Suddenly, the prisoner domain fell silent, and she suddenly realized that the black dragon might have heard the conversation between her and Si Jing.
Given its personality, it must have hated people like Si Jing. It couldn't cook for this old friend it once cared about and didn't care about his thoughts at all.
"So you also want the power left by Qinglong?" The black dragon looked at the prison area.
"You don't want it?" Prisoner asked in a mocking tone.
The black dragon looked at him and smiled bitterly: "I have never thought about it."
Xuan Wu thought that the prison zone in the Obsidian Organization's seclusion was a fragment of prison power left over from ancient times. It was only powerful enough that it could gain consciousness and become Si Jing's helper.
But the black dragon, who was familiar with the prisoner zone, realized as soon as he entered the village that the prisoner zone in this village was definitely not a fragment of power, but a part of its essence.
After arriving here, I found that the originally pink fur of the prisoner had faded into a slightly transparent white due to the gradual dissipation of power. It, the most powerful mutant fox in the world, should be about to disappear.
"You see, if I can't obtain the power of the Azure Dragon, I will disappear completely." As a king-level existence, he has survived in this world for too long, so long that the end is approaching, and so long that there is no longer any existence that he recognizes.
The moment it saw the black dragon, even though it knew it followed Nan Muran and the others, it did not feel like it saw an opposing existence. Instead, it felt like it saw a familiar friend, and an indescribable feeling of emotion surged in its heart.
The black dragon looked at the prison area for a long time and said, "We will all reach this day eventually. It is useless to force it."
"How can it be useless? As long as I can successfully reach the emperor level, I can survive." Qiuyu's tone became excited.
"Qinglong is also an emperor level, and Xuanwu is also an emperor level. Aren't they gradually disappearing?"
Prisoner sneered: "The Azure Dragon sacrificed itself voluntarily after conserving its strength. As for the Black Mist, hasn't it always existed?"
"What exists now is just a consciousness." Although the black dragon could understand the stubbornness of the prisoner, it still comforted it.
Because it understood that once the prison area wanted all of Qinglong's power, it would definitely turn the altar into a new prison area. Now Xuanwu's strength was not enough to deal with it. At that time, everyone who entered the altar would be in danger, including Ranran.
Prisoner stared at the black dragon: "Don't be naive, once Xuanwu obtains the power of Azure Dragon, it can smoothly recover to the emperor level. It will never die, it will live forever."
"Does it make sense?" The black dragon looked at the prison area, not understanding its obsession.
When everything you are familiar with is disappearing forever, when what you care about is passing away, you are still experiencing the rise and fall of the east and the west, the meaning of life is only the two words "let go", everything will become meaningless.
"Why is it meaningless? If it is meaningless, why would Xuan Wu try his best?" Qiuyu looked at the black dragon with a stubborn tone.
Hearing this, the Black Dragon heaved a sigh of relief: "The meaning of the mysterious mist is Ran Ran, so as long as Ran Ran does not disappear, it will always exist, which is different from your persistence."
"What do you mean?" Qiuyu was puzzled.
The Black Dragon looked at Prisoner Domain: "You don't have as strong an obsession with everything you care about and love as he does."
Prisoner was stunned for a long time: "I have never sensed the power of vitality, but Si Jing firmly said that Nan Muran has white vitality in his hand. Why?"
"Because she is the white vitality..." The black dragon looked at the prison area.
Prisoner looked at the black dragon in disbelief. This answer was something it had never expected. If Nan Muran was the white vitality force, it would not be surprising that Xuan Wu followed her.
After a long time, Prisoner suddenly laughed: "It's not all obsession, it's just that it pursues its beloved, and I pursue powerful strength."
"The black fog has gradually recovered. Do you really want to do this?" The black dragon looked at the prison area helplessly.
Prisoner nodded: "In order to survive, I have to do this."
It has evaluated Xuan Wu's strength more than once, and it guesses that Xuan Wu's current recovered strength is only 30%. Suddenly, Prisoner thought of Chen Wu, whom he had been worshipping in the secluded place, and his eyes flashed unconsciously.
Seeing that it had no intention of turning back, the black dragon gave up the idea of continuing and turned around and walked straight out of the yard, intending to go back to Nan Muran and the others to explain the situation.
When he returned to the house, he didn't see Nan Muran and the others, so he knew they must be in the space.
"Xuanwu, I see Ranran." The black dragon spoke to the void without any politeness.
Xuan Wu's consciousness suddenly changed, and he directly brought the black dragon into the space.
Because it was already dawn outside, everyone had returned to their rooms to rest, so the extremely sleepy Nan Muran had already fallen asleep, curled up peacefully in a corner of the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.
If other people saw her sleeping like this in such a hot environment, I wonder how envious they would be.
Xuan Wu's voice was the first to sound: "Is the Prisoner Domain itself here, or is it a fragment of its power?"
The black dragon glanced into the void and coiled up next to Nan Muran's hand, without any intention of answering Xuan Wu's question.
"Black Dragon, don't forget that this is my space." Xuan Wu was too lazy to threaten anyone.
The black dragon rolled his eyes: "So what, hit me?"
Seeing that it was still being as shameless as ever, Xuan Wu was too lazy to argue with it anymore.
After a while, Si Ye appeared in the pavilion: "Hei Jiao, you are back? How is it? Do you have any useful information?"
The black dragon looked at Si Ye who appeared in the mysterious mist space and was surprised at first, then suddenly asked: "Is this the incarnation of your consciousness in the real world?"
Xuan Wu naturally knew that Hei Jiao was asking him this question, but because of its attitude just now, Xuan Wu chose to remain silent without hesitation.
"How stingy." The black dragon was speechless. How could an old monster who had lived for thousands of years still be so petty?
In Xuanwu's space, it itself is God and the creator. No one's little thoughts can be hidden from it, so it naturally knows what the black dragon is thinking.
“Same here.”
As soon as Xuan Wu finished speaking, Hei Jiao also noticed the key point and said in an unhappy tone: "You are peeping into my consciousness."
"No need, it will speak to me in my ear on its own initiative." It must be said that what Xuan Wu said was true. In the space created by it, the consciousness of all living beings would indeed whisper in his ears.
There is only one exception, Nan Muran. It will only sense her thoughts if she is willing.
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