Divine Demon Prison Suppression Art, Refining True Dragon Power!

Seeing the Heart-Piercing Lock in Lin Changqing's hand, the Ink Flood Dragon immediately paused, stopping in its tracks.

He had already been heavily injured when the blood-colored spear self-destructed earlier.

In fact, at this moment, the True Dragon power within him was completely depleted, leaving him no chance to tear through the Dragon Transformation Pool's formation.

His strength was also far inferior to before. In his rage from the severe injuries, he had wanted to kill Lin Changqing immediately.

But seeing another treasure appear in Lin Changqing's hand, coupled with his threatening words, the Ink Flood Dragon stopped.

"You won't dare!"

The Ink Flood Dragon stared at Lin Changqing, its face contorted in ferocity.

This human was truly ruthless, willing to detonate a treasure just like that!

This was a treasure that even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal would cherish as a priceless artifact! Yet, in Lin Changqing's eyes, it was treated with such disdain, ready to be blown up at any moment!

As the Ink Flood Dragon spoke, it felt uneasy and dared not approach further.

If that attack were to happen again, it would surely die!

"You can try."

"I am a Saint's disciple. The number of treasures a Saint has given me is countless. Detonating one or two is no big deal."

"However, what I say might not be true. You don't have to believe me."

"Coincidentally, I don't like you either. Killing you would probably be a good choice."

Lin Changqing said with utter confidence, his words sounding as if they were false, but even if only ten percent were true, the Ink Flood Dragon absolutely could not advance any further!

Even with just ten percent truth, the Ink Flood Dragon would be gambling with its life!

"Human, I, Ink Flood Dragon, will remember this enmity!!"

"When I recover, it will be your time to die!!"

The Ink Flood Dragon roared, breaking through towards the golden mist.

Dragging its heavily injured body, the Ink Flood Dragon spat out the Dragon Pearl from its mouth once more. Although it was extremely dim and its True Dragon power was almost completely depleted, just a trace of True Dragon aura was enough to envelop it, allowing the Ink Flood Dragon to leave the Ancestral Dragon Pool smoothly.

Lin Changqing watched the Ink Flood Dragon disappear and slowly let out a sigh of relief.

As if he were joking, he had only managed to break four layers of restrictions on the Heart-Piercing Lock. It was still a long way off from self-detonating.

Besides, even if it could self-detonate, Lin Changqing would never bear to destroy a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Moreover, seeing that only twenty to thirty percent of his Divine Demon Power remained within him, Lin Changqing truly lacked confidence.

If the Ink Flood Dragon had decided to fight further, Lin Changqing estimated he could only rely on the Divine Demon Wings behind him to play a game of cat and mouse with the Ink Flood Dragon at extreme speed.

With no need to delay any longer, Lin Changqing retracted the wings behind him and put away the Heart-Piercing Lock, slowly landing by the edge of the Dragon Transformation Pool.

Within the Dragon Transformation Pool, golden divine light surged around Ao Ying, her scales shimmering brilliantly. Boundless Dragon Clan bloodline power continued to merge into her body.

Ao Ying was only one step away from the mid-stage Golden Immortal realm, but this thin veil was not so easily pierced.

After all, when Ao Ying met Lin Changqing, her cultivation had only just broken through to the Golden Immortal realm.

Sensing that he only had about thirty percent of his Divine Demon Power left, Lin Changqing sighed slightly, realizing he needed to accelerate his recovery.

His Divine Demon Prison Suppression Art was truly indiscriminate in its cultivation.

It could even absorb and refine the various Dragon Clan auras within this Dragon Clan secret realm.

At this moment, Lin Changqing had an idea.

The Dragon Clan bloodline power in the Ancestral Dragon Pool was definitely not prepared by just one person, nor could it be entirely absorbed by Ao Ying.

Although much had dissipated over the countless years, the power remaining was still immense.

Ao Ying was only one step away from the mid-stage Golden Immortal realm, yet about half of the power within the Ancestral Dragon Pool remained.

Lin Changqing's heart immediately burned with excitement.

The power within the Dragon Transformation Pool originated from the Ancestral Dragon, possessing an extremely high level of power and unparalleled purity. If he could absorb and refine it, perhaps he could also use this opportunity to break through to the Golden Immortal realm!

No sooner said than done, a Dragon Pearl appeared in Lin Changqing's hand.

Since this treasure had not yet been given away, it was fine to use it.

On the Dragon Pearl, a pearly white light shone, and a white jade divine dragon soared into the sky. Its dragon form circled and landed on Lin Changqing, enveloping him entirely.

This was the Dragon Pearl of a Dragon Clan Quasi-Saint! Its grade was immeasurably higher than the Dragon Pearl in the Ink Flood Dragon's possession.

Under the shroud of the pearly white light, the Dragon Clan aura around Lin Changqing far surpassed that of the Ink Flood Dragon. With a single step, he easily crossed the golden light barrier protecting the Ancestral Dragon Pool without any obstruction.

If the Ink Flood Dragon were still here and knew that Lin Changqing possessed such a Dragon Pearl, it would probably have fought desperately to snatch it.

Unfortunately, it had left, inadvertently giving Lin Changqing the opportunity to enter the Ancestral Dragon Pool.

Stepping into the Ancestral Dragon Pool, the thousand-zhang area was occupied by Ao Ying for a small portion, leaving enough space for Lin Changqing to sit cross-legged.

Incredibly pure True Dragon power surged towards him like ceaseless waves. Because of the True Dragon aura on Lin Changqing's body, even more power flowed towards him than towards Ao Ying!

At this moment, the golden True Dragon power, like water being drawn away, formed a vortex that converged around Lin Changqing.

The golden energy was rapidly absorbed by Lin Changqing, gathering within his dantian before entering his thirty-six hundred acupoints.

The Divine Demon Prison Suppression Art circulated rapidly, boundless crimson energy transforming into streams of divine light, imprinting divine patterns within each acupoint.

The number reached the perfect count for the Great Heavenly Cycle, spreading like a boundless sea of stars around the acupoints.

The thirty-six hundred phantom Divine Demons within the acupoints now sat cross-legged, crimson energy flowing rapidly around them. Their suction power increased tenfold, drawing streams of True Dragon power into the phantoms to refine them at high speed!

This was True Dragon power! And it originated from the Ancestral Dragon! It was incredibly pure, and absorbing it now was far beyond what those earlier streams of blood energy could compare to.

Lin Changqing's Divine Demon Power rapidly recovered, reaching full capacity in just a moment.

At this point, the phantom Divine Demons showed no signs of stopping; instead, they circulated faster and faster.

Lin Changqing's aura began to surge, and the crimson energy lingering outside the phantom Divine Demons gradually converged upon them. The phantoms, ethereal like clouds and mist, began to solidify.

Flesh and blood were rapidly outlined, bones and sinews were slowly forged, and even the skin, the lines, and the hair on his body were evolving at an accelerated pace.

And these phantom Divine Demons all bore the same appearance – exactly like Lin Changqing!!

Time outside flowed rapidly. Within the Ancestral Dragon Pool, at some unknown point, Lin Changqing and Ao Ying occupied opposite sides, one yin and one yang, continuing to absorb the True Dragon power there.

Lin Changqing's aura surged, becoming more than twice as powerful as before.

Meanwhile, Ao Ying's body was now covered in golden patterns on her azure scales. The divine Dragon Clan patterns, however, rapidly dimmed.

And her Azure Dragon form had grown to a colossal size of twelve hundred zhang!

The might of a mid-stage Golden Immortal slowly coalesced, a powerful aura immediately shaking the surroundings!

With a slight tremor, the True Dragon power within the Ancestral Dragon Pool was completely absorbed.

Ao Ying slowly opened her eyes, divine light flashing within them. Golden light flickered and vanished, quickly retracting, and finally, even the Dragon Clan patterns around her body slowly faded.

Her cultivation: mid-stage Golden Immortal!

At this moment, Ao Ying looked around in surprise, only then noticing Lin Changqing coiled not far beside her. She became incredibly excited.

"Brother Changqing!"

"I've broken through!"

Two exclamations interrupted Lin Changqing's cultivation. He finally snapped back to reality.

Lin Changqing then looked at Ao Ying, feeling the oppressive force emanating from her mid-stage Golden Immortal cultivation, which was even stronger than that of the Golden Condor or Green Vine. He revealed a slight bitter smile.

Just a little bit more!