Elven cultivators

Chapter 77 Star Luo Sword Scripture (8th update, please subscribe)

As dusk settled, the Silvermoon Forest was enveloped in a sky a tapestry of indigo and golden red.

When Anton returned to the treehouse, the fireflies of the Eternal Tree had already lit up one by one, like an inverted galaxy swaying gently in the night breeze.

Without delay, he went straight to the backyard of the treehouse.

The yard wasn't small, but when Anton took the Rockhorn Dragon's corpse out of his dimensional bag, its enormous body still almost took up the entire open space.

The grayish-brown rocky armor gleamed with a cold, eerie light under the fluorescent glow, and the giant spiral horn on its forehead still retained a faint, earthy-yellow glow even after death, like embers that had not yet been completely extinguished.

Anton took a deep breath to calm himself and sat down cross-legged in front of the Rockhorn Dragon's corpse.

The crafting of the Soul Devouring Sword Pill is completely different from that of ordinary magical artifacts.

It does not need any tools, but uses the body as a furnace, the will as fire, and the spirit as a hammer to fuse the sword cultivator's will with the spirit beast's essence and flesh into one.

Anton closed his eyes and concentrated, his breathing gradually becoming long and shallow.

Deep within the Tanzhong acupoint, a long-cultivated sword aura floats silently, pure white and almost invisible, yet exuding a chilling sharpness.

This is a sword seed that he has nurtured day and night with his true essence and continuously infused with his sword intent over the years.

Today is the day it emerges from its cocoon and transforms into a butterfly.

Anton took a deep breath, opened his mouth and exhaled sword energy, which went straight into the body of the rock horned dragon. He then began to circulate his secret technique.

The Rockhorn Dragon's corpse suddenly trembled violently.

It felt as if something was frantically moving between its flesh, bones, and scales.

Fine cracks began to spread from the center of the forehead, extending outwards along the lines of the nail layer, like a dried-up riverbed meandering across the land.

The cracks multiplied and became denser, eventually covering the entire body of the Rockhorn Dragon.

The next instant, the Rockhorn Dragon's massive body shattered with a deafening roar, and a torrent of vital essence erupted, shooting into the sky like a volcanic eruption, transforming into a thick, crimson mist in the air.

The blood mist churned and surged, as if life was struggling and roaring within it.

That was the remnant soul and will of the Rockhorn Dragon, forcibly extracted and merged into the blood mist using the secret techniques of the Soul Devouring Path.

In the very center of the blood mist, a pure white sword light stood motionless like a pillar stabilizing the sea.

The crimson blood mist from all around converged towards the sword light, rushing to enter the pure white sword light like rivers flowing into the sea.

The pure white of the sword light gradually seeped into a hint of scarlet.

At the same time, it begins to shrink and deform.

When the last wisp of blood mist was completely swallowed up, the sword light had shrunk into a pill the size of a fist, quietly floating in mid-air.

The pill was dark red all over, with fine lines flowing across its surface, crisscrossing like blood vessels.

A pure white sword light could be faintly seen moving inside, like a dragon churning in a sea of ​​blood, emitting a deep roar.

Anton opened his mouth again and inhaled forcefully. The sword pellet transformed into a dark red stream of light, entered his mouth, and slid down his throat into his dantian.

The moment the sword pellet landed in the dantian, the true essence seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, rushing towards the sword pellet and enveloping it layer by layer.

Anton closed his eyes and looked inward, and he could see the sword pellet greedily devouring the true essence.

With each ounce of true essence it absorbed, the sword pellet grew stronger, the golden patterns flowing on its surface brightened, and its connection with his soul became closer.

This is the ritual.

This process is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

It can take anywhere from ten months to several years, and requires constant nourishment with true essence.

However, once the sword pellet is successfully refined, it will be connected to his heart and blood, and can fly to him with a simple move, even if it is several miles away.

It can also use sword pellets to escape, which is much faster than flying boats.

"After a period of refinement, the sword pellet will be truly complete."

Anton opened his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"Next, all that's missing is the flying sword technique."

Anton had already decided which flying sword technique he would practice.

The Great Dao Jade Slip contains tens of thousands of flying sword techniques, encompassing everything.

However, considering that his Primordial True Essence contains the Five Elements, the flying sword technique he cultivates must naturally have similar characteristics and cannot be limited to a single attribute.

This alone eliminates more than 90% of flying sword techniques.

Secondly, it must be the most top-tier cultivation technique.

After the final selection, the number of flying sword techniques that stood out was very limited.

Without much hesitation, Anton quickly chose the one that suited his taste best.

The Star Luo Sword Scripture!

This sword manual is said to have been comprehended by an ancient sword immortal who observed the movement of the Milky Way. It compares sword light to stars, uses divine consciousness as a guide and sword intent as a core, so that one sword can generate ten thousand swords and ten thousand swords can return to one sword, with stars scattered like chess pieces and sword light like weaving.

Its core technique, "Separation and Combination of Light," is an ultimate killing skill.

When facing an enemy, it can split the sword light to injure people, making it extremely powerful.

The deeper one's understanding of the sword manual and the higher one's cultivation level, the more sword light one can generate.

When cultivated to its highest level, it can even generate billions of sword lights, covering the sky like stars, leaving enemies with no way to avoid them.

"Since the sword pellet needs time to be refined, I'll use this time to study the Star Luo Sword Scripture."

Anton smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend the sword manual.

At the same time, in the dantian, the sword pellet continued to devour true essence.

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Time always flies when you're immersed in cultivation.

Now that Anton is no longer busy with heavy logistical matters, he has more time to devote to cultivation.

The two-pronged approach of refining the sword pill and comprehending the sword scripture is progressing steadily.

However, something soon broke his seclusion.

The Second Elder, who had been away for a long time, finally returned.

Almost two years have passed since the Second Elder volunteered to leave the Eldron Plains to gather information in other dragon cities.

Upon learning the news, Anton immediately rushed to the Hall of Eternal Reign.

When they arrived there, they found that all the clan's high-ranking members had indeed gathered.

Even Roman and Eleanor were there.

As Anton stepped into the hall, his gaze immediately fell on the Second Elder.

After a long absence, the Second Elder's appearance remained largely unchanged, but his expression betrayed a weariness that was difficult to conceal, making him look somewhat weathered.

Upon seeing Anton's arrival, the Second Elder smiled and nodded slightly to Anton.

He had already learned about the hunting of the Rockhorn Dragon from the Third Elder and was deeply impressed by Anton's performance in this matter.

Anton is still the same Anton, always bringing surprises.

After Anton took his seat, everyone turned their gaze to the Second Elder.

The fact that the latter went out to investigate was no secret among the clan's high-ranking members.

Since it concerned the future of the clan, they were all eager to know the results of the Second Elder's investigation.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, the Second Elder didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"In the past two years, I have visited a total of twenty-five Dragon Cities."

"Among the eighteen dragon cities, locals have personally witnessed the guardian dragons leaving the city, and all of them were heading towards the center of the continent where the Dragon Court is located."

"There are still seven dragon cities left. Although no one has personally witnessed the presence of the guardian dragons, I have investigated privately for a long time and found some clues."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious.

"Based on the clues, it is highly likely that the guardian dragons of the seven dragon cities have also quietly left the dragon cities."

After he finished speaking, the hall fell into a long silence.

The Grand Elder closed his eyes, seemingly processing this astonishing news.

The Third Elder's brows were furrowed in a deep frown.

The others looked at each other, their expressions grave.

All the dragons guarding the twenty-five dragon cities have left.

This is undoubtedly a very unusual phenomenon.

The departure of one or two dragons could be attributed to coincidence, but the departure of all the guardian dragons of twenty-five dragon cities... this is definitely not something that can be explained by coincidence alone.

Something extremely serious must have happened in the Dragon Court, so much so that all the dragons unanimously left their garrison and hurriedly returned to the Dragon Court.

After a long while, the Grand Elder finally opened his eyes, looked around, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that something has definitely happened in the Dragon Court. We must prepare for the worst."

Everyone present nodded.

They all knew very well that, given the Dragon Clan's current status, if something were to happen to the Dragon Court, it could very likely plunge the entire continent into turmoil.

This is not unfounded worry.

Similar things have happened before during the nearly 10,000 years of dragon rule.

If preparations are not made early, the clan may face dire consequences when the turmoil truly arrives.

"The Grand Elder is right, we should prepare early."

The Third Elder immediately echoed, his gaze sweeping over the worried faces of the crowd.

"However, there's no need to worry too much. Now that the clan has eliminated all its external enemies, Kresol Dragon City is probably overwhelmed with problems and won't be paying attention to us. This is a good opportunity for us to grow stronger."

"As long as the clan is strong, we will have enough strength to deal with whatever happens in the future."

The Third Elder's words eased the tension in many people's expressions.

Many people instinctively looked at Anton.

Everyone knows the benefits of a strong and prosperous clan.

But achieving this goal is not easy.

Fortunately, the Silvermoon Clan has one major advantage over other forces—Anton!

In just a few decades, under Anton's influence, the Silver Moon Clan's strength more than doubled.

It was because of Anton's existence that they had high hopes for the future of the clan.

This led to a deeper agreement with the Third Elder's words.

"Since everyone is here, let's brainstorm and think of ways to improve the clan's strength," the Third Elder suggested.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked thoughtful.

After a moment, Cedric spoke first: "I think the most important thing right now is to increase the population size."

He considered his words carefully before continuing:

"The clan's total population is now just two thousand, which is far too small."

"To protect themselves from future turmoil and even seize opportunities to expand their clan, they must have a sufficient population base."

Everyone nodded subconsciously, but soon someone raised a question.

"That's true, but the clan's birth rate is what it is, and it's impossible to increase the population rapidly in a short period of time."

The elves are notorious for their low birth rate throughout the entire continent of Dawn.

They're only slightly better than the dragons.

Compared to races like humans, sea creatures, and orcs, they are far inferior.

Cedric had clearly anticipated this problem, and without hesitation replied, "We can absorb other elven races."