After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

In the vast and boundless world of cultivation, among the many demon races, only the dragon race is the most powerful, and its strength is at the very top level.

The only regrettable thing is that the number of dragons is extremely small!

On this continent, the dragon race is scattered across three different regions.

First, there is the Bone Dragon clan, which resides in the Sea of ​​Dry Bones.

However, those bone dragons rarely leave their homes, focusing solely on protecting their own territory, as if everything outside is completely irrelevant to them.

Secondly, there is the Xuanlong lineage located in the Lesser Heaven of the Eastern Region.

However, this lineage of dragons is obsessed with studying the art of formations.

They often hide themselves in the world of formations, disliking to show themselves in front of others, so few people outside know of their existence.

Thirdly, there are the dragon cultivators of the Purple Feather Dragon Palace lineage.

The dragon cultivators here are incredibly powerful. It is said that every Purple Feather Dragon Demon carries the bloodline of the ancient Purple Gold True Dragon, but this mysterious and powerful bloodline is extremely difficult to awaken.

The Purple Feather Dragon Palace is also the rarest of the three major dragon clans, with only a few dozen members.

The Xuanjin Armored Lion, relying solely on the wisp of supreme dragon breath inadvertently revealed by the black-clad youth, was immediately certain that he was from the Purple Feather Dragon Palace.

The boy in black was none other than Ao Zi, who had come from afar.

After a long year, she, who had no sense of direction, finally found the Dragon's Forbidden Abyss in the Northern Region.

Ao Zi did not deny the Xuanjia Golden Lion's question.

She came here simply to try and see if she could find an opportunity to completely transform Shen Shuchou's mortal body into a dragon body.

Only in this way can Ao Zi's true power be unleashed, and only then can she transform into that thousand-foot-long dragon body.

Ao Zi calmly and naturally passed through the group of demons, and their feet involuntarily receded to both sides.

After all, the noble bloodline of the dragon race has always held an extremely powerful and irresistible deterrent force for them.

Ao Zi strolled leisurely to the edge of the valley, gently lowered her eyes to look down, and saw what appeared to be an endless dark abyss.

It was pitch black, without a trace of light, and a terrifying aura surged and rippled through it.

Ao Zi's face remained calm, like a still lake, completely undisturbed by this captivating aura.

On the contrary, deep down, she felt an even stronger desire to go down and find out what was going on, since this was the very reason she had come all this way.

Even so, Ao Zi did not act rashly, after all, the body she currently possessed was merely a mortal body.

If they continue recklessly like this, even with their own dragon essence, they will surely be torn to shreds by that terrifying aura.

Ao Zi tilted her head slightly, racking her brains as she pondered how to proceed with the next step.

"Little girl, come down here."

Right now!

A voice filled with a sense of vicissitude suddenly rang out in Ao Zi's heart.

Ao Zi's expression suddenly changed, and she hurriedly looked around to search for the source of the sound, but she was unable to find it.

"Stop looking for the little girl! I'm right at the bottom of the abyss, come down here."

The weathered voice in my heart rang out once more.

Upon hearing this, Ao Zi's heart was instantly stirred with a great deal of emotion, and her thoughts became chaotic.

Her bright eyes were fixed on the bottom of the abyss. Whether it was because the abyss was too deep or because her own cultivation was too shallow, Ao Zi was unable to penetrate the layers of thick darkness.

"What are you?"

Ao Zi responded to the voice with a deep sense of vigilance.

"I, the old dragon, am merely an old immortal who has lived for a long time. I have been trapped in this dark abyss for many years. Now, I have only become talkative because I have seen a junior with the bloodline of the Purple-Gold True Dragon. Little girl, do not be afraid. I, the old dragon, will never harm you."

The voice responded slowly and leisurely, as if carrying endless vicissitudes and loneliness.

"If you want to speak, why don't you come up here yourself?"

Ao Zi did not give in easily because of the other party's words; her expression was firm and cautious.

Upon hearing this, a slight silence fell over my heart.

"Ugh!"

A moment later, a sigh filled with helplessness finally drifted over.

Then the voice continued, "If I, Old Dragon, could get out, why would I be trapped in this dark abyss, suffering endless loneliness and darkness?"

"Then..." Ao Zi wanted to ask more questions, but was abruptly interrupted by the old dragon's voice.

"You little girl! Don't be so ungrateful. Others would beg for this opportunity, they wouldn't even have a sliver of a chance."

Immediately afterwards, Ao Zi felt a powerful and mysterious force suddenly surge around her.

Ao Zi's expression changed drastically in an instant. Then, this powerful force pulled her violently, causing her to plummet rapidly towards the bottom of the abyss.

The surrounding demons who witnessed this scene all paled in fear and were filled with terror.

"How arrogant is Long Xiu."

The black-armored golden lion muttered to itself, its tone full of astonishment.

During the fall, Ao Zi's vision was completely blurred, and she couldn't see anything around her.

Endless darkness, like thick ink, filled her entire field of vision.

Time seemed to stand still. After an unknown amount of time, Ao Zi finally felt the solid ground beneath her feet.

However, before she could even see what the environment at the bottom of the abyss looked like, an extremely dazzling light suddenly burst forth before her eyes.

Two enormous suns, resembling giant fireballs, slowly opened in the darkness, radiating a breathtaking light.

The entire dark abyss was completely illuminated by this dazzling light. Only after the initial extremely blinding light gradually dissipated was Ao Zi able to see clearly what was presented in front of her.

Those were a pair of golden vertical pupils, as if cast in gold, and the owner of these golden pupils was an enormous dragon head.

This is a huge dragon head without a body; its face is ferocious and terrifying, yet it exudes a supreme majesty.

Every scale on the dragon's head gleamed with a cold metallic luster, like a meticulously crafted shield, indestructible.

Those sharp dragon teeth, like rows of pointed spears, exuded a chilling aura.

The dragon's whiskers were as tough as steel whips, swaying in the wind as if they could tear the void apart.

The dragon's horns soared into the clouds, resembling a colossal pillar reaching to the heavens, exuding boundless power and majesty.

What shocked Ao Zi the most was that the dragon's head was firmly bound by several heavy and sturdy chains.

These chains were tightly connected to the solid ground beneath their feet and to the steep walls of the abyss all around.

"After so many years, I, the old dragon, have finally seen a living creature again, and I have finally waited for you, little girl."

The dragon head stared at Ao Zi and spoke slowly.

"Who...are you...?"

Ao Zi stammered, her voice trembling noticeably.

Clearly, she was deeply terrified by the enormous dragon head and the endless crisscrossing chains, as if she were frozen in place, unable to move.

"I, Old Dragon, am just an old codger who's lived a little longer than I should have."

The dragon head spoke slowly, his tone filled with endless vicissitudes.

"How long have you lived?"

Despite her fear, Ao Zi followed up on the dragon head's question.

"I've forgotten. Maybe it's been ten thousand years, maybe twenty thousand years. It's been so long that even I can't remember anymore."

The dragon head sighed softly.

"Who locked you here?"

Ao Zi stared intently at the incredibly thick chains, as if she could feel a terrifying power emanating from them.

This power is the mysterious force that permeates this Dragon's Forbidden Abyss.

The dragon head did not speak, but instead slightly raised its head to look at the sky above the abyss, its pupils flashing with an unusual light.

The light was sometimes as hot as fire, sometimes as cold as frost, seemingly containing endless grief, resentment, and deep grievances, but ultimately returned to calm.

Then he muttered to himself, "It's fate! It's destiny! I, the old dragon, once reached the profound realm of the Emperor, and had countless glories, revered by all demons. But now I am bound by these chains, my life force tightly locked, trapped in this dark and sunless place."

Hearing the dragon head claim that he was once a demon emperor, Ao Zi's heart trembled, but he did not doubt the truth of the matter in the slightest.

The dragon head then turned its gaze to Ao Zi and said indifferently, "In the end, you've only made wedding clothes for others! I thought the person I was waiting for was you, but now it seems to be you, yet not you."

Ao Zi tilted her head, looking completely bewildered, clearly not understanding what those words meant.

"The Purple-Gold True Dragon bloodline—you are the one with the highest bloodline that the old dragon has seen in recent years."

The dragon head didn't continue what he was saying, but instead started talking about Ao Zi's bloodline.

In previous years, many people from the Purple Feather Dragon Palace had also set foot here.

However, their bloodline was far less intense than Ao Zi's, and they were not as able to face him directly as Ao Zi.

Ao Zi was naturally aware that she possessed the bloodline of the ancient Purple-Gold True Dragon, but in reality, she did not show much interest in it.

Ao Zi entered this place solely to explore whether she could transform Shen Shuchou's body into a true dragon form, enabling it to bear all her power.

At this moment, the precious opportunity before her was this mysterious and majestic dragon head.

"Senior, could you transform my mortal body into a dragon's body?"

Ao Zi asked respectfully, her voice soft yet filled with urgency and anticipation. Her eyes were fixed on the dragon's head, a glint of light in them.

The dragon head was slightly taken aback. He had expected that Ao Zi would press him about matters concerning bloodlines, but he hadn't expected her to remain silent on the matter and instead make such a simple request.

"What is there to cherish or preserve in a mere mortal body? If you desire a body, I, the old dragon, can meticulously craft a powerful one for you anytime, anywhere."

"Dragon Head said, his tone filled with supreme confidence."

The sound echoed in the empty abyss, as if carrying an invisible pressure.

To everyone's surprise, Ao Zi shook her head without hesitation and said firmly, "Senior! I only want this body."

Ao Zi's tone was resolute, without the slightest wavering.

"Oh! It seems you have a past connection with this mortal body that is not widely known."

A hint of curiosity flickered in the dragon's eyes, but he didn't ask any further questions.

"Little girl, you'd better think this through."

The dragon head spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity.

"Please help me, senior."

Ao Zi lowered his head, his expression extremely respectful, his tone firm and sincere.

Seeing her resolute attitude, the dragon chief immediately said nothing more.

He opened his huge mouth and spat out a breath of dragon breath filled with mysterious and unpredictable power, which swiftly entered Ao Zi's body like the wind.

This dragon breath, like a nimble snake, flowed along the meridians of her body, causing her limbs and bones to thrash about, bringing a strange warmth wherever it passed.

Finally, this power converged at Ao Zi's Origin Dragon Pearl, where it condensed and remained, as if it were nurturing some kind of wondrous change.

After the mysterious dragon breath gathered at Ao Zi's Origin Dragon Pearl, it instantly burst forth with dazzling light, completely enveloping her entire body.

Ao Zi felt an intensely hot and powerful force, almost tearing her apart, surging wildly within her like a runaway horse.

Under the impact of this force, her meridians were continuously widened and strengthened. The pain was like countless sharp knives cutting her inside her body, and she couldn't help but let out a painful groan.

The bones also made a terrifying "crackling" sound, as if they were undergoing a cruel reshaping, with every inch of bone bearing enormous pressure, as if they were about to be crushed and then reborn.

The already rich bloodline of the Purple-Gold True Dragon became even more turbulent and surging under the stimulation of this dragon breath, like boiling magma.

Her skin shimmered with a purple-gold light, which grew brighter and brighter, every inch of it filled with boundless power, as if it were distorting the surrounding space.

The scales, appearing and disappearing intermittently, struggled to emerge from under the skin, bringing wave after wave of excruciating pain.

Ao Zi bit her lips tightly, and a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth. Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she was completely unaware of it.

Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead like rain, but she stubbornly endured the immense pain and earth-shattering changes.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, each second feeling like an ordeal in hell.

After an unknown amount of time, the dazzling light gradually subsided.

Ao Zi slowly opened her eyes, and two beams of purple-gold light shot out from them, piercing through the darkness as if they were tangible. Wherever they went, the air made a "sizzling" sound.

Ao Zi could clearly feel the changes in Shen Shuchou's body; his strength seemed to increase exponentially.

Each breath creates a small vortex in the surrounding airflow.

Every heartbeat is like the booming of a war drum, shaking one's soul.

Ao Zi's body involuntarily floated in the air, and the surrounding atmosphere became chaotic because of her, forming visible vortexes.

Her hair flew wildly, and she exuded an awe-inspiring aura, as if a powerful deity from ancient times had descended upon the world.

Finally, everything returned to calm.

Ao Zi landed slowly and steadily on the ground. At this moment, she had been completely transformed.

It has also completely merged with Shen Shuchou's mortal body, becoming an existence with terrifying power.

"I still don't know how to address you, senior."

Ao Zi said respectfully.

"Old Dragon, I have even forgotten my own name in the long river of time. Since this place is called the Dragon's Forbidden Abyss, and it imprisons this old codger, then you may call me Abyss."