Battle Through the Heavens: Starting from the Jia Ma Empire

Chapter 223 Emerging from Seclusion

Just as Xiao Yan and Yao Lao were excitedly discussing the advancement of the Burning Technique, deep within the endless magma of this vast land, in a strange space...

A tall, imposing man dressed in a magnificent purple-gold robe was calmly gazing at the purple-gold cocoon of light before him. Upon closer inspection, one could see a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Zi Yan, you have finally completed the inheritance of the Dragon Clan's royal bloodline. I, the Emperor, have finally passed on the Dragon Clan's legacy, and Zi Yan has also gained the means to protect herself!"

"roar"

Just then, a majestic dragon roar suddenly rang out in the space, but if you listened carefully, you could hear that the voice was immature.

At this moment, the old dragon emperor Zhukun's gaze dimmed almost imperceptibly, a trace of guilt hard to conceal.

"In the end, it was my fault. I coveted the legacy of that old scoundrel Tuoshe Ancient Emperor, but instead I was captured by him for thousands of years, which caused Ziyan to lose the most orthodox training of the dragon clan."

Zhu Kun clenched his fists, his anger rising uncontrollably. "Even with the Emperor's essence blood and royal inheritance, he has only barely reached the level of an ordinary royal."

"Even if he manages to reach the level of a Nine-Star Dou Sheng in the future, he will still be no match for the emperors of past dynasties. That old scoundrel Tuoshe is truly despicable!"

"roar"

Just then, the dragon's roar sounded again, but it was very different from the usual roar of the ancient dragon of the Void. Moreover, the dragon's might contained within it surprised even Zhu Kun.

Even with his peak Nine-Star Dou Sheng cultivation level, he could still feel a barely perceptible pressure from that dragon's roar, which was beyond his imagination.

It's important to understand that even after receiving the royal inheritance, Zi Yan has only reached the level of a high-level Dou Zong. Of course, this is all due to Zhu Kun's suppression, preventing her combat power from falling behind as her cultivation level increases. That's why Zi Yan hasn't reached the Dou Zun realm.

Even after reaching the Dou Zun realm, the gap between him and Zhu Kun was still vast. This dragon's might actually made him feel a strange sense of oppression, which was truly unbelievable to him.

"Wait a minute, how come this aura is so similar to that of Lin Feng?"

Zhu Kun seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself, "Could it be because of that powerful cultivation technique from the dragon race of the upper realm?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Kun subconsciously activated the True Dragon Body Forging Technique. A strange feeling appeared again, a faint warm current flowing through the depths of his body, as if his blood was boiling slightly.

Of course, this warm current was too weak, and even a soul at the Zhukun Emperor Realm sometimes found it difficult to perceive.

However, how could a powerhouse of his caliber be mistaken? This was precisely why he firmly believed that this cultivation technique originated from the Dragon Clan of the Upper Realm. Because a cultivation technique capable of even slightly enhancing the bloodline of a top expert like himself on the Dou Qi Continent was absolutely unique on the Dou Qi Continent.

Or rather, it has been lost with the departure of the emperors, because the Dragon Emperor's inheritance that he himself possessed was the most outstanding inheritance of the Ancient Dragon of the Void.

"Perhaps, with this cultivation technique from the upper realm, Zi Yan can even break through to the Dou Di realm! Or, she might find the vanished Emperor Qi!"

Zhu Kun's eyes were filled with a burning desire. "Perhaps, I, the Emperor, can even take this a step further, capture Emperor Dan, and thus become the first Emperor in tens of thousands of years!"

"Snap!"

Just as Zhu Kun began to pay more and more attention to the "True Dragon Body Forging Technique", a sound of something breaking pulled him back to reality.

"roar"

After a dragon's roar, a giant purple-gold dragon emerged from the cocoon of light and began to soar through the silent space. Its agile figure and perfect form exuded nobility.

Meanwhile, Zhu Kun, inside the space, looked at the flying dragon with a satisfied smile, his eyes filled with doting affection.

"Bang!"

After flying around for a while, the giant dragon suddenly attacked Zhukun. Just before it reached him, it transformed into a young girl with purple hair.

Wearing a white dress, which appeared on her at some unknown time, it was none other than Miss Zi Yan!

"Zi Yan, you have now received the most powerful Dragon Emperor inheritance of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, and your cultivation level has leaped to the peak of the seventh rank. For your age, you are already considered top-tier in the clan!"

Zhu Kun mentally estimated Zi Yan's birth time; it had only been a few decades since she hatched. This short period of time was extremely young, not only according to the timeline of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan, but even by the lifespan of a human Dou Zong!

"However, due to my mistakes, you lost too much nourishment from the dragon clan's treasures during your growth. Even now, with my own blood and essence, I can't rebuild your foundation to the same level as I was back then!"

At this point, a trace of guilt flashed in Zhu Kun's purple-gold eyes, which was quickly replaced by anger towards Emperor Tuoshe.

"snort!"

Hearing Zhu Kun's words of remorse, Zi Yan merely snorted, unsure what to say. This guy had abandoned her in those mountains for the sake of Dou Di Meng, where she had suffered endless bullying. If it weren't for meeting Old Man Su Qian, she might now be just a wild person who had eaten the Transformation Grass.

Then, she was even more fortunate to meet Lin Feng. Thinking about this, Zi Yan suddenly felt that everything seemed pretty good.

Moreover, she could see the guilt this guy felt towards her; Miss Ziyan was not just a reckless person who only knew how to eat pills and fight.

"So what if I didn't receive training from the Dragon Clan? Lin Feng will help me. I obtained that body-tempering technique because of Lin Feng!"

Not knowing what to say, Zi Yan could only bring out the cultivation technique and then excitedly clench her fist, instantly shattering her aloof demeanor.

"In the future, I will become an empress, and then I, the empress, will rescue you!"

Looking at the adorable Zi Yan, Zhu Kun's heart was touched, and he felt even more regretful for abandoning her back then to come and seek the opportunity to become a Dou Di.

"Haha, then your father will thank our future Empress in advance!"

Enveloped in tenderness, Zhu Kun laughed heartily, glancing discreetly into the depths of the space, and secretly made a decision.

"Hmph, just you wait!"

Miss Zi Yan gave a rather arrogant snort, and then Zhu Kun began to give Zi Yan special training, bringing in the lizardmen guarding the perimeter as stepping stones for Zi Yan to familiarize herself with the dragon race's heritage.

"roar"

After a dragon's roar, the lizardmen's momentum diminished by twenty percent. The majesty of the dragon race was not something ordinary magical beasts could withstand. Of course, to fully hone Ziyan's skills, Zhukun even summoned many eighth-tier lizardmen.

Many times, Zi Yan was covered in wounds, but of course, this was just commonplace for the extremely warlike Ancient Dragon Clan. All the previous Dragon Emperors, and even most of the dragons, had gone through this process, and Zi Yan, whose bloodline flowed with this warlike spirit, was no exception.

Of course, Dragon Island is a large island and has all kinds of dragons. Salty fish dragons that don't want to fight naturally exist in the endless history of Dragon Island.

However, given the dragons' generous nature, they wouldn't care. They would just be waiting to get beaten up when other dragons get ready to fight.

Some peculiar dragons even developed an interest in alchemy, wanting to become human alchemists despite their magical beast form.

Of course, the dragons wouldn't laugh at you. No matter what your ambition is, as long as you can swing your fist when the fighting spirit rises, that's enough!

As Zhu Kun recalled the interesting events on Dragon Island, Miss Zi Yan also began to quickly master the royal inheritance. Of course, the price was that the Dou Zun powerhouse among the lizardmen suffered increasingly severe injuries.

These eighth-tier lizardmen, filled with bitterness, sensed the aura emanating from Zi Yan, which was identical to that of their guardian, and dared not unleash their full power.

Otherwise, even with the inheritance of the Zi Yan royal family and the realm of a high-level Dou Zong, it would be easy to suppress a lizardman who had just entered the eighth rank, but to kill him would be extremely difficult.

Even the weakest races are not to be underestimated once they reach the eighth rank. Moreover, this endless lava is the lizardmen's home ground.

Born and raised in this magma land, they naturally possess unique skills in utilizing magma, which caused Zi Yan considerable suffering at the beginning.

After all, very few magical beasts are not afraid of the high temperatures of fire!

Fortunately, her spatial talent, etched deep within her bloodline, eventually allowed her to find a way to counter it, traversing the endless void and searching for the perfect opportunity to strike.

Seeing this, Zhu Kun couldn't help but nod. "It seems Zi Yan's talent in spatial manipulation is quite impressive!"

"Perhaps it's because they've obtained the spatial insights contained within my blood essence. Although their spatial application at this level isn't very proficient, some of their ideas are even more astonishing than when I was at this level!"

Deep within the endless magma, while Zi Yan was undergoing special training, Lin Feng on the ground was gradually awakening from his long period of seclusion.

"Buzz"

Inside the cave, the energy of heaven and earth remained unchanged, but the void hidden in the real world was experiencing a series of storms, as if some powerful being proficient in space had suddenly awakened and disrupted the space here.

"Already, a Seven-Star Dou Zong?"

Inside the dark cave, a voice slowly rose, sounding somewhat hoarse, as if it hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Crackling and popping."

Lin Feng slowly rose to his feet, his bones cracking as he stretched. Meanwhile, deep within the space hidden beneath the true heavens, the boundless spatial energy seemed to suddenly surge violently.

"call"

However, as Lin Feng exhaled a breath of stale air, the space instantly calmed down.

"The greatest opportunity of the Dragon Emperor's essence blood lies not only in the ability to quickly improve one's cultivation level, but also in the fact that one does not need to spend extra time accumulating energy."

Lin Feng summarized the gains from this seclusion, "More importantly, it contains the inheritance of the most advanced spatial techniques in the Dou Qi Continent. Although everything about the Dragon Clan has been erased by the Dragon Emperor, the understanding of space has remained."

"boom"

With a casual wave of his hand, Lin Feng created a rotating spatial passage in front of him. Within the passage, invisible spatial forces were constantly cutting through it, their destination unknown.

"Is this one of the most important talents that allows dragons to roam the world—space?"

Lin Feng's tone was filled with amazement. He had only absorbed the Dragon Emperor's insights, yet he was already able to open up spatial channels and achieve long-distance teleportation at the advanced Dou Zong level.

And how powerful are those ancient dragons of the Void who are born with spatial bloodlines?

Thinking that Zi Yan could tear through space and retrieve spiritual herbs hidden in the treasure pavilion when she was at the Battle King or even Battle Spirit level, Lin Feng couldn't help but gasp.

Before he came into contact with the power of space, although he thought it was terrifying, he did not have such a deep understanding of it. Now he truly felt the unique advantages of the dragon race.

The dragons who received the orthodox dragon lineage on Dragon Island, although their bloodline is not as noble as Zi Yan's, are certainly not much weaker than Zi Yan after receiving the inheritance.

Shaking his head, Lin Feng banished these thoughts from his mind, but instead of leaving seclusion immediately, he focused his mind on the depths of his soul and arrived at the territory where the "Old Man of Eagle Mountain" was being suppressed.

"My lord, please spare me! Whatever you wish to know, I'm willing to tell you everything, even serve you as a slave, just please spare my life!"

The moment Lin Feng focused his mind, a hoarse and weak voice quickly rang out. It was the "Old Man of Eagle Mountain" whose soul power Lin Feng had intermittently absorbed for half a year.

His weak voice revealed how ruthlessly Lin Feng had exploited him, while Lin Feng's gains were substantial.

Although he had to spare the man's life and wait for him to recover, Lin Feng only absorbed his soul power for about four months. Even so, he felt that his soul had taken another big step towards the Spirit Realm.

If Lin Feng were someone with a system panel, he would find a number like +1 appearing frequently in the Soul section.

If we consider the period between the Perfect Mortal Realm and the Spirit Realm as a progress bar, Lin Feng's progress bar has already exceeded one-third.

In fact, Lin Feng is no longer in a hurry to extract the secrets of this "Old Man of Eagle Mountain." Without the certainty of controlling him and knowing whether his words are true or false, Lin Feng's primary goal right now is to continuously absorb his soul power and advance to the Spirit Realm Soul stage as soon as possible.

Therefore, after observing the state of "Old Man Eagle Mountain" and ensuring that he could not escape, Lin Feng ignored his struggles and pleas for mercy and gradually disappeared from his mind.

Seeing this, the "Old Man of Eagle Mountain" immediately began to curse in despair.

"You devil, how dare you imprison me! Just wait for the army of my people!"

(End of this chapter)