"Hall Master, you called me?"
Long Chen was startled. The Hall Master was still in meditation, yet he could actually talk to him.
"Give me a drop of dragon blood." The Hall Master said.
"Oh, okay!"
Long Chen flicked a drop of golden blood with his finger and flew toward the Hall Master, but the drop of essence blood took a detour midway and flew toward a symbol on the bone stele opposite him.
"Buzz"—
The moment the essence blood landed on the symbol, it lit up faintly, and then the Hall Master's aura changed, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky.
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, the Hall Master spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, startling Long Chen: "
Hall Master, are you alright?"
"Hahaha... The
Hall Master laughed heartily, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. He did not answer Long Chen's words and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.
After a while, he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood, but after spitting out, he absorbed it all on his own.
After each cough up blood, the Hall Master's face was filled with joy, as if he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling.
"What's going on?"
Long Chen couldn't understand what the Hall Master was doing.
However, since the Hall Master remained silent, it was inconvenient for him to ask further. Long Chen wanted to continue comprehending other immortal scripts, but suddenly a thought struck him. He looked at the runes on the bone stele before the Hall Master. There were few runes, the strokes twisted and jagged, resembling a coiled monstrous dragon.
"Dragon Claw?"
When Long Chen saw one of the words, those two words slipped out without hesitation.
Upon seeing that immortal script, he sensed it and naturally read its name.
The moment he uttered its name, Long Chen naturally formed ten fingers like hooks, forming the shape of dragon claws.
"Could it be that this bone stele carved from dragon bones records all the dragon clan's ultimate techniques?"
Long Chen was overjoyed. He gave up on other immortal scripts and began to focus on studying this one.
As Long Chen's mind was immersed in one of the strokes, a fierce gale and an overwhelming sense of danger suddenly rose at the same time.
"Pfft!"
The dragon armor on Long Chen's chest shattered, blood splattered everywhere, and he was sent flying, crashing hard into the wall, leaving stars flashing before his eyes.
Long Chen's face was filled with shock. He looked down at his chest and found it torn apart by sharp claws. If not for the dragon armor's protection, he would have been torn apart by that terrifying blow.
"What's going on?"
Long Chen was stunned. He saw nothing. As soon as he entered that world, he felt his vision blur. The intense danger instinctively made him withdraw from that space.
You have to understand, at this moment, under the guidance of a powerful Dragon Clan, Long Chen had cultivated the Dragon God Body Refining Technique. His physical body was incredibly strong, and with the Dragon King Battle Body blessing, even a domain artifact couldn't harm him in the slightest.
But his terrifying defense was as hard as paper in the face of the attack—so fragile and unbearable. It was truly a blow.
Fortunately, within Long Chen's chaotic space, the Taiyin Wood and the Fusang Ancient Tree were growing wildly, their life force vast as the sea, and Long Chen's injuries healed instantly.
The scattered essence blood was also reclaimed by Long Chen. Although he was injured, it had no real impact on him.
As for the method of reclaiming the essence blood, Long Chen was inspired by the Hall Master. He saw the divine radiance surging around the Hall Master, creating a space similar to a blood barrier. This way, even if blood flew out, it could be automatically recovered without causing any effect.
"Buzz!"
Long Chen once again comprehended the immortal script and entered the strange space once more. This time, Long Chen was prepared. The moment he entered, he immediately summoned the wings of the Kunpeng.
"Pfft!" As a result,
Long Chen was sent flying backward again, his chest scratched once more. This time, Long Chen was so frustrated he nearly coughed up blood.
In that space, Long Chen tried to spread the Kunpeng wings, but suddenly realized he had lost that ability. Just then, a sharp claw appeared out of thin air. He tried to block but was too slow and was scratched again.
"So this Dragon Claw Space can't use other divine abilities." This was the conclusion Long Chen reached after just one injury.
"Again,"
Long Chen gritted his teeth and entered the space again. This time, he focused his mind and concentrated his spiritual power. Once inside, he let out a furious roar and slashed out with a claw.
With a loud "boom,"
Long Chen groaned in pain. His dragon claw was so bruised that it nearly shattered his entire palm.
Long Chen was both shocked and furious. This time, he saw clearly—it was a golden dragon claw, emitting the same aura as himself. It was also at the Immortal King realm, meaning it was a Dragon King claw.
But at the same realm and with the same dragon claws, Long Chen's claws were as weak as chicken feet—utterly fragile.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, the void beside Long Chen trembled. Long Chen roared angrily and, without thinking, delivered a side kick.
"Divine Dragon Tail Swing!"
"Boom!"
Long Chen's judgment was spot on. His kick landed the dragon's claw, causing intense pain in his soles, blood and flesh mangled everywhere, nearly being scratched apart.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, something unusual occurred in Long Chen's space, and a terrifying threat of death instantly enveloped his heart.
"Whoosh"
Long Chen immediately exited the Immortal Script Space, and at that moment, he felt a heat rise on his forehead, and blood actually flowed down.
Long Chen immediately broke out in a cold sweat. His scalp had been scratched open; if he had pulled back even a little longer, his head might have been crushed.
"How could this happen? No matter how strong a true dragon is, it's only at the Dragon King realm. Its realm is the same as mine, so how is there such a big gap? Long Chen stared at his bloodied palms and feet, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Since mastering the Dragon God Body Refining Technique, Long Chen's physical power has been said to dominate the world, looking down on all others. Even those beast clans renowned for their physical strength are no longer considered by Long Chen.
But today, Long Chen was dealt a heavy blow. In front of a true dragon, he was utterly defenseless.
"That is the true dragon of the Chaos Era. Nurtured by the laws of chaos, it possesses a nearly perfect body, something that the current true dragon cannot compare to." At this moment, the Dragon Clan expert said.
Hearing the Dragon Clan expert's explanation, Long Chen felt much more at ease—after all, the times were differentDifferent rules, different rules—not because Long Chen isn't outstanding enough, but because he was born in the wrong era.
"However, even if it is a true dragon from the Chaos Era, and you possess my original Dragon God Body Refining Technique, your strength will definitely not be inferior to it.
The reason you failed was because of your foolishness and carelessness. I used to think you were smart, but now I realize it's nothing special. The dragon clan expert said irritably.
"What?"
Long Chen was stunned. How could he be so foolish and careless?
But the dragon clan expert did not respond, seemingly extremely disappointed and somewhat angry, as if he wanted to go if he had a plan but died if he had none.
Long Chen couldn't figure it out, but he knew the dragon clan powerhouse seemed truly angry. In the end, he could only grit his teeth, take a deep breath, and charge back into the Immortal Script space.