A scorching torrent surged down Li Zhengyang's throat and into his organs.
"Ugh, aaah!"
Li Zhengyang let out a pained roar, his body arching violently like a cooked shrimp.
Veins bulged and twisted across his skin as crimson-gold light flickered wildly, seemingly ready to go out at any moment.
A single drop of Dragon Blood had nearly ignited him from within and burned him to ash.
The Dark-Gold Dragon Emperor was dumbfounded as well.
It had seen fearless warriors and sages as cunning as foxes.
But it had never seen a madman like this.
Unable to defeat it, he had clung to it, bitten it, and even drunk its blood?
What kind of creature was this?
Some sort of parasite?
After the utter bewilderment came overwhelming fury!
This ant had not only defiled its dignity, but was actually "feeding" on its body!
Roar!!!
The dragon's roar, brimming with endless fury and killing intent, was no longer a sonic attack. It became a mental bellow that struck directly at the soul.
As Li Zhengyang endured the agony of Dragon Blood burning through his body, he felt as though a nuclear bomb had been thrown into the sea of his consciousness.
His entire world exploded with a thunderous crash.
His consciousness was torn into countless fragments in an instant.
Had it been any other Martial King—even a peak Martial King—their soul would have been instantly annihilated by that mental roar, leaving behind nothing but a mindless walking corpse.
But Li Zhengyang was not like them.
Deep within his soul was the system.
At that moment, the cold System Interface seemed to become the final refuge of his consciousness.
``` [Detected that the host has suffered a fatal mental impact!]
[Detected a high concentration of foreign energy flooding into the host's body!]
[Indestructible