Cultivation through Skin Making-Chapter 579 - 216. Slaying the Dragon, Slave Ancestor (7.4K Characters - Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)_3

Chapter 579: 216. Slaying the Dragon, Slave Ancestor (7.4K Characters - Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)_3
Song Yan cautiously said, "Your Highness the Ghost King, from now on I’ll make a living here with you, how can I drink your things..."
As he spoke, he licked his lips, looking as if he hadn’t touched Profound Wine and Profound Tea for a long time.
Tang Changsheng laughed heartily and said, "Why so modest? Then have some tea. I see that you are an elegant person, surely you must love tea and not wine."
Song Yan smiled and said, "You have a keen eye; ever since I was a mortal, I never liked drinking wine, and now as an immortal, I don’t touch a drop."
Tang Changsheng got up from the Coral Throne, then stepped down and politely pointed to a seat beside him, saying, "Sit, sit, sit."
Song Yan went over and sat down.
Tang Changsheng waved his hand, and a pot of tea exuding icy mist appeared before Song Yan.
Song Yan picked up the teacup, then put it down again, smiling apologetically, "I can’t take something for nothing, I should do something first, and then..."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his head and suddenly saw a faint glow.
The light exploded from Tang Changsheng’s hand, and in almost an instant, it pulled the entire palace askew.
Yet immediately, the impact of the light stopped abruptly, shattering the palace in its sway, turning it into debris floating in the deep black sea.
The Coral Throne, the table, chairs, and all the elegant furniture floated away and were crushed and flattened by the deep sea’s high pressure.
Song Yan’s left index finger was raised, blocking the end of a golden large stake.
It was as if they had rehearsed it countless times: one person suddenly ambushed, while the other raised a hand almost simultaneously.
Thus creating this scene.
Song Yan’s originally cautious expression vanished instantly, replaced by a smile that expanded into loud laughter.
He laughed more and more heartily, then opened his mouth and emitted Demon’s Sound: "Hundred Forms Life and Death Stake, this kind of Divinity Transformation Level power, let’s see where you, this dragon, can escape today!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Changsheng immediately understood that the other mistook him for the "Yin Yang Profound Dragon," which was exactly in line with his and the Yin Yang Profound Dragon’s plan.
The plan between the two was that when encountering a strong enemy, he would draw attention while the Yin Yang Profound Dragon was responsible for striking a fatal blow at the crucial moment.
How many in this world could withstand the calculation of two Divinity Transformations—both as one?
Seeing that he didn’t need to lure at all, and the other side already misunderstood, Tang Changsheng felt a bit lucky but not surprised.
Because only Tang Ningxin knew the secret between him and the Yin Yang Profound Dragon, and he had been in touch with Tang Ningxin lately, believing in the other’s loyalty.
"Song Yan."
Tang Changsheng slowly began, "I didn’t expect you to come here looking for this. What kind of feud makes you pursue so relentlessly?"
Song Yan said, "The cause and effect between us are right here, so a way out must be found, either friends or enemies."
Tang Changsheng said, "Then why can’t we become friends?"
Song Yan said, "In the dictionary of a celestial demon, there is no such word as trust. Do you think...we could possibly become friends?"
Tang Changsheng chuckled and said, "Indeed."
After saying this, he sighed deeply and said: "If I were not a celestial demon, perhaps I would be willing to make a friend like you. After all, you and I once had a bond, and if that bond, when it was still a good bond, could last, maybe you and I would be fighting side by side right now.
Unfortunately, I have no choice and no way out, the only possibility is to transform into a celestial demon and flee the world. I can’t think of any other method...
What about you?
If today you were to kill me, how are you planning to escape from this worldly cage?"
When finishing the word "cage" and seeing Song Yan seem to show a thoughtful look, Tang Changsheng decisively made his move.
His palm glowed red-gold, and the stake too was red-gold; all things surrounding the stake crumbled and regrouped, transforming into pure Profound Qi, accompanied by hundreds of Divine Infant Level spells, rumbling forward.
The meaning of Hundred Forms and Life and Death lies just in this.
In Song Yan’s eyes, that Hundred Forms Life and Death Stake had turned into a "Magic Wall," containing all sorts of exquisite spells, including Five Elements Profound Art, strange Illusion Technique, Sound Wave Technique, Soul-Devouring Secret Technique, among others...
If at this moment Song Yan were to cast a spell, then...the Magic Wall of Hundred Forms Life and Death Stake would almost instantly mimic a spell identical to his, and then quickly form a spell to counter his.
The power of a single stake changes endlessly.
Song Yan swiftly stowed away his Flying Sword.
Tang Changsheng squinted and thought to himself: ’Indeed, using a sword is not his forte, he can only pretend for a moment; if it comes to a real fight, he has to rely on his body.’
Sure enough, in the next instant, complex Celestial Dao Characters surfaced on Song Yan’s body, his five fingers hooked, directly grabbing at the Magic Wall.
The powerful Magic Wall suddenly collapsed, forming a vortex centered on Song Yan’s palm.
The surface-level spells were quickly dismantled, reverting to various kinds of Profound Qi, leaving only the central Hundred Forms Life and Death Stake already spiritually connected with Tang Changsheng.
Bang!
The stake fell.
The punch landed.
Bang, bang, bang!
The power was complex, but in the end, it was a stake against a fist.
Tang Changsheng suddenly said, "Where is your Hundred Forms Life and Death Stake? Weren’t you hiding it well before? I would like to see, what is your vital artifact?"
Song Yan said, "To deal with you, it’s not necessary."
Having said that, the tiny Celestial Dao Characters "Introduction" densely climbed over his body, and he flew upward, suddenly clasping the stake tightly with his palm.
Tang Changsheng remained unperturbed, suddenly exerting force, as a power not of Profound Qi blasted from the stake towards Song Yan—that was the power of a Secret Realm transformed from the stake.
Boom!
Song Yan only felt strong waves of energy sweeping his entire body, his flesh and blood tumbling over and over again.