Start with the hidden role of the Great Emperor of Fengdu, and immediately unleash 100,000 Yin Soldi

Book of life and death.

To be precise, it is a projection of the Book of Life and Death.

The phantom hovered deep within the shadows, its dark gold patterns shimmering violently like ripples on water. The outline of the entire book blurred every half second, as if it might disintegrate at any moment.

Chu Jiang crouched in the shadow of the rock wall, his pupils constricted.

Three hundred meters underground in the capital, there lies a fragment of the Book of Life and Death that has been dormant for three hundred years, and its patterns are exactly the same as those of the phantom before us.

It did not appear on its own initiative.

It was only after being stimulated by the golden-tier death energy surging within the dark red pillar of light in the center of the basin that he barely managed to squeeze out of the gates of hell.

The existence of the phantom is extremely fragile.

Chu Jiang could feel the resonance between his Fengdu bloodline and this projection, like two magnets of the same origin, pulling at each other across countless barriers.

The resonance is strong, but the structure of the phantom cannot last long.

There was no time to hesitate.

Chu Jiang concentrated all his mental energy, his gaze fixed on the dark cover, forcibly establishing a connection at the soul level.

The moment their mental powers touched, the phantom emitted a muffled roar.

The cover has been turned to a new page.

At the same moment, 500 meters away.

The skeletal dragon stopped.

It was chasing after Xiong Po, who had been swept away by a sweeping tail. Its massive skull had slumped down to within ten meters of Xiong Po, its mouth wide open, and the dark red soul storm gathering deep in its throat was about to erupt.

But it stopped.

In the empty eye sockets, the ghostly blue bone fire violently contracted into two tiny specks.

The skeleton, tens of meters long, stood frozen in place, each bone trembling slightly.

It noticed.

A superior aura that strikes directly at the very foundation of the soul.

It's much higher than its gold grade. Much higher.

The dragon's skull suddenly turned towards the direction where Chu Jiang was hiding.

The dragon's mouth opened wide once more.

This time, the soul storm gathering deep in his throat was three times thicker than the first one, and dark red light overflowed from between his teeth, burning the surrounding air into distorted heat waves.

The air in the entire basin seemed to freeze.

The tens of thousands of undead kneeling on the periphery reached their limit under the raging dragon's might.

The skeletons at the front row couldn't withstand the pressure; their ribs shattered inch by inch, their skulls exploded, and they turned into dust in large pieces, like chalk being crushed by an invisible hand.

Chu Jiang did not dodge.

At that moment, several dark golden ancient seal characters leaped out from the page of the Book of Life and Death, reflected deep within his pupils.

The perspective has changed.

The dark red, twisted death energy armor turned transparent.

The true structure of the skeletal dragon was exposed to Chu Jiang without reservation.

It's not a dragon.

I was never a dragon.

That seemingly complete dragon skeleton was actually forcibly pieced together from the remains of at least seven different monsters.

The spine is from some kind of large snake, the ribs come from at least three different types of mammals, there are obvious cutting and grinding marks at the joints of the wing bones, and the snout and back of the skull are not from the same species at all.

coarse.

Clumsy.

Like a clumsy tailor sewing together scraps of seven or eight garments to create the appearance of a dragon.

From a normal perspective, the dark red death aura armor completely concealed the seams, making it appear as a single, seamless piece.

But under the gaze of the Book of Life and Death...

Every bone joint revealed a dense network of rejection cracks.

The bones of different monsters repel each other, and the death energy repeatedly tears, repairs, and tears again at the seams, forming an extremely fragile dynamic balance.

The most deadly core is deep within the chest cavity.

Beneath the heavy ribs, a fist-sized, dark red sphere floated, emitting a viscous glow, its surface pulsating rhythmically.

Dragon Soul Core.

The source of all death energy, the driving core of all bones, and the sole support for the entire assembled skeleton.

Chu Jiang's gaze shifted from the dragon soul core to the soul storm gathering power in the dragon's throat.

The second dragon breath is about to be unleashed.

But a problem arose with the dragon's movements.

During the process of accumulating power, its entire skeleton trembles violently.

It wasn't because of anger, but because forcibly mobilizing the power of the Gold Rank had exacerbated the rejection reaction at the joints of the bones.

A visible crack appeared at the junction of the right wing bone and scapula, from which dark red death energy spewed out like a leaking boiler.

The movements were sluggish.

A fraction of a second.

enough.

Chu Jiang's tactics took shape in his mind instantly.

He raised his right hand.

"The entire army is retreating."

The nearly five hundred ghost soldiers who had been spreading out on guard abandoned all their outer positions the moment they received the order.

The dark blue figure suddenly contracted from all directions, no longer scattered or surrounding, but transformed into an impenetrable cone-shaped formation, with the tip of the cone aimed at the gap between the third and fourth ribs on the left side of the dragon's chest.

The gap was completely invisible under normal vision.

But in the Book of Life and Death's view, that was the area with the most dense cracks in the entire skeleton and the weakest point in its death aura armor.

The dragon unleashed its second breath.

A dark red soul storm, shrouded in twisted death energy, swept down in a fan shape.

The dozens of ghostly soldiers on the outermost edge of the cone-shaped formation were the first to be hit. Their azure ethereal bodies were shredded in the storm, and their light spots dissipated.

But the remaining main force of the ghost soldiers had already taken advantage of that tiny window of delay and slipped into the gaps between the ribs like mercury spilling onto the ground.

Yin soldiers are spirits.

It does not take up physical space and is not obstructed by bones.

More than four hundred dark blue figures poured into the dragon's chest cavity through the gaps in the repulsion cracks, like water pouring into a broken dam.

The skeletal dragon let out a roar it had never heard before.

It wasn't outburst of rage.

It is fear.

It could feel hundreds of hostile spirits surging into its chest cavity, approaching the Dragon Soul Core.

However, its massive skeleton, tens of meters long, is completely unable to attack the tiny spirits within its body. Physical attacks cannot penetrate its own ribs, and releasing a soul shockwave within its chest cavity is tantamount to blowing itself up.

The absolute dominance was completely reversed at this moment.

The dragon began to struggle.

The skeleton twisted wildly, its wing bones slammed into the ground, and its bony tail swept across the basin, crushing the surrounding undead into powder.

Chu Jiang pushed forward with his right hand.

"A chilling wind that pierces to the bone."

A black, almost imperceptible gust of wind shot out from the palm of his hand, following the defenses torn open by the Yin soldiers, ignoring the bones and the deathly armor, and precisely poured into the dragon's chest cavity.

When the black ghost wind comes into contact with the death aura layer surrounding the Dragon Soul Core, the effect of weakening soul resistance takes effect immediately.

The dark red light on the surface of the Dragon Soul Core pulsated violently, its pulsation frequency suddenly accelerating from once per second to four or five times per second, like a heart on the verge of exploding.

Changes on the body surface are more intuitive.

The dark red deathly armor covering the dragon's skeleton began to peel off in large areas.

Starting from the tip of the wing bone, it peels off piece by piece like paint, revealing the various shapes and clearly pieced-together colored bones underneath.

The ghostly blue bone fire in his eye sockets flickered violently three times before quickly dimming.

Inside the chest cavity.

More than four hundred ghost soldiers had surrounded the Dragon Soul Core from all directions, forming a dark blue spherical cage.

The Soul-Hooking Spears were raised high, their cold blue blades pointing towards the center, each less than half a meter from the Dragon Soul Core.

Under the influence of the bone-chilling wind that continuously weakens the soul's resistance, the dark red light on the surface of the Dragon Soul Core visibly dimmed.

The pulse is getting weaker and slower.

The skeletal dragon's struggles also weakened in the same way.

The flapping of the wing bones changed from ferocious to powerless, and the sweeping of the bony tail changed from fierce to twitching.

The massive skeleton, tens of meters long, began to shake, its joints emitting a series of cracking sounds, and the repulsive cracks that had been barely covered by the death energy were simultaneously breaking apart.

At this moment, the bone fire in the skeletal dragon's eye sockets flickered, as if it had been taken over by something, and the bone fire surged.

Then, it breathed a dragon's breath directly into its own chest cavity!