Little by little, his energy turned into a green light, flashing out of his body and merging with his meridians, circulating in his body.
Soon, it converged into a river, surging in his body.
Yang Qingxuan was surprised. He had unknowingly broken through the bottleneck of his realm with the Azure Dragon Inheritance. He had reached the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, and his power was still increasing steadily.
Yang Qingxuan hurried to perform the Dragon Art, digesting and comprehending the words in the Martial Scripture, allowing the energy in his body to accumulate.
Zi Yuan, Hua Jieyu, and the other four also sat cross-legged behind Yang Qingxuan, performing hand seals.
Immediately, a strange energy field spread out, covering the six of them.
A faint dragon shadow hovered above the field. Five light dots twinkled on its body, which represented the position of the Five Stars of the Seven Stars.
Shi Yuyan and Wu Qiyue exchanged looks. They then stood on one side, protecting Yang Qingxuan and the others.
Jiazi sat cross-legged on the big green jade gourd, circulating the Five Spirits Immortality Technique to heal his wounds.
Only the mournful cries of the Mystic Dragon Tribe could be heard at the bottom of the lake.
However, as if they were afraid of disturbing Yang Qingxuan's cultivation, their cries became softer and softer.
In the end, the Mystic Dragon Tribe's martial cultivators began to collect the corpses of their companions, burying them at the place where the Holy Spirit's statue had been.
To be able to die for the Guardian Holy Spirit, to die under their own beliefs, was a kind of pride and a place to return to.
After doing all this, the Mystic Dragon Tribe's martial cultivators sat cross-legged outside of Yang Qingxuan's group.
At this moment, the entire bottom of the lake became silent. Only the sound of water could be heard.
After an unknown period of time, Yang Qingxuan's tired body recovered completely. The energy in his body surged, reaching the peak of the middle stage of the Immortal Realm.
If he had taken the Dao Pattern Pellet and used Zi Yuan's power, he could have broken through the barrier directly.
However, Yang Qingxuan considered the stability of his realm, so he stopped in front of the barrier.
He planned to continue accumulating his strength for a period of time and stabilize his realm before attempting to break through.
Yang Qingxuan's hands continued to form hand seals, and dragon scales appeared on his body in an instant. From time to time, they would disappear and change between a True Dragon and a human.
In the end, he returned to his human form and calmed down.
Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly. The Dragon Transformation Skill was of no use to him. As long as he could obtain that drop of True Dragon Blood, he would be able to use the Seventy-two Transformations and transform into a dragon.
Cultivating the Dragon Transformation Incantation only increased his understanding of the Dragon Seal and Dragon Body.
After Yang Qingxuan finished cultivating, he came back to his senses and was shocked to find that everyone was looking at him. Only then did he realize that he had shocked everyone by continuously experimenting with Dragon Transformation.
Only now did they come back to their senses.
However, no one said a word. They all looked at Yang Qingxuan with respect, as if waiting for him to speak.
Yang Qingxuan stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Everyone, this matter is over. Thank you for your care and help. I will be leaving this place. What do you all plan to do?"
The Mystic Dragon Tribe members looked at each other. In the end, more than ten pairs of eyes looked at An Qiluo together.
During this period of time, everyone knew that Yang Qingxuan was the transformation of the Golden Light Fish.
An Qiluo blushed and hurriedly said, "Lord Patriarch told us before he died that we would follow Lord Sacred Spirit to the end of our lives. Wherever Lord Sacred Spirit goes, we will naturally follow. "
Yang Qingxuan muttered, "But it will be very dangerous to follow me. Wouldn't it be better for you all to find a place with abundant Spirit Qi and settle down to reproduce? "
An Qiluo smiled and said, "In order to protect Lord Sacred Spirit's inheritance, the Mystic Dragon Tribe has never been afraid of danger. The patriarch also died because of this."
An Qiluo's expression became solemn and dignified. She cupped her hands and said respectfully, "To be able to follow Lord Sacred Spirit to the end is my Mystic Dragon Tribe's greatest fortune."
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Good. In that case, I won't say anything more. From now on, you are my most loyal subordinates. "
The Mystic Dragon Tribe members were overjoyed. They all bowed and said loudly, "Where Lord Sacred Spirit's sword points is where our hearts desire!"
After the tragic battle, the Mystic Dragon Tribe only had fifteen people left. However, these fifteen people were all experts of the Prying Realm. Moreover, as long as they left Tiandu, they could continue to break through. In the future, they would definitely become a force that could not be ignored in the Righteous Star Alliance.
Immediately, Hua Jieyu and the others returned to the Star Ring. Only Zi Yuan, Shi Yuyan, and Wu Qiyue seemed unwilling to return. They followed closely beside Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan had no choice. He brought the three women and the fifteen Mystic Dragon Tribe members out of the water and began to fly in another direction.
Now that he had obtained the Azure Dragon Martial Scripture, the next thing he had to do was to complete Venerable Han Guang's matter.
He had made a blood oath and had to do his best to complete it. Otherwise, if the blood oath backfired, his cultivation would be ruined.
Yang Qingxuan identified the direction and took out the Little Ten Thousand Thunders Magnetic Disc. It covered everyone and flew quickly.
Other than finding the elixir, there was another matter that lingered in Yang Qingxuan's mind. What exactly happened in the Ninth Heaven that caused the powerful Immortal Kun Tribe and Azure Dragon Sacred Spirit to fall there?
Connecting it to the Mysterious Frost Tribe, it seemed that the number of powerful tribes that fell back then was not small.
The place where Venerable Han Guang hid the elixir was sealed in the core area of the Heavenly Capital all year round. It could only be opened with a key.
And for millions of years, only one key had appeared, and it was the one in his hand.
Yang Qingxuan thought quickly. The Little Ten Thousand Thunders Magnetic Disc flashed in the air and traveled thousands of miles in an instant.
…
On a desolate plain, the weeds grew to the height of half a person. There was a rare dense forest beside it.
The cold wind whistled as a few figures ran for their lives on the grass.
Behind them, a huge figure chased. It was dozens of feet tall and had a head like a crocodile. It had a huge body, thick lower limbs, short upper limbs, and a long tail that dragged a deep gully.
The monster's movements were not fast, but each step it took covered several miles. Each step caused the earth to shake.
Among the five, the leading youth's pupils suddenly shrank. He shouted, "Stop!"
The other four hurriedly stopped and looked at him in horror. A young girl clutched her heaving chest and said, "Gan Da, what's wrong?"
Gan Da said with a pale face, "The core area is in front. If we go any further, we will die without a complete corpse."
The few of them looked at the dense forest in front of them. There was indeed a thin layer of spatial barrier. They could not help but turn ashen and despair appeared on their faces.
The monster behind them caught up in the blink of an eye.
A fat man in the group jumped around anxiously and cried, "What do we do? What do we do now? We're dead. "
"Fight it out with him!" Gan Da gritted his teeth, "We'll die either way. If we fight it out, we might have a chance of survival."
In their despair, a fighting spirit rose in their hearts.
A red light flashed in Gan Da's hand and a curved blade appeared. The others also took out their weapons and light circulated around their bodies.
Gan Da's curved blade flashed and a red light slashed out.
Many friends are asking about tomorrow's outbreak. T ﹏ T, due to my body's condition, I don't have the energy to do more chapters. In fact, this month, the [Art of Heavenly Deity] was the most recommended chapter so far. Instead, it was reduced from four chapters to three. The editor is probably going to kill me. Tai Yi Kong has the heart to erupt, but he does not have the strength to do so. T ﹏ T, tomorrow will still be three chapters. Sorry.
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