The Divine Dragon Illusion circled and danced in the tomb chamber, emitting a series of dragon roars.
Whether it was Chen Nan and the other two, or the Black Feathered Chicken, they all took a few steps back in fright, watching the golden radiant Divine Dragon Illusion above with vigilance.
Though this Divine Dragon Illusion was only over ten meters long, the energy fluctuations it emitted were far stronger than that of a Heavenly Passage Expert. Its overwhelming pressure was peerless, making one feel a tremor in their heart at just a glance, irresistibly compelled to kneel and worship. This was the kingly aura of the divine.
Chen Nan and the others all used Qi Movement to resist this pressure, forcing themselves not to kneel.
But within just a few seconds, they felt their legs grow weak, and their entire bodies began to tremble. The might of this Divine Dragon Illusion was simply irresistible.
After half a minute of enduring, everyone was already drenched in sweat, and just as they felt they could no longer hold on, the Divine Dragon stopped circling, quietly hovering in the air, gazing down.
It nodded with satisfaction, speaking in human language: "A genius from each of the three major cultivation systems of the Human Clan, not bad, not bad."
Chen Nan is a martial arts genius.
Zhao Han is a genius in the cultivation lineage.
And Hua Xian'er's magic talent is the best of the present age.
Seeing that this Divine Dragon seemed to have no malicious intent, Chen Nan clasped his fists and said: "Senior Divine Dragon, you..."
"You are wondering why I am merely an illusion, yes?" The Divine Dragon interrupted Chen Nan, saying, "I was once a Dragon Emperor. During the ancient war, the Mortal World's Hundred Clans united in enmity against the Heavenly People Clan. Though barely able to stop them, we suffered heavy casualties. My physical body perished in the battle, leaving only this wisp of War Soul. I intended to recuperate in the tomb for millennia to gradually recover, but thousands of years have passed, and I still cannot break this soul-devouring curse on me. Now, my cultivation declines by the day, making it even more impossible to break the curse."
Chen Nan couldn't help but ask: "Senior, what is the curse you mentioned?"
"It's the soul-devouring curse of the Heavenly People Clan. When my physical body was destroyed, they joined forces to cast this soul-devouring curse on me to prevent my War Soul from remolding a flesh body, thus weakening my War Soul's power."
Although Chen Nan still didn't quite understand, the Dragon Emperor was unwilling to elaborate further.
Looking at Chen Nan and the others, it said: "Now I am spent, like an exhausted lamp. Without breaking the soul-devouring curse, recreating a physical body is nearly impossible. Although you three are not of the Dragon Clan, your talents are exceptional and have a great possibility of reaching the peak in the future. Before that day comes, I should lend you a hand."
Chen Nan said: "If Senior needs anything, we will certainly do all we can to assist."
This Dragon Emperor, being the guardian in that ancient battle and having perished resisting the Heavenly People Clan, naturally deserves respect.
The Dragon Emperor shook its head: "You cannot help me."
Chen Nan said: "Our strength indeed cannot help Senior, but perhaps my master can."
"Who is your master?"
Chen Nan circulated Inner Strength, gathering the Crack Sky Hand in his hand.
The Dragon Emperor recognized his martial arts path at a glance, sighed, and said: "So it is him. Yet, even he cannot help me with this soul-devouring curse. Sit cross-legged."
"This..."
Chen Nan was somewhat puzzled; just what was this soul-devouring curse that it could so severely ensnare a Dragon Emperor's War Soul?
"You need not say more. My Spiritual Sense is about to extinguish. Time is running short. You three are rare geniuses, and your future cultivation achievements are immeasurable. I will seal the power of my War Soul within you three, to lend you support, as my final meager contribution to safeguarding the Mortal World."
"But Senior, wouldn't this mean you yourself would..."
Chen Nan was a bit reluctant.
"No need to speak further."
The Dragon Emperor's War Soul's eyes shot out a beam of golden light, immobilizing the three of them.
On the stone platform, the fist-sized Dragon Essence cracked with a sound and split into three, transforming into three beams of golden light that surged into Chen Nan and the others' bodies.
Immediately, inside Chen Nan and the others, it was as if a sea storm surged. The Dragon Essence Power flooded into their limbs and bones, tempering their muscles and blood. Ultimately, for Zhao Han and Hua Xian'er, it was sealed at their Dantian positions.
"You have no Dantian?" The Dragon Emperor looked at Chen Nan.
Chen Nan was already dripping with sweat, the tearing pain of body refining was enough to cause a breakdown. He nodded and said: "It is already shattered."
"It seems this was all destined by heaven."
The Dragon Emperor sighed. The head-sized Dragon Heart on the stone platform, under the Dragon Emperor's control, transformed into a blood light that surged into Chen Nan's body, condensing into a second heart — the Dragon Heart — within his chest cavity.
However, after being sealed by the Dragon Emperor, the Dragon Heart had shrunk considerably, becoming not much different in size from a human heart.
The Dragon Essence Power that had originally poured into Chen Nan's body instantly seemed to find its home and all rushed into the Dragon Heart.
"Within this Dragon Heart, there is my Dragon Emperor Blood Essence, which will greatly aid your Martial Body cultivation," the Dragon Emperor's War Soul said to Chen Nan, then glanced at the three of them and said: "Time is of the essence. Quickly enter meditation and gradually merge the Dragon Essence Power within your bodies to consolidate your cultivation."
"Thank you, Senior Dragon Emperor."
The three sat cross-legged and began merging the Dragon Essence Power.
Since the Dragon Emperor had already made this decision, if they did not utilize the Dragon Essence Power well, that would be to betray its kind intentions.
At this moment, the Dragon Emperor's War Soul was extremely weak.
It looked at the Black Feathered Chicken and said: "Do you feel uneasy in your heart, for you and I are both from the Demon Clan, yet I passed my Dragon Essence Power to them and not to you?"
The Black Feathered Chicken indeed had some complaints, but it dared not speak them.
The Dragon Emperor said: "In truth, the cultivation techniques of the Dragon Clan and the Human Clan are most alike, very different from your Bird Clan. My Dragon Essence Power would be of no use to you. However, since we have met, I should naturally help you to the best of my ability. Would you like me to pass you a cultivation technique?"
The Black Feathered Chicken, so excited its feathers stood on end, hurriedly expressed gratitude.
The Dragon Emperor nodded, and a golden light surged from its forehead. Immediately, a vast amount of cultivation information was transmitted into the Black Feathered Chicken's mind, saying: "The ancient scripture I passed to you is the pinnacle cultivation method of your Bird Clan, created by an old friend of mine in the past. I hope you can also reach its realm."
"Little Chicken will not let Senior down!" the Black Feathered Chicken said.
The Dragon Emperor nodded, looking at the three who had entered meditation and begun their cultivation. It said: "Having lost the Dragon Essence, my Divine Soul is about to shatter. Let me provide you with one last bit of help."
At the end of the words, the Dragon Emperor's War Soul shattered.
It transformed into three Divine Dragon Illusions, respectively flowing into Chen Nan, Zhao Han, and Hua Xian'er's bodies.
Immediately, within the three of them, it was like lightning and thunder, emitting crackling sounds. Their bones fractured and shattered, then recomposed and healed, continuously repeating this process.
This kind of body refining was extremely painful, but the three exhibited incredible perseverance, gritting their teeth to endure it.
About an hour later, the three opened their eyes one after another, six beams of golden light shooting from their eyes, piercing through space like Divine Arrows, incomparably sharp.
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