Become a fairy alone

A trace of resentment gathered from every pair of eyes. Even if the other party didn't use any other methods, the Nightmare Python Lord felt that he would eventually collapse.

When the pressure and erosion of resentment reach a certain point, his current primordial spirit strength will likely be unable to withstand it sooner or later.

"Die!" The Serpent Lord of Luoyan stretched out his palm and struck repeatedly. The powerful palm wind raged in all directions like a storm, and screams of agony rose and fell.

Numerous scarlet or eerie green eyeballs exploded, but soon even more eyes surged from the gray, gloomy depths of the void, densely packed, resembling a sea of ​​stars.

In his fear, the Luoyan Python Lord summoned its Law-based demonic soldiers, which had python heads and human bodies, with long tails trailing behind them.

He was now all alone, and the thought of having so many demonic soldiers of law added to his sense of superiority. Facing the gaze of countless vengeful spirits all by himself, the mental pressure was immense.

However, once the Law Demon Weapon was unleashed, Lord Luoyan Python discovered that the situation not only did not improve, but instead became even more serious.

When they came to their senses, the eyes of the surrounding demon soldiers seemed to have been infected, turning blood red or eerie green.

For a moment, even if the Luoyan Python Lord wanted to retract these law-based demonic weapons, he couldn't. Countless scarlet and eerie green eyes covered the Luoyan Python Lord, and these gazes seemed to have weight, making the pressure on him increasingly heavy.

The Luoyan Python Lord frantically rushed around in all directions, but no matter which direction it went, it could not escape this predicament.

As more and more gazes alternated over him, the Luoyan Python Lord felt as if an infinite force was squeezing his body.

With a soft "poof," it felt as if a puncture had been made somewhere on the body's surface, and these tangible gazes began to drill into the body, intending to devour the primordial spirit.

The Serpent Lord Luoyan was greatly alarmed and wanted to retaliate, but his mind went blank for a moment, and a sense of resentment began to rise in his heart.

All is over! Before the last trace of Luoyan Python Lord's spiritual consciousness dissipated, he sighed in his heart. Even though he had cultivated to the level of a demon lord, he had no chance to fight back under this terrifying cloud of resentment.

However, with countless demonic pythons as companions, he was not entirely lonely. He only hoped that this cloud of resentment and gloom would fight the evil dragon that had broken into the Ten Thousand Pythons Palace, and preferably devour it as well, then he would have no regrets.

In fact, this dark cloud had already invaded the Wanmang Palace region before it devoured the Luoyan Python Lord, and millions of demonic pythons had already been swallowed by the dark cloud.

The Evil Heavenly Dragon originally wielded power in the Ten Thousand Pythons Palace. Urged by the Four Heavenly Emperors, he had no choice but to seek trouble in the Dragon Realm, both for the Heavenly Court's needs and for his own.

The Four Heavenly Emperors' assistance in his advancement to the Evil Heavenly Dragon realm was not without reason. They employed a perfectly legitimate and aboveboard strategy, planting a restriction within his body through the Jade Disc of Creation. Only by devouring the Dragon Clan totem could he neutralize the Four Heavenly Emperors' methods.

If the Evil Heavenly Dragon could devour the dragon totem, it would naturally reap enormous benefits. However, for the Immortal Realm, shaking the foundation of the dragon race would bring even greater benefits.

However, entering the Supreme Heavenly Dragon Realm was not smooth sailing. He encountered a storm of laws one after another, and then a swarm of crazed dragon lice and a blood-scaled skeleton army.

Even the wicked dragon was extremely annoyed and spent a lot of effort to get rid of it. That's why it thought of refining some servants, which could sometimes solve some problems.

The pythons of the Ten Thousand Pythons Palace do not have enough strong leaders, but their overall strength is still quite good.

The Evil Heavenly Dragon, having stumbled upon the Dragon Realm during its quest, arrived here. It then devised a plan to extract the souls and refine the flesh of these numerous demonic pythons, infusing them with a certain amount of evil dragon energy to create Evil Soul Python Spirits. These spirits would be nurtured in the Evil Soul Bowl. This would also help it deal with swarms of dragon lice, or even blood-scaled skeletons and similar creatures.

Even if they later plotted to seize the dragon totem, and their plans were to alert the enemy's army, they could still play a role to some extent.

The progress was going quite smoothly until the escape of the Luoyan Python Lord, which initially annoyed the Evil Turbid Heavenly Dragon.

If we can keep this Demon Lord-level expert alive and make him the leader of this Evil Soul Python Spirit, our overall strength will undoubtedly increase significantly, making him a decent asset.

But who knew that things would develop in a way that was even worse than the escape of the Luoyan Python Lord.

A dark cloud of resentment, thick and menacing, invaded the Palace of Ten Thousand Pythons, actually forcing back his malevolent fire. With lightning speed, it engulfed a considerable portion of the python clan, and the attacker not only swallowed up the Luoyan Python Lord but also forcefully seized nearly a third of the python clan.

Not only that, but they also continued to press in his direction without any regard for the consequences.

"Your Excellency is far too greedy," said the Evil Dragon in a cold voice.

He couldn't see clearly what was happening in the deep, dark clouds for a moment; the resentment within was so intense that it made him wary.

The Evil Turbid Heavenly Dragon was also arrogant and had suffered repeated setbacks in the Supreme Heavenly Dragon Realm. He was filled with resentment and knew that the guy in the dark cloud was not easy to deal with. The opponent's strength was likely to have reached the Emperor level, so the Evil Turbid Heavenly Dragon would not completely show weakness.

Even with the help of some external forces, he still advanced in the final stage. With a step across that insurmountable barrier, the Evil Heavenly Dragon, whose strength had increased dramatically, was confident that there were indeed some in the several realms who could defeat him head-on, but even if they defeated him, it would be difficult to keep him alive.

The being in the dark clouds did not reply to his words; instead, a large swath of dark clouds rolled in, intertwining with the malevolent flames raging throughout the Ten Thousand Pythons Palace. Instantly, the cries of vengeful spirits and the malicious roars of the spirits rose up everywhere.

Evil Dragon's expression changed. For the time being, Evil Flame had not caused any problems, but after exchanging blows, the strength and power of the opponent's resentment was already evident.

His turbid flames can hold out for a while, but if the battle continues, he will likely suffer losses.

It is said that the ancient dragon race improved a soul-repelling technique from beyond the realm, and it seems that the rumor is true!
The Evil Dragon took a breath. There were many such resentful clouds in the Supreme Dragon Realm, and their strengths varied. It seemed that he had probably encountered the strongest one among them.

This kind of vengeful spirit is ferocious, vicious, bloodthirsty, and extremely cunning and greedy. To make it retreat, you must teach it a lesson; otherwise, you'll have to withdraw immediately. Continuing to fight it will most likely not end well.

The evil dragon's face hardened, and with a wave of his hand, eight exquisite beads floated around him. These were the eight exquisite beads of the turbid blade.

Each bead has eight sides, each adorned with a strange, knife-shaped pattern. They all exude a similar yet subtly different knife-like aura.

"Go!" The Evil Heavenly Dragon waved his hand, and eight exquisite beads spun and flew towards the dark clouds opposite.

As the exquisite beads spun, they formed silent tornadoes.

Wisps of blade energy sliced ​​through the surrounding area, and a violent roar emanated from within. Eight tornadoes swept through the area like a whirlwind, cutting and devouring everything in sight.

Taking advantage of the ferocity of the eight-sided exquisite pearl, the wicked and raging flames also pressed in.

The Evil Dragon's expression grew increasingly cold. Anyone who had reached his level was no weakling. His long-suppressed power stemmed from his limited strength, especially after being coerced by Lu Xiaotian and the Four Heavenly Emperors. The Evil Dragon needed an outlet for his frustration. He couldn't encounter Lu Xiaotian for the time being, and he couldn't defeat the Four Heavenly Emperors. It was rare to have such a powerful opponent to spar with; otherwise, dealing with those low-level ants from the Myriad Python Palace would have been quite a challenge.

We can't yet see the opponent's true strength, but we currently have the upper hand. We should wait and see how the opponent responds, and then we can counter their moves or press our advantage.

As the evil dragon was pondering this, a sudden jolt went through him, as if something bad was about to happen.

Before it could react, the eight tornadoes that had been so powerful just moments before, though they had forcefully killed many vengeful spirits, were quickly followed by another wave of resentful clouds.

Unlike before, it was not so easily torn apart. Before the evil dragon could react, it clung to the tornado like a leech. Inside, countless white skeletons, oblivious to death, crawled towards the tornado from all directions.

The blade energy slashing out from within the whirlwind shattered a large number of skeletons, but the speed of the kill was negligible. At this moment, blurry dragon shadows also swam in from all directions, completely surrounding the eight tornadoes.

After the skulls shattered, they turned into dust and poured into the foul flames. Under the rolling resentment of the bone dust, a large part of the foul flames were extinguished.

The Evil Dragon was greatly surprised, as he still hadn't seen what the most powerful vengeful spirit inside looked like.

Realizing that the enemy might be more troublesome than expected, but at this moment the Eight-Sided Exquisite Pearl was already trapped inside, it would probably not be so easy to pull it out.

He wanted to withdraw directly, but that would only be possible if he gave up the Eight-Sided Exquisite Pearl. How could that be possible? He still had to go to the Dragon Domain, and according to the information provided by Emperor Yu Xuan, the Dragon Domain was also extremely powerful.

There are dragon totems, several immortal lords and dragon lord-level powerhouses, and a powerful army like the Weilong Army.

Even without Lu Xiaotian, the possibility of him conquering the Dragon Domain head-on with his current strength is extremely slim. He can only find another way, such as taking the opportunity to divide and destroy the various forces in the Dragon Domain, or to take the infiltration method from the beginning, secretly approaching the Dragon Clan totem and making a move without alerting the Dragon Clan army.

Both methods carry risks, and the Immortal Realm doesn't have much power to support him right now. The greatest support they can give him is to keep Lu Xiaotian in the Immortal Realm.

All of this is based on the premise that the Evil Heavenly Dragon himself suffers no losses. Once he is damaged here, such as losing the Eight-Sided Exquisite Pearl of Linyi City, his subsequent actions will only become more and more difficult.

He was really unlucky this time, encountering trouble one after another along the way, and the resentment and gloom this time were far stronger than before.

Now that they're in a difficult situation, the evil dragon has no way to extricate itself directly.

"Evil Soul Purgatory!" the Evil Turbid Heavenly Dragon roared, and ten skeletal dragon shadows emanating gray aura appeared around him, flying towards the direction of the Evil Blade Eight-Sided Exquisite Pagoda.

The opponent is not only powerful, but what's more troublesome is that we still haven't been able to sense their exact location.

However, if you can't sense the other party, you can try to force this guy to show himself.

The vengeful spirits tend to attack the soul more, and his Evil Soul Purgatory also focuses on the soul; it all comes down to who can gain the upper hand.

If this tactic fails to subdue the opponent, even in an unfavorable situation, we must find a way to stop the losses; otherwise, the consequences of dragging things out will only increase.

Roar! Ten gray dragon shadows pierced through the air and shot away, exhaling streams of gray dragon breath. The dark clouds in front of them were annihilated under the dragon breath.

The ten trapped tornadoes appeared and disappeared intermittently, and one could vaguely see that the surface of each tornado was covered with a dense array of white bones.

The dragon's breath alternated, carrying a powerful suppression on the primordial spirit. Ordinary vengeful spirits simply could not withstand the refining and killing power of this turbid purgatory.

Ten dragon breaths were no ordinary attack. These breaths overlapped and overlapped, creating an area like a purgatory where ordinary vengeful spirits could be instantly annihilated and reduced to nothingness. A large number of skeletons affected by the attack were also dissolving at a visible rate.

The ten gray dragon shadows fought their way to the vicinity of the previous tornado and initially joined forces with it.

However, the slight joy in Evil Dragon's eyes quickly froze as vengeful clouds gathered towards him from a more distant area.

His attack was powerful enough, but it still couldn't do anything to his opponent.

In contrast, the powerful being lurking in the shadows used simple and unassuming methods, yet it exuded an overwhelming sense of unstoppable momentum.

The power of this cloud of resentment was probably no less than that of the Four Heavenly Emperors. The Evil Turbid Dragon was shaken. Two powerful methods in a row failed to work, and the Evil Turbid Dragon had a bad feeling.

The enemy's strength has exceeded expectations, and if things drag on any longer, things will only get worse.

The evil dragon had already considered retreating, but instead of retreating, it advanced and instantly disappeared into the dark clouds.

The powerful being in the resentful clouds was too late to stop it. After arriving near the Eight-Sided Exquisite Pearl of the Turbid Blade and the Turbid Purgatory, the Turbid Heavenly Dragon once again unleashed the Turbid Flames.

Instantly, the evil spirits were burned and countless skeletons were killed, completely freeing the Eight-Sided Exquisite Pearl of the Evil Blade. Before the powerful enemy could surround it again, the Evil Turbid Heavenly Dragon withdrew and left.

At this moment, a burst of laughter, shouts, scolding, and sobbing arose one after another, the mixed sounds seemingly carrying a strange magic.

Countless crimson and eerie green eyes swirled from the surrounding dark clouds, seemingly forming a massive vortex. The evil dragon encountered immense resistance when it tried to extricate itself.

He tried to sever this restraint several times with his sword, but the restraint from his soul would immediately reappear. The countless, intertwined gazes seemed to be hooked at his scattered divine consciousness.

When the evil dragon tries to force its way out, it causes a strange pain to his soul, forcing him to slow down his escape.

As this continued, the pressure around him grew stronger and stronger. The evil dragon was horrified, realizing that if this continued, he would likely be trapped and die here sooner or later.

The opponent's attacks weren't particularly sharp, but they came wave after wave, making them extremely difficult to deal with. Once you were hooked, it was like a leech clinging to your bone; the longer it dragged on, the worse it became.

Hesitation only leads to more trouble. The Evil Heavenly Dragon forcibly severed part of his divine consciousness, retrieved the Eight-Sided Exquisite Pearl of the Turbid Blade, and fled far away after the Turbid Purgatory, enduring the pain in his primordial spirit.

The Evil Heavenly Dragon's escape was swift enough; despite repeated attacks from dark clouds behind him, he narrowly missed his target and successfully escaped the Ten Thousand Python Palace. (End of Chapter)