"How can this be? Although Zhang Shicheng’s body is three ters tall, at my current blood-sucking speed, he should have been drained dry. How is it that the blood in Zhang Shicheng’s body is still surging, without any signs of being drained?" Zhang Chen looked at Zhang Shicheng’s body in front of him, a look of perplexity in his eyes.
However, to him, the increase of Dragon Blood in Zhang Shicheng’s body was a good thing, as this ant that his Blood Control Technique would gain even greater advantages.
He wasn’t afraid of the opponent having too much blood, only that they would have too little.
Just as this doubt was flickering in his mind, Zhang Shicheng’s body suddenly twisted, surprisingly enlarging, and turned into a Great Snake over thirty ters long.
The Great Snake was as thick as a water tank, with a human head, yet its body was that of a dragon.
"So that’s it. The three-ter tall body before was just an illusion, and this is its true form!" Zhang Chen gazed in excitent at the thirty-ter-long ’Great Snake’ with dragon claws and a dragon tail. With so much blood, to what extent could his blood-sucking skill evolve?
The only regret was that no skills or experience points were gained from the opponent, which left a slight trace of regret in Zhang Chen’s heart.
"There must be so rule as to why no skills or points were dropped. The common ground between and Zhang Shicheng is that one possesses a True Dragon Destiny, and the other has True Dragon Fate. Could there be common ground, preventing the drop of skills?" Zhang Chen pondered silently in his mind.
"Boy, stop imdiately! Don’t continue the blood-sucking, if you have any ideas, we can talk it over. Why must we mutually destroy each other?" Zhang Shicheng’s Yang God’s form gradually beca illusory, with an urgent tone in his voice.
Even for one who has mastered the Yang God realm, the physical body remains imnsely important, especially this powerful Flood Dragon body that could be described as having steel bones. It was suprely significant to Zhang Shicheng.
He hadn’t had ti to perform the Walking Flood Dragon nor fully transform into Taotie yet. At the mont, he only possessed Taotie’s bloodline and so abilities, and his soul had not acquired the complete Taotie Law, so this physical body was still very important to him.
Unfortunately, Zhang Chen paid no heed to him and continued with the blood-sucking.
At that mont, suddenly there was an explosion from the entire Crystal Palace. The whole palace shook as if there was a major earthquake, causing Zhang Shicheng’s Yang God to change color dramatically, with anger blazing in his eyes: "Worms, dare to destroy the Feng Shui Grand Array, ruining my plans!"
Zhang Shicheng’s voice was filled with fury, and his eyes were brimming with killing intent.
He felt terribly unlucky, first encountering an unknown origin worm to extract his soul out of his body and then sucking his blood. And now soone had destroyed the Feng Shui Grand Array. With the grand array shattered, the massive Water Fortune crashed down. In his current state, how could he perform the Walking Flood Dragon or withstand Celestial Thunder?
"Why must fellow Daoists be angry? We were rely anxious seeing you hesitate to transform into a dragon, so we made a decision for you." At this mont, Xie Xuan and Elder Wu arrived together, with Elder Wu speaking in a teasing tone.
Earlier, the two joined forces to destroy the Feng Shui Grand Array yet saw no resistance from Zhang Shicheng, betting that sothing significant had happened to him and he must have suffered a setback, which prompted them to co and see if they could seize an advantage. However, when they arrived at the basent of the Crystal Palace’s grand hall, they were shocked by the scene.
Proud, capable of unleashing tenth-level power, Zhang Shicheng stood aside, his soul watching soone wearing simple clothes and an ice-carved mask sucking his bodily blood. Even his Yang God appeared weaker, yet Zhang Shicheng did not retaliate, only standing helplessly watching, which seed odd.
At this mont, the two looked at Zhang Chen and wondered what incredible power he could have to extract Zhang Shicheng’s soul and suck his blood without him daring to resist?
Staring at Zhang Chen who was sucking Dragon Blood, they felt montarily at a loss, not knowing what to do.
They inspected Zhang Chen, exchanged glances, and agreed that they couldn’t discern Zhang Chen’s depth. But anyone who could pressure Zhang Shicheng like this was certainly not simple.
"Quickly stop him! He’s sucking my blood, and if he drains it completely, your plan to use my blood for crafting Longevity Divine dicine will be in vain." Zhang Shicheng’s Yang God, seeing the two arrive, was initially furious but then an idea sparked in his mind, prompting him to quickly ask for their help.
Unfortunately, neither of them took action. No one was foolish; who dared to act rashly in such a situation?
Zhang Shicheng could imdiately see their hesitation and couldn’t help but say, "Don’t be intimidated by him; he’s not a cultivator. Just make a move, and you’ll see. He only has so sinister ability that temporarily subdued my soul. If he truly had the ability, he would have slain my soul long ago, rather than leaving it to now."
No doubt Zhang Shicheng, being tenth-level, found the flaw in such a short ti and understood Zhang Chen’s reality.
"If you still refuse to act, and my body is drained of blood, how will you craft the Longevity Divine dicine?" Zhang Shicheng persistently urged.
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