1619: C1619 Recover

C1619 Recover

The Dragon race itself was part of the God race's territory. The Dragon ancestors had made a pact with the gods, and the Dragon race protected the borders of the God race. The Dragon race protected the Dragon race's territory from invasion for millions of years. The Dragon Domain was a land that was specially divided by the god race for the dragon race. In order to ensure the safety of the territory of the dragon race, the master of the God Realm and the ancestor of the dragon race had teamed up and set up a Inhibition.

Zhong Ming's Spirit Body appeared in the Dragon Domain, but Xuan Hao couldn't see it, so Zhong Ming couldn't touch anything in this dream.

Xuan Hao lowered his head and stopped in the sky, blocking out the light from the sky above the Dragon Domain. The entire sky was dark without light, and the entire space was silent.

Xuan Hao lifted his head and rushed into the distant horizon. A red energy ball condensed between his two horns, and it became bigger and bigger, brighter and brighter, illuminating the dark sky.

"Ang!" A deep dragon cry mixed with shaking magic resounded in this world. Mournful, tragic, and full of relief.

Xuan Hao once again dispersed the cultivation base of his devil dragon and used all his strength to open the defensive array formation of the Dragon Domain. Zhong Ming's spirit body flew into the sky and he saw the ground rumble as it sank. From the beginning of the dragon tomb, a barrier of gold and blood gradually expanded until it covered the entire sinking ground.

Blood-red rain began to fall from the sky. That was blood that Xuan Hao had used all his strength to squeeze out his own cultivation, causing the Spiritual Vein to shatter inch by inch. The blood fell onto the battlefield, falling onto the barrier enchantment of the Dragon Domain. However, Xuan Hao seemed as if he didn't feel anything at all; his eyes were calm and crazed.

He knew what he was doing, so he was very rational. He was going to fight to the death. In this short period of time, his flesh and blood separated once more, his spirit core shattered, and he experienced death once more. That was why he was so crazy. He was afraid that someone would disturb the rest of his clansmen's slumber. He was afraid that he would live in this world, yet exist as a Demon Clan;

Zhong Ming looked at Xuan Hao quietly. Xuan Hao couldn't feel what his master was thinking. Xuan Hao quietly looked at the Dragon Domain. The Dragon Domain was also unable to feel Xuan Hao's surging emotions. The massive head of the dragon spat out a mouthful of golden blood. The blood-red rain fell upon the bulging barrier on the ground, and Xuan Hao plummeted from the sky.

Blood flowed down from the top of the barrier, and everything was collapsing before finally falling into silence. From then on, there were no more dragons in this world, no more dragons.

Xuan Hao's enormous body fell onto the battlefield, and the battlefield and the God Realm became a gigantic moat of heaven.

Xuan Hao's entire body was bleeding, and blood was gurgling from his black scales. He moved his body bit by bit, slowly crawling forward on the desolate land. With blood on his body, he left a glaring red mark on the charred ground.

Zhong Ming followed Xuan Hao, step by step. He did not know how long this continued, nor did he know where Xuan Hao's destination was. Just followed him and continued onward.

Finally, Zhong Ming found out Xuan Hao's purpose. He actually wanted to use this broken body to completely destroy the teleportation channel of the Demon Clan.

Zhong Ming was on the verge of splitting apart, and his eyes were completely red. This dragon was actually thinking about such a thing. This kind of thing that was impossible to accomplish and walking into a trap of its own was no different from suicide in Zhong Ming's eyes. Zhong Ming was very angry. As the only dragon blood in his body, he did not leave any leeway to him, nor did he leave any leeway to the dragon blood. He had lived for so many years as a descendant of the Divine Dragon race, and had battled against the Demon Clan for so many years, so he definitely could not tolerate him leaving behind the bloodline of his Demon Clan. Even if he was of the dragon race, he definitely could not tolerate him having the bloodline of an enemy that had killed his entire clan.

Zhong Ming felt extremely sad.

Xuan Hao crawled to the front of the teleportation channel and spat out his own Magic Core. He painfully chanted an incantation, his voice low, hoarse, and filled with determination. A red light suddenly flashed, and a crimson array appeared in the sky above the teleportation channel.

Zhong Ming looked towards the teleportation channel on the ground. It was dark and gloomy, with dense Demonic Qi s that made people want to vomit.

The formation slowly descended, becoming brighter and brighter, bigger and bigger and more imposing.

Zhong Ming originally did not know what this formation was. However, when he saw that the formation was getting bigger and bigger, enough to completely cover Xuan Hao and the transmission channel on the ground, Zhong Ming finally realized Xuan Hao's insanity.

This sort of formation was a nightmare in the hearts of all formations. It was comparable to a sacrificial formation. Although there were many types of formations like these, each and every one of them were powerful enough to tear through planes. Similarly, the price paid for such a powerful formation was enormous. This kind of formation required the user to pay full attention to the person's flesh and blood as well as their cultivation. There were no exceptions. Ever since this dragon had turned into a demon dragon, it had simply gone crazy without end. He didn't even want this broken body, nor could he tolerate it. This was simply something that no one could understand.

Zhong Ming coldly watched as the formation slowly twisted the passageway in the Demon Clan and swallowed the body of the Demon Dragon bit by bit …

The whole thing was silent. The only thing left was a stone that rolled out from the bloody wind and landed on the ground. It rolled on the ground under a withered tree.

Zhong Ming's Spiritual Sense was suddenly pushed out and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Within the space, Xuan Hao had grown up to be a handsome boy of eighteen or nineteen years old. His black hair, black clothes, red lips, red teeth, and white teeth exuded a bewitching charm.

Zhong Ming felt a chill down his spine as he looked at this young man. He didn't know what kind of character the Sea of Consciousness of this ferocious beast was now. If it was as crazy as before, would he have to give it the ointment every day to make it pass out?

Zhong Ming was so worried that he started to frown. He couldn't wrap his head around it. Why did he find such a dragon? Was it just for the sake of coveting the rarity of his only Ancient Dragon tribe in the world? Sigh, he would have to sacrifice his own life. It wouldn't be worth it. Even if Zhong Ming had seen Xuan Hao's experience, Zhong Ming did not want to contract such a decisive and crazy dragon.

Zhong Ming sat cross-legged beside Xuan Hao and stared at him.

After looking at it for a while, Zhong Ming felt infuriated. Back in that illusion, he did not care about his life. It was enough to infuriate him.

Zhong Ming raised his hand and pinched the boy's lower jaw, then lifted his entire face and stared at him. Then he casually took out a brush with ink and wrote a "King" on the left side of his face and a "8" on the right side of his face. When he finished writing, Zhong Ming smiled. An old thing who had lived for two lifetimes, there was actually such a childish day. Zhong Ming thought about it and the more he thought about it, the more he found it laughable. However, somehow, he was so stubborn that he didn't want to wipe the words on his face.

Zhong Ming mocked himself and Xuan Hao at the same time. The corner of his mouth hooked into an exceptionally strange smile.0

Xuan Hao was completely oblivious. His sea of consciousness was currently in chaos, but it was still recovering in an orderly fashion. However, it was no longer an ordinary black snake. From the inside out, it was now a dragon. It was truly a descendant of the Ancient Dragon Clan.

Zhong Ming, the Spiritual Sense was forced into the illusion and more or less suffered a little injury. Zhong Ming looked at Xuan Hao and once again carefully checked his body with the Spiritual Sense. Zhong Ming suffered two losses because of this dragon's Sea of Consciousness. Now, he decided to not take even half a step into his Sea of Consciousness before Xuan Hao woke up.

Xuan Hao quietly recovered. His Spiritual Energy was also silently recovering.

Zhong Ming felt that he had nothing to do. He was truly exhausted. He had to chase this huge black snake again, contract it with him, block the heavenly thunder for him, damage the Spiritual Sense, and experience the dragon race's changes with him … He had never liked peace and stability so much. Now, he only wanted to have a good rest and sleep. But he was also afraid that Xuan Hao would go crazy if he woke up. Thus, the diligent little Huang Ling became Zhong Ming's only choice. Once again, Zhong Ming used telepathy to coax little Huang Ling over to look at Xuan Hao. Zhong Ming devoted his heart and soul to meditating with peace of mind.

Zhong Ming and Huang Ling did not know that Xuan Hao had awakened a long time ago. It was just that he couldn't open his eyes. Right now, his Sea of Consciousness had been rebuilt and turned into a black-blue sea. The sky was dark and only a few faint stars were falling down from the sky, vaguely illuminating the entire Space of the Sea of Consciousness.

He could now be said to have fully awakened. Previously, his own monster core had already turned into a rock, falling under the huge tree. Unexpectedly, it was swallowed by a big black snake. He was a freak born from the combination of gods and demons. He didn't know that his Monster Core had such powerful vitality, allowing him to take over his body like he was possessing a body, or even devouring the soul of the huge black snake. Previously, he wasn't very clear about his own origins, and he only knew that he was extraordinary and was ostracized by others. Now that he thought about it, it was probably because the pressure from his Monster Core that made others fear him, and he didn't have much ability, so he could only let himself be bullied. Now that he thought about it, he was extremely stupid.

Xuan Hao really didn't want to face this situation. He had tortured him to such an extent in the past, but he still failed to die? What was the point of reviving after so many years? This monster core was his nemesis. He should have exploded this monster core to save it from growing like a parasite and reviving it wherever it went.

Zhong Ming suddenly thought of these dark and gloomy words. Zhong Ming was awakened as his eyes widened slightly. What kind of method was this? No more freedom? Whose voice was this?

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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