Mushroom Man

"Soul...Explosion..."

On the surface of the ancient clock, the faint light flickered like a candle in the wind, and a barely audible murmur quietly dissipated.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Dragon King's body suddenly stiffened, and an ominous premonition instantly surged into his heart.

His gaze suddenly sharpened like a knife, and he abruptly turned to look at Long Zhong...

"boom!!!"

A thunderous roar erupted!

The wisp of soul attached to the dragon bell suddenly exploded, and a terrifying shockwave swept out like a tsunami.

Perhaps it is because this wisp of soul comes from Zhuge Huowang, the Soul Immortal.

Therefore, even if it is just a split soul, the soul foundation it contains is extraordinary, far surpassing the previous fish-dragon souls.

Once detonated, the power it unleashed was so great that even the Golden Dragon King had to take a half-step back.

“So brave!!!”

Upon seeing this, the Golden Dragon King's eyes widened in fury, and he roared in anger.

The anger that had subsided after killing the Silver Dragon King surged again.

With a sudden wave of his sleeve, his immense inner energy transformed into an invisible barrier, forcefully enveloping and gathering the aftershocks of the soul explosion.

As the smoke cleared, Longshang's miserable state was starkly revealed.

The already cracked bell now has several more deep wounds that expose the bone.

Amidst the flying fragments, the dragon bell teetered on the brink of collapse. Though not completely disintegrated, it was already at its last gasp and could no longer hold on.

Even though the Golden Dragon King reacted quickly and quelled the effects of the soul explosion in the first instance, Long Zhong was still inevitably severely injured like never before.

As a result, the mirage that shrouded the Dragon Palace became illusory and uncertain, with cracks spreading across the sky.

Through the gaps, the underwater scenery is clearly visible, and you can even catch a glimpse of the occasional sea creature swimming by.

Far away in the West Palace, Wu Liang, who was feeling utterly hopeless and preparing to jump into the well with Ao Miaoyin in a desperate attempt, suddenly noticed the strange phenomenon of the mirage.

"This is?"

"I got exactly what I wanted, is there really a turning point?"

Wu Liang was overjoyed and quickly looked up at the sky, never expecting such a turn of events.

However, it doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, but once you do, you will be shocked!
His pupils suddenly contracted as he saw a face so familiar it sent chills down his spine through the crack in the sky!

……

The seabed outside the Dragon Palace.

The moment 'Ah Hong' self-destructed, the three thousand fragments of her soul waiting outside suddenly opened their eyes.

"The evil spirit has vanished..."

"The benevolent spirit has vanished..."

"Something's happened inside..."

The three thousand fragments of the soul were talking to themselves, speaking their own words.

Thousands of sounds overlapped and intertwined, echoing continuously in the deep sea.

Before the words were even finished, the gazes of the three thousand divided souls all locked onto the Dragon Palace.

In their eyes, the enormous Dragon Palace was as small as the palm of their hand.

The giant face, formed from thousands of souls, pressed itself against the crack in the mirage, peering towards the Dragon Palace.

That glance happened to meet Wu Liang's gaze, who was hiding in the West Palace and looking up.

In the eyes of Wu Liang and the group of dragon people, it appeared as if several cracks had suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then a face even larger than the palace peered out from the gap.

The icy gaze was so intense that it instantly plunged the entire Dragon Palace into a deathly silence.

This scene is absolutely terrifying.

"Fuck me!"

Wu Liang couldn't help but swear, and the hope that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished.

"This isn't a turning point at all, it's a living devil coming to take your life!"

On the other hand, the three thousand divided souls burst into deafening laughter upon discovering Wu Liang.

Thousands of voices rang out in unison: "Hahaha...Found it!"

"So this kid was hiding here after all!" "I've searched high and low without finding him, and now he's right here without any effort at all! Hahaha!"

In an instant, the terrifying aura unique to immortals swept in through the crack.

The dragon people, who had been cheering and shouting for the Golden Dragon King, suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Under this aura, they trembled and collapsed to the ground, not even having the courage to lift their heads.

The difference between immortals and mortals is only one word, but it is as different as heaven and earth.

His mere aura was enough to intimidate mortals, making them dare not look directly at the appearance of an immortal.

All living beings in the Dragon Palace trembled with fear.

Only the Golden Dragon King withstood the terrifying pressure brought by the immortal aura, his eyes blazing as he stared at the sky.

"What immortal dares to offend the Dragon Palace!"

Ignoring the might of the immortals, the Golden Dragon King questioned them sternly.

However, in the eyes of the three thousand divided souls, even someone as powerful as the Golden Dragon King was nothing more than an ant.

How could the cawing of ants possibly reach the ears of three thousand divided souls?
At this moment, the three thousand divided souls only had eyes for Wu Liang.

"Let's see where you run now..."

The arrogant laughter of the three thousand divided souls gradually subsided, and they turned expressionless, speaking coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the crack in the mirage, tearing at it forcefully in an attempt to completely destroy it.

The enormous Dragon Palace was shaken by the earthquake, as if the sky had collapsed.

"Damn..."

Upon seeing this scene, the Golden Dragon King immediately recognized that this person was the same Holy Cult demon mentioned in the letter from the villain.

Without a second thought, he immediately summoned the dilapidated Dragon Bell, attempting to single-handedly resist the Holy Cult's demon and stabilize the mirage.

The Golden Dragon King desperately channeled his inner energy into the dragon bell.

"Thump thump thump, thump thump thump, thump thump thump..."

The bell trembled violently, and the sound rang out nine times in succession.

Throughout the history of the Dragon Palace, the nine-tone bell has never been heard before.

Once the bell tolls nine times, it signifies that the Dragon Palace has reached a critical juncture of life and death.

"Om-"

With the nine chimes, the entire Dragon Palace seemed to come alive!
Instantly, beams of light shot up from the four cardinal directions: east, south, west, and north.

These four directions correspond precisely to the East Hall, West Hall, Dragon Prison, and Dragon Palace Treasury...

Without a doubt, this was also the trump card that the Dragonman Mushroom Fairy left for the Dragon Palace.

Four beams of light, carrying wisps of celestial aura of the sixth rank, surged into the mirage.

Suddenly, the mirage in the sky, which had been on the verge of collapse, actually began to stabilize.

"Ok?"

Only now did the three thousand divided souls notice the Golden Dragon King, this insignificant ant.

He truly hadn't expected that a mere mortal would dare to obstruct him.

The three thousand divided souls were enraged and wanted to break through the mirage in one fell swoop.

However, with the infusion of the celestial energy of Qingxia, the mirage actually managed to block the three thousand fragments of the soul, preventing them from advancing even an inch.

"Cough cough..."

Having endured numerous fierce battles, the Golden Dragon King already had very little true energy left. Now, he forcibly activated the Dragon Bell and mobilized the Dragon Palace's backup plan.

This left him physically and mentally exhausted, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

However, that alone is not enough to bring him down.

The Golden Dragon King's face flushed red as he stood like an iron tower at the center of the oppressive aura of the three thousand divided souls.

Entrusted with the task of protecting the broken dragon, he soared to the heavens and, with the help of the azure immortal energy left behind by the previous palace masters, wrestled with the three thousand fragmented souls.

One of them tore at the sky, attempting to invade the Dragon Palace.

One of them closed the sky curtain in an attempt to protect the Dragon Palace.

After a back-and-forth exchange, they reached a stalemate for a time… (End of Chapter)