In terms of spiritual power, just like strength, humans are far inferior to dragons. It is easy to defeat a mysterious person with spiritual power, but it is almost impossible to defeat a real dragon.
However, as the king of all dragons originating from the ancient era of gods, the shock caused by his dragon soul to dragons is much greater than that of humans!
As the dragon soul exploded and roared to the sky, all the residual light in the ancient dragon's eyes dissipated and turned into a scarlet color. The blood-stained dragon body froze in the air, and the last bit of despair was like being swept away by a violent wind and quickly dissipated...
With the profound power of the Divine Origin Realm, he counterattacked the power of the Divine Lord Dragon.
With the spirit of the Divine Origin Realm, he shocked the soul of the Divine Lord Dragon.
Yun Che gave his all, using his tiny existence to ignite the only glimmer of hope he could grasp.
Although the ancient horned dragon was already falling towards death, it was, after all, the dragon of the Lord of Gods. The miraculous dragon soul shock lasted for a few moments, which was already its limit.
Mu Xuanyin picked up Yun Che’s unconscious body, slowly pointed her palm towards the ancient horned dragon, and released the last of her dazzling icy light.
Ping-Pong
The ancient horned dragon's final desperate counterattack was already hastening its demise. Under the shock of the dragon soul, the last of its strength was directly dissipated. When the icy light touched its body, the huge dragon body became a medium for the condensation of ice without any resistance. In the blink of an eye, the whole body was covered by ice.
The remaining dragon power can no longer break free.
The last breath of life also turned into nothingness under the chill that penetrated the whole body... The pair of dragon eyes finally completely lost their luster.
The two ancient horned dragons were all killed.
Mu Xuanyin slowly lowered her arms. As she released the last of her strength, her long hair turned completely black. There was no trace of coldness on her body anymore... Instead, she exuded a burning aura that had not been seen in ten thousand years.
The breath was so weak that even she could not detect it. Even the arm that was holding Yun Che was so heavy that she could not lift it. Poisoned, seriously injured, and completely drained of profound energy... With the death of the ancient horned dragon, her consciousness also quickly returned from blur to darkness.
"Ah...where is this..."
From deep within Yun Che’s consciousness, the groaning sound of his soul could be heard.
“…No…I can’t faint…The ancient horned dragon…is still here…Master…will die…”
"Wake up..."
“Wake up!!”
His consciousness was more drowsy and blurry than ever before, and he felt an extremely sharp pain... just like the pain of losing his soul that he had endured in front of the Netherworld Udumbara Flower in the Moon Slaughter Demon Cave. But his eyes suddenly opened as if they were pierced by needles.
He felt a soft arm moving away from his body. In his hazy vision, he saw a snowy silhouette, half stained with blood, falling silently downwards...
And below, is a blurry red world...
God Burial Hell!
His spirit felt as heavy as if a mountain was pressing down on him, but his palms reached out almost instinctively, grabbing the white shadow that had just fallen from his side, and then hugged it tightly in front of him... The breath was so weak that it was heartbreaking, but it made his wandering soul become exceptionally stable.
In the distance, a huge ice-covered shadow was falling straight down.
The ancient dead dragon!
Yun Che hugged Mu Xuanyin, his teeth biting his tongue tightly. His remaining consciousness urged his body to fly towards the giant shadow in the hazy and chaotic world.
This is what Master paid for with his life... I can't let it disappear in the God Burial Infernal Hell like the previous one!
Although his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, his profound strength was still there. The ancient horned dragon was approaching rapidly in his blurred vision. He stretched out his left hand, touched the corpse of the ancient horned dragon, and instantly took it into the Sky Poison Pearl.
He felt slightly relieved, his consciousness instantly sank, and his body suddenly lost control completely, flying towards the endless hell of fire below with Mu Xuanyin.
No... Master, in this state... can't bear the hellfire...
The Ancient Mysterious Ark!!
The Primordial Profound Ark had been floating there, and even the power of the Divine Master had not been able to damage it. Yun Che desperately concentrated his soul power to enter the Primordial Profound Ark...
One breath... two breaths... three breaths...
The moment their bodies were about to touch the fire of the Inferno Prison, the intention to enter the Primordial Profound Ark was finally completed. A flash of white light passed by, and Yun Che and Mu Xuanyin instantly disappeared into the vast Inferno Prison.
His vision was completely pale, he could not see anything, his five senses were so weak that they were almost non-existent. He realized that he had entered the Taikoo Xuanzhou, and beside him, there was a hazy touch from Mu Xuanyin. His consciousness relaxed, and he fainted instantly.
As his consciousness completely subsided, the ancient mysterious boat that had lost its soul connection suddenly fell from the inferno, directly into the vast inferno, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After a long while, the raging inferno finally calmed down, and it was much calmer than usual.
"Yun boy!!"
A rapid roar was approaching quickly, and Huo Rulie rushed over anxiously, but there was no trace of anyone in the vast hell of fire, and no breath could be detected.
"What...just happened?" Huo Rulie glanced around quickly, his face full of surprise and anxiety.
After sending Yun Che nearly three hundred miles away, he turned and ran. But as soon as he turned around, he heard the scream of the ancient horned dragon, and a wave of power swept across, forcing him nearly a hundred miles away. Then, a dragon roar that clearly did not belong to the ancient blue dragon shook his ears. When he caught his breath and came to his senses, he felt that all the breath had disappeared.
He rushed over quickly, but Mu Xuanyin, Yun Che, and even the ancient horned dragon... were nowhere to be seen. Only the remaining embers of power and the extremely strong smell of dragon blood remained in the air.
"Could it be... they are all dead?" Huo Rulie muttered to himself in disbelief. He looked downward, frowned, and suddenly flew into the God Burial Fire Prison.
Huo Rulie searched the hell with all his heart, hoping to find something. He went as deep as he could and moved across the hell for hundreds of miles, but found nothing.
When he finally gave up and came out of the Inferno, he saw Yan Wancang, Yan Juehai, and a group of senior elders had arrived. Nearly a hundred people stared in a daze for a long time facing the unusually calm Inferno.
"Master Huo, have you found anything?" Yan Wancang asked.
Huo Rulie flew up and roared, "What's going on? What happened here? I just turned around, where are they? Where's Yun kid?"
"That Qionglong... is dead." Yan Juehai said, his tone rather frivolous.
"How did he die?"
"Alas, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed it even if I told you." Yan Wancang sighed. The scene of Yun Che knocking over the ancient horned dragon with one sword still made his soul shake violently. He had never thought that he, who stood at the top of the Flame God Realm and had the highest profound strength, would one day be shocked to such an extent by a junior who had just entered the divine way.
“To put it simply, its Dragon Fault was pierced by the Snow Song Realm King’s sword.” Yan Juehai said, “It was doomed to die after its Dragon Fault was pierced, but its counterattack before death…”
Before he finished speaking, Yan Juehai shook his head heavily.
As the Suzaku projection suddenly shattered, no one saw what happened next, but they could imagine it. After Mu Xuanyin stabbed out the Snow Princess Sword with the last bit of strength left, it was impossible for her to resist the ancient Qilin Dragon's final counterattack... The ending was undoubtedly that the master and the disciple died under the Qilin Dragon's claws, and then the Qilin Dragon died, and the two of them and the dragon fell together, buried forever in the Hell of Fire.
The first dragon that was killed by Mu Xuanyin’s forbidden formation was buried in the Fire Prison, and the second one was also buried in the Fire Prison...
Both ancient horned dragons died...but they gained nothing.
Huo Rulie was speechless for a long time, and then he whispered, "How could such a thing happen... I just searched the Hell below for a long time, but found nothing. Including the body of the Qionglong. It seems that it has fallen into a deeper Hell, and it will disappear completely soon."
"This is fate." A Jinwu elder sighed.
“For now, let’s figure out how to explain this matter to the Snow Song Realm.” Yan Wancang said in a deep voice.
They could never have imagined, in their dreams, that such a strange change would occur in the process of hunting the Qilin dragon.
Two horned dragons actually appeared in the God Burial Inferno Prison... In the end, although both horned dragons perished, they were not able to obtain even a single dragon scale. Instead, they also killed the Snow Song Realm King Mu Xuanyin and her direct disciple Yun Che.
“I’m afraid that this time, the Snow Song Realm will fight us to the death.” A Suzaku elder said with a wry smile.
Mu Xuanyin came to the Flame God Realm to help them hunt down the Qionglong, but ended up being buried in the Divine Fire Prison. Mu Xuanyin's status and reputation in the Snow Song Realm were self-evident. If the Ice Phoenix Divine Sect knew about this, one could imagine how sad and angry they would be.
And it’s not just Mu Xuanyin… If Yun Che is safe, with his elemental talent that is even better than Huo Poyun’s, under the full training of the Ice Phoenix Divine Sect, it is very likely that the Snow Song Realm will have a second Mu Xuanyin in the future. But, even Yun Che…
Although the dreams of the Flame God Realm were shattered, they actually did not lose anything.
“Without Mu Xuanyin’s Snow Song Realm, what is there to be afraid of?” said a Phoenix elder.
“This is not a question of whether or not to be afraid.” Yan Juehai said weakly: “The Snow Song Realm King and his disciples suffered this disaster. A big reason is that we did not believe in Yun Che. If we had… even sent a voice message to warn them slightly, the result would not have been like this. Alas.”
Yan Wancang: “…”
"This... this is not our fault. Words like that... how could anyone believe them at the time?" Elder Phoenix said weakly.
“I don’t think we need to worry about this at all.” A Golden Crow elder said, “Without Mu Xuanyin, the Snow Song Realm is not even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath with me, the Flame God. I’m afraid they don’t have the guts to question us. If they really dare to ask for an explanation, we can just blast them back. Even though we didn’t get the Qilin Dragon, Mu Xuanyin’s death is definitely not a bad thing for us.”
“Bullshit!” As soon as Elder Jinwu finished speaking, Huo Rulie frowned in anger: “When did the people of our Flame God Realm become such despicable and shameless people?! No matter what grudges we had before, Mu Xuanyin came because of us and died because of us. No matter what, we must give an explanation to the Snow Song Realm! I, Huo Rulie, still have some dignity!”
“Yes… I spoke out of turn.” The Golden Crow elder lowered his head quickly, muttering in his heart: The sect master used to hate the Snow Song Realm… He especially hated Mu Xuanyin to the point of gnashing his teeth, but why did he seem to have changed his personality in the past two days?
“The death of a Divine Lord is a big deal in the entire Divine Realm, and word will spread quickly.” Yan Wancang said, “If we don’t give an explanation to the Snow Song Realm, I’m afraid we will be looked down upon by the other realms in the Divine Realm.”
“Master, what should we do now? Should we… send a message to the Snow Song Realm immediately?” a Suzaku elder sighed.
Yan Wancang pondered for a long time and shook his head: "Let's keep today's matter secret for now. After a few days, when you have figured out how to deal with the wrath of the Snow Song Realm, you can send a message."
Yan Juehai nodded, and Huo Rulie did not object.
These top figures in the Flame God Realm left the God Burial Inferno Prison with extremely complicated feelings. When walking out of the Inferno Prison area, Yan Wancang suddenly stopped and sighed heavily: "No wonder the Dragon God Realm can become the most respected of all realms. From now on... don't provoke the dragon clan easily."
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