The Moon Is Yin, Makes Sense, Right?

Before she could finish speaking, Zi JI looked up and let out a dragon's roar.

This dragon's roar was completely different from the previous one.

Previously, it was a demonstration, a provocation, and tinged with a hint of mockery.

But this dragon's roar contained only the purest, most intense, and utterly ignited dragon bloodlust, pushed to its limits.

She was actually being stepped on the chest by a human brat who asked her if she submitted?!

who is she?

Hell Demon Dragon King!

Having lived for so many years, she is someone even Di Tian in the Star Dou Great Forest has to give her some face!

She might acknowledge a human being as qualified to be her contractor, but she would never allow herself to be acknowledged in that way!

The roar of the dragon spread in all directions in a visible manner, and the remaining rubble in the ruins was shaken into the air by the sound waves, crackling into smaller particles in mid-air.

As the sound waves swept past, the remaining half-stands at the edge of the Soul Fighting Arena ruins finally collapsed completely, and chunks of reinforced concrete rolled down from above, hitting the ground with dull thuds.

Di Tian frowned slightly.

He did not intervene.

But a very subtle emotion flashed in his golden vertical pupils.

Zi JI is about to get serious.

Yun Jingheng realized something was wrong the moment the dragon's roar sounded.

The dragon's body beneath his feet began to heat up.

It wasn't the heat that surged up from the throat like dragon's breath, but rather a heat that emanated from beneath the scales, deep within the muscles, and from the bone marrow.

The magical patterns on the dark purple dragon scales began to brighten at a visible speed, changing from dark purple to bright purple, and then to purplish gold. The light shone through the gaps between the scales, outlining the entire dragon's silhouette as a fiery purple silhouette.

The dark elements within Zi JI's body are burning at an unprecedented rate.

He immediately jumped off Zi JI's chest, his toes tapping the ruins several times as he retreated rapidly.

The next second, Zi JI's dragon body sprang up from the ground.

The power unleashed by the sixty-meter-long dragon body in that instant shook the entire ruins. Using her forepaws as a fulcrum, she swung her tail violently, propelling her entire body into the air. As she took off, her wings fully unfolded, with a wingspan exceeding eighty meters, obscuring half the sky.

She hovered in mid-air, her dragon head lowered, looking down at the tiny human boy on the ground.

The dragon's purplish-gold eyes no longer held any hint of "test" or "trial".

Those eyes burned with genuine fighting spirit, a fighting spirit born from being forced into a frenzy, a spirit that would not rest until the opponent was completely crushed.

Her dragon mouth slowly opened, and her voice rolled out from the depths of her throat, each word carrying the heavy, oppressive aura unique to dragons.

"Are you convinced?"

Her dragon tail swayed slowly in the air, its tip creating tiny spatial rifts as it cut through the air.

That was a sign that the concentration of dark elements was so high that even space itself was beginning to be eroded.

"Oh..."

"I haven't even gotten serious yet, you brat!"

She took a deep breath.

The air in the entire ruins rushed towards her, forming a visible vortex of airflow.

Gravel, dust, broken branches—everything that could be blown by the wind was rolling toward her.

This is not wind; it is the gravitational collapse effect produced when dark elements are highly condensed.

The fluctuations of her Soul Power surged to a level that caused even Di Tian's expression to change slightly.

She ignited her primal power.

At the cost of depleting his vital essence, he gained an explosive increase in strength in a short period of time.

Then she swooped down.

Yun Jingheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw a purple-gold meteor fall from the sky, so fast that even his Divine Power focus was delayed.

That wasn't flight; it was elemental propulsion formed after dark elements enveloped the dragon's body. The principle was similar to teleportation, but the scale was on a completely different level.

He didn't have time to think.

He cast a beam of moonlight into the ground.

The moonlight exploded underground, sending countless pebbles and dust flying into the air, instantly forming a smokescreen that obscured visibility.

But Zi JI wasn't buying it at all.

As she charged into the smoke, the dragon's wings flapped violently, and the dark elements brought out by the wingtips tore the smoke in two.

The moment the smoke cleared, she saw Yun Jingheng moving rapidly to the left, his right claw slapping directly in that direction.

With nowhere to dodge, Yun Jingheng clasped his hands together in front of him, Moonlight condensed in his palms into a shield that was thickened to its limit.

The moment the dragon claw struck the shield, it shattered into countless points of light. The impact sent Yun Jingheng flying, his body tumbling through the air more than a dozen times before crashing into the ruins, barely coming to a stop after smashing through three layers of rubble.

He climbed out of the rubble, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.

One of my ribs is broken.

There might be two.

But instead of looking down at his injuries, he looked up at the Hell Demon Dragon King in mid-air, its body ablaze with purple-gold light.

The corners of his mouth were still curved in a smile.

Zi JI hovered in the air, her dragon eyes fixed on the human boy on the ground who was clearly injured but still laughing. Her voice carried a hint of impatience. "You can still laugh?"

Of course.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "Because you finally got serious."

He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

The Soul Power within his body began to operate in a completely different way.

Silvery-white Moonlight emanated from his body, clinging tightly to his skin and forming a thin, almost transparent film of light.

Then he began to press the moonlight into his body.

It presses into the flesh and blood from the skin's surface, into the meridians from the flesh and blood, and into the bones from the meridians.

His body began to glow.

It's not the kind of light that shines outward and illuminates the surroundings, but rather a light that shines from within.

His skin turned translucent silver-white, revealing the trails of light flowing through his meridians. His bones were being covered by layers of moonlight, and dense silver patterns appeared on their surfaces.

Moon Marrow Light.

This was the first time he had used this move, and he was completely unfamiliar with it.

By forcibly reshaping the power structure of one's own body with compressed Moonlight energy to the extreme, the upper limit of the meridians, bones, and muscles is raised to a level that is completely beyond the human realm in a short period of time.

The cost is that Divine Power is burned every second, and if the usage time exceeds the limit, the Spiritual Origin will suffer irreversible damage.

Yun Jingheng no longer cared.

Zi JI has ignited her primal power; if he continues to hold back, this battle will be lost.

The moment the Moon Marrow Light was completed, Yun Jingheng's body vanished from the spot.

His speed was so fast that even Di Tian's Divine Power could only catch a fleeting afterimage.

He appeared directly below Zi JI's abdomen before Zi JI even had a chance to react.

He clenched his right fist, the surface of which was covered with Moonlight enhanced by the Moon Marrow Light, the density of which made his fist look like a small moon.

Then he threw a punch.

The fist struck the first dragon scale, and the scale cracked open.

The Moonlight energy from the fist flowed along the crack into the area beneath the second dragon scale, exploding between the scale and the dragon skin.

The second dragon scale curls up.

The third dragon scale shattered.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth pieces of the fist spread outwards in a wave-like pattern, with each wave overturning more dragon scales.

Zi JI let out a painful dragon roar.

Her dragon body was blasted upwards by the force of that punch, flying more than ten meters. Seven or eight dragon scales on her abdomen shattered, revealing the dark red dragon skin underneath.

Then Yun Jingheng reappeared.

He appeared at the base of Zi JI's left wing, and with a sweeping kick, his toe precisely struck the weakest point of the wing joint.

Zi JI's left wing was kicked and bent outwards, the magic patterns on the wing membrane flashed violently, and the entire dragon wing briefly lost control.

Her body tilted to the left, almost flipping over in mid-air.

Then the right wing root, the middle of the coccyx, and the hind leg knee joint.

Yun Jingheng's figure flashed around Zi JI's massive dragon body, each strike landing precisely on her weakest point or most critical joint.

Fists, palms, knees, elbows, toes—every part of the body is a weapon, and every strike carries the terrifying explosive power enhanced by the Moon Marrow Light.

Zi JI launched a furious counterattack.

Her dragon claws drew purplish-black trails in the air, her tail whipped the air like a lash, producing crackling sounds, and her mouth continuously spewed out dense, dark purple dragon breath bullets.

But she couldn't hit it.

Yun Jingheng is too fast.

In his Moon Marrow Light state, his speed and reaction ability completely exceeded Zi JI's prediction range. Each of her attacks could only graze his afterimage, and while dodging the attacks, he would also casually add a punch or a kick to her.

This process lasted for nearly twenty seconds.

Within twenty seconds, Yun Jingheng landed forty-seven effective hits on Zi JI.

More than thirty dragon scales on Zi JI's body shattered, and the wing joints of both wings were hit simultaneously, causing a significant decrease in wing membrane control. The muscles in the middle of her tailbone spasmed after being hit repeatedly, and her left hind knee joint lost most of its strength after being struck by a knee strike.

Her body began to fall.

This time it wasn't an uncontrolled fall, but rather a precise strike to multiple joints and muscles throughout her body, rendering her unable to maintain a flight posture.

She fell onto her back when she landed in the rubble, in the exact same position as before.

But this time is completely different from the last.

Last time, she was caught off guard by Yun Jingheng's clever use of force; essentially, she was tricked.

The Moonlight Sword, embedded at the base of the dragon's horn, is the key to victory, not a direct crushing defeat.

This time, Yun Jingheng used the purest close-quarters combat, knocking her down from the sky with a single punch and kick.

Zi JI lay in the ruins, panting heavily.

The dark purple dragon's body was covered with shattered scales and wounds that were slowly bleeding. Its wings were spread out to the sides, with several torn openings in the wing membranes.

She looked more than ten times worse than last time.

When Yun Jingheng landed on her chest, her legs went weak, and she knelt directly on one knee on the dragon scale.

The Moon Marrow Light dissipated automatically the moment it hit the ground; the Divine Power expenditure was too great.

His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and all the muscles in his body were trembling slightly involuntarily.

But his eyes were still bright, and the corners of his mouth were still curved.

He propped himself up on one knee with one hand, stood up shakily, and stood right in the center of Zi JI's chest, looking down at the pair of purple-gold dragon eyes at his feet.

He didn't speak.

But the smugness in his eyes was ten times stronger than before.

After winning last time, he said, "I won, didn't I?" But this time, he didn't even ask, because the answer was already written in every inch of his face.

"I still have Soul Bone Skill I haven't used yet."

Zi JI lay there, while Long Tong stared at the pale-faced but extremely irritatingly smiling human brat on his chest, remaining silent for a long time.

Then she spoke.

Her voice was a bit hoarse than before, but it still had that deep, languid tone.

"... Your bone is broken."

Yun Jingheng paused for a moment, then looked down at his aching ribs.

"Oh, right, they broke, maybe two of them, but it's not a big problem."

Zi JI's dragon tail twitched slightly in the ruins, but the force was so light that it didn't even shatter the rubble.

"Your Divine Power is almost depleted. If you use that state again, your Spiritual Origin will be destroyed."

"Certainly."

Yun Jingheng squatted down and simply sat on Zi JI's chest, resting his chin on his hands as he looked at her. "This isn't a second time, is it?"

Zi JI remained silent for a few more seconds.

"... How long could you last in that state?"

"Theoretically, it should take thirty seconds, but it was solved in twenty seconds, leaving some leeway."

A complex emotion flashed in Zi JI's dragon eyes.

She finally understood why her Lord Di Tian had agreed.

It wasn't because of his potential, it wasn't because he had the Sea God Pavilion behind him, and it wasn't even because he possessed the Reverse Moon, which even the Lord couldn't see through.

It was not because of what he displayed in battle—precise calculations, absolute calmness, a keen sense of proportion, and the decisiveness to reveal his trump card at the most crucial moment.

She had lived for so long and seen countless geniuses, but she had only ever seen one human who could directly suppress a Hell Demon Dragon King while being two major realms apart.

She lost.

We lost completely.

She was defeated head-on only after she ignited her primal power and unleashed her full strength.

She slowly closed her eyes.

Then open your eyes again.

"... Be gentle next time, those scales will take a long time to grow back."

Yun Jingheng tilted his head and looked at her, his smile becoming even more smug.

That's your problem to worry about.

Zi JI raised her dragon tail and gently tapped him on the head. The force was just right, not painful but enough to shut him up.

Di Tian walked down from the highest point of the stands.

He strode over rubble and broken reinforced concrete, his pace unhurried and composed, as if the Destruction of the entire Soul Fighting Arena was nothing more than a leaf broken by ants fighting.

He walked to Zi JI's dragon head, glanced down at her, and then looked up at Yun Jingheng, who was sitting on Zi JI's chest.

"Are you ready regarding the contract?"

Zi JI slowly closed her eyes, then opened them again.

She looked at Yun Jingheng, her dragon mouth slightly open, and exhaled a breath of turbid air carrying the aura of dark elements, causing Yun Jingheng's hair to fly backward.

"Bring it on."

"You deserve it."