txolops Chapter 124 The Dragon's Might
Chapter 124 The Dragon's Might
Faced with Shui Ling's relentless killing intent, Tai Bai was at a loss for how to break free.
His magical power surged, but he could only channel it into his physical body, preparing to withstand the impending fatal blow.
Just as the body of Ao Guang, transformed from the Water Spirit, approached him several feet away with the chilling power of the dragon claws, a sudden change occurred.
"boom!"
From the deepest part of the East China Sea, an ancient pressure swept up without warning.
The sea stopped churning, the giant waves froze in mid-air, and even time seemed to have been forcibly frozen at this moment.
Taibai felt a soft "crack" deep within his soul, and the seal shattered in response.
He lightly touched the air with his toes and retreated a hundred feet. At the same time, he waved his sleeves, and various protective magic treasures bloomed, wrapping him up completely.
However, what shocked him even more was the oppressive aura itself.
This oppressive aura is extremely ancient, perhaps dating back to the same era as the Five Elements Ancestor.
"Ugh!"
On the other side, Shui Ling let out a painful groan.
The veins on her forehead bulged, and fine beads of cold sweat instantly soaked through her temples.
The body of Ao Guang, formed by illusion magic, trembled at this moment, with the illusory images of dragon scales flickering uncertainly, as if it would disintegrate at any moment.
The next moment, a dragon's roar sounded, and the water spirit began to disintegrate inch by inch under the pressure of the dragon's might.
"No...you madman! To seize my power and scatter your remaining spirit, is it worth it? Do you want to be utterly reduced to nothingness, never to be reborn?"
Shui Ling's face was contorted under the dragon's might, and she let out a shriek filled with pain.
Her body began to disintegrate from her fingertips, turning into countless shimmering, pale blue specks of light.
A moment later, all the strange phenomena subsided, leaving only a deep blue water droplet.
Standing atop the clouds, the formidable enemy with whom he had just fought to the death vanished into thin air.
All these twists and turns came too quickly, even giving off a sense of absurdity, like a promising start ending in a fizzle.
Just as his mind wavered, filled with doubt and uncertainty, a domineering voice resounded directly in his divine sense:
"Young friend, I have a deep connection with your mount. Now, I am about to depart and return to chaos, and I have only one thing to entrust to you."
Could you please pass on this method of cultivation to him, young friend?
As soon as he finished speaking, Taibai felt a slight sinking in his sea of consciousness, and the "Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon" appeared directly in his divine sense.
"Senior, are you the Ancestral Dragon? Has that Water Spirit truly perished and vanished? Are there any similar beings in the South, West, and North Seas?"
"She did not die or perish; I merely took away her control over the East Sea."
This sea is no longer under her control, but the price is that I will disappear from the world forever.
As for the other three seas, I have never heard of any such creatures still existing in the world.
As those last words faded, Zulong's consciousness vanished completely.
At this moment, the East Sea has completely returned to calm, and the five elements have returned to balance, as if all the turmoil had never happened.
Taibai had no idea that his trip to resolve the strange occurrences in the sea would lead to this series of events.
The most important thing right now is to resolve the feud between Xiao Hei and Ao Guang.
If this matter is not resolved soon, Xiao Hei may fall back into his inner demons and descend into evil ways.
Thinking of this, Taibai followed the primordial spirit imprint in Xiaohei's divine sense and fled towards its location.
He unleashed his full power with the Golden Light Leap Technique, his figure moving like lightning, determined to find Xiao Hei before Ao Guang could.
If Ao Guang gets there first, Xiao Hei will surely be killed.
In a short while, Venus had already flown to the shore of the East China Sea.
However, from the northeast, another figure, also exuding a chilling killing intent, was flying rapidly towards Xiao Hei's location.
"Ao Guang!"
Taibai's gaze sharpened, and he once again channeled his magic power, increasing his speed by another three points.
Fortunately, Taibai was closer to Xiaohei.
As the golden light settled, he stood in front of the thin figure, protecting Xiao Hei behind him.
Almost simultaneously, a dragon's roar suddenly rose in the eastern sky, and a green shadow broke through the air, the swirling gale tearing through the clouds.
He showed no sign of slowing down, his dragon eyes fixed on Taibai's back, his killing intent aimed directly at Xiao Hei.
"Fellow Daoist Ao Guang, wait! Little Dragon Girl did not die at the hands of Xiao Hei; I have evidence!"
However, Ao Guang seemed not to hear, his magical power surging, and his speed increased by another three points.
That resolute stance clearly indicated that he wouldn't listen to any arguments and only wanted to kill with one blow.
"The Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon, using blood as a catalyst, reverses the primordial state..."
The initial recitation of the mantra had a peculiar tone; it occurred the instant the first paragraph was finished.
The azure dragon shadow, which had rushed to within a zhang of Taibai, abruptly stopped.
Taibai's back was also covered in cold sweat. If he had been even a fraction slower, Xiao Hei would have been completely annihilated by now.
Ao Guang hovered in mid-air, with a dragon-shaped phantom slowly coiling behind him.
He stared intently at Taibai, his shock and anger overshadowing any pure killing intent.
As a legitimate member of the dragon race, how could he not recognize this truth?
This is the supreme secret technique of the Dragon Clan, "The Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon".
He cultivated diligently for thousands of years, but only because of the limitations of his bloodline could he barely step into the threshold of the first transformation.
Even so, it was enough for him to sit in the East China Sea and command respect from all sides.
These secret techniques are not passed down by the Dragon Clan. How did this Taoist priest know them?
"How...how do you know the supreme secret technique of my Dragon Clan? You had better give me an explanation today, or I will fight you to the death!"
Ao Guang's voice was deep, and the murderous intent he had previously directed at Xiao Hei had now been completely turned towards Tai Bai.
The icy coldness in his eyes clearly indicated that if the situation could not be explained, Taibai would also become his target to be eliminated.
"Fellow Daoist, please calm down. The truth will be clear at a glance."
With that, he flipped his hand, and a jade stone appeared in his palm.
However, the jade was covered with cracks, and its spiritual light was dim and uncertain, clearly indicating that it had been damaged before.
Taibai said no more, and with a touch of spiritual light from his fingertip, he infused the image stone.
With a soft hum, fragmented light and shadow were projected between the two.
The video was intermittent, and the sound was sometimes there and sometimes not, making it unclear and fragmented.
But those fleeting glimpses were enough to piece together the key information.
The overwhelming murderous aura surrounding Ao Guang gradually subsided as the screen flickered.
"So what? Where did you get this 'Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon'?"
The scene just now seemed unrelated to "The Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon," and had you already killed that water spirit?
"Fellow Daoist, that Water Spirit is very troublesome. In fact, I did not kill the Water Spirit."
Instead, he was banished by the First Dragon, and the "Nine Transformations of the First Dragon" was taught to him by the First Dragon.
"It was he who instructed me to pass this technique on to Xiao Hei; you should be able to tell, fellow Daoist."
This little black creature is formed from a scale of the Ancestral Dragon and possesses the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon. Therefore, please do not make things difficult for it in the future.
As Taibai finished speaking, the last trace of killing intent around Ao Guang dissipated, leaving only a heavy sigh.
In fact, he had sensed the familiar aura of the ancestral dragon within Xiao Hei's body from their very first meeting.
The pain of losing his daughter burned like a raging fire, even though he knew of his deep connection with the First Emperor.
But that was not the true form of the Ancestral Dragon, so how could it withstand the blood feud in one's heart?