Death City Comes to an End

At this moment, Zhou Tong moved like a bolt of lightning amid the shockwaves unleashed by countless supreme treasures striking the Heavenly Tablets.

Logically, such terrifying shockwaves were something even Sky Soaring Realm demigods could not withstand, let alone a small dragon like Zhou Tong at the Consciousness Treasury Realm. Yet, relying on his battle-honed instincts, Zhou Tong continuously sought out and redirected the aftershocks of battle, forcibly holding on amid those shockwaves.

He knew he did not have much time. He could not comprehend them here; he could only memorize them with all his might.

Zhou Tong pushed his divine consciousness to its limit. The azure light in his dragon eyes nearly burst forth. Although those immensely profound carvings almost shook his mind apart, he relied on the terrifying state of mind of a Mortal Immortal to forcibly suppress every fluctuation within his heart and study them intently.

While evading and guiding the outside impacts, he forcefully suppressed the turbulence in his mind. At last, he clearly saw all the carvings on the second Heavenly Tablet—the Heavenly Tablet that eternally suppressed Dragon Island. He did not seek to understand them, merely turning the Heavenly Tablet carvings into an imprint branded into his heart.

Even so, Zhou Tong felt as though his primordial spirit were splitting apart. The instant the Heavenly Tablet imprint entered his body, it seemed as though his body was about to move along with the tablet itself. His entire body seemed to be driven by the Heavenly Tablet, about to rush forward and clash with those weapons.

Yet no matter how dangerous it was, no matter how violently his primordial spirit churned, he continued watching. After finishing the carvings of the Dragon Island Heavenly Tablet, he moved on to the third Heavenly Tablet...

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