Transmigrating into a dragon clan experimental subject, is that even possible?

His twin pistols, the Wings of Death, gleamed with a cold light. As he moved, ghostly butterflies swirled in the air, so light they were almost invisible. The purplish-blue butterflies slowly approached the dragon's shadow, dancing along the death lines in the air.

"Found it," Tian said in a low voice, his gaze cold and sharp, raising both guns.

The line of death was clearly visible, revealing the weakness of the dragon phantom. Although the dragon phantom appeared enormous and invincible, every energy entity has its vulnerability. By accurately locating and destroying it, this power could be completely shattered.

In that instant, the dragon shadow seemed to sense the approach of death. It let out an angry roar, and its ethereal body suddenly expanded, soaring into the sky with enormous energy.

"Heavens, watch out!" Lu Mingfei shouted, but his voice was drowned out by Long Ying's roar.

Tian remained calm. Facing Long Ying's fierce attack, he moved swiftly like a ghost, his golden eyes flashing with cold light, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two gunshots pierced the air, bullets shooting like meteors towards the core of the Dragon Shadow. The Ghost Butterfly's wings flapped gently, the Line of Death was precisely severed, and the Dragon Shadow's ethereal form trembled violently, like a mountain about to collapse.

"Now!" Chu Zihang shouted, and the blade once again erupted with a dazzling cold light, striking directly at the core of the dragon shadow. His movements were as fast as lightning and incredibly precise. The blade light carried unstoppable power, severing the last energy chain within the dragon shadow's body.

Lu Mingfei also launched a final attack. Although his strength was not as great as the others, his attack, combined with Chu Zihang's sword light, successfully shattered the power of the dragon shadow.

The dragon shadow let out a desperate roar, its ethereal form instantly collapsed, and the black flames quickly dissipated in the air.

"We...success?" Lu Mingfei gasped for breath, his face filled with disbelief. He stared at the gradually disappearing dragon shadow, his heart overflowing with the relief of surviving a calamity.

Caesar chuckled, put away his gun, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes. "It seems that it's over for now."

But just when they thought the battle was over, the ground suddenly shook violently again.

"Damn it, this isn't the end." Chu Zihang immediately sensed something was wrong, his brows furrowing deeply. "The dragon race's power is still there!"

“It’s still underground! We’ve only destroyed the surface ethereal form, but its true core is still deep underground!” Tian said coldly, the light in his golden eyes flashing again, his gaze piercing through the earth and locking onto the true source of the dragon race’s power hidden underground.

The cracks in the ground grew wider and wider, and black flames surged forth again, as if this land could no longer withstand the impact of the dragon's core power.

"We cannot let our guard down; the real enemy is still here!" Caesar reacted quickly, aiming his gun again at the spewing black flames.

The ground trembled violently, cracks snaked and spread out, and black flames poured out from them, as if the entire land was being devoured by the dragon's rage.

The four stood before the crack, as the core power of the dragon race was continuously released from underground. The oppressive atmosphere in the air was almost suffocating, as if every breath carried the scent of death.

"We must find the source of our core strength as soon as possible," Chu Zihang analyzed calmly, his eyes sharp as an eagle's. His hand gripped the knife tightly, his body leaning slightly forward, ready to act again at any moment.

"The dragon's power is too great. What we defeated before was only its ethereal form; its core is deep underground and hasn't revealed its true form yet." Caesar frowned slightly, the smile on his lips disappearing. He knew that this battle was far more dangerous than they had imagined.

“We must delve deeper into the rift.” Tian’s gaze was icy, the light in his golden eyes flickering. “The power of the dragons lies underground. Once we find its core, we can utterly destroy it.”

"Go deeper into the fissure?" Lu Mingfei looked at the huge fissures spewing flames in horror, his legs trembling slightly. "You mean...we're going to jump down?"

Caesar chuckled, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Of course you'll jump. Otherwise, are you planning to wait here to die?"

Lu Mingfei's face turned pale, but he knew there was no turning back now. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Alright, since that's the case... I guess I'll just have to bite the bullet and go for it."

The four quickly made a decision.

“We need to split up first,” Chu Zihang said in a deep voice. “Caesar and Lu Mingfei, you two are responsible for clearing the dragon energy sources near the rift to ensure we are not disturbed by these flames. Tian and I will go deeper into the rift to find the core.”

Caesar nodded. "Understood. I will try my best to suppress these flames and buy you time."

Lu Mingfei nodded reluctantly. Although he was still afraid, he knew he couldn't hold them back. He gripped his weapon tightly, trying to overcome his panic.

As the operation began, Caesar and Lu Mingfei quickly dispersed, and the sounds of gunfire and clashing weapons echoed through the forest once again.

The black flames gushing from the cracks were like the raging flames of a dragon, spewing out wildly. The dragon's energy source seemed to be increasing madly, and each flame carried destructive power.

Caesar's gun gleamed with a cold light, each bullet striking the dragon energy source within the crack with pinpoint accuracy. His marksmanship was steady and swift, suppressing each flame and preventing it from spreading further.

"Continue the attack! We can't let these flames spread behind us!" Caesar shouted, his voice urgent.

Lu Mingfei followed behind Caesar. Although his movements were somewhat flustered, he tried his best to remain calm, wielding his weapon and desperately slashing at the approaching energy source. Each attack seemed clumsy, but he knew he couldn't give up.

At the same time, Chu Zihang and Tian had already approached the edge of the crack.

"Let's go in," Chu Zihang said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with determination. Without hesitation, he jumped into the crevice and plummeted downwards like lightning.

Tian followed closely behind, his golden eyes cold and unyielding. The surrounding black flames seemed unable to harm him, and the aura of death lingered around him.

The temperature inside the fissure was unbearably high, and the surrounding rock walls shimmered with a dark red light, as if the entire underground world was filled with the power of the dragons.

"This is the true source of the dragon race's power." Tian's voice was icy. He could feel the powerful energy surging deep underground, like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

“We must find its core.” Chu Zihang made a quick judgment, his gaze sharp as a knife, fixed on the abyss ahead. His hands gripped the hilt of his sword, his body as light as the wind, swiftly weaving between the cracks.

Not far away, a huge black energy ball floated in the air, flames spewing out from it, as if it were the heart of the dragon's power.

“That’s the core.” Tian’s golden eyes locked onto the target, and he said coldly, “I’m going to activate the Word of Power.”

Chu Zihang nodded slightly and quickly became the protector of the heavens. His eyes scanned the surroundings warily, ready to deal with any sudden attack.

Tian slowly raised his twin guns, and the purplish-blue ghost butterfly reappeared from the void.

The butterflies hovered in the air, so light they seemed not to belong to this world. They slowly approached the enormous sphere of energy, and lines of death silently appeared, wrapping around the surface of the sphere.

“Found the weakness,” Tian said coldly, his finger lightly pulling the trigger.

"Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots rang out.

The bullet, like an arrow piercing the air, struck the point where the lines of death met with deadly accuracy. The energy sphere emitted a low rumble, then began to vibrate violently.

But at that moment, a deafening roar came from the crack.

Deep underground, a colossal dragon shadow burst forth from the darkness, hurtling towards Tian and Chu Zihang. It was the guardian of the dragon race's power; the enormous black dragon phantom carried a destructive impact, seemingly intent on devouring everything.

"It's the guardian of the Dragon Shadow!" Chu Zihang reacted quickly, his gaze darkening. "We must defeat it, otherwise we won't be able to get close to the core!"

The phantom of the dragon roared and lunged at them, the air filled with destructive power.

Without hesitation, Chu Zihang drew his sword, stomped his feet on the ground, and charged towards Long Ying like a falcon. The blade drew a dazzling arc in the air, aiming straight for Long Ying's chest.