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The young man from earlier appeared before Long Xiao Wu, striking down with a palm infused with an inexplicable force, aiming to severely injure Long Xiao Wu. However, with a loud roar, Long Xiao Wu countered with a similar palm strike, sending the young man staggering back, blood spilling from his mouth, his eyes filled with confusion and uncertainty.
"Yun Yi, although you are a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator with more than ten times the True Qi of an Ordinary Cultivator, he is of the dragon lineage and inherently stronger than humans. Therefore, capturing him will be difficult; otherwise, your father wouldn't have gone to such lengths to set this trap. Moreover, his bloodline is that of the Golden Dragon. It is said that the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon has only appeared once in history and is known as the Ancestor of All Beasts. If you can inherit his bloodline and combine it with the extraordinary Dragon Pearl, you will become an unparalleled genius, your cultivation increasing a hundredfold or even more. At that point, you would be invincible among your peers and recognized as the strongest of your generation," Shi Qiankun said, trying to comfort Shiyun Yi upon seeing him struggle against Long Xiao Wu. He feared for Shiyun Yi's resolve and was astonished at how difficult Long Xiao Wu was to deal with. After all, the Nascent Soul Stage was a significant threshold; even a newly ascended Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could easily defeat a hundred Divine Transformation Stage cultivators.
In the past, the Grand Elder of Myriad Spirit Sect, known as Demon Hunter Supreme, had just entered the Nascent Soul Stage and could kill Divine Transformation Stage experts as easily as plucking fruit from a tree. Yet now, the top genius of Dragon Seeking Gate struggled against Long Xiao Wu, who was merely one rank lower. This was disheartening.
Shiyun Yi was not one to despair easily. Upon hearing Shi Qiankun's words, he steadied his mind. He knew that if he could hunt down this True Dragon, he would rise to prominence and become the strongest among his peers. Sometimes strength did not come solely from hard work; opportunities and seizing chances were also paths to becoming stronger.
Long Xiao Wu scoffed at this: "Even if you kill me, he won't survive either. Invincible among his peers? That's laughable. Compared to Zhao Yang, he is ultimately nothing."
"Zhao Yang? You bring up a dead man as an example; that's truly ridiculous. The wood that stands out will be cut down; he attracted the full wrath of Zhongzhou Royal Family and was exterminated. I admit he was a genius, but so what? Hearing is deceiving; seeing is believing—he is dead! During the Demon War, you Long Xiao Wu had quite a reputation too, but compared to our elders, you are merely an ant. Killing you would take no more than a finger," Shi Qiankun sneered.
"Why don't you try using just one finger to kill me?" Long Xiao Wu retorted angrily and threw a punch at Shi Qiankun. Shi Qiankun remained unmoved; a circular disk rose before him, forming two opposing forces—one black and one white—that completely blocked Long Xiao Wu's dragon energy.
"Overestimating yourself!" Shi Qiankun pointed outwards; a beam of white light shot forth. Long Xiao Wu had no time to evade and was pierced through by the light, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth while he stood tall.
"Is that all you've got?" Long Xiao Wu glared at Shi Qiankun defiantly.
As he spoke, Long Xiao Wu suspended the Nine Golden Orbs necklace above his head, creating a layer of water mist around him before sitting down cross-legged and closing his eyes to heal.
"Set up the formation!" The High Priest commanded as the other priests surrounded the altar, encircling Long Xiao Wu. They understood that he had already set up defensive formations and thus did not rush. "First, we will refine his soul before taking his dragon body and inner core!"
Long Xiao Wu calmed himself; he had made a decision. At this moment, there was only one way to save himself: to become a Nascent Soul Stage master. When that time came, he would manifest his dragon form—the Dragon Soul would spiral in the Nine Heavens, creating immense pressure that might attract someone’s attention for rescue; otherwise, he would face certain death.
Over the years, Long Xiao Wu had endured considerable suffering and life-threatening situations. Zhao Yang had once told him that the more perilous the situation, the calmer one must remain; otherwise, death would come swiftly. He did not plead for mercy, nor did he lose control; like a seasoned veteran, he viewed life and death with indifference—something most young people lacked.
The inner elixir within him swirled above the Qi Sea. Their dragon clan always focused on cultivating the inner elixir, and when it was sufficient to evolve into a dragon pearl, he could roam freely through heaven and earth. At present, a golden orb slowly rotated, its surface adorned with ancient runes, its patterns unique, faint divine light emanating from it, exceptionally beautiful.
Long Xiao Wu exerted his utmost effort to guide the dragon energy toward the inner elixir, refining and nourishing it. In truth, he had been suppressing his cultivation level for fear that advancing too quickly in human form would lead to instability in his realm. If he were to sustain serious injuries, it could easily result in regression. Now, in order to survive, he accelerated the operation of his dragon energy and hastened the evolution of his inner elixir.
Outside the Light Barrier, six priests formed a hexagram as they chanted incessantly. Long Xiao Wu felt an impulse as if a soul was being summoned. He knew time was running out; they had come prepared and were undoubtedly well-acquainted with him and had planned everything meticulously. Although he was a peak expert at the Divine Transformation Stage, he still had one step to reach perfection. Normally, it would take him another month to become a Nascent Soul Expert. Breaking through within a few hours was not impossible but could severely deplete his vitality. Even if someone came to rescue him then, he might not have the strength to stand.
Determined, Long Xiao Wu clasped his hands together and made a peculiar gesture. The Golden Dragon coiled around his fingertips as he silently chanted: "Long Xiao Wu's Third Seal, Release!"
A dragon's roar echoed through the Nine Heavens as a dragon shadow spiraled high above. The clouds parted, and as the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon opened and closed its eyes, heaven and earth trembled. Hundreds of cultivators at the Dragon Seeking Gate were instantly swept into pulp by the dragon's tail.
"Things have gone awry!" Shi Qiankun exclaimed angrily. His original plan was to slay the dragon for its pill, but the High Priest had warned that extracting the Dragon Pill that way might fail and would not evolve into a perfect dragon pearl. Thus, they trapped Long Xiao Wu to seize his soul and extract the Dragon Pill to implant into Shiyun Yi's body for cultivation, creating a dragon among men.
Now Long Xiao Wu had unexpectedly broken through from the Divine Transformation Stage to enter the Nascent Soul Stage; his Dragon Soul appeared above the Nine Heavens.
The High Priest's eyes glowed with an eerie light as it surged toward the Dragon Soul in the sky. The Dragon Soul let out an angry roar and charged at Shi Qiankun and the High Priest but was unexpectedly captivated by the High Priest's strange gaze. Long Xiao Wu dared not act recklessly; he struck at the High Priest with his dragon claws. The High Priest sidestepped lightly, extending his palm from his wide sleeves like a mountain, seizing the tail of the Dragon Soul and throwing it toward a ravine.
In the formation, Long Xiao Wu's expression twisted in pain as blood trickled from his mouth. The Dragon Soul was his essence; if it perished, so would he. He had thought that the Dragon Soul could contend with Shi Qiankun and the High Priest but did not anticipate their formidable cultivation levels. He recalled that during the great escape from Myriad Spirit Sect, they seemed to be experts at Nascent Soul Stage; however, their current strength was unfathomable—even surpassing that of a dragon's soul.
Shi Qiankun made another strange gesture; suddenly, a Binding Dragon Chain in the center of the altar radiated brilliant light and coiled around the Dragon Soul in midair. Long Xiao Wu hesitated no longer; risking injury to his tail, he fled from there. His massive body could not avoid being struck.
A mournful dragon's roar resounded as Long Xiao Wu exerted all his strength to escape.
"Don't let him escape!"
Shiyun Yi stood in front of Dragon Soul, his Soul-Seeking Pan transforming into a massive shroud that covered Dragon Soul. However, Dragon Soul ignored him completely, its dragon whiskers swaying as it struck Shiyun Yi down to the ground. In a panic, Shiyun Yi fled, and just before Dragon Soul vanished, it cast a glance at the physical body within the formation before disappearing in an instant. In this world, there was likely no one capable of chasing after a dragon's soul, not even those from the Tribulation Period.
Meanwhile, over a hundred miles away, Zhao Yang, who had been sleeping peacefully, suddenly awoke. His Dao Yun was slowly radiating but abruptly stopped. The neighboring Song Baliang was also startled awake and asked, "Junior Brother, what happened?"
"Is Xiao Wu dying?!" Zhao Yang exclaimed in shock. He felt a deep bond with Long Xiao Wu, having once left a trace of his True Qi within Long Xiao Wu's body while he was asleep. This was something he had tried after reading about a method for locating someone during his studies at Myriad Spirit Sect. He had forgotten about it over time, but now he felt a sudden alarm as the True Qi he left behind surged away from Long Xiao Wu's body, which he sensed clearly.
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