"Evil Dragon?" Mo Hua paused, glancing at Elder Xun Zixian.
Xun Zixian pondered and said, "The dragon is an ancient divine beast, also the totem passed down through the Dao Court Emperorâs lineage. It calls the wind and summons the rain, commands thunder, and wields supreme, unmatched power."
"Everything about the dragonâdragon soul, dragon bones, dragon meat, dragon blood, dragon scalesâall are precious divine treasures."
"Countless cultivators throughout the world wish to draw tremendous strength from the âdragon,â and thus various Daoist cultivation methods have arisen."
"Among these cultivation methods, there are both righteous and evil ones."
"Of the righteous, some examples are the Azure Dragon Skill, Mystic Yellow Dragon Skill, Dragon Blood Body Refining Skill, or dragon martial arts, dragon force Taoist skills, dragon bone spiritual artifacts, dragon spirit pills... and so on."
"But as for the evil dragon techniques, there are many as well. These are all forbidden arts in the Demon Path, utterly inaccessible to common cultivators..."
Xun Zixianâs gaze drifted to the distance, his expression grave:
"Within that dragonâs roar hides human resentment, brimming with murderous intent and an extremely heavy evil aura. Who knows what forbidden rituals were used to breed such an evil dragon..."
Mo Hua, however, understoodâthis was a Formation.
Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation...
It must have been Mr. Tu who altered the Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation, turning it into the Four Symbols Green Dragon Evil Formation, using human flesh to nourish it and thus producing the power of the Evil Dragon.
Yet...
Mo Huaâs brow furrowed lightly.
If this Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation has truly become an "Evil Formation," with the Green Dragon now an evil dragonâcan I still use it?
If I inscribe it as my own Magical Treasureâs pattern, wouldnât I become a Demon Cultivator bearing an evil dragon myself?
Mo Hua looked off into the distanceâblood qi filled the sky, the evil dragonâs screeches thundered, deafening the ears. Its overwhelming presence cast terror into every heart.
"Are dragons... truly this powerful?"
Mo Hua muttered under his breath.
Xun Zixian nodded. "Anything even remotely related to âdragonâ is never weakâand the evil dragon is certainly no exception."
Dragon...
Mo Hua fell into a daze and, unexpectedly, thought of Junior Brother Bai Zisheng.
He vaguely recalled, back atop the Corpse Mountain in South Yue City, when junior brotherâs body summoned the phantom of an Azure Dragon, then man and spear became one. With one immensely powerful spear technique, he pierced the chest of Lu Chengyun, the Lu Family Head, traitor to the Minor Hidden Spirit Sect, once master of the âCorpse King.â
This spear technique seemed to be called âReturning Dragon Spear.â
Bai Zisheng was a trueborn of the Bai Family, so does that mean the Bai familyâs inheritance is also tied to the âdragonâ?
If thatâs the case, the Bai Family is truly extraordinary.
"Anything associated with dragons is never weak..."
Mo Hua softly repeated the phrase, grumbling internally:
"I canât speak for the other âdragonâ techniques, but at the very least, that âDragon Soaring in the Skyâ my dumb junior brother taught me is a total scam. He just picked such a showy name because it sounded cool, in reality itâs all flash and no substance. Every time I tried it in a real fight, Iâd end up beaten so badly I was picking my teeth off the ground later..."
Mo Hua was lost in thought, and as his mind wandered, memories of traveling the world with his master and fellow disciples rose unbiddenâhe felt a pang of nostalgia.
"I wonder where that idiot junior brother is these days..."
But he didnât have long to reminisceâa terrifying dragonâs cry shattered his thoughts and dragged him back to reality. At the same time, even stronger waves of spiritual power tore through the distanceâmountains fractured, blood-red marshes splashed through the air, and a rank, evil wind swept toward them.
This was the aftermath of a full-powered battle between late Golden Core Cultivators.
The shockwaves alone could shatter mountains and split stone, striking fear in all who felt them.
Xun Zixian stepped in front of Mo Hua, flicked his sleeve, and Eryi spun and condensed into a crystalline barrier of spiritual power, blocking the blastâs aftershocks and shielding Mo Hua.
Mo Hua finally felt somewhat at ease.
At the same time, he grew even more cautious.
When cultivators at the Golden Core Realm clash at full force, the power of their spiritual strength is truly terrifying. It seems my usual caution has been justified.
Scheming from behind the scenes and letting one Golden Core kill anotherâthatâs one thing.
But if I had to fight with my own hands and set foot in such danger, even being grazed by these Golden Core techniques could easily result in my body being blown to pieces.
I underestimated the Golden Core level...
Mo Hua grew uneasy. "Elder Zixian, can the Sect Elders handle this evil dragonâs power? Wonât it be dangerous?"
Xun Zixianâs brow furrowed slightly. After sensing for a moment, he shook his head and said:
"This evil dragonâs strength is fierce, but its foundation is weak. Either the cultivation technique is incomplete, or the spell point hasnât been fully developed. It hasnât reached its final form."
"And this time, Taixu Gate has dispatched only experts. Ziyouâs sword intent is outstanding, plus the late Golden Core Elders from Taiâa and Chongxuâs two lineagesâtheir three sword techniques complement one another. There shouldnât be too much danger..."
Mo Hua felt somewhat relieved and asked again, "Then is it possible to kill this demon head, imbued with evil dragon power?"
"Difficult," Xun Zixian replied. "Itâll depend on luck."
Mo Hua let out a soft sigh.
If they canât kill him, then thereâs no way to capture him alive.
In that case, whether I can obtain this âFour Symbols Green Dragon Formation Mapâ is completely up in the air.
The savage dragon roars still echoed across Yanluo Mountain.
But after a while, a clear, refreshing zither melody rang outâlike a mountain stream, soothing the heart and suppressing the rampaging evil dragonâs cries.
It seemed a Golden Core Elder had taken action, using music to contest the dragonâs roar.
Sure enough, the dragonâs roar weakened and its baleful aura diminished noticeably. Now when the dragonâs song reached the ear, it no longer struck terror as before.
"That is the Wenren familyâs Heart-Clearing Zitherâa rare zither-type magic treasure inheritance." Xun Zixian explained.
Mo Hua nodded in acknowledgment.
He remembered that, among the Supervisors sent this time, there was a Golden Core Cultivator from the Wenren familyâs line.
The zitherâs notes suppressed the dragonâs cry, and moments later, spiritual power fluctuations rose violently again.
This siege, it seemed, had reached its fiery climax.