Chapter 5701
It swung its giant claw, composed of runes, with the power to tear through space, and slammed it down towards Chen Ping! Simultaneously, the entire space on the fifth floor began to compress inward, threatening to crush Chen Ping and the others!
“Attack together!”
Chen Ping roared, knowing there was no turning back now. Only by defeating this corrupted tower spirit could they possibly reach the core of the tower and rescue everyone!
The battle instantly intensified!
The corrupted tower spirit was incredibly powerful, mobilizing the entire Demon-Suppressing Tower’s power!
Spatial confinement, rune suppression, energy surges… various methods were employed relentlessly, each with immense power.
Chen Ping, Cen Biqing, Lao Hei, and even Qianmian were forced to join the battle. The four of them, working together, barely managed to withstand the tower spirit’s onslaught.
Chen Ping pushed his sword intent, the power of the five elements, and the laws of time to their limits. Every swing of the Dragon-Slaying Sword left a wound on the tower spirit, but the tower spirit, composed of energy and runes, recovered extremely quickly.
Old Black, with his formidable physique, stood at the forefront, absorbing most of the direct attacks. His scales flew off, and he was covered in blood, yet he didn’t retreat an inch.
Cen Biqing’s Azure Dragon power excelled at control and purification, constantly disrupting the tower spirit’s energy flow and slowing its attacks.
Thousand Faces, utilizing the pseudo-dragon’s transformation ability, sometimes became a sturdy shield, sometimes unleashed deceptive attacks, restraining the tower spirit.
However, the tower spirit’s power seemed inexhaustible, and the four gradually felt overwhelmed, forced to retreat step by step.
Chen Ping also sustained several wounds, his clothes stained crimson with blood.
“No! If this continues, we’ll all die here!”
Old Black roared, spitting out blood.
Chen Ping’s eyes were resolute; he knew he had to take a risk!
He recalled Shen Zhiyan’s words about the origin of the Demon-Suppressing Tower—this tower was formed from the life-bound demon core of a great demon!
And the dragon race, in a sense, also belonged to the demon race, even being the royal family among demons!
His own Golden Dragon bloodline was the noblest royal blood of the dragon race!
“Perhaps… we can use our bloodline essence to forcibly communicate with the tower’s original core and suppress this corrupted tower spirit!”
This is an extremely risky idea!
If it fails, his bloodline will be damaged, and he will be doomed!
But at this moment, there was no better choice!
“Hold it off for ten breaths!”
Chen Ping roared at the three.
“Alright!”
Cen Biqing, Lao Hei, and Qianmian didn’t hesitate at all, unleashing their full potential to tightly entangle the tower spirit and buy time for Chen Ping.
Chen Ping suddenly plunged the Dragon-Slaying Sword into the ground, formed hand seals, and forced out a drop of the purest golden dragon blood essence, shimmering with nine-colored light!
As soon as this drop of blood essence appeared, the dragon aura throughout the entire tower was stirred!
He enveloped the blood essence with his divine sense, transforming it into a bloodline rune containing the majesty of a dragon emperor and endless life essence, and chanted ancient dragon language:
“With my imperial blood as the guide, I summon your primordial spirit! Demon-Suppressing Tower, you are the instrument to protect the dragon race, how can you allow evil thoughts to defile you! Awaken now!”
The bloodline rune shot towards the tower spirit’s brow like a meteor—the core of the tower’s will!
The corrupted tower spirit seemed to sense a tremendous threat, letting out a terrified roar and desperately trying to block it, but was held back by Cen Biqing and the other two!
*Poof! *
The bloodline rune successfully entered the tower spirit’s brow!
*Boom—!!!*
The entire Demon-Suppressing Tower erupted with unprecedentedly brilliant light!
An ancient, vast, and boundless will, yet carrying a hint of gentleness, slowly awakened, like a dragon that had slumbered for millennia!
The corrupted tower spirit let out a shrill scream, and the black and violent aura on its body rapidly receded as if purified.
Its form also began to stabilize, finally transforming into a blurry, old man’s phantom, radiating a soft white light.
“So many years… finally… I’ve waited… for the call of the imperial blood…”
The old man’s voice carried endless vicissitudes and relief. He looked at Chen Ping, his eyes filled with complex emotions, “Child… thank you… for awakening this old man…”
This was the true, original spirit of the Demon-Suppressing Tower!