Death of the Azure Dragon

After Blood Sun refined its essence soul, the newly born giant shadow no longer possessed intelligence, nor would it violate the rules for its own selfish desires.

This was equivalent to lowering the difficulty for the four who would attempt the trials afterward.

At the previous level of intensity, even Long Yuan might not have been able to endure it, let alone the remaining three.

But now, even Bu Yanqiu and the other two had hope of passing this second trial, preserving the possibility of obtaining the Breath of the Ancient Dragon.

Once the sense of danger around him faded, Yang Yuanhong also reined in his wild nature, clarity returning to his eyes.

"Thank you, Venerable God, for your protection. Yuan Hong offers his gratitude."

After uncovering those fragments of memory from before, he took out Blood Sun's statue and bowed in thanks.

"It was a small matter. I protect you at my lord's command; there is no need for this."

Blood Sun Venerable God sent him a Thought Transmission. "This trial could not have troubled you in the first place. It was merely that monster causing mischief and ruining the rules; otherwise, I would not have needed to intervene."

Having passed the second trial without any real danger, Yang Yuanhong was now only one step away from the Breath of the Ancient Dragon that could advance his dragon body.

The final trial of the Three Trials of Dragon Nightmare was called Dragon Breath Cleansing Spirit.

After Yang Yuanhong escaped the heart-burning illusion realm, he arrived at the true burial ground of this Dragon Tomb.

Enormous ancient dragon carcasses lay scattered across the scorched black earth. There were no graves here; these ancient overlord creatures had been casually dumped here like rubbish.

Yang Yuanhong walked past those shattered bones. Though