58: Eighth-grade immortal weapon

"The Evil Qi is still not enough, gather for me!" Li Changfeng flipped his wrist, and the hand seals he was forming changed instantly.

The black Evil Qi suddenly transformed into a black Dragon!

Seeing this scene, even Nan Qingyue couldn't help but be stunned.

Yang Lei's Natal Undead was actually a black Dragon?

The black Dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws, continuously spitting out scorching flames from its mouth.

It looked incredibly fierce and malevolent!

If Li Changfeng's will hadn't been firm, he probably would have been scared off long ago.

The commoners at the Yizhou city gate saw that Commander Yang Lei had been killed.

Many feared that trouble would come for them as well.

Most people had already fled.

They left this place of conflict!

Of course, there were still some people who enjoyed watching the commotion and hadn't left.

"What on earth is that!"

“Holy crap, how can there be such a holy spirit in Yizhou?”

"Is this a Dragon?"

"A black Dragon?"

The commoners who stayed behind stared transfixed at the black Dragon.

"Oh my, this thing can breathe fire!"

"Leave now!"

"Danger!"

Just as the words fell, one of them was hit by the flames and instantly burned to ashes!

The black Dragon was dozens of zhang tall, had a fierce appearance, and could breathe fire.

"Run!"

"This thing is too dangerous!"

"Go, quickly go!" the commoners cried out in alarm!

Nan Qingyue held her longsword, her expression grim.

Li Changfeng didn't notice the changes around him.

He was extremely focused.

He was working hard to control the Evil Qi, pouring it into the Nine Songs Sword.

"This Evil Qi is so fierce?"

"Without a refinement method, it really is a bit difficult!" Li Changfeng's Face was pale.

If he were to use Immortal Power to control this Evil Qi...

It would be quite troublesome!

It seemed that this Immortal Power wasn't an invincible existence either!

Cold sweat broke out on Li Changfeng's forehead, and his clothes were soaked with perspiration.

"Don't you dare think of hurting my master." Nan Qingyue's eyes were spirited.

At this moment, Li Changfeng sat cross-legged on the ground.

And not far away, Situ Jiu lay on the ground, already unconscious.

The black Dragon bared its fangs and claws, spitting fireballs from its mouth; wherever they landed, life was devastated and turned to scorched earth.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Outside the city.

A series of muffled, thunderous booms continued to ring out.

Looking from afar, the fireballs spat from the black Dragon's mouth...

...were blasting out in all directions!

Several streaks of crimson light continuously flashed toward the surroundings.

In the sky, that black Dragon was still dancing its body, occasionally emitting waves of Spiritual Qi pressure.

But at this moment...

The black Dragon's gaze focused on Li Changfeng.

"Don't even think about coming over!" Nan Qingyue was already prepared to strike.

"Awooo—"

The black Dragon let out a roar.

What it was aiming at was precisely Li Changfeng.

"Sword, come!" Nan Qingyue leapt into the air, heading straight for the black Dragon.

Nan Qingyue exerted all her strength, but she still couldn't stop the black Dragon.

Clang!

With a crisp sound...

...the longsword in Nan Qingyue's hand fell to the ground.

The black Dragon pounced straight for Li Changfeng!

In the moment of crisis!

The Nine Songs Sword suddenly hummed, and golden Sword Qi blasted out, stabbing fiercely toward the black Dragon in the air.

Sensing danger, the black Dragon bared its sharp fangs and brandished its claws.

The Evil Qi of the surrounding land all surged into the black Dragon's mouth.

That large maw seemed to have a suction force!

The Evil Qi completely condensed in the black Dragon's mouth, and a massive fireball appeared before the black Dragon.

Then, following a roar...

...that fireball, carrying scorching light, rushed fiercely toward the golden Sword Qi.

In the air, those two energies slammed together with immense force.

From time to time, thunderous roars rang out!

When the two energies made contact, they exploded from the center like fireworks, bursting into several streaks of light that fell from the sky.

Spiritual waves rippled out in all directions; the impact was extremely strong!

"Go!" Li Changfeng suddenly opened his eyes.

"Oh no, it's too late!"

"Qingyue, duck!"

Relying on his powerful physique, he still couldn't withstand it and involuntarily retreated several steps.

Li Changfeng tapped lightly, releasing a wave of Immortal Power in front of Nan Qingyue.

"Phew, saved?" The Immortal Power completely blocked the impact, and Nan Qingyue was unharmed.

"Master!"

"Be careful!"

"That black Dragon is about to breathe fire again!"

The black Dragon continued its violent rampage, continuously spitting out scorching flames.

The Nine Songs Sword burst out with several more golden lights, the aura on the sword body quite terrifying.

"How is it this thing?" Li Changfeng held the Nine Songs Sword.

"Yang Lei's undead Evil Qi became this black Dragon?"

Golden Sword Qi blasted out.

It rushed viciously toward the black Dragon in the sky.

The sharp Sword Qi that burst out instantly pierced through the black Dragon's body, leaving a hole in it.

"There's a weakness!" Li Changfeng was overjoyed.

"Take him down!"

Seeing the weakness, the corners of Li Changfeng's mouth curled up, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

His Immortal Power, like a jade belt, tightly bound the black Dragon, continuously pulling it toward the ground.

"Sword, come!" Li Changfeng then waved his hand.

The Nine Songs Sword soared into the air, its body humming.

Several cold lights burst out, stabbing toward the black Dragon in the sky like arrows from a bow.

"Damned thing, perish!" Li Changfeng rose into the air, holding the Nine Songs Sword as he arrived before the black Dragon.

At this time, with a wave of his large sleeve, the Nine Songs Sword struck the black Dragon.

Several streaks of Sword Qi blasted from it.

Like a Vicious Beast that had gathered its strength, it burst out with powerful Sword Qi, slamming down heavily.

"Master is so amazing!" Nan Qingyue raised her head, gazing blankly at Li Changfeng.

"Even this evil thing can be destroyed?"

"This strength is just too great!"

"Sect Leader?" Situ Jiu opened his eyes.

But he was startled by his blurry vision.

"Black Dragon? No, no, I must be dreaming," Situ Jiu exclaimed.

"I'd better go back to sleep."

"Yeah, it's definitely a dream."

The black Dragon was bombarded by the Sword Qi, its body smashed to pieces.

The black Dragon instantly dissipated, turning into a cloud of black mist.

"Is it finally dead?" The weight in Nan Qingyue's heart finally lifted.

Immediately after, those streaks of Evil Qi surged into the Nine Songs Sword.

The sword body instantly shimmered with light.

"It seems there are signs of rank advancement again!" Seeing this, Li Changfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The stone hanging in his heart also slowly settled.

"Everything I did just now was worth it!"

"Is the Nine Songs Sword going to advance to the Eighth Grade?"

"That would be wonderful!"

After a long while...

...the Nine Songs Sword finally finished absorbing the massive amount of Evil Qi.

The sword was currently wrapped in black Evil Qi.

"Eighth Grade Realm, it's done!" Li Changfeng was overjoyed.

"Now this is more like it!"

"After all, I'm the Sect Leader of a sect; using a Sixth Grade Immortal Artifact is really losing Face."

Li Changfeng pointed toward the Nine Songs Sword, and the sword soared into the air.

It streaked across the sky!

Finally, it appeared in Li Changfeng's hand.

"Master, congratulations, the sword is complete!" Nan Qingyue ran over.

Li Changfeng gripped the longsword tightly, unable to hide his inner joy. "The effort finally didn't go to waste!"

"Alright, this matter is settled. Let's take A Jiu and leave quickly."

"He still has injuries that need to be treated immediately."

Li Changfeng turned his head and happened to see Situ Jiu nearby.

His arm had already turned black; the toxin was already spreading.