My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences Chapter 469 - 469 Dragon Emperor Transformation!

469 Dragon Emperor Transformation!

The dragon bones seemed to fuse with Qin Huai’s body, forming an extension of his own skeleton. The colossal bones became part of his limbs, and smaller bones even latched onto his fingers.

A frightening aura began to emanate from him, and the surrounding earth stirred in response to his transformation. The dragon’s head split apart, morphing into a ring that hovered above Qin Huai’s head. He had bee a dragon emperor.

“Now, please take my punch,” he declared, his voice reverberating through the air. With that, he threw a punch that rippled through the sky.

Boom!

A dreadful power erupted instantly, sending Lu Zifu flying back. The totem armor on his chest instantly broke apart, and even his chest muscles collapsed.

Blood spurted out, a chilling wind blowing into the gaping wound, freezing his heart with fear.

“How do you find this punch?” Qin Huai’s voice echoed in Lu Zifu’s ears.

Lu Zifu gaped at the figure before him. The latter’s body melded seamlessly with the dragon bones. “You… You’re a monster…” he stammered, his voice trembling.

He knew that Qin Huai had used the dragon bones to single-handedly defeat the Sacred Heart sect and the former county governor of Lingjiang. But no one had ever imagined that someone could transform those dragon bones into a guardian spirit item.

The news that Qin Huai could activate the dragon bones had shocked Lu Zifu for an entire month. He had spent countless days and nights wondering how Qin Huai had managed such a feat. Everyone he knew had told him that attempting to do so was a suicide mission.

Despite their value, the dragon bones had remained untouched under the treasure pavilion of the Nine Dragons sect. No one had dared to use them because a divine weapon that couldn’t be wielded was worthless.

But now… the ‘monster’ before him had done the impossible.

“How did you manage this?” he asked, coughing up blood. “That’s a dragon’s skeleton… Even dead, it remains a true dragon…”

“It’s simple,” Qin Huai replied, his eyes cold. “As long as you cultivate the emperor’s force and strengthen your body, everything falls into place.”

“Emperor’s force…” Lu Zifu murmured. He had only heard of it in passing. Rumor had it that only the Sacred Sovereign had mastered it, an entity powerful enough to conquer the Great You and fated to dominate the Great Nether.

“Do you have any final words?” Qin Huai asked, looking at the steadily weakening Lu Zifu.

“Join my Sacred Heart sect!” Lu Zifu shouted, “We can offer you everything you want! Wealth, power, women… If you follow our lord, all your desires will be fulfilled. Above all, our lord walks the true path of justice. He is destined to reshape this era.” His eyes shone with fanaticism.

“Are these your final words?” Qin Huai asked, before landing a final punch on his head.

Bang!

The bronze realm faded away abruptly. In the county governor’s estate, the thick scent of blood permeated every part of the meeting hall

Qin Huai was no stranger to dealing with the Sacred Heart sect members. The bloody pulp at his feet, all that remained of his foe, silently declared his victory to everyone.

Thud!

Suddenly, Gui Weixing fell to his knees before Qin Huai. “Sir, I’m ready to serve you, even if it means sacrificing my life!” he pledged, bowing his head to Qin Huai immediately.

The sight of their powerful leader being instantly defeated by Qin Huai had made a profound impression. It was clear how terrifying Qin Huai truly was.

Therefore, Gui Weixing didn’t hesitate. If he could align himself with this powerful figure, his future would certainly be bright. His desire for revenge for his father’s death paled in parison to his own survival and future…

“I accept you as my foster father. I, Gui Weixing, swear to the heavens that if I ever betray you—”

Bang!

Suddenly, Gui Weixing’s head fell to the ground, his wide eyes full of genuine eagerness and anticipation.

“Let chaos reign in Fan City County for a few days,” Qin Huai said coldly.

“Ding! You have collected a [Sacred Sovereign Totem (Fragment) x1], [Sacred Sovereign Totem (2/3)]!”

“Ding! You have collected a [Sacred Sovereign Totem (Fragment) x1], [Sacred Sovereign Totem (3/3)]!”

…

In a desolate land, Qin Huai stopped in his tracks.

He found a hidden cave and went inside. Inside his body’s energy center, the sacred sovereign totem stood upright on the bronze ground, radiating a soft scarlet light.

Qin Huai sat down, cross-legged. Cold sweat poured from him — he could feel an unfamiliar force beginning to gather within him.

At his mand, the bronze realm activated, and he instantly transported his entire body into it. The next moment, even his internal energy world seemed to blur. His appearance and aura morphed entirely, turning him into an unrecognizable hunchbacked old man.

The air within the bronze realm began to warp. Red threads appeared from thin air, gathering before Qin Huai’s eyes.

His expression grew increasingly grave, and he felt a sense of dread creeping up his spine. His anxiety continued to grow.