Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

WHOOSH!

The endless Cold Qi was completely swallowed by the dragon-headed Qi Vortex formed by the Light Patterns on Ling Fei's spinal bone; almost none of it invaded his body.

In fact, the endless Cold Qi within the Flood Dragon was being drawn out, and it contained a dense concentration of Flood Dragon Essence Qi.

The nearby Demon Python watched this, utterly shocked.

At the same time, its gaze toward Ling Fei was filled with reverence.

Under the Demon Python's watchful gaze, Ling Fei continued to advance.

Finally, he stopped ten meters away from the Flood Dragon.

The Dragon's Might there was too powerful, as if it repelled others and forbade anyone from approaching.

Then, Ling Fei sat cross-legged in the area ten meters from the Flood Dragon and began to frantically absorb the Essence Qi from its body.

This Flood Dragon was dead, but many Great Demons are so powerful that their bodies still contain Essence Qi after death. If this energy is absorbed and refined, it can help one increase their Cultivation. The Demon Python had absorbed this Flood Dragon's Essence Qi to grow to its current state, allowing it to reign as a king in the Beichuan Mountain Range.

WHOOSH!

The dense Essence Qi was continuously absorbed by the Dragon Bone.

Ling Fei could clearly feel the light of the Dao Patterns within the Dragon Bone growing increasingly radiant.

'If I can finish absorbing this Flood Dragon's Essence Qi, the Dragon Bone can completely recover from its previous damage,' Ling Fei rejoiced inwardly.

He even felt that he could increase the amount of Dragon Qi in the Dragon Bone, which would be of immense benefit to his future strength enhancements.

While his spinal bone absorbed the Flood Dragon's Qi, Ling Fei focused his Heart Spirit, releasing it to try and perceive the Mystical of Cold Qi emanating from the Flood Dragon.

If the Cold Dao Mystical within his Cold Chi True Qi could be enhanced, it would bring enormous benefits to his future combat power.

HISS!

Just as Ling Fei was preparing to comprehend the Cold Dao Mystical, the Demon Python beside him couldn't help but let out a hiss.

It stared at Ling Fei with a fervent expression, but there was more fear than anything else in its eyes.

The sudden sound made Ling Fei glance over involuntarily.

Then, he saw the Demon Python with a fawning look on its face, letting out another hiss.

"You want to come absorb the Flood Dragon's Qi too?" Ling Fei asked upon seeing this.

"Hiss!" The Demon Python's eyes showed its fervor as it quickly nodded its head.

Previously, it had been slowly absorbing the Flood Dragon's Qi that naturally emanated from the carcass.

That Dragon Qi was very thin.

But now, Ling Fei was using his Dragon Bone to draw out all the Essence Qi from within the Flood Dragon's body.

This Dragon Qi was the Flood Dragon's essential energy, far beyond comparable to what had been casually leaking out before!

"You were the one who discovered this ancient site in the first place, so it's only right that you absorb some of the Flood Dragon's Qi. However, you should absorb it from a hundred feet away," Ling Fei said.

"Hiss!" Hearing this, the Demon Python's eyes lit up with joy. Its body moved, slithering once more toward the Flood Dragon's location.

It was also quite obedient, stopping at a distance of a hundred feet from the Flood Dragon.

Moreover, it positioned itself on the opposite side from Ling Fei, putting the distance between them at over forty meters.

In truth, the Dragon's Might emanating from Ling Fei made its very soul tremble, so it didn't dare stay too close to him.

Of course, if it went all out, it could surely take down Ling Fei.

But the Demon Python was biased by its first impression, viewing Ling Fei as a powerful descendant of the Dragon Race. How could it dare to attack so easily?

If it attracted the attention of a powerful expert from the Dragon Race, how would it possibly cope?

And so, Ling Fei and the Demon Python began absorbing the Flood Dragon Essence Qi from their respective positions.

In reality, the Demon Python's absorption speed was far inferior to Ling Fei's.

After all, the Flood Dragon's Qi was incredibly wild and tyrannical. Ordinary Demon Beasts couldn't absorb it at all; if they took it into their bodies, they would only find themselves in great difficulty.

Therefore, the Demon Python could only absorb the Qi at a rate that matched its own strength.

But Ling Fei was different.

His Dragon Bone was insatiable, absorbing as much as was available. He could clearly feel the energy within the Dragon Bone steadily increasing.

Afterward, Ling Fei began to perceive the Cold Dao Mystical.

As he released his Heart Spirit, he immediately felt as if he were plunging into a Cold Dao World.

The biting cold was so intense it felt like it would freeze his very soul.

'Cold Qi can assail a person, seal their meridians, and invade their Heart Spirit. It can even evolve into an Illusion Realm... but creating an Illusion Realm requires a special method.'

Ling Fei was continuously comprehending the Cold Dao Mystical.

...

Meanwhile, outside the Cold Cave, people were continuously flying toward this area.

Red Simurghs flew through the Void, but from the depths of the mountain range, a constant stream of Celestial Spirit Realm Snow Eagles emerged to intercept these outsiders.

Without a Soul Secret Technique, they had no choice but to fight these Snow Eagles head-on.

Some of the Divine Guards even had to use the Emperor's Qi stored in their Waist Tokens.

Because of this, two hours had passed since they heard Ling Fei's dragon roar, yet none of them had managed to reach the area.

Meanwhile, the Dragon Bone in Ling Fei's body had nearly finished absorbing the Flood Dragon's Essence Qi.

After two hours of absorbing Dragon Qi, the claws on the Demon Python's four feet had grown noticeably longer and sharper, gaining a hint of a Dragon Claw's might.

There was even a slight protrusion growing on its forehead.

By the looks of it, it was about to start growing a Flood Dragon Horn.

If it grew a Flood Dragon horn, it could transform from a python into a Flood Dragon, which would undoubtedly be a massive leap forward.

At that time, it could be called a Great Demon.

It could be said that the Flood Dragon Essence Qi it absorbed in these two hours was worth ten years of its previous efforts.

After all, what it used to absorb was the Flood Dragon's Qi, not its Essence Qi.

Only Essence Qi was the purest form.

"Cold Qi, Ice Seal!" At this moment, Ling Fei's eyes flashed. With a flick of his finger, his Cold Chi True Qi surged out.

As the True Qi was released, an Ice Sealing Intent spread out from it.

He had now impressively reached the Late Stage Innate Perfection Realm, and his control over the Cold Dao Mystical within his Cold Chi True Qi was even stronger.

His Cold Chi True Qi now contained a trace of the Mystical of Ice Seal.

Wherever the intent reached, it sought to freeze all things.

Of course, this was just the Mystical, a foundation. To reach the point where he could truly do that, he would have to continuously improve his Cultivation.

As the Flood Dragon Essence Qi was absorbed, some wisps of it began to enter Yiyi's body within the Dragon Bone Space.

It seemed the Dragon Bone also knew that Yiyi needed Essence Qi to recover.

Seeing this, Ling Fei was also happy.

Only when both the Dragon Bone and Yiyi were restored could he better navigate this Martial Arts World.

...

High in the sky outside.

Eight Celestial Spirit Realm Divine Guards were besieged by Snow Eagles. Six of them had already fallen, and they had killed thirty-eight Snow Eagles.

But now, these men were on the verge of collapse.

Because a full hundred Snow Eagles were charging at them.

These Snow Eagles had been drawn by the sound, and among them were some at the Late Stage of the Celestial Spirit Realm.

If not for their Divine Guard Waist Tokens, they would have perished here long ago.

Just as these men were being besieged, a Red Simurgh flew in from behind.

The person leading the way was none other than Wang Tianba.

"Dean, those are our Tianyan Academy people. They most likely came here to search for Ling Fei's whereabouts as well." On the Red Simurgh beside Wang Tianba, a middle-aged man's eyes flashed as he spoke. "They arrived before us. They might know the exact location where that dragon roar came from."

"Our academy's people!" Wang Tianba's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice, "Let's go!"

Then, his Red Simurgh flapped its wings and flew forward.

"It's Dean Wang!" When the Red Simurgh flew closer, the besieged Celestial Spirit Realm Cultivators couldn't help but show joy in their eyes.

"Everyone, stand aside!" At this moment, Wang Tianba spoke from atop the Red Simurgh. His voice was low, but it carried a powerful aura.

In his hand, a silver Divine Guard Waist Token was already being activated.

Immediately, the men retreated to the side.

"Condensing the Emperor's Sword!" Wang Tianba's Divine Guard Waist Token glowed as its Light Patterns converged, forming an Emperor's Sword that slashed forward.