Chapter 1802: Dragon God's Blood
The briefly closed Fiery Dragon Eyes reopened with unusual slowness, countless black butterflies falling into their pupils, yet unable to dispel the divine light within.
"Petty crooked tricks, nothing more!"
"No matter how powerful the insidious demon soul, how could it compare to the Dragon God! Along with your ignorance and arrogance, shatter!"
The divine might on the dragon's body suddenly burst forth, like countless blazing suns exploding. The endless sea of molten lava also tilted upward at that moment, rolling back into the sky. Both the blazing suns and the lava simultaneously engulfed and subsumed the dark lotus petals fluttering across the heavens.
The Dragon God's soul had no complex or strange changes; it was only, like their dragon bodies, overbearing and unrivaled, capable of shattering anything.
The dark lotus petals were condensed from an extremely high level of dark soul power, but in the face of the too-overbearing dragon soul, they ultimately appeared weak.
Under the touch of the blazing suns and lava, beneath the Dragon God's soul—so strong it defied imagination—they struggled for but a few breaths before gradually scattering and vanishing.
Dragon roars tremored through the soul sea. The dragon soul violently destroyed everything. Lotus petal after lotus petal scattered and vanished, like shattered dreams. Gradually, the black light that had previously danced across the sky withered, and the darkness receded layer by layer within the soul sea.
On the border of the Northern Domain, in a quiet space, Chi Wuyue's true body had its long hair somewhat chaotically scattered. Black butterflies, as if materialized from the soul world, danced slowly around her. Over her tightly closed eyes, her long eyelashes trembled incessantly.
But across from her, the Fiery Dragon God stood motionless as a mountain; even his expression had not changed in the slightest from start to finish.
An unsurprising result... Su Xin Dragon God murmured silently.
A frog at the bottom of a well from the Northern Domain, never having witnessed the Dragon God's soul, yet arrogantly believing her own demon soul was unmatched in the world. Ridiculous.
As she observed the battle, she also diverted part of her attention to monitor the auras of Jie Xin and Jie Ling, to prevent these two demonesses from suddenly striking while the two sides were engaged in soul combat—a lowly tactic that the dragon race disdained, but since they were of the demon race, they would surely be adept at using it.
The destruction by the blazing suns and lava grew faster and faster. The increasingly withered demon flowers now fluttered in chaotic trajectories.
Chi Wuyue's soul sea trembled incessantly. As the dark demon flowers neared extinction, signs of collapse even emerged.
Once it collapsed, this severe soul wound would not be recoverable in the short term... and might even never fully recover.
Her true body also began to sway at this moment. The black butterflies around her vanished, and even the black mist that had always coiled around her body thinned. Wreathed within, a flash of an excessively pale jade-like face occasionally appeared.
Her struggles and persistence were ultimately in vain. As the world almost saw no more black light, only the last demon lotus petal remained in the conjoined soul sea, fluttering alone, slowly drifting down from directly above the massive dragon shadow.
The demon light it released was very faint, carrying a grayish aura of near despair.
"'This will be the most regretful decision of your life,' I already warned you. This is the price of ignorance and arrogance."
Not bothering to immediately destroy this last humble ray of demon light, the dragon roar, which had been proud and domineering from start to finish, carried deep mockery and ridicule, along with a trace of pity.
He disdained to destroy the final demon flower, allowing it to freely drift down toward his dragon shadow, as if a bestowal born of pity... and the moment the demon flower touched the dragon shadow would be the instant of its destruction.
The demon flower drifted lightly and faintly, its falling trajectory even and slow. When it finally touched the dragon shadow, Chi Wuyue, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly emitted a faint, deep demonic sound:
"Is that so?"
The instant it touched the Fiery Dragon shadow, the final demon flower suddenly exploded, transforming into a twisted black shadow.
HIIIEEEEEEAAA—
Grim, pained, resentful, berserk, bitter and cold... indescribable was the horror of that howl. It chilled the Fiery Dragon God's soul domain instantly, and in that cold, it fell into terror.
Terror... something he was far too unfamiliar with.
That demon shadow pounced onto the dragon shadow with a roar. It was but a few feet in size, utterly tiny before the Fiery Dragon shadow. It struck the dragon's head, its fierce black claws smashing straight down.
Sss!
The dragon's head was pierced through. A black scar spread downward, penetrating ten thousand miles of the dragon's body.
"Waaaah—!"
The pain of a torn soul far exceeded that of the body. The Fiery Dragon God suddenly let out the most miserable scream of his life.
Even more intense than the pain of the soul being torn was the shock that nearly shattered the convictions of his entire life.
His soul... the strongest Dragon God's soul, had been pierced through in an instant!?
"Wh... what!?" Su Xin Dragon God was so shocked she nearly burst her liver and gall.
Amidst pain and horror, the Fiery Dragon God's counterattack also erupted violently. All his soul power surged uncontrollably toward that tiny dark demon shadow.
How terrifying and strong was the Dragon God's soul power under rage! The dark soul shadow shook, wavered, and twisted under the impact, but it stubbornly refused to be shaken off. Those demon claws, as if from the depths of the purgatory abyss, madly tore at the Fiery Dragon God's soul.
Rending, severing, shredding, shredding again...
"Rwaah... aaaaah... uwaah..."
Su Xin Dragon God, who had always been calm as water, could not believe that this sound of agony was coming from the Fiery Dragon God.
His soul overturned and trembled like a collapsing sky. The release of his soul power gradually became frantic. In the end, he even struck himself... yet no matter what, he could not shake off that attached demon soul.
The Fiery Dragon God roared; Su Xin Dragon God trembled. By now, both of them had clearly sensed that that tiny, barely a wisp of demon soul was actually at a level far above the Dragon God's soul... a bizarre demon soul that simply should not exist in this world.
The strength of the Dragon God clan's soul was indeed, like their bodies, the greatest in the present age, fully qualified to look down upon all races.
If one had to say that there existed in this age a soul comparable to the Dragon God's soul, it would probably be the Stainless Divine Soul of Shui Meiyin of Liuguang Realm, born in this era in the Eastern Divine Region.
But the Dragon God Realm could never have imagined that in this space called the Divine Realm, in that dark Northern Domain they regarded as a base and pitiful land, there still remained a wisp of an ancient demon emperor's soul left over from the ancient times!
The Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul!
This wisp of a demon emperor's soul, unwilling to dissipate, had drifted in the dark Northern Domain for countless years. Finally, before it completely scattered, it encountered a woman compatible with it... thus achieving the renowned Demon Empress of the Northern Domain and the Jiehun Realm.
Although it was but a faint wisp, its level was something the Dragon God souls of this later age could not compare to.
The massive dragon soul, the faint demon soul—it was like a sky-covering rotten wood facing a sharp steel spike. The dragon soul struggled and counterattacked desperately, but was pierced and torn again and again, until it was riddled with holes.
Finally, the fear of a shattered soul overwhelmed the pride of the Dragon God. He stopped counterattacking and struggling, and instead began to forcibly withdraw his soul domain.
Fleeing in panic—this would be a disgrace that the Fiery Dragon God could never wash away, even in death.
But under the clamp of the Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul, how could he escape just because he wanted to?
The ten-thousand-mile dragon shadow, which had been boundless in divine might, now thrashed like mad, roaring repeatedly, without any of the earlier majesty that dominated everything.
The lava also collapsed in chaos. The entire soul domain world seemed on the verge of collapse.
Crack!
Riiip!
Crack!!
Black scars stacked upon black scars. Under such brutal tearing, the ten-thousand-mile dragon shadow was now visibly deformed. It bore twisted, black marks engraved upon it, which did not dissipate at all under the impact of the Dragon God's vast soul power.
Finally, with a detonation deep within consciousness, the Fiery Dragon God's and Chi Wuyue's soul domains forcibly separated.
"Urgh!" The Fiery Dragon God stumbled violently. His face twitched in pain, his angrily opened dragon eyes chaotic and confused.
Chi Wuyue's eyes opened. Her figure rushed forward. As her fingers danced, a black silk ribbon released a dim demonic light, striking straight at the Fiery Dragon God's heart.
"Khah..." Still emitting pained groans from his mouth, the Fiery Dragon God suddenly raised his eyes. His arm extended, his fingers forming claws, instantly condensing surging dragon might, directly grabbing at the approaching black ribbon.
In body and power, he was second in the world only to the Dragon Emperor.
But just as the dragon claws were about to touch the black ribbon, a black light flashed in the Fiery Dragon God's dragon pupils... He felt his chaotic soul being savagely severed once more by a pitch-black demon blade.
"Aaaaah—"
A sky-shattering scream. Dragon might collapsed. With a loud bang, the black ribbon easily pushed aside the incoming dragon claws and struck the Fiery Dragon God square in the chest.
As strong as Fiery was, under Chi Wuyue's power, his chest caved inward, and he was sent flying sideways.
He had escaped the soul sea, stumbling out of the soul battle with Chi Wuyue... but he had not completely shaken off the residual devouring of the Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul.
"Elder Brother!"
Su Xin Dragon God was shocked in her heart. No longer caring about any Dragon God dignity, she sent a beam of dragon qi scattering ten thousand miles of broken clouds, about to blast it toward Chi Wuyue.
But before she could strike, two streams of pitch-black light had already shot over.
Jie Xin and Jie Ling.
An unexpectedly fast speed and soul-piercing demonic aura made Su Xin Dragon God's brows knit. Her gesture abruptly turned, and her dragon qi swept sideways toward the twin demonesses who were attacking in that instant.
Jie Xin and Jie Ling each held an identical pitch-black demon sword. Both swords moved simultaneously, swung simultaneously, interweaving two black scars that were so uniform and perfect as to be almost unbelievable. They cut through the dragon qi directly, shattered it, and then instantly converged into a single point, stabbing straight at Su Xin Dragon God's brow.
Su Xin Dragon God was shocked again in her heart. She was not shocked by the twin demonesses' perfectly synchronized movements, but by their aura at this moment... a dark demonic qi so powerful it far exceeded her predictions.
Word had come early from the Eastern Divine Region that those demon people above the Divine King realm seemed to have gained the ability to conceal their demonic qi, unlike the previous understanding that it would easily leak out of control.
But now facing them directly, the two demonesses in stillness versus the two demonesses in eruption still gave her a tremendous "surprise."
Misjudgment was secondary. She suddenly realized that her previous arrogance had become a joke.
Because when the twin demonesses easily shattered her dragon qi, her experience of over a hundred thousand years made her instantly judge:
Against one of them, she could definitely win.
But facing the two of them, she had no chance of victory!
She flicked her long sleeve, twisting the void. With a clang, the two dark demon swords deviated from their trajectory but suddenly flew out of the demonesses' hands. In midair, they split into four dark short blades, cutting toward Su Xin Dragon God's various vital points.
Divine Legacy Artifacts are mostly powered by strong force. But Demonic Legacy Artifacts are mostly cunning implements, catching first-time opponents off guard.
Sss crack!
Four dark ravines of endless length split open in the void, like pitch-black solid objects nailed horizontally into the sky, lingering for a long time without dispersing.
Su Xin Dragon God's afterimage dissipated within the four intersecting black ravines. Her true body appeared ten li away, and then silently raised her right hand.
On her right wrist, the pure white wide sleeve had an extra two-inch-long tear.
Su Xin gave birth to killing intent. Her calm eyes condensed with anger. She spread her arms, releasing all her dragon might... but before her anger could pour out, her ears once again heard the Fiery Dragon God's almost throat-shattering screams of agony.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
Under Chi Wuyue's dark force, the Fiery Dragon God's form was steadily retreating. As the light suddenly dimmed, Chi Wuyue's pupil light suddenly closed in. Her jade hand lightly swept, and a hundred-zhang-wide dark vortex scattered the Fiery's chaotic protective dragon force, striking his chest directly.
Darkness exploded, spreading out like a pitch-black galaxy.
Ptoo—
Precious dragon blood sprayed wildly into the air.
He had not seen his own blood for countless years, had long forgotten its taste and color. Now, it sprayed toward this filthy space bordering the Northern Domain.