Become a fairy alone

The dragon army and the immortal army were mostly separated, and they were preparing to further cut off the enemy's pursuit route before considering withdrawing at the appropriate time. However, before he could react, the several Azure Sky Banners of the Broken Domain that he had unleashed spontaneously combusted without warning.

"The Dragon Lord is here!" Ancestor Kongji's heart pounded wildly. He immediately realized what was happening and abandoned his army to flee without hesitation.

He was a renowned Immortal Lord-level expert who had cultivated the laws of space to a considerable degree. Among his peers, even if Immortal Lord Yu Hua himself took action, he would not be able to resist without any power, and would not even have time to react.

Fearing Lu Xiaotian's fearsome reputation, since he took charge of this place, he has directly killed very few dragons.

However, after the large-scale battle and several attempts to stop the enemy, the Dragon Clan suffered heavy casualties. Falling into Lu Xiaotian's hands, their fate was worrying. Given the formidable power Lu Xiaotian had displayed, the Void Ancestor fled for his life immediately, filled with extreme fear.

Just as the Void Ancestor was fleeing, a mighty dragon swept across the entire battlefield, instantly suppressing the momentum of the immortal army.

The once bloody and chaotic battlefield seemed to instantly become clear and empty. Countless miles away in the distance, two beautiful women and an old man with white hair and beard followed the leading figure in blue robes and silver hair, traversing endless space.

The height of the sky is immeasurable, and the depth of the earth is also immeasurable, but in front of that slightly slender seven-foot body, heaven and earth seem to shrink. That figure is beyond the measure of heaven and earth. One moment he seemed to be outside this world, and the next he was already close at hand.

"Welcome, Dragon Lord!" The millions of dragons inside and outside the battlefield were all thrilled by this sight.

They come from the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas, from the desolate sea, from the Immortal Realm, and even from some inconspicuous dark corners of the Demon Realm. They have different origins, but they all have one thing in common: the Dragon Clan!
Most of them had lived in the shadows under the oppression of the entire immortal realm, wandering aimlessly, never knowing when disaster would befall them.

Most of them had experienced the capture, killing, and soul extraction of their relatives, friends, or clansmen. The very few who came from the demon realm or the monster realm had living conditions that were not much better than those in the immortal realm; they still lived under the oppression of various races.

These millions of dragons were scattered across the land, suffering oppression and their lives were threatened in countless ways, like a pile of loose sand.

For countless years, they had lived this way, and they had become accustomed to it. It wasn't until this figure in green robes and silver hair swept across the world and brought these scattered people together that they realized the immortal army that had once oppressed and wantonly slaughtered them was nothing more than that.

They discovered that they could live in the sunlight, no longer needing to hide, and their lives were no longer in the hands of others.

They remained largely uninvolved in the Dragon Realm War, the Desolate Sea War, and the Moonshadow Forest War, yet their sense of identification with the dragon race reached an unprecedented level.

Previously, the Void Ancestor was still an insurmountable mountain in front of these dragons. Under his command, the immortal army slowly but steadily advanced along the Xuanyong Plank Road.

The Dragon Clan army is generally stronger than the Immortal Army in front of them, but the most elite troops are always reserved to guard against any possible attacks from the Void Ancestor.

A Celestial Lord-level monster of the Space Realm does indeed have the ability to turn the tide of battle in a short period of time in certain specific battlefields. With such an old monster presiding over the Celestial Army, Yue Hanyun, as the commander of this army, has to be on his guard.

Before the Six Extremes Dragon Palace withdrew to Nine Central City, a large number of dragons, mainly from the Four Seas Dragon Palace, had already gathered here.

However, the Six Extremes Dragon Palace was much stronger, so Yue Hanyun naturally took over command when they went to war.

Seeing that the Void Ancestor had made a move, he was preparing to lead the elites of the Six Extremes Dragon Palace to press forward when Lu Xiaotian unexpectedly returned from the Demon Realm.

Yue Hanyun and all the other dragons were overjoyed. Even with the protection of the Puppet Emperor, they were not in danger of total annihilation even if they were defeated.

However, the Puppet Emperor was, after all, an outsider to them, and under normal circumstances, he wouldn't care much about them. For example, the hundreds of thousands of dragons lost in the previous battles—if the Dragon Lord were here, how could so many of his races have died?

The roar of millions of dragons echoed throughout the Xuanyong Battlefield, instantly boosting the dragons' morale to its peak.

In stark contrast, the celestial army was terrified, their faces pale. Under the overwhelming dragon's might, they even forgot to flee for a moment.

Or rather, they trembled with fear under this aura, losing five or six tenths of their strength. The terrifying pressure was everywhere in the world, and most of the immortal army didn't even know where to flee.

"You escaped pretty quickly." Facing the old acquaintance, Ancestor Kongji, Lu Xiaotian originally wanted to keep him here, but who knew that this guy was exceptionally well-prepared.

The Void Ancestor had left himself many escape routes, and his reaction was swift enough that he immediately withdrew as soon as he sensed something was wrong, even disregarding the countless immortal soldiers on the Xuanyong Battlefield. Such decisiveness was too much for Lu Xiaotian to stop.

"To escape safely, we need to leave something behind." Lu Xiaotian flicked his finger, and a burst of energy gathered into a blurry sword shadow, slowly advancing towards the Xuanyong Battle Path.

It didn't seem to be moving very fast, but wherever it passed, the celestial army collapsed at a visible speed along the Xuanyong Plank Road. As for the celestial army that was at the forefront, it naturally suffered the same fate, and before it could put up any resistance, its body disintegrated under this terrifying sword intent.

*Pfft!* Deep within the Xuanyong Plank Road, the Void Ancestor stumbled out, glancing back in alarm, not even having time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Such terrifying sword intent! No wonder it can run rampant in the Demon Realm. With such strength, I'm afraid..." Ancestor Kongji took a deep breath and didn't say anything more.

To say anything more would be to offend the Emperor's majesty. Unfortunately, he was assigned to this Xuanyong Plank Road. Ancestor Kongji had long anticipated that he might face the terrifying Lord of the Dragon Domain, and had prepared an escape route for himself in advance during this great battle.

Even so, he was still injured by that terrifying sword intent, but this was already the best outcome, and the Void Ancestor had no more desires.

As for the Celestial Army's Elder Kongji behind him, he couldn't care less. Fortunately, Lu Xiaotian only destroyed the Xuanyong Plank Road and didn't intend to attack the other Celestial Army members.

Without the Xuanyong Plank Road, very few of the scattered immortal troops would survive. However, since the Heavenly Emperor was willing to provide assistance, there was still a glimmer of hope.

The immortal army on this mysterious plank road was plunged into despair, while the dragon army on the opposite side was in a frenzy like never before.

"You don't need to worry about this place anymore, go and rest," Lu Xiaotian said.

"Yes, Dragon Lord!" Yue Hanyun replied, cupping his hands in greeting.

In the next instant, Lu Xiaotian took a step forward and arrived inside the immortal city guarded by the Dragon Clan. "Dragon Lord!" Yue Jifeng hurriedly struggled to get up and bow to Lu Xiaotian, his eyes filled with anticipation.

He suffered this severe injury more than 100,000 years ago. A Yuan Shen Dragon Body Realm expert is no different from a cripple. The reason he has survived until now is mainly due to the legacy left by his master, the Lord of the Six Extremes Palace.

Yue Jifeng was no longer able to mobilize the dragon essence within his body, and had become a useless person, for him, life was worse than death.

When the Demon Clan attacked the Six Extremes Dragon Palace, Yue Jifeng had the idea of ​​sharing the fate of the Dragon Palace. It was only after the appearance of the Dragon Lord that he was told he could heal his injuries. However, at that time, Lu Xiaotian was busy with battles and could not spare the time to deal with his problem.

The Dragon Lord's departure lasted for nearly ten thousand years. Fortunately, news from the Demon Realm kept coming in. Yue Jifeng was deeply shaken and kept waiting for Lu Xiaotian's return.

After waiting for so long, I finally met the person in question, and I was so excited that I couldn't contain myself.

"The demon that injured you back then was no ordinary creature." Lu Xiaotian didn't say much, and checked the other party's injuries again.

"That demon's strength was similar to mine. It was because I lacked experience that I entered its formation while searching for treasure. I fought it for several months, but in the end, I was unable to withstand its power and fell victim to its tricks."

Fortunately, the younger generation managed to pry open a crack in the enemy's formation amidst the chaos of battle, allowing him to escape. However, his cultivation level suffered as a result, and he eventually became a cripple. "Yue Jifeng said with a wry smile.

"This technique is a method of sealing the soul and cutting off the meridians. It has been deeply rooted in your body for more than 100,000 years."

There are two ways to resolve the chronic illness in your body. One is for me to remove it directly for you, which is safe and risk-controlled, but your cultivation level will drop to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The second method involves using elixirs to stimulate the recovery of your internal dragon essence, allowing you to overcome your stubborn illness on your own. This method will turn your body into a battlefield, and you may eventually die from this conflict,” Lu Xiaotian said.

"Can the second method preserve my cultivation?" A hint of madness appeared in Yue Jifeng's eyes.

"It's a near-death experience, and you might even lose a lot of strength, perhaps not even maintaining your Great Luo Golden Immortal level cultivation. If you can seize that sliver of opportunity, you might achieve something extraordinary." Lu Xiaotian had no intention of hiding anything from the other party.

"To be reborn from the ashes, I choose the second option. My master died fighting for the Dragon Clan, and I, as his disciple, cannot be mediocre. If it weren't for the Dragon Lord giving me hope later, I would have died long ago." Yue Jifeng's eyes were filled with determination.

“Good. With the courage to face death, there is hope for success. If the Dragon Clan wants to revive, it needs more people like your master to step forward.” Lu Xiaotian nodded.

The two had only met twice, so there was no deep friendship between them. Of the millions of dragons he had saved, only the Lord of the Six Extremes Palace left a deep impression on him.

The deaths of one or two dragons, or even hundreds of thousands, wouldn't affect him much right now. However, Lu Xiaotian still had some expectations for Yue Jifeng. This guy possessed the rare Ice Soul Shadow Dragon bloodline, and the Six Extremes Palace Master probably took him as a disciple for this reason.

To leave such a rare dragon bloodline unused and merely use it for survival would be a huge waste for Lu Xiaotian or the entire dragon race.

If the Dragon Clan wants to continue to grow stronger, it needs more rising stars like Yue Jifeng to step forward. Relying solely on Lu Xiaotian, or even the current Dragon Lords, will make it difficult to support the great battles to come.

"Please, Dragon Lord, cast your spell." Yue Jifeng had been lying in bed for so many years and was eager to recover.

Everyone else, including his master, was helpless in his situation. Now he finally saw hope. The Dragon Lord himself had taken action, an opportunity that was hard to come by even in the entire realm.

"You seem rather impatient. Although I am not too picky about my environment, you must stay true to yourself. You must know that haste makes waste. If there is even the slightest flaw in your mindset, you will most likely not be able to withstand the pain of your physical body and your primordial spirit being burned."

Lu Xiaotian flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind and clouds surged in the void. As various laws and profound mysteries intertwined, a huge alchemy furnace took shape.

"Body like a melting furnace, heart like cinnabar, forged into an icy soul, eternally cold; fiery domain, ever-flowing, illuminating the three souls and seven spirits; the Great Dao is formless, the dragon roams through eternity without a trace."

Just as Yue Jifeng entered the alchemy furnace, Lu Xiaotian's calm voice resounded in his mind, yet it was as deafening as a thunderbolt. Yue Jifeng's body trembled involuntarily, as if the technique Lu Xiaotian had imparted to him had stirred up a certain source of power within his body.

Yue Jifeng had known before that his bloodline might be extraordinary, and he always cultivated the same techniques faster and achieved better results than others.

However, the Six Extremes Dragon Palace has no such lineage. Neither he himself nor his master, the Lord of the Six Extremes Palace, could understand the origin of his bloodline. They only knew that his bloodline had unique advantages when cultivating ice-type techniques.

Judging from the current situation, the Dragon Lord should understand the situation inside his body. With just a spell, the blood in his body, which had been suppressed for more than 100,000 years by the Soul Sealing and Meridian Severing, seemed to begin to pulsate, and a trace of power that could not be felt before was awakened.

Compared to the stubborn methods of sealing the soul and severing the meridians, this power is still extremely weak. However, over the years, his body and even his primordial spirit have been severed and sealed in his limbs and bones.

After being a cripple for so many years, he finally felt a faint trace of power. Even if it was faint, it was still incredibly precious to Yue Jifeng.

He wasn't in a hurry to break through the deeply rooted Soul-Sealing Meridian in his body. Instead, he circulated the technique taught to him by Lu Xiaotian, slowly sensing this precious power.

As the disciple of the Six Extremes Palace Master, Yue Jifeng is the strongest figure in the Six Extremes Dragon Palace besides the Palace Master, so he naturally has keen insight.

He knew that this power came from his own bloodline. The Dragon Lord must know the source of his bloodline, but he did not tell him the secret of the bloodline. However, the Dragon Lord must have had his reasons for doing so.

The seal within the body is too stubborn to be broken in a short time. It's a matter of life and death, not something that can be done easily. It requires a long period of accumulating strength, as well as stimulation from other aspects. The power surging in the blood alone is not enough to achieve the goal.

The moment the thought crossed Yue Jifeng's mind, he felt the surroundings begin to heat up. Glancing around, he saw crimson and blue flames appearing outside the massive furnace.

At the same time, dozens of different precious medicinal plants were put into the furnace, and without much refining, they were directly transformed into various medicinal liquids.

Different medicinal liquids transformed into dragon shapes, swimming within the cauldron. The roars of these dragons reverberated outwards, their sonic waves cleansing Yue Jifeng's soul and constantly resonating within his body. (End of Chapter)