76: Chapter 76 Purple Essence Blood, Purple and White Dragon Claws

Hun Tiandi smiled slightly, then flipped his palm, and a massive, withered dragon corpse suddenly appeared in the cavern.

The black-purple magical beast dragon corpse, of considerable size, presented itself before his eyes.

A pair of black-purple dragon horns pierced toward the sky like celestial blades, wreathed in a faint black-purple glow, looking extremely mystical.

Scales the size of palms covered the entire dragon body, glistening with purple light, though some of the scales had lost their luster.

This big fellow before him was naturally the magical beast corpse that Hun Tiandi had traded for from the Xueyue Medicine Pavilion at no small cost.

Gazing at the withered dragon corpse in the cavern, a smile appeared on his lips as he walked around the dragon corpse twice.

This magical beast's body had been dead for too long, and most of its skin and flesh had withered away.

Hun Tiandi judged that this should be a dragon corpse, and there was even a high probability that it was a Void Ancient Dragon, one of the three great magical beast clans.

If the Void Ancient Dragon Clan knew that someone dared to bid on the dragon corpse of their kin, they would definitely hunt Hun Tiandi down.

"Hehehe, so what if it's the Void Ancient Dragon Clan?"

Hun Tiandi let out a strange laugh, his eyes shining brilliantly; what he was most interested in was the pair of black-purple dragon horns on this dragon corpse.

The dragon horns could help him increase the power of his weapons when forging them.

Standing at the dragon's head, he gently stroked the dragon horns; they felt cool to the touch, yet there was a hint of warmth within that coolness, feeling extremely comfortable.

It was truly hard to imagine that this withered dragon corpse, which had been dead for who knows how long, was still emitting heat.

This pair of black-purple dragon horns was crystalline and black-purple in color, covered in tiny scales, and he could even sense the surging power within the horns.

Clang... Clang...

He flicked his finger against the dragon horns, and a feeling of toughness traveled up his finger; Hun Tiandi nodded in satisfaction.

He then narrowed his eyes, a surge of soul power flowing out and quietly drilling into the dragon corpse, scanning it inch by inch.

When his soul power carefully drilled into the interior of the dragon head, before he could clearly investigate, a faint burst of violent silver power erupted, and immediately, Hun Tiandi's soul, like a small boat in a storm, was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

The violent silver power and the boundless void shredded the intruding soul power, which finally dissipated into specks of light.

Haa!

Hun Tiandi suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of shock appearing in the depths of his eyes; he suppressed the raging waves in his heart and gently exhaled.

He withdrew the finger that had been touching the dragon horn as if it had been electrocuted; he had not expected that the dragon head would still contain such violent energy of spatial power.

"Spatial power?"

This was the hallmark of a Dou Zong; once one's cultivation broke through to the Dou Zong level, one could initially manipulate spatial power.

And among the magical beast clans, the only group that could control spatial power was the Void Ancient Dragon Clan.

They were naturally attuned to spatial energy and could freely shuttle through the void.

Now, Hun Tiandi could basically confirm that the dragon corpse before him was a deceased Void Ancient Dragon.

"As expected of a peerless magical beast that broke through the seventh rank and ascended to the eighth rank; although it has been dead for many years, the dragon horns still store terrifying, violent energy. If used to forge a weapon, it would likely be better than simple materials!"

Hun Tiandi looked at the dragon corpse with burning eyes; he had really bet right this time.

Those few medicinal pills had been picked up anyway, even if only this pair of dragon horns remained usable in this magical beast dragon corpse.

For Hun Tiandi, it was a business with no capital investment.

Using someone else's pills to trade for someone else's magical beast dragon corpse, he had secured a massive opportunity for himself.

"Begin, decompose the dragon corpse!"

Hun Tiandi spat on his hands, rubbed them together a few times, then flipped his hand to take out a long sword, his gaze fixed on the dragon corpse, which was over ten zhang in size.

With a thought, a smear of blood-colored energy spread along the sword hilt and finally lingered on the tip of the sword.

It made the body of this refined iron sword ripple like a sea of blood.

Shing!

Hun Tiandi drove the sword into the dragon's head; the magical beast dragon skin presented considerable resistance and was extremely tough.

With a flick of his wrist, he exerted force, slowly peeling open the surface from the back; the flesh was crystal-clear purple, and fortunately, his Basic Sword Art had already reached perfection.

Decomposing the dragon skin was slightly smoother, though some of the flesh was bone-white, having lost all its essence.

Hun Tiandi had already decided on the use for this Ancient Dragon skin.

It was the most suitable material to evolve that treasure.

Rip!

Hun Tiandi gripped the sword hilt tightly, slowly cutting open the dragon skin; after peeling back the surface, the crystal-clear flesh was revealed, and there was even some blood still flowing.

After spending an hour, with a slash of the sword, he finally peeled off the complete dragon skin.

He then swung the sword again, sending dozens of brilliant sword lights flashing; the crystal-clear flesh from the dragon corpse was carved off and piled up before him.

Looking at the mountain of flesh, Hun Tiandi couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Before him was a bone-white dragon skeleton with a purple, crystalline glow, emitting a faint dragon might.

The cavern was filled with a rich, bloody scent that permeated the entire space; after a moment of contemplation, he stuck the long sword in his hand into the ground.

He flipped his hand to take out the black ten thousand soul banner; the banner pole was light blue, the banner surface was black, and it moved without wind, permeated with wisps of black energy.

Like a black mamba snake, this demonic weapon was also ushering in a moment of evolution.

Hun Tiandi's gaze landed on the ten thousand soul banner; previously, when fleeing for his life, he had to stop the footsteps of the strong pursuers.

He had been forced to release the low-rank beast souls he had collected; the obstruction of the beast souls had some effect, but not much.

It was truly because the ten thousand soul banner had only been initially forged, and its rank was only a top-tier Yellow-rank demonic weapon.

Furthermore, there were too few souls within the soul banner, unable to unleash the maximum power of the demonic weapon.

Rip!

"Blood refining rune, shine upon my body, devour the dragon skin, soul banner transform!"

He casually stuck the ten thousand soul banner into the ground, Hun Tiandi chanted the refining incantation, and as his hands formed seals, the Dou Qi within his body flowed and was consumed frantically.

One blood-colored rune after another rotated around Hun Tiandi; the profound and strange runes emitted an eerie aura.

Woooo...

At this moment, when three hundred and sixty blood-colored runes had condensed, the surface of the ten thousand soul banner shook, and a strange wail sounded.

He flicked his finger, and a piece of black-purple dragon skin flew into the air, level with the banner surface.

"Refining, activate!"

Hun Tiandi murmured, pushing his hands out; the three hundred and sixty blood-colored runes, like elves, surrounded the dragon skin and the banner surface, and the banner surface of the ten thousand soul banner erupted with a devouring force.

Immediately, wisps of black-purple energy flowed out from the dragon skin and were devoured by the banner surface.

The black banner surface flashed with light; for a time, the black-purple energy, the blood-colored runes, and the black banner surface were intertwined together.

Hun Tiandi gazed at the ball of light before him, a smile appearing on his lips.

As his life-bound demonic weapon, the ten thousand soul banner could naturally feel the banner surface strengthening and transforming; the original banner surface had been refined from hundred-year-old green snake skin, and the material was not top-notch.

Now, after refining this dragon skin, he believed the banner surface would definitely approach a perfect state.

He grabbed into the air, and ten drops of ten-thousand-year stone milk from the small stone milk pool fell into the air, refining their energy to restore his consumed Dou Qi.

He sighed in his heart, truly worthy of being a heaven-sent treasure, the ten-thousand-year stone milk contained energy that was rich and pure.

Swallowing it into his abdomen, the Blood Scripture operated, the refining speed was very fast, and the absorption efficiency also became higher, flowing in his meridians and strengthening his Dou Qi.

Three hours later, the banner surface transformation was successful; the original black-purple dragon skin, after the last bit of energy was absorbed, was like a decaying leaf, turning into ashes that fell to the ground.

The transformed ten thousand soul banner still had a light blue pole, but the biggest change was the banner surface.

The banner surface was imprinted with strange and terrifying patterns; black circles rotated counter-clockwise, and in the middle, purple-black twin fish rotated ceaselessly, presenting an ancient purple 'Soul' character.

On the periphery of the 'Soul' character, there were three black-energy strange runes rotating clockwise; the entire banner surface appeared black-purple, with black-purple ribbons fluttering on both sides.

The ten thousand soul banner before him was wreathed in black-purple energy, making the demonic weapon even more sinister and terrifying.

"Hehehe, this is the true ten thousand soul banner!"

In the cavern, a burst of arrogant, strange, and hoarse laughter rang out from Hun Tiandi.