Immortal Martial God

Chapter 2128 Long Cherished Wish

"Dragon! My God, it's a dragon!"

Countless people cheered. It was a dragon, a true dragon spirit!

The long dragon soared into the nine heavens, raining heavens and clouds in the sea of clouds, extremely domineering.

In this era, there were no dragons. People worshipped dragons as the most noble totem, and the richness of a human Dragon Slaying Master was the highest level of recognition.

Grandmaster Dragon Slaying had never imagined that he would actually be able to see a true dragon spirit in his lifetime.

'"How did you do it" Ling Feng stammered, "Even my teacher has never practiced such a weapon before."

Millions of soldiers crawled on the ground. This worship was not for anyone, but for weapons that could display their souls to the fullest.

"I will definitely take good care of it and will not let you down." Master Dragon Slaying couldn't help but hold the huge saber in his arms. It looked like someone was trying to steal it, but he was unwilling to let go.

"How did you do it? Tell me, how did you do it!" Ling Feng was so excited that he spoke incoherently and grabbed Xiang Nan's arm.

"Countless life and death tribulations, countless bloody battles," Xiang Nan said. "Only then did he forge this saber."

"It's not something that any artifact forging method can create, because it represents my martial soul."

These words caused the martial artists present to feel deeply moved.

The gongs and drums of victory rang out. The victory of the siege of the demonic beasts had won the praise of the emperor. He wanted to personally receive the Dragon Slaying Master.

In the inner courtyard of the Imperial Palace, gongs and drums were bustling with noise. They were filled with joy, and large red lanterns were hanging everywhere.

The emperor rewarded Master Dragon Slaying greatly and bestowed several notable titles on him.

However, Xiang Nan did not follow him. He strolled along the streets of Glory City. He had already asked Ling Feng about the residence of Yuwen Ling, the number one artificer in the empire.

"In twenty-two hours, the False God will descend." The big snake said.

The defensive battle was extremely intense, but it didn't last long. It ended in just an hour. Of course, a large part of it depended on Xiang Nan's saber.

One magnificent carriage after another sped past the crisscrossing great dao. On each carriage, there was a martial artist with profound cultivation.

The experts of this era did not reside in the sect. Their status and status were very high, and most of them held positions in the royal family.

These people rode across the street from Xiang Nan in a horse carriage and brushed past him. However, no one knew that the biggest reason for this victory was Xiang Nan, whom they did not even take a single glance at.

As for them, they were all heading towards the Imperial Palace. In order to participate in the banquet, and more importantly, to observe the divine saber that had killed the Long River level demonic beast!

This saber had quickly spread throughout Glory City, causing countless people to go crazy.

On the street, there was finally a horse carriage with an incomparably exaggerated shape.

This carriage was like a walking palace. Even if there was a martial arts competition inside, it could be used. The carriage was octagonal in shape and raised like a phoenix that was about to fly into the sky. action

And the ones pulling the carriage were twenty demonic beasts over fifteen meters tall. They were actually divided into four rows! The grandeur was unprecedented.

However, there was only one person in the carriage.

The corner of Xiang Nan's mouth curled up and he said, "The person I'm looking for has appeared."

Xiang Nan, who was confident and calm, slightly moved his feet off the ground and wanted to jump directly into the carriage through the window.

The moment the two intersected, Xiang Nan stopped. He did not rush in, but was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

"I… Holy sh*t! Master?"

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Nan could clearly see Yuwen Ling's appearance.

That person's appearance was exactly the same as Old Man Mo Ling's!

It was Old Man Mo Ling who had promised, "If there is an afterlife, how is it going to be for me to be your master?"

"Such a coincidence?" Xiang Nan's expression changed and his eyes turned red.

The serpent said, "History is really a scene, just like the dream world itself. It is strange."

Xiang Nan knew very well that the old man only looked the same as Mo Ling, but he was definitely not Mo Ling.

It was already 290,000 years ago. Mo Ling definitely wouldn't be able to live for this long. Moreover, Yuwen Zero's cultivation was much higher than Mo Ling's.

But when he saw his face, Xiang Nan knew that perhaps the heavens had given him a chance to fulfill his wish.

Did Mo Ling really know that he had risked everything to perish with the Bai Clan just to save Xiang Nan once?

In this world, there were very few people that Xiang Nan could absolutely respect. Mo Ling was one of them.

Countless experts gathered in the Imperial Palace.

When Yuwen Ling entered the arena, all the martial arts experts, civil and military ministers bowed slightly, expressing their respect for this old man who had devoted his entire life to Glory City.

All the weapons used by the military were made by Yuwen Ling and his students.

The city wall project, which could be called a miracle in human history, was also personally constructed under Yuwen Ling's guidance. Without Yuwen Ling, there would be no human civilization in this era.

"This is a good saber." Yuwen Ling held the huge saber in his hands and nodded repeatedly, "It came from the hands of an expert."

At this moment, a loud noise came from outside the palace.

"You can't barge in!"

"How dare you! How dare you enter the Imperial Inner Court as soon as you say?"

Everyone frowned. Who was so bold as to even dare to barge into this place?

"Ah, it's him! It's the owner of the saber!" Ling Feng looked back and was overjoyed.

Hearing this, the scene became quiet.

When the Dragon Slaying Master saw Xiang Nan, he was also extremely excited. He rushed forward three steps and two steps, pushing away the guard who intercepted Xiang Nan and angrily said, "How dare you! Even this … this little brother dare to stop him!"

They did not know Xiang Nan's name, nor did they know how to address him.

Xiang Nan did not have any Dragon Slaying Master in his eyes. He only nodded slightly and entered the hall one after another. Then, his hands trembled slightly and his eyes turned red as he looked at Yuwen Ling.

Yuwen Ling had seen many of these fanatical admirers, and some even fainted on the spot. Yuwen Ling had never cared about them.

However, facing Xiang Nan, he did attach importance to the owner of this saber.

"Did you refine this saber? Or did your teacher refine it?" Yuwen Ling asked with the Dead Blade in his hand.

"I refined it." Xiang Nan calmed down the excitement in his heart, but the person standing in front of him was someone who looked exactly like Mo Ling, someone who had saved his life!

Without Mo Ling, Xiang Nan would not have been able to complete the Taiyi Divine Art.

"Nonsense!" That Yuwen Ling suddenly became angry and said, "I hate liars the most in my life. This kind of weapon has already reached half-step divine grade!"

"Even this old man has just comprehended how to forge a divine weapon today. At your young age, how to forge such a precious weapon!"

"That's right, we don't really believe it." Many martial arts experts, many extraordinary royal artificers, all shook their heads.

Yuwen Ling said, "If you want me to believe you, then forge a weapon like this on the spot!"