Parrot Bites Tongue

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters.
Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia?
The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms...
Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening.
Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

The Lord who use immortals as food

It was like a deflated ball, the high-pressure mercury vapor turning into a powerless moan, mercury liquid seeping out from the slit pierced by the Jade Tiger, the first to be scorched was Yu Sicheng's own back.


But now he was completely immobile, the price for the [Mercury Floating Raft] piercing his Dantian was complete integration with it, making it difficult for even True Qi to operate independently. When [Mercury Floating Raft] erupted, the body could synchronize and resonate with it without any delay, enjoying the benefits it brought. However, once it "died," the entire body felt like it was fixed to a corpse.


Pei Ye now understood that the bones of this Jiao Gold were not mechanical aids like wooden limbs, but were truly cast into a person's body in a "living" state, piercing the Dantian, entwining the flesh, and truly becoming a part of the human body.


Chapter 217: Rather Break Bones and Spill Blood, Than Return This Flower (Part Three)