Ye Chen was far too powerful. Even after the Demon Flood Dragon had revived that hint of True Dragon Bloodline within its body, it was completely no match for him, thoroughly suppressed.
A golden Divine Mountain spanned across the land, utterly pinning down the entire colossal demon body of the Demon Flood Dragon to the ground, rendering it immovable.
Ye Chen stood high above, atop the summit of the Golden Mountain. His tall and slender figure was striking and imperious, his black hair fluttering in the wind, cold and frosty.
With a fierce stomp of his foot, an imnse force roared thunderously from above to below. The entire land seed on the verge of collapsing, and the Demon Flood Dragon wailed in agony. Countless Jiao Scales shattered upon its body, spewing blood like a fountain, a pitiful sight indeed.
After the True Dragon Bloodline was shattered, the Demon Flood Dragon was even less likely to be Ye Chen’s opponent. Now completely suppressed, it had no strength to fight back.
"Let ask you once more, choose submission or death?"
Ye Chen’s icy voice descended, like a Supre Divine Spirit passing judgnt on the Demon Flood Dragon.
Submit or die, choose one!
The Demon Flood Dragon let out a long howl; at this mont, its choice was to resist. Its body flowed with True Dragon Blood, representing the potential to continually evolve along this path. Perhaps one day, it could beco a Supre True Dragon, soaring through the heavens, commanding the nine skies. The dignity of the True Dragon Bloodline could not tolerate disgrace; it could accept death but not submission.
"You still want to resist at this ti? While respectable, why not choose submission?" With another stomp of his foot, Ye Chen caused a large number of the Demon Flood Dragon’s Jiao Scales to shatter, even the Divine Bones to crack, bleeding profusely.
He understood the pride of the Dragon Clan, but he did not want to give up. Although this Demon Flood Dragon only possessed a thread of True Dragon Blood, it was pure, unmarred, and held vast potential for growth.
Perhaps with his complete return, this Demon Flood Dragon could not follow him at all tis, but it would be more than enough to guard the Ye Family in Tiandu Continent’s Luofeng City.
Therefore, he valued it and intended to make it his own.
"Boy, either kill or I will never submit to you," the Demon Flood Dragon bellowed, as the True Dragon Blood within it revived once again. It had no choice but to resist at the expense of its limited True Dragon Blood.
But there Ye Chen sat on the Golden Mountain, immovable as if he weighed billions of pounds, rendering all the Demon Flood Dragon’s struggles utterly futile.
It wasn’t that the Demon Flood Dragon wasn’t strong enough; on the contrary, as a Demon Beast of this level, it was far stronger than ordinary Martial Gods, not to ntion one with True Dragon Bloodline. It was staggeringly powerful; it was just that Ye Chen was even more formidable.
Five months of seclusion had not only been about achieving Great Success with the Human Origin Body Technique; otherwise, it would not have taken as long as five months.
At this mont, Ye Chen suddenly transmitted a thought: "Do you wish to evolve toward a True Dragon?"
The Demon Flood Dragon was startled, then its eyes burned with intensity. The True Dragon was the ultimate dream for all Demon Races with remnants of Dragon Clan Bloodline, and even other Demon Races aspired to evolve along this path to reach that eternal end goal.
Yet, it was incredibly difficult, almost impossible – even though it had True Dragon Blood flowing in its veins, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. The process required a continuous transformation and evolution of Dragon Blood.
Countless Dragon Blood Demon Races in the world sought to break through along this path, but successful ones were few and far between; most were instead destroyed by calamities.
Ye Chen’s ntal voice continued: "Follow , and I can guide you through constant transformations. At the very least, I could show you a path or grasp the thod to generate Dragon Blood. How about it?"
The Demon Flood Dragon scoffed: "Boy, who do you think you are? What makes you think you know such Secret Techniques to deceive ? Your Dao is not yet——"
However, before it could finish speaking, suddenly a suprely imposing figure appeared in its mind, bathed in endless golden radiance, a veritable Supre Venerable being, far superior to any Divine Spirit in this world, which filled it with trembling fear.
Facing this figure, the Demon Flood Dragon felt as insignificant as an ant, unable to stir the slightest disturbance.
Upon closer inspection, the figure had a handso and stern face with a faint Moon Seal between its eyebrows, adding an air of mystery and charm. This figure was clearly identical to the young man suppressing it, just appearing more mature.
"This... This is..." The Demon Flood Dragon was profoundly shaken.
Then, the Supre figure spoke, its voice thundering like rumbling lightning: "Submit to , and you shall be granted the qualification to undergo Dragon Transformation."
With a flip of his hand, a small golden snake coiled within, encompassing various traits — antlers, a bull’s head, a donkey’s mouth, shrimp eyes, elephant ears, fish scales, a human beard, a snake’s belly, and phoenix feet — none other than a True Dragon whose Dragon Power enveloped the heavens. It was far more terrifying than the Dragon Power of the Demon Flood Dragon, prompting it to shiver uncontrollably, daring not to speak rashly anymore.
If it previously doubted Ye Chen was lying, this instant made the Demon Flood Dragon utterly convinced, as this Dragon Power was incredibly rich and pure, by no ans comparable to the re hint of Dragon Blood within it.
Thus, it believed Ye Chen truly possessed such qualifications and chose to submit.
The Supre figure nodded slightly and then vanished into thin air, with the overwhelming pressure that had enveloped the heavens and the earth dissipating along with him.
Atop the golden mountain, Ye Chen exhaled softly, his face showing a hint of weariness. Projecting one’s Primordial Spirit into another’s Sea of Consciousness was sowhat taxing, not to ntion the actions he had undertaken, which carried a fatigue unimaginable to ordinary people.
Luckily, in his previous life, he had encountered a True Dragon, which enabled him to imitate Dragon Power and thus successfully deceive the Demon Flood Dragon.
In this world, there were True Dragons, but also several mutant species of True Dragons—beings with dragon-like forms and pure Dragon Blood within, yet not of the widely recognized dragon appearance.
The Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor and the Dragon Sturgeon were mutant species of True Dragons, which Ye Chen had encountered, and he had even co into contact with the juvenile form of a Flawless True Dragon. Therefore, he was equally familiar with Dragon Power, which he now managed to imitate and used to deceive the Demon Flood Dragon.
With a booming sound, the golden mountain crumbled into pieces, turning into a sky full of golden radiance that then rged into Ye Chen’s body.
After that, Ye Chen sent out several brilliant streaks of golden light into the body of the Demon Flood Dragon, infused with a mysterious power that rapidly healed its wounds, but also drained a significant amount of Ye Chen’s Primordial Energy.
Ye Chen then sat cross-legged, circulating the Human Origin Body Technique, and a mysterious black hole erged atop his head, ingesting the spiritual energy of nature from dozens of miles around, transforming it into streams that entered his body.
He sat ditating for a full two hours.
During this period, the Twelfth Pass Master paid close attention from a distance without disturbing Ye Chen, and with the Demon Flood Dragon circling overhead in a defensive stance, no one dared to act rashly.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
Sounds of tearing through the air arrived, and in this ti, the Ninth, Tenth, Eleventh, and Thirteenth Pass Masters—the Four Great Pass Masters—revealed themselves, descending upon this region, with many Trialists watching from a distance, not daring to approach.
The sight of the Demon Flood Dragon caused even the Gate Masters to marvel; such a being, with True Dragon Bloodline flowing in its veins, was indeed a rare occurrence on the Trial Road.
Such an exceptional Exotic Beast was a rarity. Reaching the Heavenly Divine Realm was inevitable, and even ascending to the Divine Spirit Realm was within the realm of possibility. Should it submit to Tiandu Academy, it would definitely beco a renowned Guardian Beast, safeguarding the security of the Academy.
"Esteed elders, since the Demon Flood Dragon is here, why don’t we join forces to subdue it and enlist it for the service of Tiandu Academy?"
The Thirteenth Pass Master spoke up; he was a middle-aged man with a certain mature charm. Although his Dao was not exceedingly profound, his Cultivation at the Martial God Realm and his status as a Gate Master signified his strength. Encountering such an Ancient Strange Beast flowing with True Dragon Blood, his eyes blazed with enthusiasm as he made this proposal.
"Indeed, the Demon Flood Dragon is an Ancient Strange Beast with True Dragon Blood. By following this path, it can continue to grow imnsely. We must not underestimate its potential. If it can be subdued for the service of Tiandu Academy, it will surely beco a great Guardian Beast. Who would then dare move against Tiandu Academy?" Another Gate Master also spoke up.
The other Gate Masters also took turns to speak, expressing their agreent with this decision, as they too wished to enlist such an Exotic Beast for the Academy. Moreover, they were confident that the higher echelons of the Academy would agree and even reward them handsoly for their initiative.
However, the Twelfth Pass Master shook his head subtly and said, "I’d advise against it because this Demon Flood Dragon has already been subdued by soone; it has a new master."
"Who?" The Gate Masters were astonished, but even more surprised; such a creature as the Demon Flood Dragon was bound to be willful and difficult to ta. They had only planned to suppress it together, then hand it over to the Supre Elders of the Heavenly Divine Realm to subdue.
The Twelfth Pass Master’s gaze shifted to the space underneath the circling Demon Flood Dragon and said, "That young man."
The eyes of all the Gate Masters turned to look, and they were equally astonished, for it was indeed an overly young man.
Nevertheless, as the young man sat in ditation, his body overflowed with surging golden light, shimring golden radiance, and the deafening sound of Blood Qi flowing within. This incomprehensible sight left even the Gate Masters profoundly shocked.
For such Blood Qi was extraordinarily powerful and forceful, causing their own expressions to reveal their amazent.
"Could he be the Young Martial God?"
The Gate Masters showed looks of wonder. Such a young Martial God was unprecedented in this world.
"A Martial God so young could even be considered a young sovereign," one of the Gate Masters exclaid in admiration.
Yet, the Thirteenth Pass Master shook his head with a cold, contemptuous smile, "Indeed, he is a remarkable youth, young to have reached the Martial God status, and might even compare to young kings in ti. But for now, he falls short. Moreover, this Demon Flood Dragon is one that we discovered on the Trial Road, and should rightfully belong to Tiandu Academy. Young man, I would ask that you hand it over."
The other Gate Masters couldn’t help but frown, for this presented a difficult situation. But given that the matter of the Demon Flood Dragon was of great importance, the higher-ups of the Academy surely would intervene.
"Sorry, but the Demon Flood Dragon is mine, and it is not for anyone else to give."
At this mont, Ye Chen opened his eyes slightly, looking at the Thirteenth Pass Master, and flatly declined.
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