It swung its massive claw composed of runes, carrying the power to tear through space, and slapped down towards Chen Ping! At the same time, the entire space of the fifth floor began to contract inwards, intending to crush Chen Ping and the others!
“Together!”
Chen Ping roared, knowing that there was no longer any room for negotiation. Only by defeating this corrupted tower spirit could they possibly reach the core of the tower and rescue everyone!
The battle instantly escalated to a fever pitch!
The corrupted tower spirit possessed extremely terrifying strength. It was mobilising the power of the entire Demon-Suppressing Tower!
Spatial confinement, rune suppression, energy impacts… all sorts of techniques emerged one after another, each with immense power.
Chen Ping, Cen Biqing, Old Black, and even Thousand Faces were forced to join the fray. Only by combining the efforts of all four could they barely withstand the tower spirit’s frenzied assaults.
Chen Ping pushed his sword intent, the power of the five elements, and the laws of time to their utmost limits. Every swing of the Dragon-Slaying Sword left wounds on the tower spirit, but since the tower spirit was composed of energy and runes, its recovery speed was extremely fast.
Old Black, relying on his robust physique, held the front line, absorbing most of the direct attacks. His scales flew off, and he was drenched in blood, yet he did not retreat a single step.
Cen Biqing’s azure dragon power excelled at control and purification. She continuously disrupted the tower spirit’s energy circulation, slowing its attacks.
Thousand Faces utilised the transformation abilities of the false dragon, sometimes turning into a sturdy shield, sometimes launching deceptive attacks to distract the tower spirit.
However, the tower spirit’s power seemed inexhaustible. The four gradually felt overwhelmed, being pushed back step by step.
Chen Ping also sustained several wounds, his clothes stained red with blood.
“No! If this continues, we will all die here!”
Old Black roared, spitting blood.
Chen Ping’s gaze turned resolute. He knew he had to take a desperate risk!
He recalled Shen Zhiyan’s words about the origins of the Demon-Suppressing Tower: this tower was formed from the life-bound demon core of a great demon venerable!
And the dragon race, in a certain sense, also fell under the demon race category, even serving as the royal clan among demons!
His own golden dragon bloodline was the noblest imperial dragon blood!
“Perhaps… I can use the essence of my bloodline to forcibly communicate with the tower’s original core and suppress this corrupted tower spirit!”
This was an extremely risky idea!
If it failed, his bloodline would be damaged, and he would be beyond redemption!
But at this moment, there was no better choice!
“Buy me ten breaths of time!”
Chen Ping roared at the three.
“Got it!”
Cen Biqing, Old Black, and Thousand Faces did not hesitate at all. They erupted with their full potential, desperately entangling the tower spirit to buy Chen Ping time.
Chen Ping fiercely plunged the Dragon-Slaying Sword into the ground, formed seals with both hands, and forced out a drop of the purest golden dragon essence blood from his heart, shimmering with nine-coloured light!
The moment this drop of essence blood appeared, the draconic aura throughout the entire tower was stirred!
He enveloped the essence blood with his divine sense, transforming it into a bloodline rune containing the majesty of the dragon race’s emperor and boundless vital origin. In his mouth, he recited ancient dragon language:
“With my imperial blood as the guide, awaken thy original spirit! Demon-Suppressing Tower, thou art an artefact meant to protect the dragon race. How canst thou allow evil thoughts to defile thee! Awaken now!”
The bloodline rune shot like a meteor towards the tower spirit’s brow, the location of the core of the tower’s will!
The corrupted tower spirit seemed to sense a massive threat. It let out a terrified roar, desperately trying to block it, but it was firmly held back by Cen Biqing and the other two!
Pfft!
The bloodline rune successfully entered the tower spirit’s brow!
Boom!!!
The entire Demon-Suppressing Tower erupted with unprecedented brilliant light!
An ancient, vast, majestic will, carrying a hint of gentleness, slowly awakened like a giant dragon that had slumbered for myriad ages!
The corrupted tower spirit let out a shrill, anguished scream. The black and violent aura on its body rapidly dissipated as if being purified.
Its form also began to stabilise, eventually transforming into the illusory shadow of an elder emanating soft white light, his features blurred.
“How many years has it been… finally… I have awaited… the summoning of imperial blood…”
The elder’s voice carried endless vicissitudes and relief. He looked at Chen Ping, his gaze filled with complex emotions. “Child… thank you… for awakening this old man…”
This was the true, original artefact spirit of the Demon-Suppressing Tower!
