He stole a glance at Mu Qingning and realized that she was also engrossed in the music. It was as if she was listening to the sound of the Great Path and benefiting from it.
Damn it! Mu Qingning did not tell him about this segment!
Lin Xuan thought about it and calmed down. He cleared his mind and tried to listen to the ancient syllables that he did not understand.
As he listened, he gradually tasted a hint of something.
Although he did not understand the meaning of the syllables, he could vaguely sense a hint of the essence of martial arts.
Gradually, numerous desolate and tragic scenes appeared in his mind. Numerous True Dragons with robust figures and powerful physiques fought Gods and Devils in the primordial time and space. They wriggled about, changed constantly, and displayed their strength and Divine Arts to the limit ….
"The Nine Changes of the Python Dragon! This is the heaven-class battle skill, the Nine Changes of the Python Dragon! "
Lin Xuan could not help but exclaim in his heart.
The Deadly Hook Technique was born out of the Nine Changes of the Python Dragon. It was because of this that he could roughly understand it.
The Nine Changes of the Python Dragon was a hundred times more profound and brilliant than the Deadly Hook Technique. Its power was also a hundred times more powerful. Lin Xuan was dazzled and fascinated by it.
It was a pity that he could only see some blurry images and could not see the more profound things. He understood that he was not lucky enough and felt a little regretful.
However, he only felt regretful for a second before he completely let it go.
In order to truly unleash the power of the Nine Changes of the Python Dragon, he had to forge a true dragon Fighting Soul.
Lin Xuan focused on strengthening his body and condensing his True Yuan as a supplement.
His Flying Locust Fighting Soul had unlimited potential and would not be inferior to a true dragon Fighting Soul. At least in the short term, he had no intention of changing his cultivation technique.
In this world, there were some techniques to cultivate multiple Fighting Souls at the same time. However, those were secrets that were not passed on. Only a few large sects with deep foundations would have them. He had not come into contact with them yet.
Roar!
Suddenly, a loud dragon roar sounded in the air.
Everyone woke up and looked towards the source of the sound. They saw a three-meter-long crimson dragon shadow above one of the assassins. It was meandering around with a mighty aura, emitting traces of scorching aura.
"Fire Dragon Fighting Soul! This person actually obtained a Heaven Tier Inheritance! What a great blessing! "
"She's Li Fengxian from the Dark Clan!"
Many people cried out in alarm.
Lin Xuan raised his eyes to take a closer look. He saw that it was an average-looking young girl with slightly tanned skin and a small, thin body. She was completely unremarkable.
However, this inconspicuous young girl had become the only one among the thousands of people present to have inherited the Nine Transformations of the Python Dragon.
The young girl withdrew her Battle Soul, and her originally humble and low-key face slightly raised. The surprise in her eyes could not be concealed.
She knew that from now on, her life would be different. She had already stepped into the ranks of the top geniuses, and her future was boundless.
The surrounding assassins all sighed, showing all kinds of envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"Alright, three days have passed. Everyone, please welcome the son of the Dragon God!"
The voice of an old man spread out.
Everyone looked at the high platform and saw that an old man with blood-red hair and beard had appeared on the high platform.
Lin Xuan's expression did not change, but his heart was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that three days had passed since he entered the trance state.
He carefully looked at the old man and saw that the old man had a hunched back and a face full of wrinkles. However, his pair of old eyes were all-encompassing, exuding endless majesty.
Expert!
This is definitely a Martial Dao expert!
Even stronger than Qing Xuan and Xue Yun!
Lin Xuan's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the crystal ball Cao Shijie gave him.
In that crystal ball, Cao Shijie begged him not to kill the son of the Dragon God, but he must eliminate one person. That person was the High Priest of the Dragon Soul Hall, Di Cang.
From Cao Shijie's description, Lin Xuan quickly made the connection. The old man on the high platform must be Di Cang, the reincarnation of the Ancient Blood Dragon.
Each of the Dragonclaw Vine seeds distributed by the Dragon Soul Hall contained a Blood Dragon Seal, and all of them came from the hands of the High Priest.
Once Di Cang was killed, all of the Blood Dragon Seals would automatically dissipate and lose their effect.
The Dragon Soul Hall would also lose its absolute control over the assassins under its command. It would no longer be a large and well-organized force and would likely fall apart.
Di Cang's voice fell as he respectfully stood to the side and made a hand seal towards the back of the high platform.
In an instant, the purple mist surged as if a mysterious veil was gradually being lifted.
Gradually, a thick purple golden vine appeared in everyone's line of sight. The brilliance was so dazzling that it was impossible to look at it directly.
"F * ck! This … this is the son of the Dragon God! The Keelung Sect isn't playing with me, is it? "
Lin Xuan's pupils couldn't help but shrink as a stormy sea of shock rose in his heart.
Behind the high platform, there was actually a mountain made up of countless thick vines. The vines were thousands of feet high, and the vines were hundreds of meters in diameter and thousands of meters in length. The vines extended out of the hall and into the unknown.
An ancient, vicissitude, and ferocious pressure instantly filled the hall, causing everyone to involuntarily want to worship it.
Big!
Too big!
So big that it was boundless, so big that one couldn't put their eyes down!
Most importantly, such a big guy was actually alive!
Lin Xuan couldn't help but doubt himself, doubt the Keelung Sect and the Executioner Blade.
Such a powerful creature, a terrifying monster that has lived for who knows how many millions of years, can he really kill it with a mere True Element Boundary?
At this moment, it wasn't just Lin Xuan, everyone in the hall was shocked. Even Mu Qingning couldn't help but be shocked, unable to regain her composure for a long time.
For this kind of immortal, invincible, and almost as long as the heavens and earth, it was enough to make anyone want to bow down and worship it.
However, Mu Qingning was still the Holy Maiden of the Keelung Sect. She had seen the world before, so after a moment of shock, she forced herself to calm down and quietly gave Lin Xuan a look.
Lin Xuan understood that now wasn't the best time to make a move.
"Greetings, son of the Dragon God!"
"Greetings, son of the Dragon God!"
The assassins all bowed in unison, their tone full of respect and awe.
Di Cang once again spoke up: "Son of the Dragon God, please bestow your divine weapon!"
ROAR!
A deep and distant dragon roar resounded in the air above the hall.
A ray of black light shot out and stopped above everyone's head, revealing a black iron seed.
Only the girl named Li Fengxian had a seed that was shining with a silver light. It was very eye-catching and attracted countless envious gazes from the crowd.
At this moment, everyone was very excited. Quickly taking the seed with both hands, they impatiently dripped their blood on it and absorbed it into their body.
Lin Xuan also had a seed of the Iron Dragon Claw floating above his head.
Thinking about it for a moment, he also took it down and began to drip his blood on it.
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