"Be careful!"
Princess Long cried out in alarm. If it weren't for the fact that she was too busy right now, she would have rushed down to save him.
Danger!
The True Dragon's Blood was full of violent power. If an ordinary person touched it, it would be like being corroded by strong acid, leaving nothing behind. Only people with the blood of the Dragons could barely suppress it.
Even if Shen Zhenyi was a master, if he didn't pay attention, he would be easily hurt.
But she was one step too late.
Shen Zhenyi's feet had already stepped into the Dragon's Blood.
Princess Long closed her eyes in pain. The Great Tribulation of the Dragons shouldn't involve others. If The Third Prince was injured because of this, she wouldn't be able to redeem herself even if she died a hundred times.
The boiling Dragon's Blood was already out of control. She couldn't rely on luck anymore.
Princess Long gritted her teeth and made a difficult decision.
This terrible Dragon's Blood was originally a backlash of power. The sins of the Dragons themselves should be repaid by the descendants of the Dragons.
"Sacrifice yourself to appease the anger of the Dragon's Blood as much as possible!"
This was the last secret method of the Dragons. Although she didn't know if it would succeed, she could only try now!
Princess Long steeled her heart and was about to commit suicide into the Dragon's Blood when she heard Cynanchum Chinense ask Shen Zhenyi in a relaxed tone, "Master, can I come down?"
Could it be that The Third Prince was actually fine?
Princess Long anxiously opened her eyes, but Shen Zhenyi had already walked in front of her.
Standing on the Dragon's Blood, he was as light as a feather.
He wasn't stained with any dust, as if he was strolling in the garden.
His expression was still calm and his smile was still gentle.
"You don't have to do this."
Just by looking at Princess Long's expression, Shen Zhenyi knew what she was going to do.
The people of the Dragons — — Most of them were inflexible. At such a time, the first thing they would think of was to sacrifice themselves.
If Princess Long sacrificed herself, she might be able to appease the anger of the Dragon's Blood temporarily and save them from the current calamity. However, this was definitely not a permanent solution.
It was precisely because the Dragon's Blood absorbed the will and power of these people that it became even more powerful. There would be a day when even the Dragon God would not be able to control this blood, and that would be the end of the world.
"The Third Prince …"
Princess Long was in a trance. She couldn't believe her eyes.
No mortal could come into contact with the Dragon's Blood, and no one could surpass the Dragon's Blood. Within the Dragon's Blood Altar, Shen Zhenyi could not exert even half of his strength.
How could he be so calm?
It was as if a deity had descended from the heavens and stood in front of him.
"I can reverse the Dragon's Blood Calamity."
Shen Zhenyi only said eight words. He did not deliberately emphasize them. To him, this was a trivial matter that wasn't worth mentioning.
He pointed his foot downwards. The Dragon's Blood under his feet, as if it was afraid of him, suddenly caved in, revealing a huge concave surface.
The Dragon's Blood surged and roared on all sides.
"It's no use … … The Dragon's Blood will continue to pour out, and there will only be more and more. There is no way to suppress it … …"
Princess Long shook her head in pain.
Shen Zhenyi may have incredible martial arts, but this was not a problem that could be solved by strength.
It was like natural fire and water. It was fine if there was only a small amount, but if it surged out, who could extinguish it with their own strength?
"Don't worry."
Shen Zhenyi was very calm.
His body slowly sank, and the Dragon's Blood was also forced to part in all directions by him. Blood lines appeared on the walls and rushed to the pearl at the top of the pagoda.
— — Once the Dragon's Blood contaminated the pearl, the Crystal Glazed Pagoda could no longer bear the power and would collapse and dissipate. The Dragon's Blood would spill everywhere, and the calamity would come.
Princess Long wanted to stop it, but in the end, she did not say anything.
The calamity was unavoidable. Even if she sacrificed herself, it would at most reduce the loss by a little.
Since that was the case, why not let The Third Prince try?
With his martial arts, he could at least protect her and Cynanchum Chinense from dying … …
— — She only hoped that they could be happy.
Princess Long sighed in her heart and closed her eyes to wait for death.
"Huh?"
At this time, she heard Cynanchum Chinense's exclamation.
"Master, what is this move of yours? Why is the Dragon's Blood retreating? "
Princess Long was shocked. When she opened her eyes again, she saw that the Dragon's Blood was really gradually being suppressed.
— — It was as if Shen Zhenyi was using his own strength to suppress a stone.
— — But the Dragon's Blood was not a stone. It flowed and boiled, so how could it be suppressed by force?
Princess Long could not understand this point.
"This … what kind of martial arts is this?"
She asked in shock.
"This is the Water Suppressing Technique created by Taoist Zhuque."
Shen Zhenyi indifferently replied — — Taoist Zhuque was from which world, and where this martial arts technique was passed down from, all of these only existed in his distant memories. It was very difficult to explain to Princess Long or Cynanchum Chinense.
But this was indeed a mysterious martial arts technique.
When Taoist Zhuque was at his peak, he could suppress the water of the four seas with one move, forcing the Dragon King to lower his head — — Thinking of that day's heroism, Shen Zhenyi could not help but smile.
Using this martial arts technique to suppress the Dragon's Blood was like using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken with a sledgehammer.
— — Of course, it was also very efficient.
Princess Long foolishly watched Shen Zhenyi wave his hand to suppress the Dragon's Blood. The Dragon's Blood slowly retreated into the blood eye like a well-behaved rabbit.
"This martial arts technique is very powerful, Master, teach me!"
Cynanchum Chinense felt that this technique was very cool and was very envious.
Shen Zhenyi looked at her and shook his head. "Don't be greedy. Your sword technique is not complete yet, so you can't learn this technique. If you really want to learn it, you should first practice 30 years of breathing techniques and integrate your True Qi into one. "
The most important thing about the Water Suppressing Technique was the use of force. You must integrate your True Qi within a certain range and force the water to have no way to escape. Only then can you control where you want to hit and suppress the water of the five lakes and four seas.
Even with Shen Zhenyi's current performance, Cynanchum Chinense may not be able to do it even if she practiced for a few more decades.
As for the true Water Suppressing Technique of Taoist Zhuque, without tens of thousands of years of hard work, how could such a miracle be accomplished?
"Oh … then I won't learn it."
Cynanchum Chinense repeatedly shook her head. She was most afraid of wasting time, so when she heard that it would take 30 years of breathing techniques, she quickly declined.
While the master and disciple were chatting, the Dragon's Blood retreated and the Crystal Glazed Pagoda's brilliance was reborn.
Princess Long stood in front of the broken altar of the Dragon's Blood in a daze.
— — It's over?
The great calamity of the Dragon's Blood was over just like that?
The terrible scene that the people of the Dragon Emperor Palace saw as doomsday was just a small matter in the eyes of The Third Prince?
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