Dragon Spirit Pearl

"Lady Zi Yan, what is Dragon Breath Poison?" Xia Jia, who had never heard of it, asked.

Her face was still a little pale, and she could only stand steadily with the support of the North King. Her bright eyes were filled with lingering fear.

That wisp of mist just now almost caused most of her Spiritual Energy to dissipate, and she still feels lingering fear when she thinks about it now.

Zi Yan immediately said, "Dragon Breath Poison is a deadly poison among the Dragon Clan. It is made from Dragon Breath and is extremely potent. If too much is inhaled, even a Lower-Rank Earth Sovereign will be in a very bad state. And for those below the Earth Sovereign, a single misstep could lead to their immediate demise. That is why you are in such a state after only absorbing a trace."

When Zi Yan spoke, there was a hint of seriousness in her purple-gold eyes, clearly indicating that the power of the Dragon Breath Poison was no exaggeration.

Dragon Clan are one of the most powerful races in the world. Their Dragon Breath is enough to incinerate everything. When Dragon Breath is refined into poison through special means, its domineering power far exceeds that of ordinary poisons.

This can be seen from the fact that Xia Jia's Spiritual Energy became disordered after inhaling only a trace of the mist.

As she spoke, Zi Yan looked at the Dragon Breath Poison again and smiled slightly.

Her purplish-gold eyes reflected the surging dark purple mist, and deep within her pupils, a golden-red light slowly flowed.

This Dragon Breath Poison is extremely toxic to others, but for her, a Dragon Phoenix, it's actually a good tonic.

The Dragon Clan's essence within the Dragon Breath is like a sweet spring to her, while the Violent Factor in the poison will Purified by her bloodline, transforming into the purest bloodline nourishment.

So Zi Yan flew forward. Her figure lightly swept to the edge of the dark purple mist, her Purple-Gold Dress appearing and disappearing in the mist.

Zi Yan slightly opened her small mouth, the movement gentle and elegant, and then a suction force emerged from her lips.

The suction force was initially very gentle, like a breeze lightly brushing across the surface of the mist, but it quickly grew stronger and stronger, like a Giant Dragon opening its jaws to swallow seawater.

The thick, dark purple mist, under the suction, surged into her mouth like torn cotton wool, large clumps of mist were drawn into Zi Yan's lips and swallowed into her stomach.

Under Zi Yan's inhalation, the dense fog thinned at an extremely rapid pace.

At first, the mist stretched across the sky like a thick purple wall, but in just a few breaths, Zi Yan absorbed most of it, and the mist became as thin as gauze, allowing one to see further into the distance.

A few breaths later, Zi Yan swallowed the last wisp of dark purple mist. She let out a soft burp, the action carrying a touch of girlish innocence, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

After absorbing the Dragon Breath Poison, her aura became more refined, and the pressure contained in her Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline became increasingly intense.

The Dragon Mansion, shrouded in thick fog, was also revealed in this fog.

At this moment, Lin Ming did not delay and once again incorporated the entire Dragon Mansion into his Inner World.

Black Flame surged from his palm, Black Hole appeared, and that familiar suction force enveloped the Stone Island.

The entire Dragon Mansion Stone Island was sucked into the Black Hole in that instant, turning into a stream of light that entered Lin Ming's palm.

Within his Inner World, as Lin Ming easily broke through the formation once again, a floating island even larger than the Lin Residence immediately appeared.

After the spatial folding was dispelled, the Stone Island of the Dragon Mansion expanded to tens of thousands of feet in circumference, resembling a small continent suspended in the air.

The island has an extremely complex terrain, with towering peaks, bottomless canyons, winding river remnants, and vast, flat plains Ruins.

Those mountains were steeper than those of the Lin Residence, those valleys were deeper than those of the Lin Residence, and those Ruins were both grander and more dilapidated than those of the Lin Residence.

The group flew over the island, only to find it littered with Ruins.

The vast area was devoid of any sign of life, resembling a dead zone.

The ground beneath our feet was a dark grayish-brown, with countless tiny dead leaves and wood chips mixed in with the soil. The withered branches and fallen leaves of the ancient trees piled up in a thick layer, like a gray carpet covering the entire island.

An extremely strong residual Dragon Clan aura lingered in the air. Although the aura had become extremely weak, the domineering and majestic power it contained still made the North King and Xia Jia's breathing tighten slightly.

After inhaling some of the residual pressure, Xia Jia felt a tightness in her chest and had to use her Spiritual Energy to protect her heart and lungs.

Although the North King's expression remained unchanged, the knuckles of his fingers gripping the heavy sword were slightly white, clearly indicating that he was also enduring the oppressive force.

Led by Lin Ming, the group saw a vast Ruins in the distance. Judging from the remains, it was clear that a magnificent palace had once stood there.

The foundation of that grand hall was built from a single piece of dark blue-green stone, and its scale far exceeded that of any hall in the Lin Residence, measuring several hundred feet in length and width, resembling a huge Altar.

Dozens of broken stone pillars remain on the foundation, each as thick as several people could hug. The pillars are covered with dense Dragon Pattern, which are more Dragon Pattern and complex than those seen in the Lin Residence.

However, the entire hall has now collapsed. Most of the stone pillars have fallen, some broken in the middle, some shattered at the base, and some have completely collapsed onto the foundation.

The roof of the main hall has long since disappeared, leaving only some broken glazed tile fragments scattered among the Ruins, gleaming dimly in the grayish-white light.

However, Zi Yan's eyes swept across the Ruins and then focused on the center of the Ruins.

Her gaze passed through the broken stone pillars and shattered rubble, landing on a clearing deep within the Ruins.

In the very center of that open space, a perfectly preserved White Bone Throne stood silently.

The throne was several meters tall and was carved entirely from the bones of some kind of giant beast. The bones were as white as jade and had a warm luster on their surface. Even after tens of thousands of years, there was still no trace of weathering.

The throne's back is carved with a coiled Giant Dragon, its head held high, its tail drooping, and its body wrapped around every bone pillar of the backrest.

On this White Bone Throne, a powerful aura lingers. That aura is stronger and more domineering than that of the Master of the Lin Residence, like a true Giant Dragon whose Dragon Might might, even after ten thousand years of decline, still lingers on the throne enough to intimidate all who come after.

Clearly, in those ancient times, a powerful figure must have sat atop this White Bone Throne.

The Dragon Mansion's cultivation level was close to the threshold of the Upper-Rank Earth Sovereign during his lifetime, and the Dragon Clan power contained in his aura was more violent and ferocious than that of the Master of the Lin Residence.

However, Zi Yan only glanced at the White Bone Throne before moving up.

Zi Yan's gaze traveled upwards along the back of the throne, past the coiled Dragon Pattern, past the towering bone pillars, and finally fixed on the top of the White Bone Throne.

There, a crystal bead, roughly the size of a human head, could be seen.

The pearl was perfectly round and flawless, its entire body displaying a warm, milky white color, like a dewdrop frozen for ten thousand years.

It hovered quietly atop the bone pillar at the highest point of the White Bone Throne, emitting a soft light, as warm and cool as moonlight, enveloping the entire Ruins in a faint silvery-white halo.

Within that luminous pearl, there seemed to be a Bai Long coiled and serpentine.

The Bai Long was slender and long, its entire body as white as snow, its scales crystal clear, like a work of art sculpted from ice and snow.

It perched at the core of the luminous pearl, its dragon head slightly raised and its eyes slightly closed, as if it were asleep, or as if it were guarding something.

A vast Spiritual Energy fluctuation emanated from it, extremely pure and powerful, like an ocean compressed for millennia slowly breathing within the pearl of light.

"This is... the Dragon Spirit Pearl?" Zi Yan gazed at the pearl containing the Bai Long's light, her beautiful eyes involuntarily lighting up.

Her purplish-gold eyes reflected a milky-white light, with a golden-red gleam dancing joyfully deep within her pupils, and a delighted smile curved her lips.

Her Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline trembled slightly in front of that light bead, as if it had sensed some kind of aura from the same source.

Some powerful Dragon Clan, upon their demise, are able to seal their Spiritual Energy, which then condenses into a Dragon Spirit Pearl.

That Dragon Spirit Pearl condensed the purest Spiritual Energy of its entire life, and even contained the Bloodline Power.

That is one of the most precious inheritances of the Dragon Clan, like a Giant Dragon condensing its life's cultivation and blood essence into a seed, leaving it to future generations of its clansmen or those destined to inherit it.

If one could obtain and refine it, it would be of great benefit to cultivation.

Especially for cultivators with Dragon Clan Bloodline, a Dragon Spirit Pearl is equivalent to a transformative opportunity.

The Spiritual Energy within can not only directly enhance cultivation, but the Bloodline Power within can also temper a cultivator's Dragon Clan Bloodline, making it purer and stronger.

According to Zi Yan's estimation, this Dragon Spirit Pearl should have been left behind by the Lord of the Dragon Mansion.

The Dragon Mansion's strength during his lifetime was extremely close to that of Upper-Rank Earth Sovereign, even stronger than that of the Master of the Lin Residence. Therefore, the value of this Dragon Spirit Pearl is much higher than that of the Azure Wood Seal that Lin Ming obtained before.

The Azure Wood Seal is Sacred Artifact, containing an Azure Wood Power. However, the Dragon Spirit Pearl contains the lifelong Spiritual Energy and blood essence of a Dragon Clan expert who is close to the Upper-Rank Earth Sovereign. Its value cannot be measured by rank.

Most importantly, this Dragon Spirit Pearl is perfect for her.

If she could refine it, her Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline would surely advance further, and her cultivation level would also surge.

Lin Ming stood beside her and also saw the Dragon Spirit Pearl. A knowing glint flashed in his dark, unfathomable eyes.

Lin Ming then turned his head to look at Zi Yan, and his eyes met hers, which were filled with surprise and longing.

Lin Ming smiled slightly and nodded at her, the meaning of which couldn't be clearer.

This Dragon Spirit Pearl belongs to Zi Yan.