Sealed Again!

"Mystic Ice Dragon Flight!"

Hai Bodong's Dou Qi was nearly drained dry. A massive dragon condensed from surging Dou Qi appeared with a roar, circling around him as it flew through the air. To avoid being controlled by Huo Yuhao, Hai Bodong had deliberately not formed an ice dragon, using only pure Dou Qi to shape it.

Seeing the Dou Qi dragon before him, Huo Yuhao, who had remained expressionless all this time, finally showed a slight reaction. He sensed a trace of condensed Emotion Power from the dragon.

"Is it... sorrow?" Huo Yuhao looked at Hai Bodong and saw a flicker of bewilderment in those aged eyes. Because of that, Huo Yuhao abandoned his original plan to launch a sneak attack.

He sheathed his long blade, formed hand seals with both hands, and silently recited an incantation.

"Ice-Sealing Dragon Transformation Art!"

"Roooar—!"

A resounding dragon's roar echoed through the heavens. An ice dragon, even larger than the Dou Qi dragon, tore through the air and charged headlong toward Hai Bodong's technique. Huo Yuhao had learned this skill from Rong Nianbing in his previous life. It originated from the ice-element forbidden spell, Dragon of the Ice Snow Goddess. After Huo Yuhao modified it and fused it with Electrolux's Necromancy, the current Ice-Sealing Dragon Transformation Art could incorporate spiritual power. It could therefore fight autonomously and absorb Heaven and Earth Origin Qi to replenish its expenditure. It was practically the creation of a spell-based lifeform.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao had finally chosen to meet him head-on, Hai Bodong laughed heartily.

"Good! Then let's see which of us is stronger! Go!"

The two dragons, one blue and one white, clashed with utterly different auras!

Boom!

Amid a deafening explosion, the moment the two dragons came into contact, the ice dragon appeared incredibly fragile, shattering inch by inch beneath the Dou Qi dragon's assault. The Dou Qi dragon surged onward unstoppably, continuing toward Huo Yuhao after smashing through the ice dragon.

At the sight, all of Hai Bodong's earlier frustration vanished. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed. His Dou Qi dragon had somehow slipped out of his control, freezing rigidly in midair before dissipating outright.

At the same time, a seven-colored light rushed into Hai Bodong's mind. In an instant, an uncontrollable pain and sorrow erupting from the depths of his soul overwhelmed him. Hai Bodong's knees gave out, and he collapsed to the ground. Clutching his head with both hands, tears streamed down his face as he let out an animal-like whimper!

The instant the Dou Qi dragon dissipated, a seven-colored flash flickered. Specks of blue spiritual light gathered from the shattered ice shards around them. At the same time, a mark quietly emerged where the Dou Qi dragon had vanished and merged with the blue spiritual light. A miniature ice dragon appeared in midair, looking left and right in utter confusion.

"Strange?" Huo Yuhao looked at the ice dragon, somewhat puzzled.

"You're really daring to use such an unfinished skill?" Yao Chen's voice sounded in Huo Yuhao's mind.

"Isn't that because I have you, Teacher?" Huo Yuhao's lips curled upward. While Hai Bodong had been charging Mystic Ice Dragon Flight, Yao Chen's soul form had already arrived and attached itself to Huo Yuhao. That was also one of the reasons Huo Yuhao had dared to change his strategy. Otherwise, he never would have allowed Hai Bodong to finish charging his attack.

"Besides, even if it hit me, it couldn't hurt me." Huo Yuhao's figure, which had just cast the Ice-Sealing Dragon Transformation Art, faded away. Even in a head-on clash, Huo Yuhao had no habit of standing still and waiting to be hit. He had released the ice dragon from elsewhere; what Hai Bodong had seen was still only an illusion.

Glancing at Hai Bodong, who was still "having an episode," Yao Chen asked Huo Yuhao, "How should we deal with him now?"

"Um..." Huo Yuhao hesitated.

Just then, a sharp shout rang out:

"Take this, Whirlwind Fire Fist!"

Xiao Yan descended from the sky, swinging her tiny pink fist at Hai Bodong's head.

"Wait!"

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao called out to stop her. At the same time, he used the Qi Control Art to pull Xiao Yan's body away.

Smack! Xiao Yan landed squarely on her butt, smashing a large crater into the ground. After extinguishing the Beast Flame, she crawled out of the pit, grabbed Huo Yuhao by the neck, and shook him relentlessly.

"Huo Yuhao, what are you doing? You're keeping him alive?"

Dizzy from being shaken, Huo Yuhao pulled Xiao Yan's hands away and explained, "Cough, cough! Actually, it's like this..."

"Damn! Huo Yuhao, you stole his stuff?"

"It wasn't stealing. I was originally planning to help him lift his seal in exchange for the Demon Flame Fragment Map." Huo Yuhao defended himself. "Before I could finish speaking, he attacked Xiao Yi Xian."

"Brother Huo Yuhao, I'm fine." Xiao Yi Xian had returned right behind Xiao Yan. The moment she landed, she hurried to Huo Yuhao's side and carefully checked whether he was hurt.

"Oh, then there's no need to unseal him now. The fragment map is already in our hands." Xiao Yan did not particularly care whether Huo Yuhao had simply stolen it. After all, if it had been her, she wouldn't have let this fragment map go either.

"Even if we wanted to unseal him now, we can't. My divine sense was used up in the battle with him." Huo Yuhao's mouth twitched as he looked at Hai Bodong, who had passed out from "overdoing his episode."

"Let's take him away first. Later, we'll ask where he got this Demon Flame Fragment Map." Huo Yuhao raised a hand, lifting the unconscious Hai Bodong while also taking away the still-confused Little Ice Dragon.

"Awoo—!"

Where am I?

"Whimper—!"

Whose voice is that?

He felt as though he had had a dream, but he couldn't remember what exactly had happened in it. He only remembered that, at the beginning, it had felt as if his heart had been pierced through. That pain, that sensation of loss, had drowned him. Just as he thought he was about to drown, threads of warmth emerged from his chest and pulled him out of the dream.

Hai Bodong abruptly opened his eyes. Two blue dragon whiskers swayed before him, and an admittedly somewhat ugly dragon face, from this angle, loomed right in front of him.

"Achoo!" Hai Bodong sneezed. Just as he raised a hand to push the little thing in front of him away, he realized his hand wouldn't move.

Tilting his head to look, he found himself tied up like a caterpillar.

"Oh, you're awake?" A somewhat flippant voice reached his ears, and only then did Hai Bodong realize that he had been defeated and captured.

"Don't bother trying to break free. These ropes are made from the tendons of magical beasts." Huo Yuhao's low voice rang out. "And I've sealed your Dou Qi. Right now, you can only use Dou Qi at the level of a Dou Zhe."

Feeling the sluggish Dou Qi within his body, Hai Bodong gave a bitter laugh. "Ha ha, kill me or torture me as you please. Why humiliate me like this?"

"Tell me, where did you get this fragment map?" Huo Yuhao took out the Demon Flame Fragment Map from his storage ring and asked, "Do you have any other fragment maps?"

"Ha! You want me to tell you? Dream on!" Hai Bodong sneered, wanting to spit at Huo Yuhao, but unfortunately, he couldn't work up any phlegm.

"What should we do?" The flippant voice sounded again. "I once read a book about torture. They say no one can withstand it."

Hai Bodong saw the face of a black-haired youth lean into his view from outside his field of vision, wearing an ill-intentioned grin.

"You little brat, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Hai Bodong revealed a mocking smile. "If I so much as furrow my brow, I'm not Hai Bodong!"

"Looks like he doesn't want to talk, so forget it." Xiao Yan had intended to let him go, but Huo Yuhao unexpectedly nodded and drew his long blade.

"Mm, then let's kill him."

"Hey, wait?"