Breaking the Eternal Extreme Realm, Devouring True Dragon Treasure Blood

"Uh...!"

Seeing this scene, the several elders were dumbfounded, their mouths twitching uncontrollably as they stared at Ye Ming like they were looking at a monster.

Good heavens—for anyone else, the Annihilation Thunder Tribulation would be a death sentence, yet on him it did nothing but blast apart a piece of clothing.

At this moment, even up in the sky, Ye Ming's father, the Primordial Demonic Emperor, wore a faintly strange expression on his face.

Just as everyone was stunned by the shock.

Boom!

The void stirred again, and just as everyone thought the tribulation was unending.

A voice rang out, ancient beyond measure, as if it came from before the ages.

"Breaking the Eternal Extreme Realm, granted one drop of True Dragon Blood!"

The voice was grand, supremely exalted.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In that instant, the sky split open. Immortal light blazed brilliantly, chaotic energy billowed forth, illuminating heaven and earth. All manner of astonishing visions manifested: heavenly flowers rained down, golden lotuses surged from the ground, true dragons soared through the void, divine phoenixes struck the sky, mountains and rivers, sun and moon and stars all appeared, enveloping the entire Primordial Forbidden Zone.

"Eternal Extreme Realm... what's that?"

Ye Ming was completely baffled. He sensed that this matter had something to do with him.

"Hiss... it's the Eternal Extreme Realm! Congratulations, Imperial Son!!!"

At that moment, someone nearby exclaimed in shock. It was the Sixth Elder, Blood Soul, his gaze filled with utter astonishment.

What was the Eternal Extreme Realm?

It meant that, past and present, when undergoing tribulation at the Divine Bridge Realm, no one could compare to Ye Ming.

The record he had set—even countless young emperors of antiquity had never reached it. He had surpassed every sage and worthy throughout history.

"Haha! The Imperial Son has created a record unprecedented in history!"

The Third Elder, Yan Tu, clad in a green robe, his face no longer stern, burst into laughter.

"Good! Excellent! Though this generation teems with prodigies, I've yet to hear of anyone breaking the Eternal Extreme Realm. Only the Imperial Son has done it!"

The First Elder, Mo Ao, spoke, his beard and hair trembling, his expression shaking as he said this, his emotions running high.

Boom!

At that moment, everyone watched. In the sky, a single drop of blood radiated boundless light, dazzling and brilliant, descending until it landed in Ye Ming's palm.

This was the reward for Ye Ming breaking the Eternal Extreme Realm: True Dragon Treasure Blood, containing infinite power.

"So this is Dragon Blood? Doesn't seem like much to me."

Ye Ming looked at the drop of Dragon Blood, which gleamed like a ruby, curled his lip, and showed utter indifference.

The people around him couldn't help but twitch their mouths. Even in the current Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, true dragons had long gone extinct. What one usually saw were merely beings with a trace of true dragon bloodline—impure at that.

This single drop of True Dragon Blood was worth more than even Immortal Medicine, offering unimaginable benefits to the physical body.

Yet in the eyes of their Imperial Son, it was utterly dismissed. Where could one even go to reason with that? The surrounding elders sighed, their gazes toward Ye Ming filled with envy.

Just then, a voice sounded. It was the Primordial Demonic Emperor, looking at Ye Ming with immense satisfaction.

"Ming'er, this breakthrough of yours has exceeded even your father's expectations. I hope you will not squander your talent."

"Your Primordial Demonic Body has not yet reached its true limit. Devouring all physiques under heaven can make your body even stronger."

With those words, the Demonic Emperor's figure vanished from where he stood.

Crack!

The sky of the Forbidden Zone split open. That was the highest place within the Primordial Forbidden Zone—a pitch-black space. Throughout the entire Forbidden Zone, only the Demonic Emperor dwelled there year-round.

Awakening his physique, breaking through realms in succession, and even shattering the Eternal Extreme Realm.

In a short span of time, Ye Ming's strength had undergone an unprecedented transformation. If he had possessed this power before, he alone could have slaughtered the entire Liu Family—no need for the elders to intervene.

After his breakthrough, Ye Ming's cultivation had now reached the fifth heaven of the Divine Bridge Realm, far surpassing his former self. Yet he still felt it was not enough.

"In the world of cultivation, what truly matters is one's own strength."

A sigh rang out. It was Ye Ming.

This was within the Primordial Demonic Palace. Around him, chaotic Demonic Qi churned, with only Ye Ming's figure present.

Before him lay a pool of Sacred Spring, its spiritual energy so abundant it had nearly turned corporeal. A single drop would be enough to spark conflict among countless cultivators in the outside world.

Plop!

Ye Ming shed his clothes and leaped into the Sacred Spring. Boundless spiritual energy converged around him.

"I wonder how much this single drop of True Dragon Treasure Blood will affect my body."

In Ye Ming's hand appeared a drop of Dragon Blood, crystalline and clear like a ruby. Though it was only a single drop, the Dragon Might emanating from it was immensely powerful, with endless Dragon Qi surging forth. The entire Sacred Spring instantly began to boil.

"Heh, let's see whether the Dragon Blood is stronger, or my Primordial Demonic Body!"

Ye Ming sneered, his body now radiating a dazzling, brilliant light that shone for ten thousand feet. Every inch of his skin contained the Dao's radiance, shimmering with a lustrous glow.

The nine Demonic Markings on his body came alive, flowing like bloody magma across his flesh, their scarlet divine light illuminating the space between heaven and earth. The entire Chaos Devil Palace trembled and shook violently.

Boom!

Countless mysterious runes floated around Ye Ming. His pupils were pitch-black like ink, resembling vast abysses—deep, sharp, and intimidating. His body transformed into a Black Hole, devouring all the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy and Dragon Blood around him.

Time passed. A mere few days later.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Within the Primordial Demonic Palace, a tremendous roar erupted. Boundless Demonic Light surged upward—an endless tide of Blood Qi, vast as the sea, boiling over and rumbling like rolling thunder...

The entire forbidden zone was stirred once more. Countless gazes turned toward the source, voices trembling with shock.

"The commotion comes from the Primordial Demonic Palace. It seems the Imperial Son has already devoured that drop of True Dragon Treasure Blood!" an elder exclaimed in astonishment.

True Dragon Blood was immensely powerful. Even some Peerless Prodigies would need decades or even centuries to absorb and merge it into themselves.

But their Imperial Son, Ye Ming, had only possessed the True Dragon Treasure Blood for a few short days.

"Such a formidable physique! With Blood Qi like this, perhaps only the Primordial Ancient Sacred Body or the Heavenly Hegemon Body among the Ten Supreme Physiques could contend with it!"

"I don't think so. The Imperial Son's Primordial Demonic Body was already powerful enough on its own. Now, with the addition of True Dragon Blood... it's unimaginable!"

One elder after another speculated, wondering just how far Ye Ming's physical strength had reached.