The full na of the book Dragon Chant is Dragon Chanting in the Nine Heavens.
The na sounds grand and majestic, but in reality, it’s all about shouting.
To put it simply, it’s about whose voice is louder.
The preface states that in ancient tis, dragons did indeed appear.
It even exaggeratedly claims that a dragon’s great destructive power cos not from its body but from its sharp cry.
According to the author of this book, the dragon chant can make so creatures’ heads explode.
Thus achieving the effect of killing prey.
Julius Reed flipped through it briefly, a look of seriousness appearing on his face.
No wonder, this book isn’t popular.
No wonder, Diego Leopold looked at him strangely.
No wonder, the Caldwell Family handed him the book without hesitation.
If an ordinary person read it, they would think it was complete nonsense.
The content is extrely exaggerated and extrely hollow.
But in Julius Reed’s view, what was written was quite impressive.
In his mind, fragnted images flickered bit by bit.
So phrases from the dragon chant activated his mory.
The author of the book, according to their understanding, tried to imitate the dragon chant to achieve the sa effect.
It seems that this author failed.
The later part of the book is filled with beautiful aspirations.
Bang!
Julius Reed closed the to, letting out a low growl from his throat.
Boom!
In an instant.
The snow hanging on the trees was shaken and fell.
It wasn’t that the book’s writing was flawed, but rather, the practitioner’s skills were insufficient.
But what does this have to do with the small world Brant Fairbanks created inside Baylor Davenport’s body?
As Julius Reed was pondering, a group of Undead Tribe guards approached.
After the events of the day, the Caldwell Family’s security was extrely tight.
It seed as if the Caldwell Family felt unusually quiet.
Julius Reed glanced back.
There was no one around.
"Hey," he called out.
"What’s up?" A few guards ca over, sizing him up and asking vigilantly, "Oh, it’s the West Tower of Ocean Academy. Is there sothing you need?"
"Yes."
As Julius Reed finished speaking, a longsword suddenly appeared behind him!
A cold gleam burst forth!
The Break Sky Knife disguised as the Breaking Heaven Sword swept across directly.
Killing several Undead Tribe guards.
These guards didn’t even have ti to react before they fell to the ground.
Their bodies quickly withered.
Finally becoming mummies.
When the Caldwell Family sees these corpses, they’ll definitely think of Breaking Heaven.
And their attention will be diverted.
Returning to the Gray Wolf Pavilion, Brant Fairbanks was already waiting in the room.
Seeing Julius Reed push the door open and enter, he imdiately stood up, his eyes fixated on the to.
"Is this... Dragon Chant?"
"Yes." Julius Reed extended his hand, handing over Dragon Chant, and asked, "Chief, what’s the purpose of this book? I took a quick glance, and it seems to be full of nonsense. Given such a precious opportunity, why don’t we want sothing useful?"
There was no one else in the room.
Only the two of them.
Perhaps thinking Julius Reed didn’t have much ti left, Brant Fairbanks spoke without deliberately concealing anything.
"Our Ocean Academy has a top-secret to that only the headmaster can practice. But that to is extrely dangerous; if one’s skills are inadequate, it’s easy to harm oneself."
As he flipped through the to, he spoke aloud.
"Oh." Julius Reed responded perfunctorily.
What nonsense about only the headmaster being able to practice, it’s just "The Extraordinary Mirror of Heaven and Earth."
So of the annotations above are even written by him.
This lie is really clumsy.
Seemingly surprised by the content above, Brant Fairbanks frowned slightly. "But that to is incomplete. The book ntions that to complete the content above, one needs to find this Dragon Chant."
Looking at it, he furrowed his brows even deeper: "This is simply ridiculous!"
Clearly, Brant Fairbanks thought of Dragon Chant as re nonsense from an ordinary person’s perspective.
But, he’s lying.
Julius Reed has read "The Extraordinary Mirror of Heaven and Earth," and that book never ntioned Dragon Chant.
Brant Fairbanks wanted to find Dragon Chant for another reason.
"West Tower, I’ll study this book first, you wait in your room. I’ll call you when there’s progress." Brant Fairbanks was puzzled.
He decided to lock himself in the room to study it.
"All right." Julius Reed got up and closed the door.
But as he was closing the door, he seed to hear Brant Fairbanks say sothing.
"How can a book like this possibly solve the small world? It’s completely unfeasible..."
Bang.
The door was tightly shut.
"Small world?"
Suddenly, an idea popped into Julius Reed’s mind.
It’s very difficult to remove the small world inside Baylor Davenport.
If you remove the small sphere and liquid, it will cause an imbalance.
The spiritual power will erupt instantly, and Baylor Davenport is likely to explode and die.
Could it be...
Is this similar to the principle of ultrasound in hospitals?
Returning to his room, he found Baylor Davenport sitting on the sofa watching TV.
"I heard you were the center of attention today." Baylor Davenport looked up at him, concern in her eyes: "Be discreet, be careful. If you die, no one will be left to treat ."
"I’ll try now." Julius Reed walked up to her and spoke seriously, "Now, suppress your inner breath, act like an ordinary person."
To remove that small world, Julius Reed didn’t have much confidence either.
But to protect Baylor Davenport’s life, although difficult, he could manage it.
"Really?" Baylor Davenport had always longed for this day to co; she no longer wanted to live in constant fear.
But now that this day had really arrived, she was sowhat scared, terrified.
Full of apprehensions.
"Really."
Julius Reed took a deep breath, closed his eyes.
The room was eerily quiet.
Baylor Davenport took a deep breath, keeping her body relaxed.
In this state, the small world within her stopped operating.
"Ha!"
Julius Reed shouted lightly!
This was the thod recorded in Dragon Chant.
This thod consud a great deal of spiritual power to achieve.
Buzz!
In an instant.
A wind arose in the room.
Baylor Davenport’s brow furrowed slightly, a look of intense pain on her face.
Pfft!
Finally, she couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
This blood was mixed with sothing like rcury and a dark liquid.
Most likely, it’s the rupture of that small sphere and the outflow of liquid.
"Give your hand." Julius Reed grabbed Baylor Davenport’s hand, starting to sense the energy fluctuations within her.
Sure enough.
Just as expected.
The small world was gone.
But those energies still existed!
Just slightly out of control, but not problematic.
The sun and moon both dispersed, yet the balance remained.
"I..." Baylor Davenport was a bit scared, afraid she might die.
"You’re fine now."
Julius Reed stood still, deep in thought.
What exactly was Brant Fairbanks scheming for, wanting to find Dragon Chant?
There’s only one possibility.
He understood the danger of this thod, wanting to find a solution to apply to himself!
Dong!
Suddenly.
There was a knock on the door.
"West Tower, the Caldwell Family has sent soone to invite us to the banquet."
"Got it," Julius Reed replied.
A banquet full of hidden dangers!
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