Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ice Dragon's Corpse
Ye Fei looked at the Jiao Dragon and the North Sea King fighting in the sky. They were fighting as if they didn't care about their lives. He was quite surprised, but after thinking about it, he understood.
Previously, the flood dragon had refused to leave its nest and deliberately put its tail in the deep pool to deceive the North Sea King. It was probably afraid that if it fought with the North Sea King, the North Sea King's subordinates would sneak into the pool and steal the treasure.
But now, the flood dragon thought that it had killed all the eyesores on the ground. Of course, it would be free to fight the Lord of North Sea to its heart's content without worrying about its nest being raided.
"Roar!"
After absorbing the cold air, the flood dragon rushed into the sky and became extremely fierce. It was only at the ninth level of the Martial King Realm, one level lower than the Lord of North Sea.
But it relied on the inborn strong physique of demonic beasts and the endless cold air in the cold pool to absorb. The flood dragon became fiercer and fiercer as it fought. Its body was covered with a layer of frost scales with the cold air. Its defense was very strong.
The Lord of North Sea's sword light hit it one after another, but the attacks of the tenth level of the Martial King Realm could only make small holes in the frost scales. Before the Lord of North Sea could completely break the scales, the flood dragon, which found that it could not resist, immediately lowered its head slyly and sucked toward the cold pool. The damaged scales immediately recovered to their peak state.
The Lord of North Sea's face suddenly turned livid. According to this way of fighting, the flood dragon could constantly use the cold air to wear him down. But the Lord of North Sea did not have such an advantage. If nothing unexpected happened, the flood dragon would definitely win.
However, the King of Beihai was not discouraged. A sinister smile flashed across his face. "Haha, this flood dragon is cunning. Fortunately, I'm not stupid. When I found this flood dragon, I wrote a letter to the King's Mansion in advance and asked Director Lin to come and help."
"Calculating the time, by tonight at the latest, Chief Steward Lin will definitely arrive with a large group of experts from the King's Mansion. As long as Chief Steward Lin arrives, with us two Martial Kings and the assistance of the experts from the King's Mansion, we will definitely be able to kill this evil dragon and obtain the treasure in the cold pond!" The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He laughed wildly and continued to fight the flood dragon to buy time.
Considering that he still had Chief Steward Lin as his trump card, the King of Beihai, who was in a hurry to kill the dragon and seize its treasures, even burned his essence blood and risked his life to launch one fierce attack after another on the flood dragon.
Under the Lord of Beihai's frenzied attacks, the flood dragon had no energy left to pay attention to the situation in its lair, except for using the cold air to defend with all its might and killing time with the Lord of Beihai.
It was also at this moment that a figure moved at an extremely fast speed, sticking close to the huge blocks of ice on the ground as he silently rushed to the front of the cold pond.
Seeing that the man and the dragon were still locked in battle in the sky, Ye Fei was afraid of being discovered. He successfully rushed to the cold pond and dove in.
"Hiss, so cold!"
As soon as he jumped in, Ye Fei regretted his decision. The cold pond was too cold. If he had not activated his Battle Demon Golden Body, he would have been a Lv 5 Martial King. If he had jumped in like this, he might have been frozen into a popsicle in an instant.
However, Ye Fei was not a person who would give up easily. Knowing that there were treasures below, it would be too regretful if he did not go in to search for them.
"Not to mention being frozen into a popsicle, I can't miss such a good opportunity." Ye Fei gritted his teeth and continued to swim to the bottom of the pond.
As he got closer to the bottom, the cold air in the cold pond became more and more terrifying. After diving less than half the distance, Ye Fei began to tremble all over, as if he was about to be frozen.
At this moment, the ancient beast mark on Ye Fei's shoulder suddenly started to heat up, as if it could not bear the sudden change in the environment.
His entire body was covered with a layer of strange frost-like scales. With this layer of scales, the cold air in the vicinity could not hurt Ye Fei anymore. Instead, it passed through Ye Fei's body, ignoring Ye Fei, and continued to spread to the surface of the water.
"Damn, what the hell is this? Strange scales are growing on my body again. The next time I meet Wang Bai, I will definitely beat him to death!"
Ye Fei looked at the frost-like scales on his body and felt extremely depressed. He felt like he was a monster now.
Although he was unhappy, the scales on his body were very useful. With this layer of scales, Ye Fei was like a fish that was born to swim in the cold pond. He easily dived to the bottom of the cold pond.
There was actually a huge underground cavern. The surroundings were covered with endless cold air and large amounts of frost. With the protection of the scales, Ye Fei realized that he could easily penetrate the thick layer of ice and enter the interior of the underground cavern.
The scenery inside made Ye Fei so frightened that he almost screamed.
This was not the wyrm's nest, but the corpse of a Frost Wyrm that was dozens of meters tall and hundreds of meters long.
The corpse of the Frost Wyrm was lying in front of Ye Fei. It had been dead for god knows how many years, but its body still emitted an incomparably terrifying cold air.
It was this cold air that created the Level 9 Martial King Realm wyrm outside. It was also this dragon corpse that formed this strange cold pond.
"It's actually another Divine Dragon?" Ye Fei still remembered the Divine Dragon's head that he saw in the Tower Spirit Space of the Demon Sealing Pagoda. Compared to that Divine Dragon, this Frost Wyrm in front of him was obviously much smaller. He also did not see any precious dragon balls.
"It was probably either swallowed by the wyrm or the bloodline of this Frost Wyrm is not pure. It is not a real Divine Dragon."
Ye Fei circled around this Frost Wyrm. Sure enough, although it had evolved into a complete dragon head, its tail was still a wyrm tail.
"What should I do? I thought there were treasures here, but it turned out to be the corpse of a Frost Wyrm that failed to transform into a dragon."
Ye Fei was very depressed. If he had known that there was such a thing in the deep pond, he would not have taken the risk to come here. He tried to smash the corpse of the Frost Wyrm, but found that even with his Level 5 Martial King Realm strength, he could not break through the surrounding ice.
Instead, the Blood Bodhi on his body suddenly became boiling hot, which surprised Ye Fei.
"The Blood Bodhi is boiling hot. There is only one possibility, and that is that there is a large amount of blood nearby that can be absorbed. Could it be that there is still some wyrm blood essence left in this dragon corpse?"
That was good stuff. Ordinary wyrm blood essence could improve the quality of an ordinary warrior's dantian. If it was close to transforming into a dragon, how precious would it be?
Unfortunately, this Frost Wyrm was covered in thick ice. It was unknown whether it was hundreds or thousands of years old. Anyway, with his current strength, there was no way he could destroy it.
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