Chapter 1064: Falling into the Fire Sea
In terms of spiritual power, just like physical strength, humans are far inferior to dragons. It is easy to defeat a profound practitioner with spiritual power, but to defeat a true dragon is nearly impossible.
However, as the sovereign of all dragons originating from the ancient divine era, the shock its dragon soul inflicts upon a dragon far exceeds that upon humans!
At the moment the dragon soul exploded and the roar shook the heavens, all remaining light in the ancient horned dragon's pupils instantly scattered, turning into a patch of scarlet. Its bloodstained dragon body froze stiffly in midair, and the last of its desperate power, as if swept by a gale, rapidly collapsed...
With the profound strength of the Divine Origin Realm, it repelled the power of a Divine Lord dragon.
With the spirit of the Divine Origin Realm, it stunned the soul of a Divine Lord dragon.
Yun Che poured out everything, using his tiny existence to ignite the only glimmer of hope he had grasped.
Although the ancient horned dragon was already falling toward death, it was still a Divine Lord dragon. This almost miraculous dragon soul shock lasting but a few moments was already its limit.
Mu Xuanyin lifted Yun Che's unconscious body, slowly turned her palm toward the ancient horned dragon, and released the last dazzling ice light.
Crack—
The ancient horned dragon's final desperate counterattack was already accelerating its own destruction even faster. Under the dragon soul shock, its remaining power directly dispersed. When the ice light touched its body, the massive dragon body became a medium for ice condensation without any resistance. In just an instant, its entire body was covered with an ice layer.
The remaining dragon force could no longer break free.
The last breath of life also vanished into nothingness under the chills piercing through its body... Both dragon pupils finally completely lost their luster.
Both ancient horned dragons were thus completely annihilated.
Mu Xuanyin's arm slowly lowered. As she released her last strength, her long hair completely turned black, and there was not a trace of cold air left on her body... Instead, a burning breath flickered, one she had not felt for ten thousand years.
Her aura was so weak that even she could barely perceive it. The arm holding Yun Che was so heavy she could not lift it. The poison, the severe injuries, and the complete depletion of profound strength... As the ancient horned dragon's life perished, her consciousness, from blur, rapidly descended into darkness.
"Ah... where... is this..."
From the depths of Yun Che's consciousness came the groan of his soul.
"...No... I can't pass out... the ancient horned dragon... is still there... Master... will die..."
"Wake... up..."
"Wake up!!"
His consciousness was unprecedentedly hazy and blurred, accompanied by an intense, piercing pain—just like the soul-tearing agony he endured before the Netherworld Brahma Flower in the Slay Moon Demon Cave all those years ago. But his eyes snapped open sharply, as if pricked by needles.
He felt a soft arm moving away from his body. In his blurry vision, he saw a white figure stained mostly with blood silently falling downward...
And below was a hazy red world...
The Burial God Fire Prison!
His spirit was as heavy as if pressed by a ten-thousand-zhang mountain, but his palm instinctively reached out, grabbing the white shadow that had just fallen beside him, then holding it tightly against his chest... Its aura was so faint it broke one's heart, but it made his wandering soul feel unusually settled.
In the distance of his vision, a frozen giant shadow was falling straight down.
The dead ancient horned dragon!
Yun Che held Mu Xuanyin, biting his tongue fiercely. His remaining consciousness drove his body to fly downward toward the giant shadow in the hazy, chaotic world.
This was the result Master bought with her life... I absolutely cannot let it disappear into the Burial God Fire Prison like the previous one!
Though his consciousness was on the verge of collapse at any moment, his profound strength still remained. The ancient horned dragon rapidly approached in his blurry vision. He reached out his left hand, touched the corpse of the ancient horned dragon, and instantly absorbed it into the Heavenly Poison Pearl.
His heart relaxed slightly, and his consciousness immediately sank. His body completely lost control, carrying Mu Xuanyin as it plummeted toward the endless fire prison below.
No... Master is in this state... she absolutely cannot withstand the fire prison...
Primordial Mystic Ark!!
The Primordial Mystic Ark had been floating there all along. Even Divine Lord power could not damage it. Yun Che desperately concentrated his soul power to enter the Primordial Mystic Ark...
One breath... two breaths... three breaths...
Just as his body was about to touch the fire of the fire prison, his will to enter the Primordial Mystic Ark finally completed. A flash of white light passed, and Yun Che and Mu Xuanyin disappeared into the vast fire prison.
His vision was completely white, unable to see anything. His five senses were so weak they almost didn't exist. Realizing he had entered the Primordial Mystic Ark, beside him was the faint touch of Mu Xuanyin. His consciousness relaxed, and he instantly fell into a dead faint.
As his consciousness completely sank, above the fire prison, the Primordial Mystic Ark, having lost its soul connection, fell, plunging straight into the vast fire prison and vanishing in an instant.
After a long time, the churning fire prison finally truly calmed down, much calmer than usual.
"Yun boy!!"
A hurried roar approached quickly. Huo Rulie rushed over anxiously, but the vast fire prison showed no trace of anything, and he could detect no aura.
"What... the hell happened here?" Huo Rulie's gaze swept rapidly, his face full of shock and impatience.
After sending Yun Che nearly three hundred li away, he turned and ran. But as soon as he turned, he heard a scream from the ancient horned dragon. A wave of residual power swept past him, forcing him back nearly a hundred li. Then a dragon roar, clearly not belonging to the Primordial Azure Dragon, shook his ears until they rang. By the time he caught his breath and came to his senses, he felt that all auras had disappeared.
He rushed over immediately, but Mu Xuanyin, Yun Che, and even that ancient horned dragon were all gone without a trace. Only the air still held remnants of power and an extremely thick smell of dragon blood.
"Could it be... they all died?" Huo Rulie muttered in disbelief. He looked down, frowned, and suddenly dove into the Burial God Fire Prison.
Huo Rulie searched the fire prison relentlessly, hoping to find something. He reached the deepest limit he could dive and moved several hundred li across the fire prison, but found nothing.
When he finally gave up and came out of the fire prison, he saw that Yan Wancang, Yan Juehai, and a group of high-ranking elders had already arrived. Nearly a hundred people stared blankly at the unusually calm fire prison for a long time.
"Fire Sect Master, did you find anything?" Yan Wancang asked.
Huo Rulie shot up and roared, "What the hell happened? What happened here? I just turned around, and where did they all go? Where is Yun boy?"
"That dragon... is dead," Yan Juehai said, his tone somewhat hollow.
"How did it die?"
"Alas, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, even if I told you, you certainly wouldn't believe it," Yan Wancang sighed. The scene of Yun Che's sword sending the ancient horned dragon flying still reverberated in his soul. He never thought that someone of his status and profound strength at the pinnacle of the Yan Shen Realm would be so shocked by a junior who had just entered the divine path.
"To put it simply, its dragon gate was pierced through by Yinxue Realm King's sword," Yan Juehai said. "Once the dragon gate was pierced, it was certain to die, but its deathbed counterattack..."
Before he finished, Yan Juehai shook his head heavily.
With the sudden collapse of the Vermilion Bird projection, no one saw what happened next, but it was fully imaginable. After Mu Xuanyin thrust her Snow Princess Sword with her last remaining strength, she could no longer withstand the ancient horned dragon's deathbed counterattack... The outcome was undoubtedly that master and disciple died under the dragon's claws, and then the dragon's life ended, and the two people and the dragon fell together, forever buried in the fire prison.
The first horned dragon killed by Mu Xuanyin's forbidden array was already buried in the fire prison, and now the second was the same...
Both ancient horned dragons had died... but they could gain nothing.
Huo Rulie was silent for a long time, then murmured, "Such a thing happened... I searched the lower fire prison for a long time and found nothing, not even the dragon corpse. It seems it has fallen deeper into the fire prison and will disappear completely soon."
"This is fate," a Golden Crow elder sighed.
"For now, we should first think about how to explain this to the Yinxue Realm," Yan Wancang said solemnly.
They could never have dreamed that this hunt for the horned dragon would result in such a catastrophe.
Two horned dragons suddenly appeared in the Burial God Fire Prison... In the end, both horned dragons perished, but they didn't get even a single dragon scale, instead losing Yinxue Realm King Mu Xuanyin and her personal disciple Yun Che.
"I'm afraid this time, the Yinxue Realm will be at odds with us to the death," a Vermilion Bird elder said bitterly.
Mu Xuanyin had come to the Yan Shen Realm this time to help them hunt the horned dragon, and yet she ended up buried in the fire prison. And Mu Xuanyin's status and prestige in the Yinxue Realm went without saying. When the Ice Phoenix God Sect learns of this, one can imagine how grief-stricken and furious they will be.
And it wasn't just Mu Xuanyin... If Yun Che had been unharmed, with his elemental talent surpassing even Huo Poyun, under the full cultivation of the Ice Phoenix God Sect, the Yinxue Realm might have seen a second Mu Xuanyin in the future. But even Yun Che...
And the Yan Shen Realm, though their dream was shattered, in truth, they hadn't lost anything at all.
"What's there to fear from the Yinxue Realm without Mu Xuanyin?" a Phoenix elder said.
"It's not a matter of fear or not," Yan Juehai said weakly. "A major reason Realm King Yinxue and her disciple met this calamity is that we didn't believe Yun Che. If we had... even just a little divine sound transmission to warn them, it wouldn't have turned out like this. Alas."
Yan Wancang: "..."
"This... it's not our fault. At that time... no one would have believed such words," the Phoenix elder said with less confidence.
"I think there's no need to worry about this," a Golden Crow elder said. "Without Mu Xuanyin, the Yinxue Realm isn't even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as our Yan Shen Realm. They probably don't even have the guts to question us. If they really dare to demand an explanation, we can just blast them back. Though we didn't get the horned dragon, Mu Xuanyin's death is far from a bad thing for us."
"Nonsense!!" As soon as the Golden Crow elder finished speaking, Huo Rulie roared in anger. "When did we people of the Yan Shen Realm become such despicable and shameless scoundrels?! No matter what grudges existed before, Mu Xuanyin came for us and died for us. We must give the Yinxue Realm an explanation no matter what! I, Huo Rulie, still have a sense of shame!"
"It... it was my old fool's slip of the tongue," the Golden Crow elder quickly bowed his head, but muttered inwardly: The sect master used to hate the Yinxue Realm... especially Mu Xuanyin, to the point of grinding his teeth. How come he's changed so much in the past couple of days?
"The fall of a Divine Lord is a major event throughout the entire divine realm, and news will spread quickly," Yan Wancang said. "If we don't give the Yinxue Realm an explanation, we will likely be looked down upon by the various realms of the divine domain."
"Sect Master, what should we do now? Should we... immediately send a divine sound transmission to the Yinxue Realm?" a Vermilion Bird elder sighed.
Yan Wancang thought for a long time, then shook his head: "For now, keep today's events secret. We'll send a divine sound transmission after a few days, once we've figured out how to deal with the Yinxue Realm's wrath."
Yan Juehai nodded, and Huo Rulie did not object either.
These pinnacle figures of the Yan Shen Realm left the Burial God Fire Prison with extremely complicated feelings. As they exited the fire prison area, Yan Wancang suddenly stopped and sighed heavily: "No wonder the Dragon God Realm can become the sovereign of all realms. In the future... never provoke the dragon race lightly."
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