Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 2140 Dragon Tomb
"town!"

Su Bujin endured the tearing pain and connected his consciousness with the Cosmic Tree.

With a clear shout, the radiance emanating from the Cosmic Tree trapped all the wronged souls, allowing her to barely stabilize the turmoil surging within her body.

Su Bujin was covered in sweat and his face was pale, but his brows gradually relaxed as he breathed a sigh of relief: "That was close, I almost fell."

Seeing this, Ao Yi remained vigilant: "Something's not right, Su Bujin. You're emanating a strong aura of resentment. It's as if those wronged spirits are still inside you."

"Well, it's impossible to deal with hundreds or thousands of wronged souls in such a short time. I can only try my best to suppress them." Su Bujin also knew that this was not a long-term solution, but he was already in danger of being poisoned by the Crimson Dragon Poison, so he couldn't care about anything else now.

After saying that, Su Bujin stretched out his hand and said weakly, "I'm out of energy. You'll have to pull me along."

"Alright, I've owed you a lot of favors, this is how I repay them." Ao Yi didn't waste any more words, grabbed Su Bujin, and the two of them, one in front and one behind, used their last bit of strength to finally rush into the third level.

the third floor.

Unlike the second floor, this floor has no eerie murals, nor any lingering aura of the Seven-Clawed Crimson Dragon Emperor; instead, it is a desolate graveyard.

As far as the eye could see, there were thousands upon thousands of tombs, densely packed like an endless honeycomb, hidden deep within a space where darkness and crimson light intertwined.

Each tomb exudes an ancient aura, as if it has been slumbering for countless years.

What's even more chilling is that in each tomb, a dragon scale floats silently.

Dragon scales burn like raging flames, leaping with crimson light, as if containing the fiery path to burn the heavens. Others are as clear as ice, releasing a bone-chilling cold that freezes even the air into fragments. Still others are pitch black, like a piece of obsidian that devours light. If you look into them for a moment, you will have the illusion that your mind is falling into an abyss.

“Fire Dragon, Ice Dragon, Dark Armor Dragon” Ao Yi’s gaze swept over them, his heart trembled, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks. “These are the scales of tens of thousands of dragons!”

The sound was filled with an incredulous tremor.

Su Bujin was also shocked by the scene before her. She whispered, "These tombs seem to be someone's collection from their lifetime. They must have been made by the Seven-Clawed Crimson Dragon Emperor."

Ao Yi's expression gradually became solemn. He slowly nodded and said, "Indeed, these scales contain the bloodlines of countless dragons, from the lowest serpent dragons to the high-ranking divine dragons. The aura of the five-clawed golden dragon is also among them. It seems that this is a testament to the seven-clawed red dragon emperor's life of conquest."

Su Bujin's eyes lit up slightly as he began to think. He whispered, "If we can collect these scales, it would be a great opportunity. How about we split it 50/50?"

However, Ao Yi coldly shook his head: "Opportunity? These are nothing but the remains of defeated people. You should know that most of them have ordinary divine dragon bloodlines. Not to mention immortal dragons, there aren't even any quasi-immortal dragon bloodlines at the quasi-immortal beast level. Why would a true powerhouse care about these low-bloodline dragon fragments? Didn't you notice why Ao Yan, Long Sang, and the others aren't here? They must have looked down on them and went straight to the fourth level without stopping. In the eyes of those with high bloodlines, these scales are nothing but useless things."

Su Bujin was taken aback, still thinking that she might as well take it, but then she saw Ao Yi reach out and grab her: "Let's go, the real opportunity is probably on the fourth floor."

She was dragged forward, but after only a few steps, her immortal power, exhausted from fighting and suppressing the vengeful spirits, suddenly flared up.

Su Bujin's body went limp, his chest heaved, his vision went black, and he lost his balance, falling straight into a tomb!
"Su Bujin!" Ao Yi's expression changed drastically. He reached out to grab him, but missed.

With a "bang," Su Bujin fell to the center of the tomb, and the unfamiliar aura immediately startled the dragon scale that had been quietly floating.

It was a black dragon scale, its surface covered with strange patterns, like congealed blood-red cracks. It suddenly trembled, then pressed itself against Su Bujin's arm, writhing slowly as if alive. "Swish swish swish—"

Immediately afterwards, more dragon scales trembled throughout the tomb, as if they had smelled an unparalleled delicacy, and rushed towards Su Bujin's body.

"Oh no! These scales still retain consciousness. They want to devour Su Bujin!" Ao Yi was shocked. He was about to rush to his aid when he suddenly realized that Su Bujin was covered by dense dragon scales, his entire body wrapped in a cocoon of dragon scales.

Countless scales shimmered with light, emitting a deep dragon roar, as if savoring a delicious delicacy.

"Damn it!" Ao Yi's heart pounded wildly. Just as he was about to disregard his poisoned body and force his way into the tomb, he heard the earth tremble violently!
Rumble!
The entire tomb exploded, sending rubble flying and billowing smoke and dust.

From the depths, a colossal dragon corpse slowly emerged!

It was a colossal black dragon, its body long since decayed, its scales tattered, yet still immensely large, stretching across the void. It had eight wings on its back, and though its flesh was rotten, a chilling aura still lingered on its wings.

“An eight-winged black dragon…” Ao Yi’s breath hitched, and a chill ran through him. When he saw the chains on its limbs, he immediately understood, “This tomb is actually guarded by an eight-winged black dragon!”

The eight-winged black dragon's eye sockets were empty, yet at this moment, blood-red flames ignited in its eyes. It lowered its massive head, and a roar that tore apart the heavens and earth came from its rotting throat.

Roar!
The roar shattered the void, and the dragon's might surged. Even though it was just a remnant soul's obsession, it still carried a terrifying aura capable of annihilating everything.

“This guy was at least a Great Immortal in life.” Ao Yi’s face darkened completely. Let alone him being poisoned, even if he wasn’t poisoned, he might not be able to handle it. Now, his only helper, Su Bujin, was missing and his life was uncertain, and he himself was in a precarious situation.

The next moment, the eight-winged black dragon suddenly flapped its wings, its massive body crashing down, and its corrupt claws burst forth, striking directly at Ao Yi!

"Then let's fight!" Ao Yi's eyes widened, his dragon blood boiling. At this moment, only by fighting to the death could he gain a sliver of hope.

He took a step forward, unleashing the full power of his five-clawed golden dragon bloodline. A dragon shadow appeared behind him, roaring against the shadow of the black dragon in the void.

The eight-winged black dragon slowly raised its claws, which were as black as withered wood and covered with cracks and deathly aura.

The next instant, space collapsed.

Boom!

With a sweep of its claw, it tore the void apart instantly.

Ao Yi met the attack with all his might, his arms transforming into golden dragon claws, forcefully meeting the attack head-on. Golden light and black mist intertwined, instantly erupting into a roar comparable to a mountain collapsing and a tsunami.

But this was only one round.

puff.

Ao Yi's body was struck by an immense force, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the stone wall of the tomb. Stone chips flew everywhere, and his bones made a piercing "crackling" sound, as if they were being crushed.