Soul Jade, Ao Buyu

The six dragon heads stared coldly at Wang Xian, making him shudder.

Without warning, six streams of dragon breath blasted toward him. They shifted through different colors in midair, gradually coalescing into a terrifying divine dragon.

The lifelike dragon slowly circled above his head.

It seemed ready to devour him at any moment, while the six dragons unleashed their breath.

A voice sounded in Wang Xian's ear, telling him that as a reward for passing the first level, he could choose to refine one of the dragon souls.

Wang Xian froze, then promptly rejected the idea.

He didn't need a dragon soul.

They thought one dragon soul would be enough to fob him off? How stingy.

With a sweep of his sleeve, a ball of divine dragon fire burst forth, surging up toward the dragon above him.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon circling over his head transformed back into six streams of dragon breath and returned to the six cold statues.

Had Ao Qianyu been here, she would have seen that the six statues merely stood quietly in the corner. Not a trace of dragon breath had emerged from them.

Was this a trial?

Or was it truly the reward for the first level? Wang Xian didn't care either way.

A mysterious power enveloped him.

Just like the golden light on the first level, it lifted him up and swept him into the void.

In Dragon Valley.

The First Elder stared silently at the soul jade in his hand. A streak of red light suddenly flared across it, then gradually dimmed under his stunned gaze.

The Law Enforcement Elder, Ao Que, seated before him, and the Fifth Elder, Ao Buyu, were both stunned.

As the red light in the soul jade vanished, all three cried out