At this mont, Zhang Chen, hiding within the ice, looked at the man enveloped in a yellow glow, his eyes showing a hint of disbelief: "That glow? The Light of the True God? How could there be another Light of the True God in this world besides mine?"
"No, that isn’t the Light of the True God! If my color is bright yellow, a vibrant yellow, then the other’s is rely a pale yellow; there’s simply no comparison. It’s like the difference between a counterfeit and an original!" Zhang Chen scrutinized a few more tis and noticed sothing amiss.
Although the colors are similar, there is a significant difference. At least, his Light of the True God doesn’t have the ans to leave the body and fly, nor does it counteract the effect of the Jia Wood Celestial Thunder.
"But the glow on the other’s body must have so similarities with my Light of the True God! Yet what exactly is different, I can’t tell." Countless thoughts raced through Zhang Chen’s mind, and changes were occurring on the scene once again.
"Yellow Heaven Dao!"
Seeing the newcor, Xie Xuan not only did not look happy but instead had a gloomy expression.
"I was wondering who in the Northern Land could have the ans to slay a dragon. So it was Commander Xie." Elder Wu said with a smile.
Xie Xuan maintained a gloomy silence, while Zhang Shicheng, looking at Elder Wu, showed a hint of confusion in his eyes: "What power is flowing through you?"
"Hehe, well, let tell you, our Yellow Heaven Dao sect leader obtained a magical Talisman Decree from an Ancient Divine Tomb in the past cycle of sixty years, which can gather the Power of Incense from the people for his own use. This is the way of the Ancient Divine People. It’s normal if you’re unacquainted with it. As long as anyone of our Yellow Heaven Dao followers gets a recording grant, they can establish a Daoist Temple to collect incense, step into a mysterious realm, and gain mysterious power." The old Daoist said with a laugh.
However, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret because this thod does not confer immortality. If it did, it would be perfect.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen couldn’t help but feel a slight stir in his heart: "Incense faith? Is this the Power of Incense Faith?"
"Has a mysterious object appeared in this world that allows people to utilize the power of faith? Thinking about it, it isn’t sothing to be too shocked about. After all, with all sorts of abilities erging, it makes sense for a faith-manipulating object to appear."
Zhang Chen silently muttered, yet upon considering the terrifying nature of the power of faith, if it becos established, then there might indeed be a need to build a Divine Dao System.
"This Yellow Heaven Dao needs to be watched. I’ll have to be cautious when dealing with Yellow Heaven Dao in the future." Zhang Chen secretly warned himself.
"Whatever power of faith you have, it’s none of my concern. If you two leave imdiately, then so be it; otherwise, when this old man loses his temper, the both of you might just find yourselves losing your lives on the spot." Zhang Shicheng rudely cursed.
"I’ll block him; Daoist brother, how about you try to break his Feng Shui Grand Array?" Elder Wu ignored Zhang Shicheng and instead turned to Xie Xuan, asking.
Xie Xuan nodded upon hearing this: "Indeed! Our cooperation is perfect for breaking his Dragon Transformation Formation, forcing him to beco a Walking Flood Dragon."
"How dare you two!" Zhang Shicheng instantly beca furious, horror etched on his face.
Is it that he doesn’t want to transform into a dragon?
The problem is he wants to transform too?
But can he?
With the True Dragon Destiny absent, what kind of dragon could he transform into?
But could he tell these two across from him? Would they believe him if he did?
Believe in ghosts!
It’s impossible for them to believe it!
If they break the Feng Shui Grand Array, the vast water fortune will lose the support of the array, and he might indeed face significant trouble, and his days would beco difficult!
"Why wouldn’t we dare? We are just kindly offering the Old Ancestor a way to transform into a Walking Flood Dragon. Why wouldn’t he appreciate it?" Elder Wu said with a teasing smile.
"I’ll rember you two. It’s you two bastards who forced !" Standing before the crystal coffin, Zhang Shicheng’s eyes were filled with rage, but given the unfavorable situation, if he didn’t start transforming into a Walking Flood Dragon now, he wouldn’t even have a chance to beco a Pseudo Dragon, let alone a True Dragon!
So Zhang Shicheng ground his teeth in hatred, his spirit returning into the crystal coffin. In the next mont, a dragon’s roar echoed from within the crystal coffin, reverberating throughout the underground cavern.
"All of you, retreat quickly, and keep away from the Yellow River bank. This place gathers the underground water of the Northern Land and the water from the sky; a flood disaster will likely be inevitable!"
Xie Xuan quickly instructed his subordinates, whose bodies were just mortal and at the Core Embracing stage of the Martial Dao on earth, having yet to see God or touch the mysterious realm, staying here would just an certain death and being cannon fodder.
Upon hearing the directive, the guards rushed out without a word, leaving only Xie Xuan and Elder Wu of the Yellow Heaven Dao standing in the underground cavern.
"Huh, there’s still an ice-sealed corpse here? Could it be left from the Ancient Celestial Human Period?" At this ti, the old Daoist’s gaze swept over the cavern, his eyes landing on Zhang Chen sealed in ice with a hint of curiosity, intending to step towards Zhang Chen. Yet, the next mont, an unusually piercing dragon’s roar erupted from the crystal coffin, shaking the underground palace and causing the crystal coffin to tremble. Elder Wu’s steps halted under the impact of the dragon’s roar.
"It’s starting!"
Watching the crystal coffin, a tint of anticipation showed in Xie Xuan’s eyes.
Buzz~
Buzz~
Buzz~
The crystal coffin started to tremble continuously, and the lid, which tens of people couldn’t push open, began to move, gradually forming a gap.
At the sa ti, as Zhang Shicheng tried to transform into a Walking Flood Dragon, strange phenona appeared outside the Yellow River. The sky suddenly beca turbulent with winds rising, and a mass of black clouds rolled in from sowhere, heavy and dense, piling down from high above. Before long, it shrouded a radius of a hundred miles. The clouds were peculiar, shaped like mushrooms nestled together, as if nurturing small creatures within.
The black clouds pressed lower and lower, soon only two hundred ters above the ground, and within them seed to flicker dragon-shaped fignts, a Divine Dragon swimming within the black clouds.
Despite the thick black clouds, there was no wind or lightning in the heavens and earth.
The whole world was silent, seemingly plunged into dead silence.
The sky darkened, as if noon with the blazing sun had suddenly turned to dusk.
An indescribable oppression flowed in everyone’s heart,
"Steward, what is this?" Zhang Xiaohua looked at the strange phenonon in the sky, her eyes filled with astonishnt. For so reason, a sense of unease and foreboding crept into her heart.
"The Old Ancestor is beginning the dragon transformation!" the steward said in a low voice.
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