Chapter 318 Awakening, the Dragon King in Sleep.
The Dragon King, who had been asleep for an unknown amount of time, found himself in a relatively lush hillside.
"Cough cough, I wonder how Old Mo and the others are doing?"
Looking at the faint flickering firelight and black smoke in the distance, Oscar sat dejectedly on a nearby rock, his fists clenched so tightly his nails dug into his palms, drawing blood.
"Don't worry, Brother Xuanmo and the others will be fine."
Under Shenger's watchful gaze, Xian Yun'er stepped forward, placing her delicate hand on Oscar's shoulder, offering words of comfort.
To be honest, in the three months they had spent together, this was the first time Xian Yun'er had seen Oscar like this.
Her usual impression of Oscar was that he would just laugh it off no matter what happened, seemingly unconcerned. But this time, he was filled with an aura of despair.
"Oscar, you…"
Before Xian Yun'er could say anything more, Oscar suddenly stood up, the aura emanating from him causing even the already helpless and bewildered Shenger to turn his head in surprise.
"No! I can't go on like this!"
At this moment, Oscar covered his head with both hands, hating his own weakness once again.
No matter when, every time danger struck, he was protected by his companions. It was like that back in Shrek Academy, and now, after coming out to train, Xuanmo and Ma Hongjun still worried about him. Now, he was left only with the two of them to cover his retreat.
Recalling the soul tool he had used in the battle just now, Oscar shook his head violently, trying to clear his mind.
"No, a soul tool is ultimately an external object. Moreover, it limits the development of soul tools and is not one's own power."
At this moment, Oscar no longer cared about Xian Yun'er and Shenger beside him, and just muttered to himself.
Seeing this, Xian Yun'er looked at Oscar's almost demonic state and was about to reach out when Shenger grabbed her hand and shook his head slightly, saying,
"In this situation, let him calm down."
Although they had only spent three months together, Shenger knew quite a bit about the relationship between Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Xuanmo, at least on the surface.
The bond between Xuanmo and his two companions was like that of brothers.
Therefore, Shenger was certain that Oscar was suffering even more than they were after what had happened…
Meanwhile, a piece of information flashed through Oscar's mind from his year of training away from home: information about "Mirror Beasts" and the possibility of becoming a true support-type Soul Master.
"It's said that Mirror Beasts exist in the far north. I wonder if there's any information about such Soul Beasts on this Sun and Moon Continent. But even so, I'll give it a try."
Thinking this, Oscar gazed in the direction of the flames, his fist, which had just relaxed, clenching again…
"Whoosh… Whoosh…"
"Screech… Screech…"
A fierce wind howled, carrying sand across the almost desolate land. Looking around, there was hardly a human figure, only the seemingly endless Gobi Desert and the endless yellow sand.
Besides, carrion vultures, some ten-year-old soul beasts, circled overhead from time to time, emitting unpleasant cries…
As the gale swept across the land, amidst a patch of withered yellow grass and beside a nearly dead, crooked tree, two disheveled figures could be vaguely discerned.
Their clothes were tattered, and they were covered in blood. If it weren't for their heaving chests and the fact that their injuries weren't fatal, anyone would likely mistake them for two corpses carelessly abandoned in this desolate Gobi Desert.
One of them, covered in blood, could be vaguely discerned as a figure dressed in black, with a resolute face.
At that moment, a carrion vulture in the sky seemed to sense the faint movement and swooped down…
After a long silence, the figure twitched one of its fingers, feeling a sudden pain in its chest. Then, its tightly closed eyes snapped open.
The scene that greeted his eyes was a soul beast he didn't recognize, resembling a vulture, pecking at him.
Without hesitation, the figure swiftly grabbed the soul beast by the neck.
With a snap, the soul beast died.
After doing this, looking at the other soul beasts that dared not approach, the figure began to barely survey his surroundings.
But all he saw was swirling yellow sand and the howling wind. He shakily struggled to his feet, muttering to himself,
"Where am I?"
The first to awaken was Xuan Mo, who had been teleported out by Di Tian's backup plan. The other person lying unconscious beside him was Ma Hongjun.
When they were rescued by Di Tian and swept into the spatial teleportation, their soul power was exhausted, leaving them without energy for protection. Therefore, they were ravaged by the spatial force, but were not seriously injured. Even he and Ma Hongjun, whose soul power was exhausted and whose meridians were damaged, received some recovery under the power of the Ice and Fire Dragon King, so their lives weren't in much danger.
However, Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun's bodies had been ravaged by that spatial power, so they wouldn't be in much better shape.
At this moment...
Exhausted of his soul power, Xuan Mo managed to get up, but his strength was reduced to less than one-tenth. Looking at Ma Hongjun beside him, he tried to wake him, but to no avail.
If it weren't for the fact that Ma Hongjun was still breathing, Xuan Mo would have thought the fat man was dead. He almost dug a hole and buried him.
Relieved to find Ma Hongjun was alright, Xuan Mo then focused his mind on his spiritual sea.
However, he found that although there was still a slight energy fluctuation in his sea of consciousness, it was completely empty. Fortunately, although his sea of consciousness was empty, he could still vaguely sense the presence of the Ice and Fire Dragon King's spiritual imprints.
But they seemed to have suffered some kind of slumber, all falling into a deep sleep.
"I didn't expect Uncle Ice and Uncle Fire to be asleep. It seems the situation just now wasn't as easy as they made it out to be..."
Xuan Mo murmured, then used his spiritual power to sense the surrounding sounds. He remained constantly vigilant for dangers around him, lest he be ambushed by spirit beasts or spirit masters in this desolate place.
After all, it's always better to be cautious when you're out in the world.
Immediately afterward, Xuan Mo sat cross-legged, feeling a wave of weariness wash over him.
However, by stimulating himself with his mental energy, he began to recover his depleted spirit power…
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