Long Chen was not in a hurry, because the Chaos Dragon Emperor had said that the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao was extremely cunning and cunning. Its goal was to draw more powerful beings into battle to absorb their power of death.
In the past, the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao's goal was to break the seal, but now, it had two objectives: one was to break the seal, and the other was to kill Long Chen and drain all his dragon blood essence.
Logically, the sooner Long Chen arrived, the better, because many powerful cultivators were still scattered throughout the Tianmai Profound Realm, still vying for their own opportunities.
If these people ever obtained their own opportunities and would surely compete for the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Path, the pressure Long Chen would face would be countless times greater than now.
But Long Chen knew that obtaining the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao was as difficult as climbing to the sky, and he was plagued by bad luck. Trying to get it by luck was nothing short of wishful thinking.
Moreover, Long Chen had a feeling that no matter how he schemed or dodged, in the end, he would inevitably face a battle with all the powerful opponents.
Since that was the case, Long Chen simply abandoned all hopes and prepared for the worst: even if the whole world was against him, he had to win the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao.
The Wanlong Nest moved forward slowly, but inside the nest was filled with joy. The Dragonblood Warriors and the Hidden Dragon Warriors sang and danced, as if they had returned to their childhood, rediscovering the innocence they had buried away.
After Long Chen had Xia Chen control the direction of the Wanlong Nest, he chose to go into seclusion. Long Chen was in a secret space within the nest, where it was pitch dark and not a trace of light.
Long Chen stood in the darkness, and behind him appeared a pair of enormous eyes, filled with an evil aura.
This is one of the strongest trial spaces in the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. Back then, Gu Yang fought desperately seventeen times before finally passing this trial with a bit of luck.
This was the space of the Dark Evil Dragon, guarded by the remnant soul of the evil dragon from the Chaos Era. Seeing Long Chen arrive, its eyes instantly turned fierce. Just as it was about to transform into dragon form to attack, Long Chen coldly said, "
Don't move. I want to test your eyeballs."
However, as Long Chen finished speaking, the evil dragon's eyes suddenly showed shock and terror. It realized a powerful force had imprisoned it, rendering it unable to move.
"The might of Emperor Blood, how could you ...?" the remnant soul of the evil dragon cried out in alarm.
"Shut up,"
Long Chen frowned and shouted coldly.
The remnant soul of the dark evil dragon trembled in fear and dared not speak again. Long Chen approached it and sat down with his back to it.
"Don't resist,"
Long Chen said coldly, then slowly closed his eyes. As Long Chen closed them, the dark evil dragon's eyes also closed as well.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, Long Chen opened his eyes, darkness filling them. In his gaze, three thousand runes flickered, intertwining endlessly, and the pattern of a hexagram gradually appeared.
At the same time, three thousand runes flowed within the star sea in Long Chen's dantian, and the hexagram in his eyes was their projection.
"Whether it works or not depends on this move." Long Chen took a deep breath; this was a very bold idea for him.
"Buzz."
Suddenly, a hexagram swirled in Long Chen's eyes, and behind him, a hexagram pattern appeared in the eyes of the dark evil dragon. However, the direction of the hexagram's rotation in its eyes was actually reversed.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, the spinning hexagram stopped, and in the enormous eyes of the evil dragon, a scene appeared.
In that scene was an endless sea of blood, and at the center of the sea stood a towering mountain made of piles of white bones.
The mountains stretched tens of thousands of li, reaching straight into the sky, but within the endless sea of blood, they were as insignificant as a drop in the ocean.
Looking closely beneath the blood sea, it seemed as if endless vengeful spirits were roaming, and their whimpering and wailing could also be heard.
At the summit of White Bone Mountain stood a throne. On the throne, a man in white could be faintly seen sitting atop it. The man seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up at the sky.
"Ah...
Inside the
Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, the evil dragon let out a miserable scream. Its eyes burst open, dragon blood flowed out, and it cried out in agony.
"What is that?" The evil dragon roared, its voice filled with endless fear.
The hexagram in Long Chen's eyes slowly faded, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Thanks,"
Long Chen said, then left the Evil Dragon Space. By the time Long Chen returned to the main hall of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, the nest had already fallen silent.
The Dragon Blood Warrior, Hidden Dragon Warrior, and all the disciples of the Wind God Sea Pavilion began cultivating again. As the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest advanced, the vanished Imperial Dao power reappeared, so naturally, they wouldn't miss this opportunity to improve.
The current power was denser and stronger than what came from the spatial passage. The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest came with its own formation, which would automatically gather the power of the Imperial Dao here.
This imperial power not only carries the power of dragon blood but also the laws of heaven and earth, along with a powerful sacred aura. For any race, this is a great tonic. If missed, one will regret it for life.
The time spent together was beautiful and joyful, but whether it was the Dragonblood Warriors or the Hidden Dragon Warriors, everyone knew that this happiness and happiness were fleeting. If they didn't strive to improve, everything would be mercilessly taken away. The beauty and happiness would eventually turn into endless pain and regret.
Only by becoming strong enough can you protect this beauty. This is the cruelty of cultivation. As long as you don't stand atop the Nine Heavens, everything you have today could turn to nothing tomorrow.
"Boss"
Inside
the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, only Xia Chen was not in seclusion, because he needed to control the direction of the nest and the movements outside.
"This time, I've really been completely transformed!" Long Chen patted Xia Chen on the shoulder and smiled.
Xia Chen said excitedly, "The condensation of my life-bound dragon vein has truly transformed me. I feel like my spring has arrived."
"So soon?" Congratulations!" Long Chen was stunned at first, then his face lit up with joy.
"Huh?" Ahem, boss, you might have misunderstood. The spring I mentioned isn't the spring you imagined." Xia Chen said awkwardly.
Long Chen rolled his eyes instantly. He had thought Xia Chen had found the girl he liked among the Hidden Dragon Warriors. After all, Xia Chen had a painful past and hadn't moved on for so many years, so his happiness for him was pointless.
"What I mean is, I will condense the talisman into my life-bound dragon vein. The dragon vein is endless, the talisman is endless, the bloodline is endless, the dragon vein is endless." Xia Chen said.
Long Chen couldn't help but be moved. This was impressive—using bloodline power to condense runes, with the dragon soul's blessing, bloodline as the source. As long as the bloodline doesn't run dry, the talismans will never run out.
Xia Chen's talismans are incredibly powerful, but they have a huge drawback: engraving them requires a huge amount of time and experience.
With every major battle, Xia Chen's savings would be completely depleted, and then he would continue to frantically carve talismans. In the entire Dragonblood Legion, he was the busiest.
But a rune master, without formation disks and talismans, is like a tiger with limbs chopped off and teeth pulled out—almost crippled.
But now Xia Chen could condense talismans with bloodline power, which was terrifying. No wonder this guy was so excited—indeed, his spring had arrived.
"There's a fight ahead—it's humans!"
Suddenly, Xia Chen exclaimed. Through the formation of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, he detected the fluctuations of battle and also sensed the aura of the human race.
"Let's go take a look,"