Chapter 1675 (Raw 1687):
Right now, Xiao Chen was in a position that was good for neither advancing nor retreating. Just as he was about to give up temporarily, the formations in the cultivation room suddenly stabilized.
Junior Brother, you can awaken your bloodline spirit with your mind at ease. I'll help stand guard.
Ye Zifeng's voice rang out in Xiao Chen's mind, giving Xiao Chen a sense of security. Many thanks, Senior Brother.
The aura of the Azure Dragon's remnant spirit disappeared in a flash from the Purple Flame Sect's main peak.
After attracting the attention of the Cloud Sea Elders of the sect, the aura immediately vanished, no longer perceptible.
A while later, the Elders gave up on searching for the source of this aura. They just took it as a disciple failing in an attempt at soul summoning.
With Ye Zifeng standing guard, Xiao Chen calmed down and started to circulate the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art again.
All the blood in Xiao Chen's body surged and roiled endlessly.
His body warmed. Then, it felt like it was burning, all his skin turning a fiery red.
As the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art continued circulating, spots of azure light separated from Xiao Chen's blood.
His blood boiled hot as it surged, all of it starting to release azure motes of light continuously.
After that, all the azure motes of light sped towards Xiao Chen's brain. Initially, he had already felt this process to be quite unbearable. Now, his brain felt like it was burning; he nearly fainted.
How can this be? The feeling of his rationality slowly ebbing away startled Xiao Chen.
Apprehensive and irritable emotions spread in Xiao Chen's mind, affecting his rationality.
"Phew!"
Xiao Chen, who sat cross-legged, opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. Immediately, heatwaves surged throughout the cultivation room. It was like a dragon breathing, horrifying and scary, accompanied by deep growls.
The entire cultivation room started trembling once more. The formations buzzed, and small cracks appeared in the walls.
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On the roof, Ye Zifeng frowned slightly. Since he was already cultivating Soul Energy, he could clearly see the invisible dragon soul coiled in the room, wanting to soar into the sky and shake it up.
Ye Zifeng gently drifted down and landed on one foot, stepping on that dragon's head and firmly suppressing it.
"Which of the six Dragon Race bloodlines is this? The berserk aura is similar to the Red Dragon bloodline, but the Red Dragon spirit does not look like this."
Ye Zifeng was very knowledgeable. When he was in the Central Great Realm during his younger days, he had interacted with many major characters with Great Desolate Eon bloodlines.
As far as he recalled, there was no such bloodline in the Dragon Race. However, it was impossible for this to be a false dragon or one of the other branches.
The aura of Xiao Chen's dragon soul was clearly stronger than that of the six main bloodlines of the Dragon Race. How could it be a false dragon?
Reason told Ye Zifeng that this was no simple matter and that he absolutely could not leak it out.
A slight breeze blew, and Ye Zifeng's upright figure was like a naked blade. Strands of Great Dao Energy emanated from his body. Using Dao Might, he firmly suppressed the dragon soul.
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Outside the courtyard, Ling Yu, who had just finished preparing the supplementary herbs for the Life Juice Source bath, was caught off guard and directly blown back the instant he opened the doors to the courtyard.
He felt a soul-deep threat, one so deep that his body and bloodline trembled.
Ling Yu fell prostrate to the ground, buckling under the huge pressure.
"What's going on?"
Blood leaked out of the corners of Ling Yu's lips as he panicked. Suddenly, he recalled the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art that he gave Xiao Chen.
Damn it! Did something happen to Martial Uncle?
With this thought, Ling Yu paled. Facing that huge pressure, he struggled to his feet and inched his way in, step by step.
Then, he headed for the cultivation room that was originally his and took a look. A pair of azure-colored dragon eyes appeared, giving off a resplendent golden light.
"Whoosh!"
Ling Yu vomited another mouthful of blood as he got blown away again.
Ancient spirit! It's the ancient spirit in Martial Uncle's body. Ling Yu, who was sprawled on the ground again, felt deeply shocked.
He had never imagined that the ancient spirit in Xiao Chen's body would be so strong, so scarily strong.
Ling Yu's Astral Roc bloodline could not resist at all.
Originally, Ling Yu thought that the Great Desolate Eon bloodline in Xiao Chen's body was extremely thin and likely ranked at the back, something far from comparable to his own Astral Roc bloodline.
However, based on the current situation, the strongest bloodlines of the Great Desolate Hundred Races might not even be comparable to this.
"Where exactly did this martial uncle come from?" Ling Yu muttered under his breath. The more he thought about his various experiences with Xiao Chen, the more he felt that Xiao Chen had an extremely mysterious background.
Then, when Ling Yu thought about how he had coldly rejected him, he could not help flushing.
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Ling Yu, there is no need to get any closer. I am standing guard for Junior Brother. Go patrol the area; don't let anyone get close.
Suddenly, Ye Zifeng's voice rang out in Ling Yu's mind, startling him to his senses. It turned out that his master was already here. In that case, there was nothing to worry about.
With Master around, Martial Uncle Xiao Chen will definitely be safe.
In Ling Yu's heart, Ye Zifeng was like a god. With Ye Zifeng around, everything could be settled.
After standing up again, Ling Yu stopped trying to push his way into the courtyard, obeying his master's orders and patrolling the surroundings.
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Inside the cultivation room, Xiao Chen panted softly. He felt some horror and fear in his heart.
He felt unbearably hot, wanting to breathe out and relax.
However, unexpectedly, the panting turned into deep dragon roars that tested his endurance even further.
As the azure light that separated from Xiao Chen's blood continued to gather, a dragon soul took vague form in the depths of his soul.
The next step was for Xiao Chen to merge his soul with this ancient spirit.
When the merger succeeded, Xiao Chen would be able to activate his Azure Dragon bloodline freely at any moment.
Xiao Chen needed the Azure Dragon bloodline too much. Ever since he witnessed Ling Yu's combat prowess soaring after Ling Yu activated his bloodline, he had longed to activate the Azure Dragon bloodline. This was such a vast treasure, but it was hidden in his body, unusable. What else could this be aside from a waste?
However, right now, the situation seemed different from what Xiao Chen imagined. He vaguely felt that this dragon soul seemed to be vying with him for dominance.
Could it be that after the merger, Xiao Chen would truly turn into a dragon, and his original consciousness would be completely wiped out?
No one could have expected such worries.
No matter who it was, or how strong their bloodline was, the ancient spirit could not occupy the dominant position. After being passed down and diluted for so many generations, the ancient spirit would just be a strand of remnant spirit and could not be very strong.
However, Xiao Chen's situation was truly somewhat of an exception. As he breathed deeply, he uncontrollably released dragon roars. The entire room trembled endlessly.
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On the roof, due to Ye Zifeng's efforts to suppress this commotion, beads of sweat already appeared on his forehead.
Ye Zifeng was injured in the first place. Now, some blood leaked out between his lips; he no longer found this as relaxed as it was in the beginning.
The situation was as Ye Zifeng expected. The bloodline power of his junior brother was quite impressive.
This further firmed up his decision to suppress this dragon soul and not let this secret get out.
Once news of such an anomaly leaked, it would attract everyone's attention prematurely.
Who knew how many people might come to fear this? It was hard to imagine Xiao Chen getting a chance to grow into his powers.
Someone would definitely kill Xiao Chen off before he could do so.
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In the cultivation room, Xiao Chen was having the fight of his life, which made him hesitate.
He did not know whether he should continue to the end or not.
Azure-colored dragon scales had already appeared on his skin, glittering with a metallic sheen.
Such a situation worried Xiao Chen even more. He became even more impatient and violent as his consciousness gradually faded.
It's over!
Suddenly, Xiao Chen was horrified to discover that the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art was circulating automatically without his direction.
No matter what Xiao Chen tried, he could not stop it. Motes of azure light continuously separated from the blood flowing in his limbs and bones, pouring towards his brain.
That faint dragon soul in the depths of his brain turned more and more distinct.
As the dragon soul grew larger, it slowly occupied Xiao Chen's soul, causing a dreadful bloating sensation. This was a pain that came from the soul, something that could not be stopped.
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"How can this be? His Soul Pool enlarged by four or five times!"
Ye Zifeng, who was keeping tabs on Xiao Chen, showed a puzzled expression, feeling extremely confused. Logically, given Xiao Chen's cultivation, if anything touched his Soul Pool, it should scatter his soul, turning his body into an empty husk.
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Am I going to die?
As Xiao Chen's consciousness slowly blurred, his thoughts gradually emptied. As he lay unawares, a pair of dragon wings grew out from his back, spreading out straight like sharp swords.
His hands turned incredibly sharp. His entire body was undergoing dragonification. The situation kept progressing towards the worst-case scenario.
However, just as things were approaching a tipping point, a mysterious black pearl in the depths of Xiao Chen's soul suddenly released a bright Immortal light.
When that dragon soul was on the verge of wiping out Xiao Chen's soul, the black pearl generated an uncontrollable suction, swallowing up that unparalleled and incredibly tyrannical ancient spirit without leaving anything behind.
Xiao Chen had already fainted at this time and did not see this strange scene.