Dragon Soul

"Enough, stop arguing."

Hearing the violent explosion, Cao Xiaochun frowned and immediately cut off the conversation, quickly looking ahead.

The strange altar had already emerged. When the mechanic boss saw the complete altar, his eyes lit up, and he let out a sinister cackle.

"Looks like our ancestors were right. Those two feng shui masters really did set up such a grand feng shui formation here back then. But now, everything beneath this place belongs to us!"

Zhang Heng was exceptionally excited. Not only had his ancestors' notes been proven correct, but once he obtained the Dragon Nest's supreme treasure, his position within the organization would rise by several ranks at the very least!

"Darling, don't celebrate too soon. So many years have passed, and we have no idea how much strength the dragon soul still possesses. We still need to be careful."

Zhang Xiaohua gave a charming smile and slowly stepped forward, cautiously reminding her husband.

"Hmph, who cares how strong it is? We came prepared this time. These students have every blood type we need. Their blood can not only lift the altar's seal, but also greatly suppress the dragon soul's strength!"

He Taining revealed a cruel smile, then took out a large bowl from his spatial ring and viciously slashed each student's wrist!

Whoosh!

As the blade flashed, massive streams of blood spurted from the students' wrists. However, He Taining did not take too much, instead collecting it from each of them according to the required proportions!

If breaking the formation had not required such precision, he would have directly smashed these students into the altar!

After finishing, He Taining slowly stepped forward and fiercely splashed the blood over the dragon head at the center of the altar!

Whoosh!

The instant the blood came into contact with the dragon head, a red light flashed from its enormous eyes. The blood clinging to its surface was rapidly absorbed by the dragon head!

"Retreat!"

Boom!

Seeing the altar continuously tremble, Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes and shouted. The three figures swiftly darted backward as the altar shook more and more violently. With an earth-shattering bang, the entire altar instantly exploded.

A blue phantom shot out from beneath the altar!

Roar!

In midair, the blue phantom rapidly dispersed, revealing a hundred-meter-long giant dragon!

The dragon seemed to be formed entirely from blue ice crystals. With its wings spread wide, its body spanned a full eighty meters!

Its entire form was exceptionally majestic. The half-meter-long icy horn on its head, its sharply defined scales, and its crimson pupils displayed every trait of a dragon to the fullest!

[Ice Dragon Skasa - Dragon Soul - (Extremely Weakened)]

[Gold Rank]

Strength: 580

Speed: 620

Spirit: 633

[Talent]: Ice Affinity. A dragon born from ice, a natural king. Whenever she appeared, the world's ice elements would begin to revel, as though paying homage to their king. Any ice-element spell was effortless in Skasa's hands.

[Characteristic]: Immortal Talent. Dragons could not be killed. Even after they fell, the remnants of their presence in the world would gather into a dragon egg. After many years, she would be reborn once more!

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"I didn't expect this dragon soul to have weakened all the way down to Gold Rank, yet its abilities are still this terrifying."

Looking at the data returned by the Eye of Truth, Cao Xiaochun's breathing quickened.

Although he knew that the last two lines of characteristics described Skasa's original body rather than this illusory dragon soul, it was still enough to shock him. Dragons truly deserved to be beings capable of standing against gods. Just the two characteristics he could see were enough to prove how powerful dragons were!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With the appearance of the dragon soul, the blizzard that had previously stopped began to fall once more. The dragon soul stared down at Zhang Heng's group with blood-red eyes, and even its low dragon roar carried traces of fury!

"Hahaha, just as expected. Even a dragon soul this powerful cannot withstand the altar's erosion."

Seeing the dragon soul's condition, Zhang Heng laughed wildly.

"Activate the formation!"

Without further hesitation, Zhang Heng shouted. Zhang Xiaohua and the others slowly moved to his side. At that moment, the basin began to shake violently. Amid the sounds of cracking ice, eight iron chains tipped with enormous spikes shot toward the dragon soul!

Each chain was half a meter thick. As they soared through the air, they resembled terrifying tentacles, tearing through the air with shrill whistles. Anything they touched would likely be shattered!

Zhang Heng had spent all three of their savings and five years forging these chains, all for this very moment.

As the chains shot forward, the mechanic's face turned slightly pale. With his current strength, controlling such an enormous machine was truly difficult.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

Roar!

The instant the chains came into contact with the dragon soul, their steel spikes easily pierced its massive body and firmly locked it in place. The dragon soul finally reacted, unleashing miserable roars!

Buzzz!

The dragon soul spread its wings and exhaled a breath of deep blue energy into the sky. A massive magic array instantly formed, and thick pillars of ice came crashing down, smashing viciously toward Zhang Heng and the other two!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A huge shield of light enveloped the three of them, desperately resisting the terrifying ice spikes. This was He Taier's strongest defensive skill, and he was already giving it everything he had!

[Third-Tier Fire Spell—Flowing Light Karma Fire!]

Zhang Xiaohua hesitated no longer. Gripping her staff with both hands, she shouted, and eight fierce flames ignited along the iron chains, blasting toward the bound dragon soul!

The chains had been drenched in fire oil, and empowered by this high-level third-tier spell, the terrifying flames seemed ready to melt everything around them!

What followed was a prolonged tug-of-war, with both sides betting on who would be the first to fail!

Watching the deadlock ahead, Cao Xiaochun let out a heavy breath. After thinking carefully, he realized that no matter which side won, they would have to face the attack of the remaining side afterward. Therefore, they had to strike the instant their opponents let down their guard.

Otherwise, the enormous gap in levels would leave their group at a disadvantage. And now, Cao Xiaochun had decided to use every trump card he had accumulated during this time!

"Old Eight, their standoff won't last much longer. So listen to my command. No matter which side wins, the moment I give the order, convert all your mana into Weakness and make sure it hits one target!"

"Hanyi, launch a surprise attack with me. Li Wenbin, put shields on us!"

After a moment of thought, Cao Xiaochun spoke solemnly.

The others exchanged glances and nodded heavily. They knew there could be no carelessness in this matter.

Meanwhile, Hong Jianjun looked around, gritted his teeth to steel himself, then grabbed a frying pan in his hand, his eyes filled with resolve!