I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

"It's just a gamble on probability... I've never lost!"

To harvest the Dragon Soul Fruit, one must withstand the immense dragon's might and climb onto the dragon's body.

It should be noted that, without knowing the situation, simply approaching the dragon caused one to feel pressure of hundreds of kilograms, making it difficult to circulate spiritual energy.

To climb to the top of the giant dragon's head and pick the Dragon Soul Fruit, the pressure will inevitably increase several times or even dozens of times.

For an ordinary cultivator, this is definitely not easy!

Jiang Wanyu took a deep breath and began to climb up the dragon's tail.

With each step she took toward the dragon's skull, she could clearly feel the pressure on her body increase.

When she climbed to a height of five hundred feet, she had already ascended onto the dragon's back and could see the proudly standing dragon head and the wound pierced by the slender sword.

The immense dragon's might and sword intent surged forth, putting immense pressure on Jiang Wanyu, making her feel as if her body was about to collapse.

"Heavenly fire! Burn me!"

Six-colored flame phantoms appeared behind him, and with the support of these six extraordinary phenomena, Jiang Wanyu felt the pressure lessen considerably.

She continued crawling forward, enduring the suppression of the dragon's might and sword intent, and a strange tremor arose in her heart.

The ring on her hand flashed, and a small bottle appeared in front of her. Inside was the Cleansing Elixir she had obtained when she first arrived in the secret realm. Because she did not have enough storage items, she only took a portion.

Gudong~

Gudong~

Glug glug~

After swallowing the spiritual liquid, her whole body began to glow.

She shouted, and the flame mark between her eyebrows shone brightly.

A scorching flame burned on her body; at this moment, she was burning her vital energy to amplify her strength!

The pressure was even greater at this point, yet she continued her ascent with increased speed.

The giant dragon's head emitted specks of light, and its oppressive aura instantly intensified, as if it had been enraged!

At this moment, Jiang Wanyu felt as if she were carrying a heavy burden.

Even though her defenses were incredibly strong, she was almost crushed to the ground.

"I'm definitely going to climb on this dragon!!!"

Jiang Wanyu gritted his teeth, and his strength erupted in an instant.

However, at that moment, the slender sword emitted a faint light.

Huang Quan suddenly felt that the pressure acting on him had disappeared.

His entire body shot up hundreds of feet into the sky like a cannonball, almost falling directly down.

Fortunately, she reacted in time, hanging upside down from the dragon's horns, and successfully swung to the top of the giant dragon's head.

Standing atop the massive dragon head, Jiang Wanyu was completely bewildered.

What's going on? Why does it feel like all the pressure disappeared after I climbed onto the dragon's neck?

Could it be that only the lower half of this dragon's skeleton is intact?

And because his brain is damaged, he has no pressure?

……

But no matter what, being able to climb onto the dragon's head is always a good thing.

Jiang Wanyu walked back and forth on the giant dragon's head, her eyes darting around, finally settling on the small tree growing on the slender sword.

Just then, the slender sword emitted a faint glow.

A clear, cold voice slowly rang out.

"Young lady, do you want me?"

Jiang Wanyu was startled.

Heavenly fire covered the blade, ready to attack any unknown enemy at any time.

However, there were no enemies, only the slender sword emitting a faint, eerie light: "Don't get excited, it's me."

“I am the spirit of this ‘Dragon Slayer’ sword. Young lady, the fact that you were able to find this place shows that you are destined to be connected with me.”

Slaying the dragon?

Is it fate? Seriously?

Jiang Wanyu's lips twitched, sensing a strong sense of malice.

Just from the name of the sword, Jiang Wanyu felt a strong sense of vigilance and asked, "Are you the sword spirit of this Dragon Slayer Sword?"

The sword spirit's voice rang out again: "Yes, this sword spirit has been slaying the evil dragon for thirty million years on the orders of my master."

"Now I can sense that my master has been gone for many years, and you possess the same bloodline and soul as him!"

"Young lady, do you want me?"

"Then drip your blood onto the sword!"

"If you possess unparalleled talent, this sword will fight alongside you."

Listening to the sword spirit's seductive voice, Jiang Wanyu felt uneasy.

It seems this guy doesn't know that his master has already risen from the coffin?

Is this to prevent her from awakening the dragon soul, or to lure her into lifting the coffin lid?

……

Jiang Wanyu calmly looked at the slender sword: "Blood? How much blood do you need?"

The sword spirit's voice paused slightly: "You possess a special body and extraordinary talent, which should be enough to gain recognition; a single drop will suffice."

Jiang Wanyu slowly retreated: "Are you sure that with my qualifications, a single drop of blood can gain the approval of this Dragon Slayer Sword?"

The sword spirit said helplessly, "Young lady, you have great talent. You must have confidence in yourself."

Jiang Wanyu pursed her lips: "I have confidence in myself, but I don't have confidence in your identity."

She gazed at the rapier and a slight smile played on her lips: "When I referred to this sword, I deliberately changed its name to Dragon Slayer Sword."

"You call yourself the Dragon Slayer Sword Spirit, but I call myself the Dragon Destroyer Sword."

"Sword spirits value the weapon they reside in highly, and the weapon's name is like their second name."

"How could I mispronounce it and you didn't even notice or care? So your real name isn't this at all."

A voice from the void sneered, "That's all? That's laughable!"

Jiang Wanyu shrugged: "This alone is not enough to be certain, so I was just trying to bluff you. I didn't expect you to admit it so readily!"

The voice from the void remained silent for a long time, as if it were choked up and in great discomfort.

Jiang Wanyu laughed and said, "Hey, why aren't you saying anything? Are you afraid to reveal your real name because you're afraid I've heard your master's story?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be sealing the remnant soul of the Dragon Queen! This is a tug-of-war, to see whether the Dragon Queen's soul will be annihilated by you first or your master will decay in the great formation first."

Although his skill was still quite limited, Jiang Wanyu could vaguely tell that this sword was not simple.

It should be noted that there are demonic beasts known for their physical constitution, which are extremely resilient and practically immortal to their peers.

Therefore, true cultivators will inscribe special formations during their attacks to seal and weaken them.

The dragon was indeed pierced by the divine sword.

However, even though they have been dead for millions of years, their souls have not been destroyed.

This dragon is indeed quite extraordinary.

"Wan Yu, draw your sword! Crush the Dragon Soul Fruit! Only by drawing out the Dragon Queen can we possibly restrain the powerful being in that coffin!"

……

However, Huang Quan now had four or five bloody marks on his body.

However, he became increasingly calm as he looked at the nameless expert.

"Damn it! I refuse to believe I can't shatter your turtle shell! When the time comes, I'll grind you and that bitch to dust!"

Moreover, upon hearing the nameless expert's words and sensing the overwhelming hatred emanating from him, the young man glanced at Jiang Wanyu, who had climbed onto the giant dragon, and seemed to understand something.

Seeing Huang Quan's gaze, Liu Xiyao couldn't help but look at the thousand-foot-tall dragon skeleton as well, and couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

The dragon race truly lives up to its reputation as one of the most powerful races in the world. Even though they have been dead for millions of years and their essence has almost completely disappeared, they can still exude such a powerful aura.

Liu Xiyao began to think.

I wonder if we can take these dragon bones with us?

After all, they are pure-blooded dragons, so their soup should taste pretty good!

Hmm, why did she associate it with food?

Bones that are millions of years old must have deteriorated!

Hiss, but—snap!

A dark light interrupted her train of thought.

Then, at the moment that dark light burst forth, the boy's left hand, which was pressing down on the ancient paper, suddenly turned it open.

"In that case, I think that person must have anticipated your backup plan."

The previously dim paper, when unveiled again in Huang Quan's hands, suddenly burst forth with brilliant light from the words on it.

A moment later, a charming and gentle voice echoed through the valley: "Oh, not bad!"

"Thank goodness I didn't encounter any foolish juniors, they're really... too cute."

As the sound rang out, the thousand-foot-tall dragon bone emitted faint glows, slowly coalescing into a tall woman in black.

The woman was wearing a black robe, her long hair cascading down her shoulders and covering half her face; her features were exquisitely beautiful.

On her head grew two pink dragon horns, which looked rather forbidden and alluring.

More importantly, this woman is evil, or rather: very evil in a very clear and intense way!