Chapter 179 Dragon Aura [Part Two]

Above the main hall, on the dragon throne, a nearly solidified, enormous, ink-black dragon shadow coiled and swirled, firmly protecting Emperor Ji Wudi in the center.

The giant dragon suddenly raised its head and let out a roar that shook the heavens. The sound waves reverberated throughout the hall, making the beams and pillars hum.

"Oh no, Master! This person is trying to break free from the dream's shackles!"

Luo Sha's voice suddenly rang out, filled with barely concealed urgency and panic, but it was almost inaudible amidst the earth-shattering dragon roar.

However, she didn't need to say anything more.

Ji Wudi, who had been standing frozen like a stone, suddenly had the black mist surging deep in his eyes torn apart and dissipated by an invisible force.

His dragon robe, embroidered with golden dragons, fluttered and rustled even without wind, and an aura of unparalleled dominance suddenly rose up.

Followed by.

A visible white shockwave exploded outwards from him, sweeping wildly in all directions. Wherever it passed, tables and chairs in the hall were overturned, and the air was torn apart with a hissing sound.

Hu Long's hair danced wildly, but his body remained rooted to the spot like a javelin, without making a sound.

"How dare you trespass into my Ji family's Penglai territory? You have quite the nerve!"

As soon as Ji Wudi opened his eyes, he met Hu Long's strange gaze.

In an instant.

My mind suddenly felt heavy, as if an invisible giant hand was reaching into my skull.

The senses around me are being rapidly stripped away; sound, light, and breath—everything is becoming blurry and distant.

"Psychological attack?!"

Emperor Ji Wudi was deeply shaken.

As the head of the Ji family, he was originally an unparalleled grandmaster at the Yuan Dan realm. With the blessing of dragon energy, not only was his physical body extremely strong, but his mental defense was also impregnable.

Know that the dragon's aura protects its master, and all evil cannot invade.

But now, even with the dragon energy protecting him, he was still affected.

Just how strong is this person's mental strength?!

"court death!"

Thinking of this, Ji Wudi's pupils suddenly opened, and his vertical pupils became even more deep and sharp at this moment, like two rifts leading to the abyss.

puff!

A muffled thud as flesh was torn apart suddenly exploded out.

Scalding blood splattered, covering his face and body.

The bump on the top of his head cracked open.

A black horn burst forth from its body, shaped like a deer antler, entirely black, with a faint, cold light flowing across its surface.

The moment it appeared, black scales surged forth like a tide, densely covering Ji Wudi's entire body in an instant.

His body visibly became fuller, and his appearance changed from that of an old man to that of a young man.

The dragon aura surrounding him almost solidified at this moment, with gold and black intertwining and surging, like an ancient dragon that had been sleeping for a long time finally opening its eyes.

He raised his palm, fingers spread wide, and a golden energy, carrying destructive power, slammed down on Hu Long.

Before the palm even arrived, the violent force had already compressed the air, forcibly tearing a vacuum zone in front of the palm.

boom!!!

The violent force slammed solidly into Hu Long's body.

Hu Long's body exploded on the spot, like a bubble.

At the same time, countless figures of Hu Long appeared from all directions, densely packed and blotting out the sky.

"A mere trick. With such meager strength, you dare to attack me?"

Ji Wudi's cold, dark golden pupils slowly rotated, a hint of coldness appearing on his face.

Clench your fist and throw a punch.

A violent surge of energy shook the area.

One figure after another exploded, filling the air with blood mist.

At that moment, Ji Xiguang had already retreated outside the door the instant the two clashed, staying far away from the battle.

The commotion here was quite significant, and naturally it couldn't be kept secret from the powerful Ji family members within the imperial city.

One after another, figures transformed into rainbows of light, streaking across the sky, and in just a few breaths, they all landed in front of the palace gate.

"Xiguang, what happened here?"

One of the clansmen who had undergone three blood transfusions was the first to ask a question.

Before he finished speaking, his gaze had already passed over Ji Xiguang's figure and swept straight into the main hall.

However, the palace doors remained tightly shut and motionless, and the interior was completely silent, revealing no clues whatsoever.

"It's nothing, everyone can go home now."

Ji Xiguang said casually, his expression indifferent.

"It's because the patriarch's strength has improved and he is currently studying a secret technique, so it's inconvenient to disturb him."

"Hmm? If it's just a secret technique being practiced, how could it emit a dragon's roar?"

Another female member of the tribe frowned and looked suspiciously at the temple gate.

"I don't know about that. You wouldn't suspect me, would you?"

Ji Xiguang shook his head, his tone indifferent.

"This place is within the territory of Penglai, and it is protected by dragon energy. Looking across the world, who can harm the patriarch? If you don't believe me, you are welcome to go in and take a look. But if you disturb the patriarch's cultivation, don't blame me for not warning you."

Upon hearing this, the crowd exchanged glances, their expressions varied, but none of them stepped forward.

As a core member of the Ji family, I have some understanding of Ji Wudi's personality.

Perhaps because of the Ji family's imperial status, Ji Wudi, the patriarch who had once been an emperor, was cold, domineering, and extremely suspicious.

If you disobey and offend the other party, even core members of the clan will not get away with it.

Given Ji Wudi's prestige within the Ji family, there's no need to elaborate further.

Moreover, just as Ji Xiguang said, with the strength of the patriarch, there is indeed no one in the world who can cause him any problems.

However, if they were to actually barge in and disturb Ji Wudi's cultivation, no one would dare to bear the consequences.

"Hehe, how could we not believe you? Ji Heng is only asking this out of caution."

The first member of the Blood Transformation Clan who had spoken earlier smiled and smoothed things over.

Then, they each transformed into rainbow light and left the place.

The inside and outside of the hall seemed like two completely different worlds.

One figure after another appeared, rushing towards Ji Wudi above like ghosts.

These people all had eerie green windmill patterns in their eyes, which slowly turned and emitted a chilling light.

Ji Wudi lowered his gaze and quickly turned his eyes away, avoiding direct confrontation with those gazes.

Although these things are just illusions, they strangely carry an extremely strong power to corrode the mind, and one can easily be affected by them if one looks at them for even a moment.

The number of these figures before them seemed endless, appearing as they were killed.

Ji Wudi lowered his eyelids slightly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

"This game should end now."

He slowly raised his hand, which had transformed into a dragon claw, its fingertips covered in gleaming scales, and a dazzling light suddenly shone from his palm.

The light exploded like the sun, its intense rays sweeping outwards.

Wherever the light passed, figures crumbled and exploded like paper, quickly vanishing without a trace.

In the blink of an eye, only one lonely figure remained at the very back of the hall.

"Little mouse, why aren't you running away?"

Ji Wudi's lips curled into a sinister smile, his dragon claws slightly retracting, the embers in his palms still burning.

"Escape? There's no need."

Hu Long chuckled, spread his fingers, raised his hand, and threw a punch.

The fist struck with a loud bang, creating a visible ripple in the air.

"act recklessly!"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Ji Wudi's eyes.

This person's methods were strange, but he never sensed the aura of a Yuan Dan realm cultivator on the other person.

In other words, this guy in front of us is only at the blood transfusion level.

As for whether the other party is a spirit or a practitioner of old techniques?

Ji Wudi didn't care at all.

The dragon's aura is vast and boundless, impervious to all evil.

Whether it's old techniques or supernatural beings, they can only be restrained and crushed in front of him.

He raised his hand, extended a claw, and unleashed a powerful strike carrying a phantom of dragon energy.

The dragon's shadow roared, its scales and claws fully revealed, and with an overwhelming aura, it slammed into Hu Long's fist.

A fist and a claw collided violently in mid-air.

Without retreating or deflecting their force, both men concentrated all their power on the point of impact. Their robes billowed in the wind, and the bricks beneath their feet shattered, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading in all directions.

next second.

--roar!

The dragon roared once more.

But this time, the voice lacked the authority and domineering presence of the previous two times.

Instead, it exudes a deep-seated fear and pleading, like a dragon's dying cry.

Hu Long transformed his fist into a claw, his five fingers like iron hooks, gripping Ji Wudi's arm tightly.

Between his mouth and nose, it was as if an invisible, gaping maw of abyss was opening, swallowing and spitting out a terrifying suction force that was invisible to the naked eye but made one's scalp tingle.

Strands of dragon energy, as if being peeled away from a cocoon, overflowed from Ji Wudi's body, drawn by the suction force, and were all swallowed into Hu Long's mouth and nose.

The method of consuming Qi is based on absorbing Qi, and no matter how domineering the dragon's Qi is, it cannot escape this scope.

Hu Long's earlier hesitation was not out of fear, but rather because he was using the mirage's power to constantly test and delay, trying bit by bit to see if he could devour the dragon's energy.

Now, he is certain that it can indeed be swallowed.

Looking at this scene.

Ji Wudi's expression changed drastically, as if struck by lightning.

The fact that Hu Long could hold his own against him without being at a disadvantage already shocked him.

What he was seeing was completely shattering his worldview.

The dragon's energy was swallowed?

Are you kidding me!

As the head of the Ji family, he ruled the country for hundreds of years in his youth and was the ruler of the world. When it comes to understanding dragon energy, almost no one in the world can compare with him.

The dragon's aura is profound and domineering; wherever it passes, even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is repelled.

This is why the Ji family members are unable to practice the old techniques and can only follow the path of secret martial arts.

But now, the dragon's energy is being devoured.

It was swallowed up like water by something at the level of blood transfusion.

"Let go!"

Ji Wudi roared, his eyes blazing with fury.

His body surged with intense energy, struggling to pull his arm back.

But the hand that was holding him didn't budge.

In terms of pure strength, an ordinary Yuan Dan realm cultivator possesses approximately 100,000 jin (50,000 kg).

Ji Wudi, due to the dragon blood within him, possessed an even stronger body and more terrifying internal energy.

Its strength is a full 150,000 jin.

It is enough to easily crush those of the same level.

However, it's still far from enough to compare with Hu Long.

After breaking through to the peak of the Blood Exchange Realm, his strength had surged to 460,000 jin.

It is three times more than that.

Furthermore, the Nine Dragons Offering Heavenly Book's essence lies entirely in the powerful blessing of dragon energy.

And now, the dragon's energy is dissipating at a visible rate.

As the dragon energy was drawn away, Ji Wudi's power also declined rapidly, his blood and qi surged, and his inner strength dissipated.

This also meant that Ji Wudi was completely unable to break free.

He could only watch helplessly as the dragon energy was slowly drawn out of his body.

His once full body withered away again.

soon.

The last trace of dragon energy was completely drained away.

Ji Wudi's vision suddenly went black, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

He stared intently at Hu Long, his eyes bloodshot. Those eyes, which once looked down upon the world, were now filled only with disbelief and resentment.

However, this gaze did not last long.

Without the protection of the dragon's aura, Ji Wudi's soul was like a city with its gates wide open, exposed nakedly to Hu Long.

Hu Long's spiritual talent, the power of spirit absorption, surged in like a tidal wave.

It only lasted a moment.

Ji Wudi froze on the spot, his pupils suddenly dilated and quickly lost focus.

And at the very same instant that the spiritual imprint was planted deep within his soul.

A line of writing appeared, then faded away.

[Data usage +3000MB]

"Um?"

I saw the silver lettering appear before my eyes.

Hu Long was taken aback.

He almost thought he was hallucinating.

If Ji Wudi wasn't killed, why would there be source value? But upon closer inspection, it turns out it wasn't source value, but rather traffic.

Although the Tai Su Noodles board has a traffic column, Hu Long believes it's not very useful in essence.

After all, currently, whether it's sunbathing, collecting strange spirits, or killing Blood Exchange Realm martial artists, what you gain is Source Value, not Traffic.

The source value itself can be used as traffic, so having this column is completely redundant.

But now it seems that this is clearly not the case.

There are other ways to get traffic, but I just haven't found the right way before.

Thinking about this...

Hu Long's eyes flickered as he scanned his surroundings.

He didn't seem to do anything special; he simply imprinted a mental mark on Ji Wudi.

So how do you acquire traffic?

This puzzled him.

His eyes flickered for a moment.

An idea began to form in his mind.

However, this still needs further verification.

Let's not rush into it.

Thinking about this...

A sudden burst of crimson-white flame erupted from Hu Long's arm, enveloping the bracelet that Luo Sha had transformed into.

Ah! Master, no—no—why—"

Luo Sha's shrill screams rang out, as if she were being slowly tortured to death.

The facts are similar, and perhaps even more so.

As a soul, she was burned by the Purifying Flame, and wisps of black mist dissipated, making her visibly weaker.

"You think I didn't know about your little trick of deliberately letting me win just now?"

Hu Long sneered.

The flames surged again, and the chilling killing intent in his eyes was almost undisguised.

Seeing this scene.

Luo Sha, now transformed into a bracelet, trembled and dared not gamble any longer.

If this continues, she might actually be burned to death.

"No—no, I was wrong—give me another chance—I'll never do it again."

"You should know I don't have much patience! If I find out again, you know what will happen."

Hu Long smiled coldly.

As for how he figured out that the other party was doing it on purpose, sorry, he didn't see it at all.

Although spirit-stealing can occasionally obtain the thoughts of others, it is not something that can be monitored in real time.

He did this simply out of habit, giving a little nudge.

Anyway, it's not him who's in pain, and it can also weaken the opponent's power.

This nightmare worm is extraordinary; it has already reached this level even in its juvenile stage.

If left unchecked and allowed to grow, it's hard to guarantee that the other person won't break free from his control.

Before he becomes strong enough, he must limit the growth of his opponent.

As for asking the other party for help, he had no intention of doing so at all.

He has been able to get to this point not by relying on external things, but by relying on himself.

As it turned out, he was right.

That bastard was definitely up to no good.

"Master—rest assured, it won't happen again!"

Luo Sha's somewhat weak voice rang out.

The bracelets she transformed into were somewhat blurry and transparent, as if they might disappear at any moment.

She did indeed have the idea of ​​using Ji Wudi to get rid of Hu Long, but unfortunately she did not succeed.

Moreover, the power that could even devour dragon energy filled her with dread.

This time she was truly scared; it was so close.

She really died.

Putting everything else aside, given her current weakened state, she's unlikely to have any other ulterior motives, at least for the time being.

They achieved their goal of weakening and diminishing the opponent's power.

Hu Long then withdrew the flames and ignored the other party.

I started dealing with the things at hand.

Ji Wudi, the current head of the Ji family, is now under his control.

This will undoubtedly be of great help to his next plans.

However, the Ji family has more than one Grandmaster at the Yuan Dan realm.

Apart from Emperor Ji Wudi.

There are two more Yuan Dan realm cultivators, but they are not currently on Hu Long's radar.

Thinking about this...

He looked at Ji Wudi.

Tell me about Hualong Spring.

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