boyutpedia Chapter 92 Absorbing the Energy of the Dragon God's Soul
Chapter 92 Absorbing the Energy of the Dragon God's Soul
Chapter 92 Absorbing the Energy of the Dragon God's Soul
The seven-colored dragon soul held its head high, its entire body radiating an indescribable aura.
【Name: Pseudo-Dragon God's Soul】
[Details: Before the Dragon God perished in the Great War of the Gods, he used fragments of memories imprinted with his last will to combine with some of the original energy that had dissipated from the core of the super artifact, the Dragon God, to condense a false dragon soul.]
[Note 1: This dragon soul lacks independent intelligence; it is merely a combination of energy and memories. However, it contains sealed fragments of the dragon god's final memories. Please handle with caution.]
[Note 2: This dragon soul's energy purity has reached the level of a third-tier deity. Anyone whose bloodline has not reached the Dragon King level will be annihilated by its primordial energy, leaving no trace.]
"A dragon soul of level three god strength? Tsk, this must be the last trump card of the Dragon Valley minor plane."
Lu Xingchen couldn't help but click his tongue as he looked at the information conveyed by "0-02".
The true Dragon God was already punished by the five great God Kings of the God Realm during the Great War of the Gods. Even his body was split in two by the Asura God, splitting into the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King.
Therefore, the dragon soul radiating seven-colored divine light before us could not possibly be the true remnant soul of the Dragon God; it was merely a special existence containing fragments of the Dragon God's memories and core energy.
"Is it devoid of sentience, merely an avatar possessing god-like energy?"
Lu Xingchen muttered to himself, and after a moment of thought, he flicked his wrist, and a piece of dark, solid metal flew out of his storage soul tool.
With a flick of his finger, the rare metal transformed into a black shadow, shooting towards the seven-colored dragon soul not far away.
The next second, a strange scene unfolded.
The seven-colored dragon soul trembled slightly, and a ripple of light spread around it. The thousand-refined metal disappeared silently the moment it touched the light.
Lu Xingchen's pupils contracted slightly. With his extraordinary mental strength, he clearly saw that the incredibly hard metal had been vaporized by the energy dissipated by the dragon soul, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.
"As expected of god-level energy—terrifying." He thought to himself, his apprehension towards this pseudo-Dragon God's soul deepening. "The note says that those without Dragon King bloodline cannot approach—with my current pseudo-Silver Dragon bloodline, I wonder if I can activate it?"
A glint of eager anticipation flashed in Lu Xingchen's eyes. Without further hesitation, he activated the pseudo-Silver Dragon bloodline within his body to its fullest extent.
In an instant, a powerful and majestic dragon's might swept out from his body. Compared to when he first arrived in the Dragon Bone Plane, it was more rounded and domineering, clearly making him a genuine Dragon King.
A pale silver halo rose from his body, echoing the seven-colored light of the dragon soul.
"Buzz"
A deep hum echoed from the bottom of the pit, as if the dormant dragon soul of the pseudo-dragon god, which had been silent for countless years, had suddenly been awakened from its slumber.
Its massive body trembled slightly, and the seven-colored halo around it suddenly intensified.
Strands of slender, hair-like, iridescent light, as if drawn by an invisible force, slowly drifted out from the dragon soul's body and surged toward Lu Xingchen, intertwining and entwining with the silver dragon aura on his body, emitting melodious resonances.
The moment the light touched his body, Lu Xingchen's vision suddenly turned red.
"kill!!!!"
A blood-red battlefield swept across the land, the setting sun like blood, and mountains of corpses.
A god clad in blood-red armor stood atop the heavens, his blood-red sword tearing through the clouds, its blade inscribed with the wails of countless deities.
The god raised his hand, and the blood sword suddenly grew tens of thousands of feet, carrying a world-destroying power, and slashed down at a huge seven-colored figure below. That figure was none other than the Dragon God's true form!
"Another memory fragment."
Lu Xingchen curled his lips. The dragons in Dragon Valley really had a penchant for forcibly stuffing their memories into others.
He snorted coldly, and his immense spiritual power burst forth like a tsunami. The terrifyingly realistic illusion shattered into pieces like fragile glass under his spiritual impact.
The moment the illusion dissipated, the colorful light that had surged into his body did not recede. Instead, it seemed to have found its home and continued to seep into his limbs and bones.
There was a subtle yet powerful force trying to transform his bloodline, making it evolve into the true bloodline of the Silver Dragon King.
Lu Xingchen, wearing the 0-02 badge, looked at his body, and his appraisal ability activated again:
[The pseudo-Dragon God's Dragon Soul sensed the aura of the Silver Dragon bloodline within you. Resonating with the very essence of the dragon race, it proactively released a portion of its core energy in an attempt to purify and elevate your bloodline.]
[Note: The pseudo-Dragon God's Soul will only resonate with those of pure Gold and Silver Dragon King bloodlines. However, because the Omniscient and Omnipotent Being's disguise was too perfect, the pseudo-Dragon God's Soul failed to see through the deception and mistakenly identified you as a direct descendant of the Silver Dragon King.]
Lu Xingchen clearly felt the changes within his body. The seven-colored energy, like the purest nutrients, surged into his bloodline, but before it could begin to transform his bloodline, a strong sense of rejection welled up from his limbs and bones.
This is the instinct of mythical creatures at work.
After advancing to Sequence Four, his body had already transformed into something inhuman, becoming a demigod.
The body of this mythical creature has an extremely strong aversion to any external transformative power. Even if the soul bone is integrated into the body, it will only be absorbed as pure nutrients, let alone the transformative energy from the Dragon God.
"While it can't change your bloodline, using this energy to strengthen your body is a good option."
A flash of understanding crossed Lu Xingchen's eyes. He could clearly sense that during the process of being repelled, a small portion of the purest energy was instinctively absorbed by his body and integrated into his limbs and bones.
These energies did not attempt to alter his bloodline, but instead transformed into excellent nourishment for strengthening his physical body.
Bloodline modification, rejection.
Energy absorption, acceptance.
It's that simple and straightforward. His body is like a fine sieve, absorbing only the purest part of the energy to nourish himself, while rejecting all forces that attempt to modify his bloodline.
Lu Xingchen stopped resisting and simply sat cross-legged, closing his eyes.
He allowed the seven-colored light threads to continuously flow into his body, silently sensing the vast and powerful aura of the Dragon God and Dragon Soul, as well as the trajectory of energy flowing within his body.
At the same time, his mind was immersed in the aura emanating from the pseudo-Dragon God's soul, carefully experiencing the supreme pressure belonging to the Dragon God, as well as the mysterious rhythm of the Dragon Clan's origin.
Time slips away unnoticed.
The seven-colored halo around Lu Xingchen grew increasingly intense, as if he were wearing a battle suit woven from divine light.
The dragon's might emanating from him grew increasingly terrifying. What was originally just a simulated dragon king aura now possessed a touch of divinity, becoming more and more real and majestic.
"hold head high"
Finally, at a certain moment, the enormous dragon god's soul seemed to be stimulated, and it raised its head and let out a dragon roar.
In an instant, all the wandering dragon souls in Dragon Valley, whether powerful true dragon souls or weak earth dragon souls, all seemed to have received the most severe summons, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, their bodies trembling, not daring to even have the slightest thought of resistance.
Deep within the Dragon Tomb, the ancient dragon skeletons, silent for millennia, seemed to awaken their dormant will, emitting cracking sounds as their bones trembled slightly, showing signs of breaking free from the constraints of the rock layers and standing up anew.
"Were you stimulated by the bloodline of the silver dragon?"
Lu Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, and the seven-colored halo on his body receded like the tide. He looked at the still enormous pseudo-Dragon God Soul not far away, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
The energy of this dragon soul was far too immense, far beyond his imagination. With his current abilities, he was simply not capable of arousing its primal power.
The reason is simple: he does not possess the creation godhood of the Silver Dragon King, nor the destruction godhood of the Golden Dragon King.
These two divine attributes are the key to controlling the core energy of the Dragon God.
Without the key, he can only guide and absorb some of the surface energy that has dissipated, which is nothing compared to the enormous power contained within the dragon soul.
Meanwhile, the ultimate artifact, the Dragon God Core, is quietly dormant in the deepest part of the pseudo-Dragon God's soul.
To take this treasure, one must completely absorb the energy of the dragon soul—which is clearly beyond his current capabilities.
"However, the gains from this trip have been substantial enough."
Lu Xingchen slowly stood up, feeling the increasingly powerful force within his body, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
His physical abilities have been greatly enhanced, and more importantly, his simulation of the dragon's aura has reached a whole new level.
After all, he had directly absorbed the Dragon God's original energy, so how could he be unfamiliar with the aura of the dragon race?
If he weren't lacking in the divine spark of creation, he would even be confident that he could directly impersonate the Silver Dragon King and deceive the vast majority of dragons.
"Let's leave that for now and deal with the guys up there first."
Lu Xingchen glanced at the Dragon God's soul and decided to ignore it for the time being. After all, it was just a soul without intelligence, and it wouldn't cause any harm even if it was left here.
Conversely, the group of conscious dragon souls above are the real trouble. Only by dealing with those guys can this Dragon Valley plane be considered to be under his control.
"Buzz"
A silver light shone from Lu Xingchen's body, instantly carrying him away from the deep pit and back to the dragon cemetery above.
On either side of the pit opening, the remains of the Mountain Dragon King and the Light Dragon King still stand like loyal guardians at the edge of the deep pit, as if to completely isolate the secrets below from the world and prevent any uninvited guests from disturbing the sleeping soul of the dragon god.
"Ang99"
Lu Xingchen suddenly tilted his head back, and a powerful and majestic dragon roar burst forth from his throat, resounding through the sky!
Accompanied by the roar of a dragon, a rich, seven-colored halo spread out from his body like a tide. The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple intertwined and flowed, eventually condensing into a thin layer of light armor around him.
A dragon's might, several times stronger than before, swept towards the entire dragon cemetery like a tsunami, centered on him.
Within that oppressive aura lay not only the clarity and majesty of the silver dragon bloodline, but also a faint trace of the supreme aura unique to the dragon god. Wherever it passed, even the air trembled, and the dragon bones on the ground shook and hummed.
"What...what happened?"
The phantom of the Light Dragon King's soul appeared above the skeleton, its dragon eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment. It stared at the boy below, who was shrouded in a seven-colored halo, its mind reeling.
The reason it didn't stop Lu Xingchen from entering the pit before was firstly because it valued the pure silver dragon bloodline aura on him, which was a sense of kinship from its own kind, making it unable to feel hostility towards him.
Secondly, since entering the cemetery, the child had always held a sense of awe for the dragon race. Faced with the dragon bones scattered everywhere, he showed no disrespect, only solemnity and curiosity.
Of course, the most important reason is that this young man was able to safely pass through the layer of seven-colored mist above the pit, a mist that could kill even ordinary Limit Douluo, simply by relying on his own bloodline.
[It should be noted that the mist was formed from the dissipation of the Dragon God's power; those who are not of core dragon blood will die if they approach it.]
[This is precisely why the Dragon King of Light tacitly approved of his actions. After all, the dragon god and dragon soul beneath the deep pit are the supreme beings of the dragon race.]
Out of absolute respect for the Dragon God, it never probed the pit with its divine sense—it firmly believed that with the Dragon God's soul possessing an energy level comparable to a third-level deity, any entity attempting to cause trouble below would simply be crushed to dust, requiring no effort from it to guard against.
[But it never expected that this young man, who had only been in the deep pit for a short time, could actually trigger the Dragon God's soul to unleash that dragon roar that shook the entire Dragon Valley!]
What shocked it even more was that the aura of bloodline emanating from the boy as he emerged from the pit was incredibly powerful!
"The level of this bloodline has surpassed mine." The illusory dragon soul of the Light Dragon King trembled slightly, a storm raging within him.
This aura was too pure, too domineering. If it hadn't witnessed this young man stepping into Dragon Valley in human form, it would have truly suspected that the person before it might be the Silver Dragon King, who had been reborn after the fall of the Dragon God.
"What's happening now?" The Mountain Dragon King's dragon soul was also awakened by this terrifying bloodline aura, and a phantom image condensed above the skeleton.
It stared at the boy surrounded by seven-colored divine light, its dragon eyes filled with bewilderment and confusion, clearly caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.
The next moment, two invisible divine thoughts converged in the air; it was the Light Dragon King and the Mountain Dragon King communicating rapidly using a secret technique of the dragon race.
They exchanged observations and speculations, from Lu Xingchen's every move as he stepped into the tomb, to his changes before and after entering the deep pit, and then to the dragon god's roar that shook Dragon Valley just now—
After a moment, the two illusory dragon souls fell silent simultaneously. They exchanged a glance, gleaning the same conclusion from each other's spiritual fluctuations.
This human child before us is most likely the one who has gained the approval of the Dragon God's soul!
Only in this way can we explain why he was able to undergo such a terrifying transformation of his bloodline in such a short time. It must be that the soul of the Dragon God cleansed his bloodline, making his original silver dragon bloodline so powerful and unparalleled!
Why would the Dragon God and Dragon Soul recognize a human? The two Dragon Kings didn't want to delve into this, because the Dragon God was supreme and incapable of making mistakes.
Even if the dragon god and its soul below lack sentience, the mere fact that this human can draw upon its energy is enough to prove that this human has gained the dragon god's approval.
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