The Dragon Palace draws in the cool evening air
The red mist arrived suddenly, and almost no one had time to react, including Shen Qiexing.
It was a voice that could even be described as a child's voice. The Phoenix Maiden was furious and looked in the direction of the red mist.
She saw a boy, barely reaching her knees, with a face full of sorrow beyond his years, his eyes brimming with extremely complex emotions. He first glanced at the divine object he was carrying, then looked at the Phoenix Maiden and the Forest King in the distance.
"Who are you......
Sen Wang stared at him in shock, uttering a name: "You are the Soul Master?"
How did the Soul Master turn into a child?!
This is simply...unbelievable.
Shen Qiexing glanced at him briefly, then lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. "Soul Master, you have finally released the control of the Word Spirit."
Among the four great clans of the world, even the Dragon Clan ancestors, the creators of the Oath of Words, could not arbitrarily release the Oath of Words when the caster was not present. If anyone could escape the shackles of the Oath of Words, it would only be the rulers of the Spirit Clan.
Each generation of Soul Masters possesses the ability to reincarnate. With each reincarnation, a significant portion of their magical power is weakened, but their soul is cleansed and purified, reducing the karmic burdens accumulated over hundreds of years.
Apart from this, self-reincarnation has no other unique features, and no one would use this method casually unless they were burdened by karmic obstacles.
Over tens of thousands of years, one of the rulers of the Spirit Race accidentally discovered that self-reincarnation could wash away the oath of the Dragon Race's secret technique, the Word of Power. However, it required several reincarnations to completely wash away the oath. That ruler spent more than a year reincarnating a total of twelve hundred times, finally breaking free from the control of the Word of Power. But similarly, his magical power was completely exhausted with each reincarnation. On the twelve hundredth reincarnation, he became a child of about three years old, no different from any other mortal in the mortal world.
Throughout his remaining eighty-seven years, this ruler regretted countless times that if he hadn't made that attempt, he could still possess immense magical power and a lifespan of thousands of years, and wouldn't have fallen to his current state. No one wants to be a mortal; they are as insignificant as ants.
Ultimately, the oath of words won't cause much harm to the person being cursed; it only restricts their speech and actions. If such a high price must be paid, the person being cursed would rather bear the oath of words, even if it means carrying it for a lifetime.
This current Soul Lord has become the second ruler to go so far as to initiate self-reincarnation in order to break free from the oath of the Word of Power.
Shen Qiexing is right. The child-like Soul Master gazed into his eyes with satisfaction and sighed, "Child, if I had arrived a second later, you would have lost your life at the hands of the Phoenix Goddess today."
“Phoenix Girl, stop,” the Soul Master put down Shen Qiexing, his youthful voice filled with an air of old age, “The Forest King said something a thousand years ago, and I will say it to you again: When will this cycle of revenge end!”
What a vicious cycle of revenge!
"Lord of Souls, according to you, my children all died in vain?" Phoenix Maiden's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she laughed angrily. "Since Lord of Souls has already released the power of words, why not tell this descendant of the Dragon God the whole truth of what happened back then, and let him judge for himself whether the Dragon Clan deserved to die!"
Lu Yixin helped Shen Qiexing up, letting him lean on her shoulder, and choked out, "Yes, Soul Master, please tell us the truth about what happened back then."
"Me and Brother Qiexing went through all this trouble just to find out why the dragon race was so cruelly slaughtered. What is it that can't be resolved peacefully, that we have to do something like this?"
The Soul Master remained silent for a moment before finally speaking slowly: "A thousand years ago, I was an old friend of many years with the head of the Dragon Clan, who is also your father—the Xuanhai Dragon God..."
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Only a young and fearless god like Shen Qiexing would appreciate carvings made from human bones.
Xuanhai Dragon God patted his son's shoulder affectionately and told him to go play somewhere else.
"Qingfeng, I know why you've come."
Watching Shen Qiexing leave, the smile on Xuanhai Dragon God's lips gradually faded. He instructed his servants to pour a cup of tea for the Soul Master and gestured for him to sit down. "This is Mao Feng tea that they just brought as tribute, but I feel that it doesn't taste right no matter how I drink it. Why don't you try it?"
The Soul Master could only take a sip, but couldn't taste anything.
What tribute? It's probably just something stolen from who-knows-who.
"Your Majesty, the mortal realm is already very dissatisfied with you. If you..."
He was interrupted impatiently by Xuanhai Dragon God before he could finish his sentence: "Qingfeng, I thought you were the one who understood me best. If you share these things with me, I really don't know who I can talk to anymore."
His words were clear in meaning, so the Soul Master could only smile wryly and abandon his original explanation, saying only, "It's just that I'm too old, and I inevitably get a little dizzy about some things."
Xuanhai Dragon God immediately burst into laughter and said, "Look at what Qingfeng is saying. I took office a few years earlier than you. Wouldn't I be the Black Mountain Demon then!"
He strode to a wooden cabinet, took out a pure gold box, and handed it to the Soul Master. "Inside are the pills I refined a few days ago. They are excellent pills for strengthening the body. Take them."
Holding the heavy box in his hand, he silenced the Soul Master, who had no choice but to tuck the box into his sleeve, say a few more casual words, and leave dejectedly.
Xuanhai Dragon God's expression suddenly darkened, and he summoned someone in, "Song Heng."
A woman in blue appeared behind the curtain and knelt down on one knee, saying, "Your subordinate is here."
"You will take two people to the underworld to guard it. The Soul Master's every word and action must be reported to me."
"yes."
Song Heng was his most trusted confidant, and he felt most at ease entrusting matters to Song Heng.
"Father!"
Shen Qiexing held the bone carving tightly in his arms and ran all the way to Xuanhai Dragon God's side. "Why did Uncle Soul Master leave? Isn't he supposed to stay here with us tonight?"
Xuanhai Dragon God chuckled and picked him up, letting him sit on his lap. "Uncle Soul Master has something to attend to today, so he can't stay overnight."
"Come on, what do you think of the dragon race?"
Shen Qiexing pondered for a moment, then chuckled: "The dragon race is the most powerful clan in the world, isn't it!"
"Who told you that?" Xuanhai Dragon God ruffled his hair and asked with a smile.
"Sister Songheng!"
“When Sister Songheng was teaching me the techniques, she would tell me that the Dragon Clan is the most powerful of the four clans. If we wanted to, the other three clans combined couldn’t defeat us.”
He paused, then looked around curiously. "Father, I can't see Sister Songheng. Where did Sister Songheng go?"
"Your sister Songheng has gone to carry out the task assigned to her by Father," Xuanhai Dragon God asked casually, "Do you hope that Father will rule the world from now on?"
"What about the others?" Shen Qiexing hesitated for a moment.
"You don't need to worry about anyone else."
“Well,” Shen Qiexing nodded, “that would be great.”
“Right,” Xuanhai Dragon God rubbed his fingertips, “Father also thinks it’s good.”
With such powerful magic, it would be a waste not to do something. The Xuanhai Dragon God is no longer satisfied with the title of overlord of the sea; what he wants is to be the overlord of the world.
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The dragon is no longer used as a totem in the mortal world.
The dragons have been bringing calamity to the earth for ten years. In the eyes of the dragons, ten years is but a fleeting moment, but for mortals in the mortal world, ten years is half a lifetime for many.
War raged, smoke filled the air. How could mortals stand shoulder to shoulder with evil dragons? No matter how many more people joined the battlefield, it wouldn't change the fact. It would only result in a few more innocent souls. The dragons wouldn't take them seriously.
"That Xuanhai Dragon God has gone too far!"
The Phoenix Maiden slammed the teacup in her hand to the ground, stood up abruptly from the throne, paced back and forth, and cursed loudly: "What kind of behavior is this? Bullying others by abusing one's power! To hell with that dog of a worm! He wants to destroy the entire mortal world in his hands. Doesn't he know that such behavior will be despised by future generations!"
She grew angrier the more she cursed, and Huang Sheng dared not provoke her, so he could only whisper, "My Lord, please calm down. What if there are dragon spies here?"
"Let him come!" Phoenix Maiden was furious. "Do you think I, the dignified leader of a clan, would be afraid of a mere Xuanhai Dragon God! He'd better come right now, or my entire Wutong Tree clan could drown him with a single spit!"
"Aren't children in this mortal world children too?!"
Huang Sheng was at a loss for words to comfort her. After a moment of silence, Huang Nu suddenly asked Huang Sheng, "Do you know that I can hear the cries of the mortal world even from heaven?"
"this......"
"The children are crying..." The Phoenix Maiden's eyes were already streaked with tears. "Can't he hear them? The children are crying, can't he hear them?!"
She was just saying things in anger. Everyone says that the Phoenix Clan is second only to the Dragon Clan in strength, but no one knows that the difference between them is not just a chasm. The gap between the Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan is an abyss.
Even she couldn't do anything to the dragons.
“My Lord, I heard that seven days ago, the Soul Master of the Spirit Clan went to see the Xuanhai Dragon God for the same reason. However, I heard that when the Soul Master came out of the Heavenly Female Sea, his face was extremely pale. I’m afraid he couldn’t persuade the Xuanhai Dragon God.”
Everyone knows that the Soul Master and the Xuanhai Dragon God have the best relationship. Even the Soul Master returned in disgrace. If it were someone else, the outcome would be predictable.
"I know that Your Majesty is kind-hearted and cannot stand such people, but I must advise Your Majesty not to bring undeserved disaster upon the Phoenix Clan."
Xuanhai Dragon God is now focusing on the mortal world. Wutong Wood, the Underworld, and Mitianze can temporarily escape this calamity. At this time, silence is the best choice.
“Look at that Forest King, he didn’t do anything either.”
“King Sen has always been timid and cowardly, what can we expect him to do?” Phoenix Maiden finally listened to Phoenix Sheng’s words and her anger subsided a little. “But I just can’t sit idly by!”
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