The Purple-Eyed Nine-Tailed Demon Fox had spent quite some time with Bai Xiaole. Their souls were connected, and it had never seen Bai Xiaole like this before. Clearly, Bai Xiaole's anger had reached its peak.
In the past, it always threatened Bai Xiaole by saying it wanted to terminate the contract, but Bai Xiaole would persistently persuade him every time, and only then did it finally give up.
Now, Bai Xiaole had taken the initiative to propose terminating the contract, and with a look of resolve, the little fox was a bit startled.
Most of the time, it was just trying to scare Bai Xiaole and never really thought about leaving him. But now, Bai Xiaole's words left its mind blank.
At that moment, it knew Bai Xiaole's patience with it had reached its limit. If it dared to act recklessly, Bai Xiaole would definitely terminate the contract with it.
The little fox fell silent. It glanced at Hou Tianwu with some reluctance, then slowly closed its eyes.
Seeing the little fox so stunned, Bai Xiaole couldn't help but breathe a deep sigh of relief. He really liked the little fox—it was his closest companion, someone willing to sacrifice his life to protect.
But Xiao Jiu's inflated personality after growing stronger made him feel a bit uncomfortable. But it didn't matter at all—after all, they were partners, and mutual tolerance and tolerance were the norm.
But if, because of the little fox's stubbornness, the plan flaws or mistakes, leading to unimaginable consequences, Bai Xiaole absolutely could not forgive the little fox, let alone himself.
So, what he just said was definitely not just to scare the little fox. If the little fox really did that, he would use the power of the Heavenly Eye to seal both himself and the little fox together.
As a result, the Dragon Blood Legion would be short two top-tier fighters. But Long Chen had said before that once he began to subdue the Imperial Dao's reverse scale, they would spare no effort to delay and wait for his return.
Now, everyone's attention was focused on the reverse scale of the imperial path, making it the perfect time to delay. If the little fox made a move, it would bring about an early battle, and no one could bear the consequences. That's why Bai Xiaole had no choice but to say such heartless words.
A ruthless word, a blade that hurts people—although the little fox was intimidated by him, it must feel terrible inside. But Bai Xiaole couldn't care about any of that.
"Rumble...
When Long Chen was sucked into the Dragon Scale Space, the scales, like a purple sun, began to tremble uncontrollably. Violent killing intent and destructive intent kept releasing from the space.
Even a powerhouse of Hou Tianwu's level shivered under the impact of that killing intent and will.
"Damn it, what on earth has this bastard done? Even the imperial path's wrath has been provoked, and now they're calling out names to get rid of him."
Hou Tianwu looked at the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Path and gritted his teeth. No matter who was sucked into the Reverse Scale space, they would surely die.
Their original goal in coming here was to use everyone's strength to continuously drain the power of the Imperial Dao's reverse scale. In other words, they used a sheer force to drain its sacred power, only when it weakened to a certain point could they have a chance to obtain it.
Thus, the major powers fought fiercely for territory, fighting until rivers of blood flowed, the aura of the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao constantly shifted, and divine power was relentlessly released.
They had thought the Imperial Reverse Scale required sacrificing its source power to resist the erosion of blood energy, but they didn't realize that this Imperial Reverse Scale was not a sacred Reverse Scale, but rather a terrifying inner demon sealed within the Chaos Dragon Emperor.
Now, with the aura of the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Path raging, they thought it had sensed danger and was thoroughly enraged. Now, having Long Chen sucked into the Reverse Scale space, they were also sounding a warning bell.
If the Imperial Dao's reverse scale were to defeat them one by one, all their previous plans would be wasted.
No matter who the experts here are, none are confident they can defeat the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao one-on-one. Once sucked in, there's basically no chance of survival.
"It's good that Long Chen was sucked in—it's a perfect chance to test the waters, letting us witness the true power of the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao." Xiang Tu said.
Although things hadn't gone according to his plan, if Long Chen died inside, it wouldn't be good for him, but it wasn't bad either. Previously, he had worried that Long Chen might die at Hou Tianwu's hands, which would greatly boost Hou Tianwu's reputation.
The reverse scale of the imperial path has always been a mystery. If Long Chen's death can solve the mystery for them, it would be a tremendous blessing.
"Brother Long Chen, will you be alright?" Seeing Long Chen being sucked into the Dragon Scale Space, Xiaoyue couldn't help but say with some concern.
Tang Wan'er smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, this was all within his expectations. He just didn't expect it to happen so quickly."
"Buzz buzz buzz...
The
reverse scale of the Imperial Dao trembled in different ways. For a moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on it, quietly sensing its changes.
On the left side opposite the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Path, two women were staring intently at the scale. These two were Feng Fei and Jiang Yue'e.
"This guy is always so unexpected. What should we do?" Feng Fei couldn't help but smile wryly, her beautiful eyes filled with anxiety.
Earlier, when they heard Long Chen arguing with everyone, they had thought that if they went to join up with him, if necessary, they could help him share some of the pressure at critical moments.
During the rune contest for the Jiuli Divine Stele, Long Chen obtained all the runes. Just as he was about to be kicked out of the space, he broke through the barrier and entered Long Zaiye's space, slapped Long Zaiye, and stripped some runes from the stele using the Seven-Colored Supreme Blood, giving them to Long Tianrui, Feng Fei, and Jiang Yue'e.
Thanks to Long Chen's help, their comprehension speed increased significantly, allowing them to comprehend more primal Jiuli divine patterns and condense their natal heavenly veins more quickly.
On the path of cultivation, being one step ahead is crucial, as it can leave countless others far behind.
Moreover, they already possessed the purest Jiuli bloodline, and with the support of these runes, their strength soared exponentially. That world-destroying power felt unreal to themselves.
However, they had always remembered this favor in their hearts. Feng Fei was an old friend of Long Chen, and Jiang Yue'e was also a person of integrity—she would repay every grudge and repay kindness.
She disliked owing favors and always hoped for a chance to repay them. Just as she was about to meet up with Long Chen, Long Chen ended up being taken into the Dragon Scale Space.
At that moment, both of their hearts sank to the bottom of a valley. Outsiders in the Dragon Scale Space could not enter at all. Not to mention the forbidden zone, even crossing the line would mean instant annihilation.
In the face of such terrifying power, all beings were like ants, unable to help him even if they wished.
Not far away, Long Tianrui also looked at the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao, her eyes filled with concern.
While everyone's gaze was fixed on the Reverse Scale of the Imperial Dao, Long Chen was already inside a massive altar.
Within billions of miles around the altar, eight purple dragon pillars pierced straight into the sky, and countless chains connected to a bound figure at the center of the altar.
When Long Chen arrived, the bound figure slowly raised his head, his purple pupils like sharp blades, stabbing toward Long Chen:
"Xiuyang, are you sending your disciple here to die?"