Chapter 43: Awakening of the Bloodline, Victory!

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yun had been in seclusion at the bottom of the Sky Burning Gas Refining Tower for a year, and at this moment, Su Qian was increasingly feeling that something was wrong!

Why hasn't Jiang Yun come out yet?

If it weren't for the Fallen Heart Flame lying there quietly, and the fact that Jiang Yun already had a Strange Flame, he would have suspected that Jiang Yun had refined the Fallen Heart Flame.

It's been a year, and there's no sign of any movement?

With his talent, breaking through to the Dou King shouldn't take this long, especially with the help of the Po Wang Pill refined by Elder Huo.

Could something have happened?

While Su Qian felt puzzled, on the other side, in Jiang Yun's dormitory, the long-silent purple cocoon of Zi Yan had finally shown some movement after a year.

In the room, the purple cocoon rapidly absorbing the energy of heaven and earth suddenly trembled.

The entire room shook violently!

Then, brilliant light exploded from the purple cocoon!

As the intense light grew stronger, tiny cracking sounds were heard, and the small cracks on the light cocoon instantly split open, radiating countless dazzling rays of purple light through the cracks.

With the shattering of the cocoon, a purple pillar of light suddenly shot up to the sky, eventually aiming for the ceiling.

"Buzz—"

As it rushed towards the ceiling, an energy barrier appeared, blocking the purple light pillar. This was the spatial seal left by Su Qian.

However, Su Qian underestimated the reaction of the ancient Void Dragon advancing to the sixth rank.

As the energy light pillar grew stronger, a crisp sound of a breaking energy shield suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to have a certain magical power that drew the attention of many in the inner courtyard, their gazes sharply focused on the dormitory area.

"Zi Yan!" Su Qian was the first to notice the movement, a hint of joy appearing on his face, but soon, his expression changed dramatically.

"Not good!"

Muttering under his breath, his figure quickly rushed towards Jiang Yun's dormitory.

"Crack—"

Unfortunately, Su Qian arrived a step too late. With a "bang," the barrier he had set broke instantly; immediately afterwards, everyone in the inner courtyard felt a sinking sensation in their hearts, as if a giant dragon was staring them down.

Instinctively, everyone tensed up, cold sweat unknowingly trailing down their backs.

"Roar—"

A majestic dragon's roar resounded through the sky, bringing with it a terrifying pressure.

Everyone in the inner courtyard turned pale!

"What kind of sound is that?"

"Did a high-level magical beast invade the inner courtyard?"

"This pressure??? I've never felt such a terrifying bloodline pressure before! What kind of magical beast is this?"

"Dragon race, a high-level dragon race!!!"

Everyone was whispering among themselves, and many elders wanted to investigate, but the thought of the recent pressure gave them pause.

"Everyone, leave this area immediately!"

Fortunately, Su Qian's voice came through, putting everyone's hearts at ease. With the First Elder here, there's nothing to fear!

As the area cleared, Su Qian's gaze turned to the purple pillar of light, feeling the bloodline pressure, and he swallowed, muttering, "What is this girl's true identity?"

From the recent roar, he could discern that Zi Yan's true form might be from the dragon race, but he still did not know which type, and most certainly did not suspect the supreme magical beast, the ancient Void Dragon.

The ancient Void Dragon had disappeared from public knowledge for nearly ten thousand years, with very few aware of its existence.

Deep underground!

An endless sea of molten lava!

A mysterious space filled with endless darkness and silence, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.

In the center of this space was a massive light cluster, with a towering stone gate at its core, radiating boundless light and ancient aura.

The stone gate stood quietly as if it had existed since time immemorial.

Engraved atop the gate were four ancient, not particularly dazzling characters: "Ancient Emperor's Cave Mansion." Although simple and unadorned, these characters exuded an unparalleled majesty and transcendent aura, ruling over the heavens.

In front of the stone gate was an equally vast and ancient square, stretching endlessly.

Hovering above the square was an indescribably massive, mysterious creature, seemingly extending infinitely towards the sky.

This creature, entirely purple-gold, was covered in sharp and sturdy scales, giving off the impression of a majestic steel fortress.

It lay quietly in the dark void, motionless.

Suddenly, it opened its massive, grim eyes, which were faintly red, with countless pupils layered within. At this moment, the icy and indifferent eyes revealed waves of wild joy.

"The scent of the child!!!"

"It's undeniably the child's scent!!!"

In the silent space, an earth-shattering roar abruptly echoed, and the massive body that had not moved for thousands of years suddenly surged, fiercely smashing into the space above.

However, the might of the Dou Emperor could not be challenged by a Dou Saint!

Faced with its desperate collision, a faint glow emerged, making the space as sturdy as a cage.

"Tuo She Ancient Emperor, you bastard—"

"Bastard!!!"

"Ah—"

Seeing the unyielding space, Zhukun turned abruptly, its massive dragon eyes staring maliciously at the ancient stone gate floating in space. An unwilling roar echoed endlessly in the space.

It was a scene of extreme desolation!!!

"Hmm?"

"The aura of the ancient dragon tribe?"

At the bottom of the tower, within Jiang Yun's sea of consciousness, the three different flames were no longer in initial contention. Fallen Heart Flame dominated seventy percent of the space, and the remaining space was evenly divided between the Holy Sky Demon Flame and Jiang Yun.

At this moment, the three sides were in a stalemate. Despite its overwhelming advantage, the Fallen Heart Flame couldn't fully refine Jiang Yun and the Holy Sky Demon Flame in a short time.

Suddenly, a puzzled voice emerged from the center of the Holy Sky Demon Flame, causing a ripple in the stalemate.

"Now is the time!" Instantly, Jiang Yun, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and let out a long roar.

His eyes were bloodshot, revealing deep fatigue. Even his sea of consciousness was on the verge of collapse. If it weren't for the Buddha Tree's clear air helping him, he didn't know if he could have made it this far, showing how much pain he had endured.

"Evil Spirit Eye, Slash of the Profound Devil Light!"

Suddenly, a massive rift appeared in his sea of consciousness, and a huge purple eyeball emerged, its purple light crazily condensed.

The next moment, the purple strange eye trembled fiercely, and a purple profound light shot out, suddenly disappearing without a trace.

When it reappeared, it was already cutting towards the essences of the Fallen Heart Flame and the Holy Sky Demon Flame!

"Roar—" Fallen Heart Flame immediately let out a sorrowful howl. Normally able to burn souls, it felt soul-deep pain for the first time.

With its 'weak' intelligence, it couldn't withstand Jiang Yun's near-fan境 peak soul attack.

In the boundless sea of milky-white flames, a purple glow emerged, becoming increasingly brighter over time.

At this moment, within the void full of flames, angry roars and explosive sounds echoed.

Amid the explosion, Jiang Yun sat cross-legged on a lotus seat formed by purple flames, his body slightly illusory. Despite the invisible flame pythons' attacks, he remained unmoved.

At this time, examining the pure purple barrier, a feeling of clarity floated in his heart. He had never felt so relaxed before.

He looked at the swaying Holy Sky Demon Flame in the corner, which seemed about to extinguish, and hoarsely said, "Holy Sky Demon Emperor, it seems I have won this round!"

After a long silence, the black-and-white flames flickered, and a figure slowly emerged—it was the Holy Sky Demon Emperor. His expression was calm, with no anger from being defeated by an ant, instead looking at Jiang Yun with admiration.

"I didn't misjudge; you are indeed special. Ordinary people would have their souls obliterated under the burn of the Holy Sky Demon Flame, yet you endured the burning of two great flames. This is extraordinary."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun fell silent. Recalling his experience, his heart raced even now. He asked himself, if he were to go through it again, could he still endure?

Slowly shaking his head, even he couldn't guarantee another lucky victory.

His success this time involved many coincidences. Fallen Heart Flame was extremely hostile to the Holy Sky Demon Flame, focusing most of its strength on its adversary.

While he had anticipated this, the power they expended exceeded his expectations.

It seemed the original owner of the indestructible flame body had some 'ill fate' with the Holy Sky Demon Emperor!

Nevertheless, this greatly reduced his burden!

And then there was that dragon roar?

Was it Zhukun? Why would he react out of the blue?

All these coincidences contributed to Jiang Yun's success!

"Heh." The Holy Sky Demon Emperor, having lived for countless years, instantly understood Jiang Yun's thoughts and laughed.

"Sometimes, luck is also part of one's strength. Or rather, those who stand at the pinnacle are, without exception, the chosen ones of their eras' fortunes?"

"Don't dwell on it; at least you have the potential to reach the pinnacle. This proves my eye for talent wasn't wrong!"

"Jiang Yun, you have nearly two hundred years left. I look forward to you standing before me. I believe my main body thinks the same!"

For the first time, the Holy Sky Demon Emperor etched Jiang Yun's name in his memory. Unfortunately, he was merely an embodiment of the will within a cluster of separate flames, incapable of contacting the main body.

"I will definitely achieve it!" Jiang Yun's determined gaze met the Holy Sky Demon Emperor's. To achieve his goal, confronting this supreme entity was inevitable. Now, having won once, he believed he would win again!

The Holy Sky Demon Emperor smiled. For the first time in countless years, he felt interested in something. Regrettably, this will couldn't last long; this fleeting change in mood would be his only sensation.

He looked deeply at Jiang Yun, seemingly engraving this 'ant' in his mind. Then, under Jiang Yun's gaze, he gradually faded away, eventually disappearing.

What remained was a cluster of black and white flames. Now, it gave Jiang Yun a peculiar feeling, as though only now it truly belonged to him, not merely authorized by the Holy Sky Demon Emperor for use.

"Come!"

With a hand gesture, the Holy Sky Demon Flame trembled, slowly landing in Jiang Yun's palm.

Stowing away the Holy Sky Demon Flame, Jiang Yun turned his gaze to the Fallen Heart Flame outside.

After prolonged consumption, the Fallen Heart Flame reached its weakest state ever. Though still fierce, Jiang Yun saw through its waning vitality.

"Now, it's time to reap the rewards!"

Sitting cross-legged on the fiery lotus, Jiang Yun looked at the weakened Fallen Heart Flame and smiled slightly, eyes filled with black and white flames, gradually standing up, an overwhelming aura burst forth like a storm!

"Roar——"

Seeing Jiang Yun rise, the Fallen Heart Flame's serpent eyes flashed with panic. Intense crisis surged in its heart.

"Enjoyed the fight earlier? Now it's my turn!"

Seeing the anxious Fallen Heart Flame, Jiang Yun chuckled, waving his sleeve. A black-and-white pillar of fire shot out, manifesting as a giant dragon—Zi Yan's true form, the ancient Void Dragon.

It lunged at the flame serpent formed by the Fallen Heart Flame!

"Roar——"

Facing the attacking dragon, the Fallen Heart Flame roared angrily, sending countless magma pillars towards the dragon, but their power was far less than before.

Against the Fallen Heart Flame's attack, the dragon merely opened its mouth, forming a deep black vortex, releasing a terrifying suction power.

Silently!

The Fallen Heart Flame's attack was swallowed entirely by the dragon, not causing even a ripple!

"Don't resist; you're too agitated now. Let me help you return to innocence, and enjoy childhood joy!" Jiang Yun was in great spirits, smiling mischievously at the Fallen Heart Flame.

With these words, the black-and-white dragon's mouth radiated terrifying suction.

At this moment, terror completely engulfed the serpent eyes of the Fallen Heart Flame. Its massive body retreated constantly.

"You've lost!"

Seeing the retreating, fear-stricken Fallen Heart Flame, Jiang Yun smiled, his eyes turning completely black, an overwhelming suction power surging out.

In the sky, the dragon swiftly caught up with the Fallen Heart Flame within a few whirs, grasping it, and amidst its roaring and struggling, slowly swallowed it.

Having done all this, Jiang Yun surveyed his purple sea of consciousness, feeling a sense of security.

"Elder Su must be anxious by now, I wonder if Zi Yan has exited her seclusion!"

With a light laugh, Jiang Yun's figure slowly disappeared from this space.

The external world!

As Jiang Yun exited his sea of consciousness, sitting cross-legged, he opened his eyes under Qing Ming's watchful gaze.