Chapter 5,780 - Bold Ideas
Opening the bag, inside was a map, a plaque, and a dagger covered in strange runes. The map depicted an underground lair where it seemed the powerful members of the emotion-devouring demon clan resided, all living underground. Inside were a multitude of densely woven tunnels, intricately connected, with a special marking in the core area.
"So, this is the heart of the demon clan's territory. Judging by the shape, the altar I saw is located there," Dragon Dust thought upon seeing the map.
The plaque bore the mark of Ying Wudao, carrying his aura. Seeing this plaque, Dragon Dust's heart stirred, and he turned his attention to the dagger.
When he looked at the dagger, Dragon Dust's pupils contracted slightly. This dagger was an extremely ancient weapon, and when Dragon Dust probed it with his spiritual awareness, every hair on his body stood on end.
"Wow, it's actually an energy-charging artifact," Dragon Dust hadn't expected that Ying Wudao would give him such a terrifying divine weapon.
An energy-charging artifact, in essence, was a weapon with its own spatial power, capable of storing energy. Such weapons were exceedingly rare. Dragon Dust had heard about them from Guo Ran before; Guo Ran had researched them himself. However, due to immature technology and high material consumption, he had given up on the idea.
Energy-charging artifacts generally fell into two categories: those that could be continuously charged by a person and those that absorbed the energy of the heavens and the earth to charge themselves. For instance, a fire-based energy-charging artifact could have fire energy manually injected into it, using items like fire crystals and fire spirit stones to infuse power. When accumulated to a certain extent, the power released could be world-shattering.
The weapon that Ying Wudao left for Dragon Dust was a self-growing energy-charging artifact that absorbed the energy of the heavens and the earth. This kind of divine weapon had a drawback because it had its own array and absorbed the energy of the heavens and the earth; the process was extremely lengthy, often taking tens of thousands of years.
This dagger, emanating a chaotic aura, was clearly a product of the chaotic era. Dragon Dust wasn't sure if it was a treasured heirloom passed down in Ying Wudao's family.
Energy-charging artifacts also had two natures: sustainable and disposable. Because the materials for energy-charging artifacts were extremely special, sustainable ones were more common, while disposable ones were exceedingly rare.
When Dragon Dust scanned it with his spiritual awareness earlier, the reason for his hairs standing on end was that once this dagger's energy was detonated, not only he but the entire battlefield would be reduced to nothingness. No one would survive.
"It seems that Ying Wudao truly despises this demon tribe. With this weapon in hand, he can annihilate them at any time," Dragon Dust couldn't help but think.
"But what's the meaning of giving it to me? Am I really foolish enough to go down with them?" Dragon Dust couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Dragon Dust looked back at the map and noticed that the marked pattern was the silhouette of two crossing daggers.
"Could it be that this dagger is meant to destroy the entire altar and eliminate those bastards inside?" Dragon Dust was momentarily stunned, as he seemed to understand Ying Wudao's intention.
Dragon Dust suddenly remembered Ying Wudao's mention of mixed-blood individuals, and his eyes filled with resentment. It appeared that the prodigies within the altar were the strongest mixed-blood individuals among the demon clan. For Ying Wudao, these individuals were a disgrace to the Purple Blood Clan.
With this realization, Dragon Dust understood Ying Wudao's hope that he could use the dagger to destroy the altar. Otherwise, when these powerful demon clan members absorbed enough purple blood energy and broke free, they would bring massive destruction to the Purple Blood Clan.
At this moment, Dragon Dust faced a dilemma. If Ying Wudao had the opportunity, he would undoubtedly eliminate the individuals inside the altar before leaving. Dragon Dust, on the other hand, had a choice to make. Should he act like nothing happened, or should he disguise himself as Ying Wudao and infiltrate the demon clan to investigate the situation inside the altar?
If he chose to infiltrate the demon clan, Dragon Dust had to act quickly. If he arrived too late, the demon clan might have already discovered Ying Wudao's escape, and the opportunity would be lost. However, entering the demon clan's lair alone was extremely dangerous, even for someone as courageous as Dragon Dust.
"Damn it, as the saying goes, the bolder the person, the more they can achieve. Let's do it!" Dragon Dust gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
After killing dozens of demon clan strongmen, including Yan Feng and others who had exhausted themselves in battle, Dragon Dust saw that they were too weak to continue fighting. They needed to rest and recover. He escorted them back to the Luo family and handed all the Heavenly Dao Fruits over to Luo Zichuan. Afterward, Dragon Dust returned to the battlefield alone.
Upon his return to the battlefield, Dragon Dust activated the identity plaque of Ying Wudao, unleashed the power of demon blood, concealed his aura completely, and changed his appearance. After checking himself in the mirror and confirming that there were no flaws, he proceeded toward the depths of the demon clan's battleground.
Soon, he was noticed by a fierce-looking demon creature wielding a giant sword. When the demon creature saw Dragon Dust, he shouted sternly, "How dare you appear on the battlefield? Get out of here!"
Apparently, members of the Purple Wing Clan were not allowed to leave the demon clan's lair, which was a consensus among all demon clan strongmen.
"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because a few women are supporting you with their favor. What kind of creature are you? Don't you know your place?" the demon creature roared.
"A few women?" Dragon Dust had a strange expression on his face. It seemed that Ying Wudao had a tough time over the years, even resorting to using his appearance.
"Those women who favor you are all in seclusion right now. There's no one to protect you at the moment. If you don't want to die, hurry back," the demon creature said coldly.
Dragon Dust remained silent. He had just gained another useful piece of information: Ying Wudao's favored women were in seclusion, likely absorbing energy at the altar.
Seeing Dragon Dust walk away dejectedly, the demon creature looked at him with disdain but didn't continue to harass him.
Dragon Dust was very clever. He had used teleportation to appear in the demon creature's area, and that area was in the direction of the demon clan's lair. So, it appeared as if Dragon Dust had come out of the demon clan's lair, and the demon creature had blocked his path.
As Dragon Dust continued on his way, the demon creatures in the vicinity started to shout, and several divine thoughts swept over him. Dragon Dust felt a bit nervous, so he lowered his head and headed straight for the demon clan's lair. Soon, a heavily injured group of demon clan warriors appeared, and Dragon Dust's heart stirred. He headed directly toward this group.
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