Chapter 649: Prince, Save Me
The Taihu Dragon God seemed to be crushed and chewed to pieces, as if being repeatedly burned by the fire of purgatory. There was only endless wailing, and he was swallowed up by the endless black wind.
The Taihu Dragon God only felt that he was about to die, or perhaps he had already died, and only his dragon soul was enduring endless pain, like a stone statue that was smashed and ground into powder, and then turned over and over again into another shape, repeating this cycle endlessly.
In this endless torture, the consciousness of the Taihu Dragon God will also fall into complete madness and be swallowed by endless chaos.
But this chaos was suddenly illuminated by a ray of light.
The real pain disappeared, but the shadow left by the pain enveloped the Taihu Dragon God like a tide, soaking every pore, every scale, and every inch of his flesh and blood.
"No!"
The Taihu Dragon God heard his own wails and requests, and the rippling light of the Taihu Dragon Palace sprinkled into his eyes, making him feel as if he was reborn in another world.
He has transformed into his true form as a white dragon, crawling in the water palace. The messenger from the Yangtze River Dragon Palace standing in front of him is holding the dragon refining treasure box. The treasure box has been closed and sealed with a talisman.
The torture that seemed to last for ten thousand years was only a small moment.
The messenger from the Yangtze River Dragon Palace did not speak. The man holding the Dragon Refining Treasure Box and the woman holding the Taihu God were just looking at him quietly.
The Taihu Dragon God struggled to get up, transformed into a human form, knelt in front of the messenger, touched the ground with his head, and begged for forgiveness.
Even if he had to follow the laws of heaven and walk on the Dragon-Slaying Platform, he would rather not endure the torture of the Dragon Refining Box again.
The Taihu Dragon God surrendered, and Han Zhang turned around to look at Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi walked over to the two of them and gazed at the old dragon, tears streaming down his face and brimming with decay. The old dragon had absorbed too much human incense in a short period of time, and hadn't had enough time to purify himself. He was already obsessed, and now he was even more obsessed.
The old dragon looked up at the red-robed messenger, his eyes filled with pleading.
Gong Mengbi said, "You have committed a heinous crime, and you should be punished with the Dragon Refining Box."
The Taihu Dragon God shuddered. Just hearing the name again, the boundless torment seemed to surge up again, making him feel extremely frightened.
"But considering that we need you now, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious contributions."
The Taihu Dragon God's eyes lit up and he said anxiously, "Please give your instructions, messenger."
Gong Mengbi continued, "We will also save your son Duheng's life."
"You only have one thing to do." Gong Mengbi's gaze was imprinted in the eyes of the Taihu Dragon God, and he said word by word: "Do your best to capture the Five-Power God!"
The Taihu Dragon God's mind buzzed, and he felt as if he had fallen into a huge trap and whirlpool. The Taihu Dragon God was well aware of the power of the Wutong God. To capture Wutong, he would have to risk his life.
But he was also filled with joy. Compared to the Dragon Refining Box, even dying at the hands of the Five-Directional God was a better choice, not to mention that Du Heng's life was involved.
All sorts of thoughts flooded into his mind, sometimes lucid, sometimes confused. He kowtowed deeply under Gong Mengbi's gaze, then joyfully transformed into a dragon and rose up, shouting, "I'll catch them right now!"
Aunt Xia looked at the old dragon's crazy and mad appearance, seemed a little afraid, and said, "He doesn't look right."
Gong Mengbi said: "He has gone crazy."
He was possessed by the incense and became obsessed with it. His heart was broken by the dragon refining treasure box, and he was secretly subjected to the secret method of Gong Mengbi. How could he not go crazy?
It would be fine if he was just crazy, but I'm afraid that if he wasn't crazy and was still thinking about escaping, then it would be truly endless torture.
Gong Mengbi glanced around the Taihu Water Palace, passing over Jin Ting Daxian's useless disciple, then returned to Han Zhang and Xia Gu. He said, "I'll leave this place in your hands. I have to leave first."
Han Zhang's expression changed slightly. He stared at Gong Mengbi and said solemnly, "Be careful."
Xia Gu asked, "What are you going to do?"
Gong Mengbi ignored Xia Gu, nodded to Han Zhang, and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the water palace.
Xia Gu pursed her lips and muttered, "Pretending to be mysterious!"
Han Zhang glared at her and said, "Don't worry about it."
Because Xia Gu was in the wrong about Jin Wangsun, she didn't dare to contradict her uncle and could only secretly make a face.
The Taihu Water Palace had been roiled by the Taihu Dragon God himself, resulting in heavy casualties and the downfall of a large number of people. Tie Chen approached the envoy, and the next steps would depend on how Han Zhang and Xia Gu would manage the situation.
Han Zhang and Xia Gu were satisfied with Tie Chen. Although they arrived late, they heard everything they should have heard, so they were somewhat friendly to him.
Rong Shangyi, however, stared at Tie Chen for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Is your father the Tieji Dragon King?"
Tie Chen was slightly surprised and bowed, "The Dragon King Tieji is my father. Does this aunt recognize my father?"
Rong Shangyi smiled and said, "Your father was the Dragon King's right-hand man, and he made great achievements in conquering demons. I've seen you grow up so big. If your father is still alive, he would be proud of you."
Tiechen's eyes filled with tears and he bowed deeply.
Han Zhang and Xia Gu exchanged a glance, their minds in tacit agreement. Since he was a descendant of a loyal and righteous man, the rest of the story would be much easier to handle.
"Wutong boy! Wutong boy!" Above Taihu Lake, the old dragon turned into a white rainbow, muttering the name of Wutong God. As if guided by some mysterious force, he headed straight towards Zhenshan.
This guidance was of course secretly given by Gong Mengbi. Without the guidance, the old dragon would have found his way to the end of time.
The old dragon flew over the sky of Gusu, and only a cloud passed by quickly, casting a hazy shadow, and soon the bright moonlight appeared again.
The King of Wu looked at the moonlight, which was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and became worried that it might harm the Crown Prince.
The pressure he endured that night was greater than that of the battles of the past few years.
Outside the window came the sound of monks chanting scriptures, which was full of Zen and rhythm, and had the effect of soothing people's hearts and dispelling evil.
The Gusu City God Temple was shaking constantly, the gold paint on the statues was peeling off, dust was falling from the roof, and tiles were falling with a crackling sound, as if a dragon was turning over.
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