When One Wave Had Barely Settled, Another Rose

Yu Mu'en and Zhang Lexuan rushed to where the three Soul Saints had fallen. He hurriedly tapped their foreheads with his fingers.

Gentle Light Soul Power spread from their Seas of Spirit throughout their bodies, sustaining their crumbling origins and wills.

"Good thing we made it in time. The three of them only suffered damage to their origins. Their lives aren't in danger."

Yu Mu'en let out a sigh of relief. They had arrived in time, and that Evil Soul Master Soul Douluo had not had the chance to use any sinister methods. The three Soul Saints could still cling to life.

Damage to one's origin was no minor injury in the outside world. It was a devastating blow capable of ruining a Soul Master's future, far more serious than a shattered Martial Soul.

But here, surviving an Evil Soul Master Soul Douluo was already the greatest miracle.

"Uncle, we need to leave this place quickly."

"Something is wrong here."

Lin En supported Old Wolf, his voice grave.

Every hair on his body stood on end, and unease churned within him. This was not a mere physical reaction; his Dragon Clan Bloodline was warning him that this place was dangerous.

It was similar to Spider-Man's spider-sense. Seeking fortune and avoiding disaster was an instinct born of evolution. As a spiritual miracle of evolutionary history, higher Dragon Clan members had taken this ability to the extreme.

"Go!"

Yu Mu'en knew this was no place to linger either. The two Evil Soul Master Titled Douluo had yet to appear. Who knew whether they were lurking somewhere? He had suffered greatly from such tactics back then.

With Yu Mu'en's help, the three Soul Saints regained their ability to move. Gritting their teeth, they burned another portion of their origins in exchange for strength, no longer allowing their bodies to remain empty and weak.

In any case, they no longer had any hope of growing stronger. As long as they did not burn everything, it did not matter how much origin they burned.

The seven of them supported one another as they headed toward the source of light Lin En had created earlier.

The dark, damp floor had long since disappeared after the battle. Dirt and rocks kept falling, and the base could collapse at any moment.

The adults deliberately kept Lin En and Zhang Lexuan in the middle. Even if the dungeon collapsed, the two of them would not be hurt.

The light drew closer and closer, like a thin veil of white gauze. The breeze from outside made that white veil sway. How different that light was!

In the dungeon, Lin En had only ever seen flickering dim-yellow lights, carrying the oppressive feeling of having fallen into The Backrooms. Only occasionally had he seen silvery-white light in the laboratory.

The moment he stepped through that soft white veil, Lin En felt every pore on his body open. His somewhat depleted spiritual power began to stir of its own accord.

His lava-bright Golden Eyes gleamed beneath the sunlight. His pupils first contracted sharply from the stimulation, then quickly adapted to the long-lost natural brightness.

In the distance, lush mountain ranges stood between heaven and earth, like an ancient giant sleeping soundly. Birds and white clouds drifted beneath the blue canopy of the sky.

The sight was not particularly beautiful, but it represented true freedom.

Sunlight—the scattered energy of stellar fusion, the source of life that countless creatures took for granted. Only after truly losing that light could one understand how precious it was to bask beneath the sun.

Lin En wanted to spread his arms and shout, "Some birds were never meant to be caged!"

Old Wolf looked at the sun beside him, a faint smile appearing on his lips. His body gradually went limp, but Lin En held him up and did not let him fall.

Yu Mu'en briefly savored the feeling, every pore greedily absorbing the ambient energy of heaven and earth. Without another word, a pair of golden dragon wings spread from his back, and his originally lean body transformed in an instant into a massive pure-white dragon.

Dragon might radiated from that enormous body, displaying the majesty of the Light Holy Dragon in full.

Just like Mu En, Uncle Yu had possessed a stable origin. The moment his Martial Soul awakened, it had been the Light Holy Dragon. His bloodline was extremely pure, requiring no bloodline awakening, while still retaining the lightning of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

The giant dragon carried everyone upon its back. Looking at the dragon beneath him, Lin En felt his Dragon Clan Bloodline grow restless, and an emotion called gluttony unexpectedly rose within him.

For some reason, he desperately wanted to take a bite out of Uncle Yu in his dragon form.

What Mad Dragon Diary? Do I have the potential to become Hannibal too?

Lin En could not help mocking himself inwardly. Using his Nervous System Martial Soul, he severed that part of his desire. The Nervous System Martial Soul was simply too versatile; human hesitation and sentimentality came from the combined effects of neurons and hormones.

And Lin En could sever such unnecessary emotions at any time.

Just like the Super Beasts in Ace Ultraman, once he entered a combat state, he would feel no pity whatsoever. He would not even feel the slightest pain.

Yu Mu'en did not notice anything unusual about Lin En, because Lin En was too weak. Although he was a Next-Generation Species, a weakened Next-Generation Species without a dragon body could potentially be killed by modern humans using firearms.

Lin En had also consulted Little Sage, asking whether he could hatch a dragon body. The answer was yes; it was a right that a Next-Generation Species should possess.

It would still require considerable energy and time. If he were interrupted or stopped midway, the cost would be severe.

A Next-Generation Species with a complete dragon body had almost never appeared in the Dragon Clan world, but one thing was certain: it would be on an entirely different level from a human body.

That Kassel Academy probably did not even possess a genuine record of subjugating a dragon that had hatched a complete dragon body.

The pure-white dragon stretched its wings and shot into the clouds like a white blade. Its enormous wings and dragon body resembled a perfect holy cross. Sunlight fell upon its scales, faintly cloaking it in a layer of golden radiance.

On Douluo Continent, the Dragon Clan was likewise the most perfect species in this planet's evolutionary history. True Dragons possessed an enormous bloodline advantage over other soul beasts. Only Pure-Blood Phoenixes were qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as True Dragons.

Unfortunately, Uncle Yu had once said that fewer than five True Dragons remained on the continent today. The strongest True Dragon was the legendary Di Tian, the Beast King.

Riding on a giant dragon through the skies felt incredibly exhilarating, completely different from flying in an airplane. It was the conquering sensation of commanding the heavens.

Anticipation rose within Lin En. He was very curious about what his own dragon body would look like. According to the bloodline lineage, his dragon scales should be bronze in color.

"Uncle, where are we going?"

Yu Mu'en replied, "To Shrek Academy. Once we get there, I'll protect you."

"Old Wolf's injuries are severe. His origin has already been exhausted. There are only two people in this world who can save him!

"One is Wang Xian'er, the Medical Immortal Douluo and deputy hall master of the Star Luo Empire Royal Consecration Hall, the strongest healing-type Titled Douluo on the continent.

"But the Star Luo Empire is too far away. I just sensed our location. We are currently in Diao Province of the Heaven Dou Empire, near the Hongyu–Guling boundary line at the border between Heaven Dou and Dou Ling."

"I'll take you to Shrek Academy instead. It's closer. Elder Zhuang of the Sea God Pavilion is a healing-type Titled Douluo no weaker than Wang Xian'er, and he can save him as well."

Lin En nodded. He did not particularly care where they went. Wherever he could get by was fine, as long as they did not lock him in a dungeon again.

The pure-white dragon flew at incredible speed, already comparable to the large passenger jets from Lin En's previous world. Even ordinary agility-attack Soul Masters could not possibly outrun Uncle Yu.

The earth below blurred into a single line beneath their extreme speed, while all kinds of scenery flashed past like frames of film in a cinema.

Escaping the cage should have been cause for celebration, yet the unease within Lin En only grew heavier. The Golden Eyes in his pupils began to flicker, and every hair on his body stood on end.

Little Sage raised the danger warning to its highest level. Its voice became urgent as it warned, "Master! The Dragon Clan Bloodline is at its highest state of alert. The Dragon Clan Memory Bank indicates that the Dragon Clan subconscious will is preparing for a life-and-death battle."

"Vector Manipulation Domain calculation complete."

Lin En trusted Little Sage's judgment and his Dragon Clan Bloodline. Just as he was about to warn Yu Mu'en, a blood-red spear tore through space from the ground below, leaving behind a scarlet trail without making the slightest sound.

That streak of light was aimed directly at the giant dragon's heart.

"Good. Vector Manipulation Domain, activate!"