The Trap

Besides the Flood Dragon Golden Core, Li Changye also cut off the Jiaolong's horns, teeth, tendons, and other heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

"We'll divide these treasures once we return to Mount Shu."

"Agreed."

Everyone was quite satisfied with the outcome.

"Let's rest for a while, then continue on our way."

The Mount Shu party had consumed a great deal of True Qi in their battle with the Second Layer of the Void Refinement Realm Jiaolong and urgently needed to rest.

Lu Changsheng swallowed a Heavenly Spirit Pill to restore his True Qi.

Then he began refining the Demon Power in the three-thousand-year-old Flood Dragon Golden Core, turning it into his own True Qi.

Lu Changsheng's cultivation advanced further.

His Special Physique was the Innate Dao Body, not the Martial King Divine Physique. He could not simply swallow the three-thousand-year-old Flood Dragon Golden Core in one gulp, or he would surely burst apart and die.

He could only slowly refine the Flood Dragon Golden Core's Demon Power outside his body, then draw it into himself.

Lu Changsheng's Qi Sea continued to expand, and the small world within his body grew a little stronger.

Refining the Flood Dragon Golden Core's Demon Power gave his True Qi a trace of lightning power.

It would take another three days to fully refine the Demon Power in the three-thousand-year-old Flood Dragon Golden Core.

Once he had refined the Flood Dragon Golden Core, his cultivation could advance as naturally as water flowing into a channel, bringing him into the Dao Palace Realm Ninth Layer. His True Qi would also carry the Jiaolong's lightning.

After resting, the Mount Shu party continued on their way.

After another two days of flying on their swords, cliffs appeared at the edge of the vast ancient forest. In the middle