Holding the Dragon God's Heart Against a Formidable Foe, Tang Chen Wields His Sword Against Xuan Hao

The night was as black as ink.

Xuan Hao assumed his Golden Dragon Avatar and sped across the ocean at full speed. Just as he reached the continental coastline—

"Buzz—"

A violent spatial fluctuation rippled through the night sky before him.

An extremely frail figure, her face as pale as paper, staggered out of a spatial rift.

"Na'er?!"

Xuan Hao abruptly halted, transformed into human form, and rushed over, catching Na'er as she was about to collapse.

Seeing how weak she looked, as though she might dissipate at any moment, Xuan Hao was completely stunned. "How did you end up like this? What did you just do?!"

Na'er forcibly swallowed the blood rising in her throat and did not answer his question. Instead, she tremblingly extended her pale hand and solemnly pressed an incomparably radiant nine-colored crystal, one that made souls tremble, into Xuan Hao's hand.

"This is... the Dragon God's Heart."

Na'er gasped for breath, her purple eyes filled with resolve and heartache. "If you intend to forcefully master Dragon God Power during battle... this may greatly increase your chances of succeeding."

"But... Gege, listen carefully. If you fail, if you are completely assimilated by the Dragon God's mad will, then under the effects of the Dragon God's Heart, even your soul will be burned to ashes. You will die completely, and not even I will be able to revive you."

Xuan Hao looked at the nine-colored crystal in his hand, as though it contained the entire universe. "If I really die... can you help me take care of them?"

"No!"

Na'er bit her lip hard. Her eyes instantly reddened, tears pouring forth as she screamed hysterically, "If you die, I will never go back to see them! And I will never tell them the truth!"

"I'll make them