Collapse Iron: The Five Heroes of the Clouds Won't Let Me Go

Yingxing knew this wasn't the place to conduct business, but she had already confirmed their relationship and received a kiss.

In this way, the thirsty body finally received a moment of relief.

Cheng Xiao agreed to the promise, and the next step was to get married, have children, and raise offspring.

As Yingxing imagined her future, she felt her body convulsing again.

I could tolerate it before I ate meat, but now that I've had just tasted it, my body is hooked, and it feels like withdrawal.

Yingxing has a large appetite and high physical needs, so naturally...

"One more time!"

Cheng Xiao: "Waaaaah!!!"

Smack smack~

Delicious! Mmm~ I want to come again!

"Waaaaah!"

"Just this once, just once!"

"Don't come any closer!"

A satisfied Yingxing took Chengxiao for a half-day stroll through the streets of Zhuming. The two shared a bed that night, which, according to Yingxing, indicated a suitable state for married life.

The next day, Cheng Xiao arrived as promised, and Lord Yan Ting and General Huai Yan were already waiting at the Forging Palace.

Ying Xing also accompanied her, holding a strange object, a ritual prop used to suppress [Sui Huang].

"What does Lord Yan Ting need me to do?"

"Simple, your restorative power is truly wondrous. General, protect us, and I will activate the spell. Please restore my condition when I am overexerted."

"OK."

Huaiyan led the group deeper into the palace. The further they went, the higher the temperature became, and the air around them was filled with heat.

When the bronze door was opened, a long road stretched out before them, surrounded by churning lava, with a massive engine overhead connected to countless intricate patterns and lines.

At the center of a massive power furnace, an array of intricate characters seals a huge ball of spiritual fire.

This is the living trace of the plague, a witness to history, and the power source of the Zhu Ming Immortal Ship—Suihuang.

As the group approached, a strange, ethereal voice emerged from their minds.

"It's just a matter of stretching and greeting the abundant messenger. Why make such a fuss? The flames leaking out is just because the seal wasn't secure enough."

"It's always those taciturn drivers from the Ten Kings who never talk back. You guys can at least keep me company."

The sound is mesmerizing and captivating, easily bewitching the mind and soul.

Ying Xing frowned slightly and subconsciously covered Cheng Xiao's ears with her hand:

"Xiao, don't listen. You have never been in contact with Emperor Sui, and you are easily influenced."

"This doesn't seem like something that can be solved by simply covering your ears, does it?"

Cheng Xiao chuckled to himself; Ying Xing was just too adorable.

Huai Yan glanced at Cheng Xiao with a warning look, "You brat, don't flirt with my disciple in front of me!"

The voice of the Emperor Sui still echoed: "Back then, I personally witnessed your Celestial Ship's hunting party [Lan] ascend to godhood, yet you sentenced me to endless prison. Heh heh, are you so afraid of mere leakage of a little power? When I get out, I will definitely destroy the Celestial Ship!"

Xuan Tong frowned slightly: "Stop your arrogant words, Suihuang. The Suiyang clan has declined. Since the Fire Calamity, the Immortal Ship is no longer bound by abundance. In the past, we had no choice but to rely on Suiyang to possess a body in order to defeat foreign enemies. If your clan could coexist peacefully with the host, that would be fine, but the problem lies in your greedy nature! Possession is absolutely unacceptable!"

Suihuang sneered, "A mere dragon lord dares to lecture me? Without the power of Suiyang, it's uncertain whether the immortal ship could have survived until now. The calamity of possession is merely due to the host's weak consciousness; who can you blame?!"

"The Imperial Bow that you now worship was once merely the object of my possession. Without the imaginary number I provided to lend it a hand, it would not have been able to ascend to godhood directly!"

"You are nothing but juniors; without this seal, you are nothing but ants!"

Huai Yan directly manifested his divine power, releasing his envoy-level energy: "Suihuang, you should keep your boasts to yourself. It's a pity that no matter how inexhaustible your energy capacity is, you can't reach the strength of an envoy without someone possessing you."

"The calamities you have committed will require endless time to repay!"

The Fire Emperor was enraged, and his powerful energy expanded, relentlessly striking the seal. Apart from causing considerable tremors, there was no other disturbance.

Xuan Tong didn't want to say more, and began to cast a spell: "Let's begin, don't waste time."

Just then, the Emperor of Fire suddenly attacked. Although it was sealed, its power could still slightly overflow.

However, this attack was of little consequence to the Dragon Lord. He intended to wave his hand to block it, but Cheng Xiao noticed something amiss.

"Wait a moment!"

Cheng Xiao raised his hand, and all of Suihuang's attacks vanished.

"What's going on?" Xuan Tong asked, somewhat puzzled.

Ying Xing asked with concern, "Xiao, did you discover something?"

"Hmm, beings like Suihuang, who embody the primordial energy, are essentially energy entities, right?"

"That's right, that's why they are invisible and intangible, and physical attacks have no effect."

"I have a way to handle this, let me try."

Trusting Cheng Xiao's abilities, the other three stopped the ceremony to see what Cheng Xiao could do.

Then Yan Tingjun Xuan Tong's eyes widened immediately; she sensed something impossible.

It's fire! It's raging flames! It's the Candle Dragon!

You must know that Lord Yan Ting holds the power of the dragon, but the dragon is still young. Only when it grows to its peak can it shed its scales and transform into the Zhulong, controlling all the fire in the world.

Cheng Xiao possessed the aura of a dragon, representing an extremely fiery dragon. Xuan Tong felt that the heat around her was out of control, a phenomenon only a Zhulong could exhibit.

How could that be? How could Cheng Xiao be a dragon? Is he some kind of master? Impossible!

Countless questions lingered in her mind. Although Xuan Tong knew about the Candle Dragon, no one had yet succeeded in transforming a dragon into a Candle Dragon, and each generation of Yan Tingjun had been unable to evolve.

According to historical records, the hometown of the dragon descendants is called "Tanghai", and the formation and maintenance of "Tanghai" originated from Yinglong and Zhulong.

The legend of Yinglong continues to this day, but Zhulong has never reappeared.

Before he could ask any questions, Cheng Xiao had already taken action.

A crimson dragon appeared in his eyes, and the energy of the Emperor Sui was continuously absorbed by Cheng Xiao, like mud entering the sea, never ceasing.

Xuan Tong felt an even higher level of dragon might appear, and couldn't help but want to get closer to Cheng Xiao, to be closer to him, and even to merge with his bloodline.

Suihuang naturally noticed the anomaly and began to mock him:

"Hahahaha, kid! You actually absorbed my energy? You're really not afraid of death! I'll let you absorb it! Then you'll be burned to ashes by my energy!"

Huai Yan cried out in alarm, "Boy! Stop right now! This is the Flame of the Fire Emperor!"

Yingxing remained calm. Cheng Xiao's confidence seemed genuine, and she believed that Cheng Xiao wouldn't do anything without being certain.

Sure enough, within just a quarter of an hour, the arrogant voice of the Fire Emperor immediately turned to panic:

"What's going on?! What happened?! Why has so much of my energy been drained? And it's all lost its connection with me! How did you do that?! Stop it!"

The massive Suihuang, whose seal had been weakened by the riot, was visibly shrinking, and the behemoth with a radius of 100 meters slowly became only half its original size.

The voice of the Emperor of Fire was also weaker than ever before.

"Stop inhaling! Stop inhaling! I'm too weak to struggle anymore. If I keep inhaling, I'll die! If I die, who will power Zhu Ming? You can't mistreat a laborer! I was wrong, sob sob sob! Please leave me some!"