Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Whenever the dragonman let out a piercing roar, it would cause Xi Heng to lose control of a portion of the Blood Sea for a short period of time—just like being hit by a mental attack like Jian Xin.

However, after struggling and escaping several times, Yan Yinmu was eventually bitten off by the nine-headed blood dragon and pressed into the sea of ​​blood.

Xi Heng then clasped his hands together and crushed the shackles.

After a long time, the blood flowed into the head and internal organs through the seven orifices, constantly eroding the body's protective energy.

After transforming into a dragon, Yan Yinmu's external scales provide extremely strong protection, but the increase in the strength of his ordinary internal organs is not significant.

The internal energy was gradually worn away, and then the internal organs were crushed piece by piece. The fragments of internal organs were spat out from the mouth and then absorbed and digested by the sea of ​​blood.

In the end, the dragon's flesh and blood were completely drained, leaving only an incredibly hard heart still beating inside the mummified corpse.

Blood Sea threw it out, onto the balcony of the White Stone Palace where the war had begun.

The emaciated Yan Yinmu lay sprawled on the ground, his narrow eyes wide open, his body motionless.

The monster's head, as well as its blood, muscles, tendons, and other internal components, had been completely digested by the sea of ​​blood.

All that's left now is a piece of mindless, rotting flesh.

"Boring." Xi Heng had thought this monster was a formidable opponent, enough to force her to use seventy or eighty percent of the Blood Sea's power.

But in reality, even after becoming a half-dragon, Yan Yinmu was still just a mortal who only knew how to fight hand-to-hand.

Although the dragon is more complete than Yan Qingshi, it is actually nothing special.

Faced with such a divine technique as the Blood Sea Overturning Heaven, he was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.

They could initially put up some resistance and struggle, but they could not escape their predetermined fate.

Xi Heng manipulated the Blood Giant to remove the throne from his head and place it back on the palace balcony.

This rough white stone palace was unaffected by the aftermath of the battle; at most, it was splattered with a few drops of blood and remained relatively intact.

The throne beneath her turned blood-red and returned to the blood giant, and she fell back to the ground, walking to the side of the dragon-shaped monster.

The other person still has a heartbeat, but almost all the blood in their body has disappeared, so it doesn't matter whether they have it or not.

“This guy is more like a dragon than Yan Qingshi. If we cut out his heart and feed it to someone else, it might have some effect…” Xi Heng thought to himself.

Although she didn't want to become such an ugly monster, she had to admit that after transforming into a dragon, a martial artist would experience a significant increase in combat power.

If Yan Yinmu had not consumed the Dragon Heart Fume, Xue Hai could have crushed him in just two or three moves.

But if you transform into a dragon, you can struggle for a few more minutes.

She also wanted to obtain this power if her body wouldn't undergo drastic and bizarre changes.

"Is there any way to reduce the side effects...?"

As he muttered to himself, Xi Heng stepped forward, squatted down, and picked up the two large, meatball-like pieces of dragon heart flesh that the enemy hadn't finished eating before the battle, then put them into the brocade pouch at his waist.

Then, he drew a sharp blade from his waist and turned around to stab it into Yan Yinmu's heart.

Several times in a row, it only pierced the scales, failing to completely penetrate the flesh and ribs.

It wasn't until Xi Heng cut open his own palm and used the Blood Wave Sword that he was finally able to open the wound on the mummified corpse.

He reached into the wound with his right hand and pulled out the incredibly tough, still beating black heart.

The sharp blade severed the connecting blood vessels, leaving only the heart.

Xi Heng then cut off another piece of fur rug, wrapped it around his waist, and hung it there.

Having taken her spoils, she was about to turn and leave, returning to the main battlefield to bring the war to a close.

A light, tumbling footstep sounded slowly from the front.

She glanced up and saw that the person was the hunchbacked old woman who had been on the battlefield earlier, wearing tattered robes and carrying a bone cane.

The other party said in a hoarse voice:

"The last Yan family member on the grasslands has also died, the army has been defeated, and the sins have been absolved. Shouldn't the Venerable One stop now?"

"Venerable One?" This was the first time Xi Heng had been addressed like this. He tilted his head before replying, "You don't seem too surprised?"

"Ever since I heard of His Majesty Qing Shi's death in the South, and that Your Excellency has led your troops to attack the North, I've had a premonition... that calamity is imminent." She sighed, gazing at the massive blood-red shadow outside the palace:

"I just didn't know that the Venerable One is a successor of immortal arts."

Xi Heng didn't say anything more about that. After nodding, he got down to business: "Whether the war ends or not is another matter. First, take me to Yan Meng's treasure trove."

Since someone here has surrendered, there's no need to search slowly.

"Please." The old man leaned on his bone cane and slowly walked back, his figure forlorn.

All she wanted was for Xi Heng to stop the attack. The army had already collapsed, and the generals were dead. If this continued, the civilians of Langfeng Balin would likely suffer the consequences.

We have no choice but to comply.

Before long, Xi Heng followed the other person up the spiral staircase of the mountain palace, through a corridor painted with murals of horses and hunting, and arrived at a stone door.

The stone door was slowly pushed open, and a bright light suddenly appeared inside, revealing a crystal-clear and exquisite scene.

The room was filled with treasure chests, large pearls, golden saddles and belts, and other rare and precious items.

Xi Heng ignored the treasures inside and focused his gaze on the very center of the room.

There, a dragon skeleton with a few remaining pieces of flesh and scales lay peacefully.

Its appearance resembles an elongated whale skeleton, with all the flesh and blood dried up, the scales incomplete, and none of its four claws intact.

The dragon was twenty or thirty meters long, and its appearance was not as huge as Xi Heng had imagined; it was only slightly larger than a normal giant python.

According to folklore, a celestial dragon is at least a hundred feet tall, so this thing in front of us is obviously too small.

"Perhaps it's just a young dragon..."

She slowly approached the dragon's bones and saw several bone bowls made from human skulls in front of the dragon's head, but they were empty.

"What are these used to store?" Xi Heng gently stroked them.

"The skull bowl was used to hold dragon blood and dragon heart and liver, but now it has been used up."

"Dragon heart and liver are used to transform into dragons, but what are the uses of dragon blood?"

"Dragon's blood can cure diseases and injuries, and strengthen the body and replenish vital energy," the other party stated.

"The intense pain and itching during the ascension to the dragon's throne could only be suppressed by dragon blood... and the last drop of dragon blood was used up by His Majesty Yan Qingshi."

"Is there any other place where this dragon meat and blood are stored?"

"No," the old woman shook her head.

Judging from his expression and demeanor, he doesn't seem to be lying.

Even if it was a lie, it didn't matter; Xi Heng's interest in the dragon meat was only so-so.

She took out the Dragon Heart Fragment from the brocade pouch at her waist:

"Are these two polyps the final things that can be used for the dragon transformation?"

"Yes," the other party replied.

"In the end, there was only this much left... not even enough for experiments."

Xi Heng originally planned to take over Yan Meng's capital, bring all the dragon meat back to Great Zhao, find some death row inmates to conduct human experiments on her, and study it slowly.

This amount of meat is probably not enough.

"However... it is said that there is a Dragon-Locking Well in the capital of Great Zhao. Are you aware of it?" Xi Heng asked again.

"It is said that there is a dragon vein in the Zhao state sealed beneath the palace, but whether it is truly a dragon is still unknown." After saying this, the old woman continued:

"Dragons are creatures of blood and sin. Countless nobles have lost their lives for them, thinking they could ascend to heaven, but after consuming them, they only turn into terrifying monsters, never learning their lesson... This is not a treasure, but a sinful curse that mortals should avoid at all costs."

Xi Heng also knew about this matter. She had seen Yan Qingshi suffer from unbearable itching and Yan Yinmu gradually lost his mind and turned into a wild beast after transforming into a dragon.

However, this method of transforming into a dragon can also genuinely enhance combat power.

It would be great if there were no side effects.

"I'll study it slowly when I have time later; perhaps I'll find some results," Xi Heng thought casually, then asked, "What are the uses of dragon meat and dragon bones?"

"Dragon scales can be used for defense, but the meat other than the dragon heart and liver is highly poisonous, and dragon bones should be able to be used to make weapons and armor, but there are no craftsmen in the world who can accomplish this."

The old woman seemed to be very open with her knowledge.

"That's all."

If the remaining items were of great use, they should have been dismantled by Yan Mengren long ago, like the heart and liver of a dragon.

It shouldn't be that it's still barely intact by now.

Xi Heng didn't think any further and turned to look at the other rare treasures around him.

The treasure vault was filled with nothing particularly novel, just porcelain, cups, sculptures, gemstones... jade and gold and silver jewelry, along with box after box of gold and silver valuables.

Most of them seem to have been plundered from within the Great Zhao Kingdom, and the official kiln stamps can still be seen on the bottom of the porcelain.

Of course, there were also some things obtained from other countries and peoples, but none of them were anything truly rare or unusual.

Xi Heng wandered around and was only interested in a luminous pearl that could emit light on its own, but after looking at it closely for a while, he felt that it was a radioactive object, so he retreated to the center of the warehouse.

He spoke to the figure beside him:

"A ceasefire can be reached, but all the items in this warehouse must be returned to Great Zhao."

"Yes," the old woman replied humbly, having no right to refuse.

"In addition, I want to take half of the cattle, sheep and horses in this city with me," Xi Heng added.

"..." Yan Mengda Zhu was silent for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"The reason I didn't take everything is because I have other instructions for you remaining Yanmeng people."

Having regained the power of life and death, she recalled what she was like as the emperor.

Subconsciously, I began to use "朕" (zhen, meaning "I" or "the emperor") as my self-reference.

"Please speak, Venerable One."

"I am the Son of Heaven, the earthly incarnation of the Dark Heavenly Mother." She commanded:

"From now on, you, the priests of Yanmeng Kingdom, should do your utmost to persuade the Yanmeng people to change their beliefs from the so-called Hades and Azure Heaven to the Great Dark Heaven."

"This..." At this point, the man who seemed to be a national teacher in Yan Mengguo finally showed some hesitation.

"Within the next year, I will send members of the Dark Heaven religion to this place, and you will need to assist in spreading the religion."

“Your Excellency, faith cannot be forcibly reversed by human power.”

"I led a large army to slaughter this place, but did the Heavenly King you Yan Meng believed in come to save you?" Xi Heng said, "This alone is enough to make people doubt their faith."

"Furthermore, anyone with eyes can see that the Dark Mother is a true god, the supreme being of the ten directions and three worlds, the most holy of all saints." Xi Heng casually recited a doctrine and continued:

"It is because your Yan Meng army invaded the kingdom protected by the Dark Heaven that you have suffered this calamity... If you also believe in the Great Dark Heaven and pray and worship every day, the Heavenly Mother will naturally protect you."

The old woman remained silent.

"Make arrangements for this matter. If there are no results after one year, Yan Meng's entire clan will be exterminated."

After saying this, Xi Heng turned and left.

Only the hunchbacked old man remained in the empty treasure vault, sighing softly.

……

Xi Heng returned to the balcony of the White Stone Palace and manipulated the Blood Sea Giant to extend its hand, enveloping her in its chest.

Because the Dark Goddess is depicted in both murals and sculptures as having a slender and beautiful figure, with her hands clasped in front of her chest without any gaps, allowing her to lean on them freely.

The Blood Sea Giant slowly left the white stone city and headed towards the distant outer area where the sounds of battle were still echoing.

The girl sat hundreds of meters high, where she could clearly see the battlefield.

Because the Blood Sea Overturning Technique wiped out most of the regular army of Yanmeng Kingdom, the militia of the remaining tribes and clans had also lost their will to fight and fled.

The number of enemy forces still fighting against the Zhao army is now very small.

The Ever Victorious Army, with its superior formation and troop coordination, was almost unstoppable, and no matter how many enemy troops there were, they could hardly break through their formation.

Almost wherever they advanced, the enemy forces on that side would immediately collapse.

Seeing that the outcome of the battle was decided, Xi Heng looked around.

In the vast expanse of tents, most of the civilians who had not yet escaped collapsed to their knees upon seeing the enormous and terrifying sea of ​​blood giants, too afraid to rise again.