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**Chapter 2457: Suicidal Refinement**

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Moyu ascended the altar, step by step, approaching the fish bone. The fierce wind howled around him but did not harm him in the slightest.

"Is this the Dao Wind?" he thought. "It's really strong!"

Lin Moyu could feel the terrifying power contained within the wind. This power came from the Great Dao, invoked by a Dao Sovereign. Vaguely, within the fierce wind in the air, it seemed as if a Great Dao was emerging. These Dao Winds were unstoppable for high-level Celestial Sovereigns. Lin Moyu knew very well why he could ignore the Dao Wind's attacks. He also knew that the Dao Sovereign who created this altar had already fallen.

Previously, when he dripped his essence blood into the altar, it contained his soul. In fact, this was a process of refinement. Among the methods of refining magical treasures, there is one called blood recognition. This method has many limitations; the stronger the treasure, the more essence blood is required. Unintentionally, Lin Moyu treated the altar as a magical treasure and used his essence blood to complete the initial refinement. Although he still couldn't control the altar, he could avoid its attacks.

Thus, Lin Moyu stepped onto the altar unharmed, directly facing the fish bone. The fish bone, shaped like a sword, looked extremely sharp. The wind collided with it, producing a knocking sound. Just as Lin Moyu was about to approach the fish bone, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky, accompanied by a dragon's roar echoing in the soul world.

The dragons had launched an attack on him. Lin Moyu was not surprised. Although the dragons and the insect race were fighting fiercely, they were always watching the altar. Previously, no one could ascend the altar, so they were not in a hurry. But now, seeing Lin Moyu on the altar, about to obtain the fish bone, they naturally took action. The dragons had countless secret techniques, capable of attacking him even without stepping onto the altar. Lin Moyu knew he couldn't defeat those Celestial Sovereign-level dragons, but he wasn't afraid of their long-range attacks.

The lightning strike was weakened layer by layer by the Dao Wind, and by the time it reached Lin Moyu, its power was greatly reduced, equivalent to a low-level Celestial Sovereign's attack. Lin Moyu calmly accepted it, with all the damage shared by the undead army, leaving him unharmed. The dragon was stunned and roared in frustration. One high-level Celestial Sovereign dragon took out a magical treasure resembling cotton, enveloped in lightning, crackling continuously. In the next second, the treasure flew above Lin Moyu's head, resisting the Dao Wind, transforming into a thundercloud with a dragon faintly visible within.

The thundercloud appeared in the Dao Wind but was not blown away, demonstrating immense power. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this treasure was also a Dao Sovereign-level artifact, capable of withstanding the Dao Wind. "He's finished! The dragons' wealth is no less than the Lu Feng Chamber of Commerce. It's not surprising they have a Dao Sovereign-level artifact."

"With a Dao Sovereign-level artifact, even if he can ignore the altar, he can't escape the dragons' attack."

"This ignorant kid is dead for sure!"

All the Celestial Sovereigns watched Lin Moyu as if enjoying a joke. At this moment, except for Lu Fengyao, no one wanted Lin Moyu to survive. Lu Fengyao also became extremely nervous. Just a moment ago, she was thinking about how to increase her stakes to win over Lin Moyu, and the next moment, he was about to die. But now she had no solution. Although she had many magical treasures, none seemed capable of saving Lin Moyu.

Thunder roared, and bolts of lightning fell like raindrops, striking Lin Moyu. The lightning was too fast, locking onto Lin Moyu tightly, making it unavoidable. Lin Moyu tried to enter another dimension, but facing a Dao Sovereign-level artifact's attack, his power of space-time was too weak. The Dao Wind could weaken the lightning attacks, each attack equivalent to a low-level Celestial Sovereign's, but with so many, he couldn't withstand them all.

Lin Moyu's heart stirred, and the Ten-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal emitted a loud dragon roar, echoing through the soul world and the heavens. Simultaneously, a unique dragon aura rose from Lin Moyu's body. In an instant, the scene became deathly silent, and everyone felt even the wind had quieted. A Celestial Sovereign couldn't believe it, "How does he have a dragon's aura?"

"A pure dragon aura, no different from a divine dragon."

"A human with such pure dragon aura, does he have a Dragon Soul Crystal?"

"Having a Dragon Soul Crystal means being recognized by the dragons. Without active aggression, no dragon can attack the Dragon Soul Crystal holder."

Indeed, as soon as Lin Moyu revealed the Dragon Soul Crystal's aura, the thundercloud above his head vanished instantly. The dragon's voice echoed, "You have a Dragon Soul Crystal; you are recognized by our dragon race."

The implication was clear: they would not attack him anymore. Lin Moyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to fight the dragons, and even if he did, now was not the time. Using the Dragon Soul Crystal to avoid this conflict was a win-win situation.

"Thank you, senior!" Lin Moyu responded loudly. Lu Fengyao was overjoyed, "He even has a Dragon Soul Crystal. Being recognized by the dragons, I need to increase my stakes further!"

The dragon manipulated the thundercloud artifact, directing it towards the insect race. Bolts of lightning fell, and without the Dao Wind's interference outside the altar, the lightning's power was immense. The insect race also used their trump cards, spewing out numerous strange insects towards the thundercloud. These insects had strong defenses, withstanding the lightning and charging into the thundercloud, then exploding. The thundercloud trembled and weakened significantly. The two races, having fought for countless years, knew each other's methods well and had countermeasures, resulting in a stalemate.

Accompanied by the howling Dao Wind, Lin Moyu reached the fish bone and grasped it. He tried to pull it out but couldn't; the fish bone was integrated with the entire altar, immovable. Not even high-level Celestial Sovereigns could pull it out. Lin Moyu pondered, recalling the scenes he had seen before. He knew the entire process of the altar's formation and every pattern on it. After a moment, he had an answer.

To obtain the fish bone, one must control the entire altar. To control the altar, one must refine it. The altar was designed as a magical treasure that could be refined. But with his current strength, fully refining it was extremely difficult.

"There's only one way to try!"

"What is the purpose of this altar? Why did that Dao Sovereign create it?"

"Unfortunately, that Dao Sovereign is dead, and I can only find the answer myself!" Lin Moyu's hand slid across the fish bone, creating a cut. He grasped the fish bone, and his essence blood flowed out like it was free, pouring into the entire altar through the fish bone.

In a short time, losing a large amount of essence blood, Lin Moyu's aura weakened rapidly, and his soul became lethargic. Essence blood contained his power, laws, soul, and more. Most importantly, it contained his soul. Each drop of essence blood was like splitting a small part of his soul. Losing too much would cause his soul to collapse.

"What's this kid doing? Is he committing suicide?"

"How could he be committing suicide? Could there be a problem with the fish bone?"

"It's possible. What if the fish bone is draining his life?"

The Celestial Sovereigns watched Lin Moyu's abnormal state and considered another possibility. Lin Moyu's condition was too dire, looking like a dead man. Lu Fengyao became worried again. She had just been happy for Lin Moyu, and now this happened. She gritted her teeth, "What are you doing!"