What exactly was going on?
Gong Qi was puzzled and ran over to inspect the Dragon Subduing Stele again.
Upon closer examination, she truly noticed something amiss.
The dragon head on the Dragon Subduing Stele had drooped lower and lower, as though its strength were being slowly drained away. The massive dragon body also seemed to have silently shrunk by quite a bit.
Yet the chains binding it had, at some unknown point, grown more than twice as thick.
Gong Qi grew even more doubtful.
"Could the chains on the Dragon Subduing Stele and the Demon Dragon represent the strength and condition of both sides?"
Gong Qi had fought the Demon Dragon's soul repeatedly, and the Demon Dragon's soul had seemingly grown stronger and stronger.
But soul power could not increase out of thin air. How had it become stronger?
Could it have absorbed the strength of its physical body to use on its soul?
If that was the case, it would explain why the Demon Dragon on the Dragon Subduing Stele was in increasingly poor condition while the chains imprisoning it grew thicker and stronger instead.
As she stared at the Dragon Subduing Stele, Gong Qi sensed with greater and greater clarity that her emotions were being affected by it.
The dragon image carved upon the Dragon Subduing Stele hung its head low. Its limbs were limp as chains pierced through them, its spine protruded sharply, and every inch of its body radiated misery.
After staring at it for too long, even Gong Qi's breathing grew somewhat stifled.
"What exactly is going on?" Gong Qi murmured.
She had always been keenly attuned to her instincts and had always followed her heart.
At first, she had thought that killing the Demon Dragon was no different from entering a secret realm