb the skills of the entire Bihe Kingdom. This skill can quickly repair your soul and allow your soul to reach its best condition."

"And Senior Yun Zhonghe wanted to pull out the immortal sword. It should be because of your guidance that caused his state of mind to change. He was willing to use a magic weapon from the Thunder Tribulation Period to pull out the immortal sword."

Ye Qian'an shrugged and continued, "Then after you were born, you would never just find someone to take over... After all, the dragon race is extremely proud and would never do such a lowly thing."

The middle-aged man in the golden robe twitched his face, stared at Ye Qian'an fiercely and said: "I didn't expect you knew so much. My boy, as long as you can pull out this magic sword, I will grant you a chance. How about it?"

The dragon clan had too many karmas on their backs, so after their death they would turn into countless opportunities to bless the world. However, in order to survive, the dragon clan in front of them integrated all the opportunities into the magic sword, so that this world did not get any opportunities.

Ye Qian'an smiled slowly and said, "I feel... after I kill you, the opportunity will naturally appear."

"presumptuous!"

The dragon soul suddenly raised its head, roared angrily, and pressed the ground with both palms. Suddenly, the ground in this space began to tremble violently.

"You lowly human being, you still dream of getting a chance. Even if I am only a soul, I can still tear you into pieces."

Ye Qian'an took a sip of wine, then raised his head, nodded and smiled: "If I'm not mistaken, your true dragon remains have not really dissipated, they should be under this immortal sword."

Hearing these words, the expression of the dragon soul was slightly startled, then it clenched its teeth, and then its hands formed a strange hand seal like lightning. The vast spiritual power condensed in the hand seal and suddenly shot towards Ye Qian'an's position.

If he tells others about it, his identity will probably be discovered.

Ye Qian'an did not look down on the other party. He immediately took out his magic sword and swept it lightly towards the oncoming energy.

As the saying goes, a lion will use all its strength even when fighting a rabbit. Underestimating the enemy is a big taboo in military strategy, especially when the opponent is a dragon.

This race, which considers itself to be extremely noble, has not been able to change the arrogance in their bones from ancient times to the present. They believe that the dragon race is the most precious and the masters of this world.

Under the power of the dragon's remnant soul, even Ye Qian'an felt a sense of danger.

After all, the strength of this dragon clan when they were alive was definitely not lower than that of a Golden Immortal, and it could even be said to be above that. Fortunately, they had no physical body, and their souls could not withstand the supply of more spiritual power.

Otherwise, as long as he has a physical body, this powerful dragon will definitely be able to unleash even more terrifying power.

(End of this chapter)