Lord of Time: From a Five Elements Cultivator to a Master of All Daos

Chapter 363: The Power of Spiritual Drums, Teleporting Claws

"Now that this technique has been mastered, let's use it to practice."

With a spin of his palm, a red spiritual flame rose up in Wei Zhong's hand again.

With a wave of his left arm, all kinds of spiritual materials on the ground flew up into the air and were displayed in front of Wei Zhong in different categories.

Putting fire into the furnace, Wei Zhong began to refine the weapon.

After refining for several months, all the spiritual materials in front of Wei Zhong were consumed, and replaced by two magic swords and a small shield.

The magic swords are all of the lower grade sixth level, and the last small shield is of the rare middle grade sixth level.

It was made by Wei Zhong from the rotten body of the sea dragon wood, which was condensed and refined.

Because it is irrigated with dragon blood, this small shield also contains dragon power.

As long as the immortal spirit of the cultivator is stimulated, it can affect the cultivator's soul to a certain extent, causing it to suffer from the pressure of spiritual consciousness, which will further affect the performance of the method.

In addition, there is a large-scale protective spiritual magic inside the small shield. After being activated, it can build a dense forest of hundreds of feet to block large-scale spiritual magic attacks.

Looking at the magic weapon he had refined, Wei Zhong was very satisfied:

"I am becoming more and more proficient in making ordinary magic tools."

Before this, Wei Zhong only had a good level of proficiency in refining magic weapons such as spirit beads, but he was slightly lacking in common magic weapons such as magic swords, magic shields, and magic robes.

However, as his proficiency in refining instruments gradually improved, he became very skilled in refining these instruments. He could easily refine a mid-level sixth-grade instrument, and rarely failed to refine a low-level sixth-grade instrument.

After completing the practice, Wei Zhong took out the incomplete Shuangyao Spirit Drum.

There are faint cracks on the drum surfaces on both sides, which were caused by Wei Zhong's experiments in repairing this object.

"Since the temporary repair, this magic weapon has not been used once."

He shook his head slightly, without feeling any regret for the piece of spiritual iron on it, and peeled it off.

The black ball is also separated in the same way.

From then on, the pair of Yaoling drums returned to their wooden shaft shape again.

Wei Zhong took out the Silk Cloud Light Iron that he had bought at the Xuan Xiao Sect auction at a high price.

The spiritual iron is snow-white and has a fine texture. If you look closely, you can find fine silk-like lines on it.

This piece of magical iron is just as its name suggests, somewhat similar to silk, as if it was woven by nature.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Wei Zhong threw it into the furnace, probed his spiritual consciousness into the fire, and controlled the red spiritual fire to burn it continuously.

Unlike the previous golden flame, under the coverage of the powerful flame formed by the "Five Elements Fixed Truth Technique", the Silk Cloud Light Iron quickly softened and then gradually turned into liquid.

While controlling the flame in the furnace, Wei Zhong distracted himself and made a series of seals with his hands that flew into the furnace and were imprinted on the liquid silk cloud light iron.

The latter wrapped up these seals, and gradually green spiritual patterns appeared on the outside.

A few days later, a completely different piece of spiritual iron came out.

The spiritual iron is blue and white in color, like a colorful painting printed on white rice paper.

Wei Zhong gently stroked it with his fingers, and the green spiritual patterns on it responded to the spiritual power and emitted bursts of spiritual light.

Press hard and the surface of the spirit iron will be slightly dented.

"Not bad!"

After the preliminary processing of the spiritual iron was completed, Wei Zhong divided it and then put it back into the furnace for burning and forging to make the drum head and the small rope connecting the black ball.

Around a month later, a brand new Double-Star Spirit Drum appeared in Wei Zhong's hand.

Without mobilizing any spiritual power, he shook the drum slightly, and the two black balls hit the bluish-white drum surface, making a thudding sound.

It is not much different from ordinary children's toys, but only Wei Zhong knows how big a difference it makes when using this thing with real spiritual energy.

After being blessed by the Silk Cloud Light Iron, this Double Star Spirit Drum has completely returned to the seventh level.

Although it is the most common spiritless magic weapon among the seventh-level, it is still a seventh-level one, and its power is much stronger than that of the sixth-level one.

The text on the panel flickered slightly:
[Sixth-level Art of Alchemy - Master (31%)]

Thanks to the repair of this spirit drum, Wei Zhong's proficiency in refining equipment increased significantly, by 5%.

Of course, repairing a seventh-tier magic weapon is not the same as refining a seventh-tier magic weapon, because the weapon refining technique has not leapt to the seventh-tier level.

"Now that I have this treasure, I must experiment with it."

Wei Zhong raised his head and looked outside the cave, where several evil dragons were hovering in the sky.

The Golden Flame Dragon led his tribe to patrol the territory here, while the Cloud Mirage Dragon also spread clouds and mist while searching for omissions in the surroundings.

"These demon dragons are only at the middle stage of the sixth order at best, I'm afraid they can't withstand the blow of this spirit drum!

"Even the Stone Armor Dragon, which is the best at defense, can't withstand it."

I have finally obtained a spiritual pet, but I cannot just kill it.

Just when Wei Zhong had nothing to test his magic weapon.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose from a distance, gradually gathering to form a tornado that spanned the sky.

Wei Zhong could clearly sense the aura of a dragon monster through his spiritual sense.

He flew out of the cave, and the demon dragons all around came to greet him:
"Owner!"

"..."

Wei Zhong waved his hand, pointed at the hurricane ahead, and instructed Biyuanlong:

"Go and find out where that evil dragon came from. It's blowing such a strong wind and it's coming towards us. Is it trying to destroy my spiritual land?"

Biyuanlong took the order and left, returning a moment later with a slightly panicked look on his face.

“Master, that demon dragon is a monster that came from Qiushuiwu in the west.

"It is very powerful, and is an extremely rare sixth-order late-stage Sky-Splitting Dragon."

Wei Zhong looked at the hurricane in the sky ahead and murmured:

"Sky-Splitting Dragon, I think it's Wind-Splitting Dragon. Seeing your miserable state, the other party is unwilling to retreat?"

Biyuan nodded:
"That's right. The other party intends to allocate the surrounding hundreds of miles to its territory and accept us as subordinates."

Wei Zhong chuckled twice:

"You are quite arrogant. Let me weigh this dragon's weight."

With a pinch of his right hand, the seventh-level double-shining spirit drum appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Let's go and have a look!"

With their feet on Biyuan's head, the man and the dragon headed towards the hurricane.

Ten miles away from the hurricane, Wei Zhong discovered that this hurricane was not an ordinary storm, but one that absorbed all the spiritual energy from the surrounding area and stirred it into the eye of the storm, just like a large spirit gathering array.

"That demon dragon, show yourself!"

Wrapped in immortal power, thunder roared from Wei Zhong's mouth, and the sound, carrying the spiritual power, was transmitted all the way into the hurricane.

Hearing the shouts, the wind gradually thinned out, revealing a green-winged demon dragon hovering in it.

At first glance, it does not look much different from an ordinary demon dragon, except that there are spiritual patterns attached to its wings. They rise and fall with the storm, making it look extremely agile, as if they are the source of control of the hurricane spiritual technique.

In addition, the opponent has a pair of dragon claws, which are thinner and sharper than those of other demon dragons.

Seeing the cold light on it, Wei Zhong really felt that this dragon claw had the effect of cutting through space.

If it falls on your body, you will probably be crippled if not killed.

The demon dragon turned around and saw Bi Yuan coming back, and then saw Wei Zhong standing on its head. There was a moment of doubt in its eyes, but it turned into understanding in an instant:
“I was wondering why you, the demon dragon, were unwilling to surrender. It turns out that you have recognized the human race as your master.

"The human race is weak, and even their methods are learned from our demon race. What's the point of recognizing such a master?" The other party obviously regarded Wei Zhong as an indigenous human who practiced totem methods in this demon world.

"But you humans are interesting. You actually made me feel a little threatened. It's not easy to imitate the methods of my demon race and reach this level.

"I will give you a chance. Submit to me and I will spare your life. I will also give your people the opportunity to live in my territory."

Wei Zhong burst out laughing:
"You are an interesting flying reptile. You are the one who trespassed into my territory, but you act as if I am taking advantage of you."

He clenched the spirit drum in his hand:
"Stop talking nonsense and leave this place. I will spare your life. If you refuse, don't blame me for killing you."

Although Wei Zhong really wanted to have a late-stage demon dragon to guard the spiritual land.

However, Wei Zhong would not be able to capture such a high-level demon dragon without any injury or with only minor injuries if his cultivation had not reached the He Dao level.

Wei Zhong felt that the huge amount of life lost during this period was not worth it.

It would be better to just kill it directly and refine its essence in the future to use as nourishment for the promotion of your demon pet.

"You are quite arrogant. Since you, a human, are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying this, his figure disappeared, a hurricane blew, and a sound of breaking through the air exploded in Wei Zhong's ears, lifting up a few strands of black hair.

Wei Zhong was not moved at all, but Bi Yuan under him was frightened, and a human-like panic appeared on his dragon face.

Wei Zhong frowned and stomped his right foot:
"What are you panicking about? It's useless."

The other party then put away his frightened look and maintained his posture.

Wei Zhong raised his head and looked forward at the expanding hurricane, his expression becoming slightly more serious.

He reached out and took out the sixth-grade medium-quality wooden shield he had refined.

The attack just now was just a test. The wind blade was very fast, so fast that even Bi Yuan almost didn't have time to counterattack.

"Sure enough, the name of this demon dragon is somewhat true."

A green wooden shield floated in front of Wei Zhong, and the fairy spirit was injected into it, and it continued to grow like a tree.

There were also branches growing from the upper and lower ends of the shield, which were bent to form simple handles. Wei Zhong reached out and held them in his palm and nodded slightly.

At this moment, the sound of breaking air was heard again, and wind blades swept towards Wei Zhong.

Bi Yuan quickly spit out water bombs to intercept most of them, and the rest were all blocked by the wooden shield in Wei Zhong's hand.

Taking advantage of the gap, Wei Zhong looked at the expanding hurricane in front of him and muttered:

"What is this demon dragon doing?"

These small wind blades were painless and could not pose any threat to Wei Zhong at all.

"Could it be that he is nurturing spiritual power?"

With a sigh, Wei Zhong raised the double-shining spirit drum in his right hand.

Immortal power was injected into it, and the green spiritual patterns on the drum suddenly lit up.

Wei Zhong turned his palm, and the black ball rotated along with the iron rope and immediately hit the bluish-white drum surface.

“Dong dong~~~”

It was not like thunder, but rather a low, muffled sound. This sound lasted only a moment.

A vacuum channel spanning dozens of miles appeared in front of Wei Zhong.

It started from the spirit drum in Wei Zhong's hand and continued to extend towards the hurricane not far away.

In an instant, it hit the evil dragon hidden in the hurricane.

Then came the continuous "crashing" sound.

The hurricane, which spanned more than ten miles, collapsed directly, sweeping across the surrounding mountains and forests, leaving behind deep and shallow gullies.

Only after the hurricane dissipated did the interior scene become apparent.

I saw that the majestic Sky-Splitting Dragon just now had lost most of its wings and was only able to float in the air relying on its own magic power.

He looked up at Wei Zhong, especially the spirit drum in Wei Zhong's hand, with a look of disbelief.

"how is this possible?"

The other party could not understand why this human cultivator, whose realm was lower than his, could seriously injure him with such a single blow.

Liekonglong didn't understand, but Wei Zhong was not surprised at all.

He was naturally confident in the Shuangyao Lingdrum that he had repaired with his own hands. The only thing he didn't expect was that the Sky-Splitting Dragon was so weak that it was seriously injured by just one blow.

"It seems to be just an embroidered pillow."

Holding the spirit drum, Wei Zhong planned to cast a spell again to kill it completely to prevent future troubles.

Seeing the spiritual light blooming in Wei Zhong's hand again, the Sky-Splitting Dragon became really anxious. It did not try to beg for mercy, but instead used its only wing to escape backwards.

But how could a demon dragon with half of its wings broken escape from Wei Zhong's hand?

The spiritual drum in his hand glowed with spiritual light, and in an instant, a passage spanning several miles appeared.

The speed was so fast that the demon dragon could not avoid it. It flapped its wings and a gust of wind was created.

The green lines on the wings bulged, and then shattered with a puff, and blue-red drops of blood floated out from them.

These lines turned out to be the other person's blood vessels.

The blood dripped and fell into the strong wind, which quickly transformed from illusory to solid and turned into a feather shield to block behind him.

However, the opponent's strenuous response was not enough to withstand the attack of Wei Zhongling's drum.

It only delayed for a split second, and then Sky-Splitting Dragon slid and narrowly avoided the attack from the spirit drum.

The speed was so fast that Wei Zhong's expression suddenly froze.

"Teleport?"

Wei Zhong confirmed that he was not mistaken. The other party had indeed crossed the space limit and achieved teleportation in an instant.

Although the duration was extremely short and the teleportation distance was only a few feet, it did indeed cross the space.

The demon world is a middle thousand world, and its spatial barriers are far more strict than those of the lower world.

When Wei Zhong was in the human world, he could still cut through space and come and go freely, but after arriving in the demon world, all this was false.

Not to mention traveling through space, even tearing space apart is impossible.

The same is true in the spiritual world.

But this tiny sixth-level demon dragon actually demonstrated the art of teleportation in front of Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong stared at the other person's slender claws under his body.

I was not mistaken just now, the power was released from this pair of claws.

"Good stuff. If we can refine it into a pair of claw-shaped magic weapons, it will be another killer move."

This kind of magical weapon that can transcend the limitations of space is definitely a magical trick that can overturn the situation in a battle.

Sensing the cold light in Wei Zhong's eyes, Liekonglong shuddered for no reason.

He turned around and continued to flee, but this time he didn't run far. Wei Zhong once again stimulated the power of immortal spirit to activate the spirit drum in his hand.

The third drum, the fourth drum...

The Sky-Splitting Dragon kept casting spells to teleport away, the light of its claws dimmed, and it turned around to look at Wei Zhong, despair spreading in its eyes.

"You humans, do you have endless magical powers?"

(End of this chapter)