Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1048 An Jing Refuses (55)

"We can't wait any longer! The little Candle Dragon from the Great Wilderness Realm should be breaking through all the barriers soon!"

The mysterious figure made up their mind.

And then, at that very moment, something unexpected happened!

In the depths of the Great Void, which was originally covered and concealed by the Primordial Dragon, a rift suddenly opened up, and then a figure shrouded in a distorted causal mist stepped out from it, and then reached out and grabbed in mid-air!
【roar?!】

The primordial dragon let out a roar of shock and pain. In an instant, nearly a third of its blood essence was forcibly stripped away by the figure and taken into its palm!
After doing all this, the figure did not stop for a moment, nor did it even glance at the battlefield. It transformed into a streak of blood and gold light, tearing through the sky and rushing straight toward the top of the ancestral mountain!

"what?"

He hadn't sensed the other party's presence at all. This was almost impossible. With his current level of mastery over the three immortal arts and attainment of true immortality through the three paths, his divine will illuminated all things in the world. How could he possibly fail to sense a hidden true immortal?

Unless the other party's method of concealment has reached the level of 'Tao'.

Who's so amazing?

Now, An Jing was truly in a dilemma. Two mysterious and undeniable goals were both rushing towards their destination, but the Primordial Dragon had not yet been dealt with.

"Leave it to me here."

a voice sounded.

Jin Yanhua finished protecting You Ruhui and stepped forward from his side.

Her gaze passed over Anjing and was fixed on the primordial dragon, which was becoming increasingly ferocious due to the loss of its power. In its dragon eyes, unprecedented flames of lightning burned.

"You go and compete with those weird and wonderful guys."

She glanced at the mysterious figure rushing towards the mountaintop, but ultimately focused all her fighting spirit on the enemy before her. At this moment, Jin Yanhua's tone carried a hint of genuine anger: "To be honest, I'm already a little angry."

She stepped forward again, her voice resounding through the sky: "Being too fixated on bloodlines will only lead to monstrous mistakes!"

"Let me show you what the real 'dragon' is in my heart!"

Jin Yanhua took a step forward.

In just one step, the sky above the Zhaolin Realm suddenly changed color, turning from blood red to pitch black. The sea of ​​blood that filled the sky vanished instantly, replaced by endless, pitch-black lightning tribulation clouds!

A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a mountain, suddenly struck down from the center of the tribulation clouds, hitting Jin Yanhua with perfect accuracy.

The tribulation lightning exploded with destructive power enough to instantly turn Shenzang Zhenren into ashes, but it only made her sway slightly.

She stepped out again, moving forward into the air.

One step, one tribulation; one tribulation, one level!
Then...

Having endured nine tribulations, one ascends to the nine steps; having ascended the nine steps, one soars to the heavens!

【True Dragon Secret Technique: Nine Tribulations Ascending to Heaven】!
With each step forward, each strike of lightning caused her flesh and blood to undergo drastic changes. Flesh evaporated in the lightning, bones reconstructed amidst the roar, and metallic dragon bones and the veins of lightning replaced the original organic structure. Finally, with a deafening roar that shook the heavens and earth, a colossal body composed of armor, blades, metal, and magical weapons emerged from the lightning!

What a beautiful yet terrifying true spirit! The massive mechanical dragon's body shimmered with endless lightning. It was both a dragon and a divine weapon, both conceived and forged. Layer upon layer of armor plates forged from dark tungsten divine steel, resembling dragon scales, covered its body. The edge of each piece of armor gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

As the mechanical dragon's body operated at full capacity, deep blue energy patterns suddenly lit up on the originally dull armor plates, moving across its entire body as if they were alive.

A dazzling light shone forth, the great divine power [Six Yang Profound Light Eight Scenery Palace] bestowed by Ming Guangchen. It was perfectly integrated into the spiritual core of the mechanical dragon's chest, and the light instantly penetrated all the gaps in its scales, becoming incomparably dazzling.

*Crack!* The massive steel scales on the mechanical dragon's joints, spine, and tail suddenly opened and stood erect. This wasn't for heat dissipation, but to release the terrifying lightning surging to its limit within, almost bursting through its shell. Liquid lightning plasma erupted from it. This intense light didn't dissipate; instead, it was bound to the mechanical dragon's body by an invisible magnetic field, rapidly swirling around it, eventually condensing into countless 'five-weapon floating cannons' shaped like lightning spears and swords!
Now, the body of the Huahua Mechanical Dragon has been transformed into [Version 1.0]!
"General Jin is invincible!"

The Golden-Winged Roc let out a high-pitched cheer from behind, having finally mastered the Daoist language. An Jing nodded slightly, revealing a genuine smile: "It's just that I'm too strong, which is why Sister Jin hasn't had a chance to appear. Otherwise, she would have found an opportunity to manifest herself long ago."

He turned his head and looked at the primordial dragon, whose face showed astonishment and wariness. His eyes were full of contempt: "Primordial... to put it bluntly, even if it is real, it is just a mere initial form. How strong can it be?"

"That's it? Even with the blessing of the Heavenly Venerable, Sister Jin would definitely defeat him instantly."

Without further hesitation, he turned his head to signal, and the roc instantly understood, its massive body swooping down. An Jing stepped onto its back.

“Take me there,” he said calmly.

"As you command, my king!"

Following the crimson-gold streak that rushed toward the mountaintop, beside another streak of light that had transformed into the form of An Jing, a third ray of light, moving at a speed surpassing the previous two, arrived at its destination in an instant.

At the summit of Zushan Mountain.

Before the scales of the ancestral dragon.

Both the mysterious little candle dragon and the mysterious figure were separated by an invisible barrier just a few feet away from the ancient dragon scale that radiated eternal light.

They reached out their hands at the same time, but were simultaneously struck as if by lightning, and were directly blasted away by a force.

The next instant, a golden light flashed, and An Jing and the Golden-Winged Roc appeared before them.

"How can you be faster than us?!"

The almost female version of Anjing, Xiaozhulong, exclaimed in surprise, her golden eyes filled with disbelief: "I broke through the Seven Luminaries Barrier at the fastest speed, and the person next to me was just following along to try to take advantage, but he was still a step slower than me."

"How...how could you be faster than me?"

"Because I had the Golden-Winged Roc, a local, with me, I didn't need to break the Seven Luminaries Barrier at all; it was just like coming home."

An Jing stood with his back to them, gazing at the dragon scale that contained infinite mysteries.

His figure was reflected on that ancient scale, as well as the entire Zhaolin Realm, and even further back, to the beginning of Huaixu.

He calmly said, "I suspect that cooperation was the best option for the original trials in the Scale Realm. Fighting each other was not a good idea."

Little Candle Dragon was taken aback: "Didn't you kill them before?"

“Yes. But so what?” An Jing said indifferently, “I don’t need to choose the theoretically best.”

He slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the dragon girl who resembled him, and the figure whose features were still obscured by a strange causal supernatural power. His tone was calm: "Because whatever I do is the best."

“Just like now.”

Facing the two, An Jing stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes faintly glowing with a scarlet, viscous light, like magma or a sea of ​​blood.

He stated the facts: "You two, no matter who is behind you, what you want to do, or what your ideas are for the future, you are destined to fail."

"Because I won't allow it."

—We must not allow such a future to come.

(End of this chapter)