Shen Lian shook the droplets of blood from his blade and looked up at the sky above the blood pool.
At some point, the pervasive blood mist had dispersed, revealing the faint daylight at the end of Hell Road.
Shen Lian glanced down at the dragon corpse gradually cooling by his feet, his fingertips brushing over the patterns on the Dragon-Slaying Blade—this Million-Year Spirit Ring was finally his.
The rocky wall beside the blood pool still bore the marks left by the rolling dragon head. Golden blood slowly trickled through the cracks in the stone, silently recounting the brutal end of the battle.
The instant the Ten-Headed Sun-Burning Dragon's body completely lost its vitality, a dazzling halo slowly rose from its corpse.
The halo was entirely golden, threaded with wisps of crimson patterns. It was the Million-Year Spirit Ring formed from the Ten-Headed Sun-Burning Dragon.
It hovered above the blood pool, radiating vast, scorching energy fluctuations that slightly distorted even the surrounding air.
Shen Lian's gaze sharpened. Without further hesitation, he walked straight before the Spirit Ring and sat down cross-legged.
He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and began drawing in this hard-won Million-Year Spirit Ring.
At Shen Lian's command, the golden Spirit Ring slowly descended, approaching him bit by bit as though it possessed life.
The instant the Spirit Ring was about to touch his body, Shen Lian shouted:
"Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon, appear!"
Dark purple Soul Power erupted, and an enormous dragon phantom emerged behind him.
The dragon phantom was covered in dark purple scales, its dragon horns fierce and imposing. Its golden vertical pupils radiated the majesty of one who looked down upon the world. It was Shen Lian's Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon Martial Soul.
The Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon let out a deafening roar