Chapter 2703
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However, his face turned ashen the moment Mofan activated the Dragon Soul's immunity to magic!
A person cultivated magic for their entire life because magic ruled the world. The higher the level of magic they mastered, the more they could do whatever they wanted in the world.
If that was the case, why was there such a thing as magic immunity?
Could it be that dragons were the true rulers of this world? That dragons were above the supreme magic?!
Weren't dragons supposed to be extinct a long time ago? Why did Mofan have something with a Dragon Soul?
Since when did a real dragon lower its head like a human? Why would it give its essence to a human!?
This magic immunity …
This magic immunity!
Zhao Jing looked at the sky filled with lightning and saw Mofan unscathed. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with anger, pain, and despair.
He saw himself in the cold lake, wrapped in the Divine Fire of Halcyon, burned beyond recognition. Only a charred skeleton was left. That was his fate!
He did not believe it. Unless the Well of the Divine Tree had the ability of a creator, how could it predict everyone's death?
Flames rose to the sky. Huge fiery celestial bodies that were as huge as the stars of the creation of the sky streaked across the sky. In the sky above the Well of the Divine Wood, countless strange branches could still be seen waving like devil claws. The flames swept across the dim sky, illuminating these devil claws and igniting the plants around the Coldwater Lake bit by bit.
The Divine Fire of Halcyon and the Calamity Fire were the Calamity Fire that had set the entire Burning Valley ablaze.
Mofan was inside the Immunity Dragon Light. He had completely turned into an enraged Sacred Spirit of the Blazing Fire. The aura he exhaled was like burning clouds in the sky. These clouds kept producing fiery stars that tore through the sky, leaving long, dazzling trails behind them. The vast sky was split into fiery red shuttles by these rays of light!
As death approached, Zhao Jing's unwillingness turned into fear the moment he raised his head. The fear of death, especially when he knew he was going to end up like this, was magnified countless times.
Humans were very fragile creatures. After witnessing the sudden death of their companions, they would develop a strong resistance, fear, and a sense of self-preservation.
If he was already in such a state after witnessing his companions, what more when he saw his own fate!
The raging flames illuminated Zhao Jing's trembling and twitching face even more clearly.
It didn't take long for Zhao Jing to be engulfed by the rain of fire that fell from the sky. When the fireballs hit the ground, the flames became even more intense, stacking up layer by layer.
Every time the flames grew stronger, a layer of Zhao Jing's shell would be burned away. He must have many tricks up his sleeves to protect himself. Ordinary Mages would be burned into ashes when they came into contact with Mofan and Little Flame Belle's heavenly flames, while Zhao Jing was slowly being burned away.
From his hair to his skin, from his skin to his flesh, from his flesh to his bones, Zhao Jing struggled madly. He rushed towards the Cold Water Lake, as if the water of the Cold Water Lake could extinguish the divine fire that had descended from the sky for him.
However, the water of the Cold Water Lake was extremely strange. It looked like liquid, but it was more like a transparent gel. The tongues of the animals that were drinking from the lake were stuck to it. They were unable to pull their tongues out, yet they were unwilling to break their tongues. They ended up like specimens in the end.
The water of the Cold Water Lake did not seem to be able to extinguish the flames. Zhao Jing could even walk on the surface of the lake. He had turned into a man on fire. He ran a few rounds before he finally came to a stop.
Finally, he slowly fell to his knees on the surface of the Cold Water Lake. The flames wrapped around him like a phantom and slowly devoured the remaining parts of his body.
He fell forward and lay on the surface of the Cold Water Lake.
The flames slowly dissipated. There was nothing left on his body that could be burned. His bones did not turn into ashes, but they had turned into charcoal instead.
This didn't mean anything. It just meant that he must have eaten some kind of spiritual fruit or strange medicine that could make his bones many times stronger than a normal person's.
The five elders were burned to ashes. The ashes scattered across the orchard of Fanxue Mountain. It was likely that Fanxue Mountain would have a golden orchard when it was rebuilt in the future.
Zhao Jing was burned to ashes too. He was slowly sinking into the Cold Water Lake.
Speaking of which, it was quite strange. When Zhao Jing had been begging for water, the cold lake had been as hard as ice iron. It felt as if no amount of strength could break it open. Now that Zhao Jing had died on top of it, the cold water in that area had inexplicably melted and turned into the purest liquid, allowing Zhao Jing to sink into the lake.
As soon as Zhao Jing was submerged, the water below him began to ripple, while the water above him turned into ice again. It was like an indestructible coffin had been placed on him. He would drown even if he did not burn to death!
Normally, when Mofan used such a powerful spell, the remaining flames would have scorched the land, but the plants in the Well of the Mystical Trees were still dense and cold. It did not feel like the Well of the Mystical Trees had just gone through a Calamity.
Even the Burning Valley could burn him to ashes. Mofan believed the power he had unleashed was comparable to the Calamity Fire that had swept across the Burning Valley. However, it did not last long in the Well of the Mystical Trees.
It was like a powerful demon suddenly appeared and blew out the flames when someone was trying to light up the darkness. It even reminded the person to be careful of the candlelight.
It was the same for the woods nearby, and the Cold Water Lake.
Mofan felt like the Well of the Mystical Trees was a living creature as soon as he entered the Well of the Mystical Trees!
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Mofan went to the surface of the Cold Water Lake. He was trying to confirm Zhao Jing's identity. Some Crafty Arts might be able to substitute him with someone else's corpse.
The water had turned into glass this time. It was not sticky. Mofan could feel a little slippery as he walked on it.
The cold water made of glass was strange. It was hazy, like the glass door of a bathroom. He could only see a shadow, but could not see the details inside.
He arrived at the spot where Zhao Jing had sunk into the lake. He was some distance away from the shore. The woods were scattered across the horizon like bushes.
He lowered his head and saw Zhao Jing.
It was strange. The place where Zhao Jing had died was transparent like the water of the Heavenly Mountain Ice Lake. He was lying there with his head and body charred black. He was firmly sealed at the bottom of the lake.
He did not sink to the bottom?
This lake was strange too. He was already dead, but he was still stuck between the lake's surface and the bottom. It felt like he was being made into a specimen.
"He should be completely dead." Mofan nodded in satisfaction.
Just as he was about to retract his gaze, the hazy layer on the surface of the Cold Water Lake was suddenly cleared by some force. The cold water under his feet was still as hard and smooth as glass, but it was also extremely transparent. He could see the bottom at a glance.
With this glance, Mofan felt a chill from his feet. It slowly climbed to his chest and finally reached his scalp!
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