The fragile flesh disappeared in the flas, replaced by scales as brilliant as gemstones, wings of crystal that covered the sky, and a majestic body like a mountain range!
Countless rcuries flowed like streams, entwining around it, passing through the gaps of scales, weaving complex circuits and structures, constantly suppressing and guiding that nature on the brink of losing control, coating that gemstone-like Ruins Dragon with a layer of dazzling Silver Radiance!
At this mont, iron and stone unify, indistinguishable from one another.
Truly, transforming into a Dragon!
Just a breath easily scattered the defenses Ji Jue had set up with all his might; just a spread of the wings enveloped the entire Illusion Dream in the shadow of its wings.
When those six imposing starlike eyes looked down, the enemies before it appeared as insignificant as Dust!
And Wen Sheng...
Wen Sheng was almost mad!
No, he felt as if he had already gone mad.
In less than half a minute, it was as if he had watched every horror story in existence. After witnessing all this, he even doubted whether he was overly Mutated, with sanity evaporated, completely plunged into so illusion and delirium.
Who am I? Where am I? What happened?
Why did Ji Jue suddenly escape from the Illusion Dream of the Huangliang Remains? Why did they suddenly kiss? And then, why did Wen suddenly revive, turning into this ghostly appearance?!
Completely unable to understand!
Too bizarre, too freakish, and too... absurd!
Too absurd for him to restrain himself anymore.
Furious beyond control!
"What are you two scoundrels doing in my dream?!"
In that mont, in the midst of furious roaring, those three faces overlapped once more, with endless faith pouring down.
In the blink of an eye, the Heavenly Human Foundation reunited once again.
But this ti, the emptiness of Absolute Abyss, the greed of Wuyao, and the twisted corruption began rapidly expanding. Like drinking poison to quench thirst, it exhausted potential, embraced Mutation, and forcefully enhanced its own power!
Inflating its own soul infinitely, inflating, inflating, raising it to the very limit the entire Illusion Dream could accommodate. As he extended his hand, around the Corpse Bone Giant Snake that wrapped around the Sea of Souls, countless inherently flapping moths took flight, converging into a tide,
descending like an endless black waterfall, falling into his hands, forming a blade that annihilates all souls, slashing with all his might at the monster before him!
Snap!
The sound of breaking echoed, coming from...the blade?
The infinite pain and despair accumulated from his nature by Wen Sheng had actually cracked within the sweep and clash of iron and stone wings?
The Ruins Dragon lifted its eyes, coldly watching all of this, slowly opening its mouth.
As if taking a deep breath—
Imdiately following, crimson Breath spewed from the dragon's mouth, rushing violently like a tsunami, filling everything!
Yet that Breath wasn't flas, but endless light of Pan Ying...
Within the realm of ultimate joy, all that could be seen was covered in crimson, ravaged, shredded, turning to Dust. The entire realm of ultimate joy was trembling violently, on the verge of collapse.
Unable to withstand such terrifying power.
What was even more shocking was that outside of the Illusion Dream, the Corpse Bone Giant Snake entwining the Sea of Souls unexpectedly showed an extrely fine crack?
As if it had been struck by a sword!
The genuine essence of the Ruins surpassing this Ascension began to shake the whole illusion, dispelling all delusions, and obliterating all fantasies, inflicting damage on the entire Illusion Dream!
"Ha! Aweso!"
Ji Jue cheered, dancing gleefully in the consciousness sea of the dragon: "This is our blood-boiling combo, isn't it, Sister Wen!"
"Ji Jue..."
Transford into the giant dragon, Wen Wen was silent for a long ti, and softly said, "Thank you."
"Oh, it's nothing!"
Ji Jue casually waved, seemingly indifferent, while actually squinting and swaying his head in proud delight.
This is how it should be!
I racked my brains helping you heal and maintain the situation, sacrificed so much, even gave up my chastity, all just to hear a few words of thanks and gratitude?
Love to hear, want to hear, like to hear, say a few more!
"And also..."
Wen Wen paused for a mont, telling him, "I'll beat you up again once we're out."
She thought for a bit and added firmly:
"At least twice!"
"... Al-Alright."
Ji Jue hesitated, beginning to consider whether to unreasonably persuade Sister Wen to go easy on him, or contact Hope Hospital quickly after getting out... fearing it might be too late!
But it doesn't matter.
As long as the one who is almost dead now isn't !
Within the blood fire of Pan Ying, the burnt out Wen Sheng reford, resurrected, unhard, but in the next mont, was entirely damaged once again in the sweeping of the dragon's wings!
Shattered like a bubble, reborn once more.
Almost, impossible to resist.
But that's not the issue; within this bubble, life and death are like dreams, just a dream. As long as the Illusion Dream exists, he can naturally resurrect infinitely, maintaining an undefeated place.
What terrified him was how re Wen Wen, re Ji Jue, two underlings defeated, could maintain such a massive monstrous existence within the barricade?!
The Ruins are inherently incompatible with Ascension, let alone forcibly creating sothing so exaggerated in a dream, just like lighting a fla in water.
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