I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 641 - 128: Nine Dragons Sealing Array, Emergence of the Ancient Dragon Emperor
In front of the entire Dragon Race Ancestral Temple.
It was as if a massive black shadow had fallen, with countless black lights dyeing the splendid Dragon Palace Ancestral Temple a shade of gray.
Ning Zheng stood at the doorway, seemingly bringing darkness to the world, his figure akin to a shadowy Death God, surrounded by soul bubbles, each containing silhouettes of the Dragon Race, enveloped by their aura.
It seemed that each bubble around him was a transparent prison, confining one mighty giant dragon after another.
At this moment, Ning Zheng's soul body was merely 4% of his own. The remaining 96% consisted of soul bubbles from the Dragon Race.
He radiated vast and ancient dragon aura, reminiscent more of a fusion... a Super Ancestral Dragon.
"What are you?"
"Why do you have such a familiar aura on you?"
"It resembles the Ancestral Dragon!"
"It's because of the Ghost King, the aura of the Ghost King!"
...
Hundreds of Dharma Aspect giant dragons raised their heads.
Each Ancestral Dragon was a Ghost King.
The Dragon Race could be considered descendants of the Ghost King, and Ning Zheng, complementing with Soul Muddy Qi + soul shell, was the perfect Super Ghost King, making them feel a kinship from the ancient bloodline.
Yet, they hadn't comprehended this yet.
Whoosh!!
Ning Zheng swung his hand fiercely, unleashing a torrential downpour. Thin, dense black raindrops collided hard with the ground, transforming into a water hell, nearly overwhelming all the exposed giant dragons.
Ning Zheng did not intend to reason with them; why use words when fists can speak?
Assault.
First-Time Kill was his best strategy.
So that by catching them off guard, the snowball effect could commence until they realized it was Xirong Manor Master attacking them, finding a way to cope and prevent their collapse.
Numerous torrents swiftly pummeled their bodies.
Instantly.
Ten arrows, bursting bubbles.
Ten thousand arrows..
A million arrows!
With ultimate attack speed, countless rain fused into the earth, the bodies of Dharma Aspect giant dragons rapidly diminishing, erupting into a multitude of bubbles.
Several Great Cultivators leading the One Heart Realm, their Dharma Aspect just returning from the Bone Demon Sect, witnessed this ambush, their eyes turning red with rage, their minds blank with fury, surging forth from the tomb.
"Bold!"
"Never!"
"But just a mere One Heart Realm, you wish to repeat your trick to temporarily augment combat power by absorbing the weak!"
...
Ning Zheng ignored their rage, striking once more silently.
These few One Heart Realm, once capable of a tussle, now after absorbing numerous powerhouses' bubble agglomerations, his Dharma Aspect could overshadow and obscure the sky if fully spread out.
The era has changed.
Strategically speaking, with his Immortal Spirit Root's One Heart Realm, bursting and stacking energy, his combat power now rivals the former era's Celestial Spirit Root of the Self-Transformation Realm cultivators.
Pomf, pomf.
A multitude of One Heart Realm figures swiftly transformed into bubbles upon approach, endless bubbles infecting, shrinking their forms.
At this point, those bubbles did not return to Ning Zheng's body.
"Rise up."
Each bubble coalesced into shadowy archers emitting black qi, faintly recognizable as the original forms of fallen Dragon Race beings.
Within the rain, countless bubble archers swiftly raised their bows, shooting into the sky.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Even larger raindrops began sweeping the earth.
The entire Dragon Cave was facing an unprecedented, vast rainstorm, spreading rapidly with the momentum of submerging the entire Dragon Cave.
Disaster was erupting!
Bubbles rapidly formed within a short minute.
...
Elsewhere.
Deep within the tomb.
Nine winding, mountain-range-like giant dragons stretched their slender dragon bodies forming an exquisite Nine Dragons Pattern Array Map on the ground, guarding a massive seal.
"The invader might be linked to Jiu Shui's plan," spoke a Divine Dragon, coiled like a mountain, its voice akin to a primeval beast, brimming with ancient desolation.
"Jiu Shui took the ancient pseudo-human origin stock from the mad Human Ancestor, spreading it across Nine-State... It's likely sensing something, wanting to verify, probing us," coldly stated another Dragon Emperor.
The original stock of pseudo-humans existed only due to the silent resistance of the Human Ancestor.
For the pseudo-human juvenile phase was exceedingly short.
By the time the Dragon Race reacted, 99% of humanity had already been infected, transitioning from origin stock parasitic transmission to Human Race's bloodline Spiritual Root inheritance.
Thus.
Upon seeing the original stock, they knew it was surely connected with the Human Ancestor.
"Redistributing pseudo-human origin stocks also provides us control over 'Xian.' After all, only pseudo-humans are 'Xian's' natural foes... Otherwise, a mere pseudo-human calamity is less than one-tenth of the disaster!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
"It's unfortunate, with more time, experimenting on pseudo-human origin stocks to counteract possession, using pseudo-human forms to dominate 'Xian'..."
They silently furrowed their brows.
They had already arrived here, leaving them extremely dissatisfied.
Dragon descendants fought valiantly outside, confronting those Sea Race Holy Land beings from the Four Seas, only considered a minor matter.
Even if the Dragon Race was overthrown and driven out of the East Sea, it was acceptable, for their power remained, with eventual return.
Yet now, the enemy quietly arrived here, coveting the sealed ancient disaster, presenting a predicament.
If this were released, it would render the pseudo-human calamity a mere joke.
And this was their hope for further growth.
"There's no choice but to act."
"Drive them away."
"Behind them, perhaps lies the manipulation of Jiu Shui and Xin Xichen, probing for the origins of ancient disasters."
"They're not stupid, inciting the pseudo-human calamity to bring us aboard, and now that we're already aboard, they're acting directly without waiting for pseudo-humans to completely mature!"
They're no fools.
There's no knightly spirit of fair competition, giving time for pseudo-human growth.
Spreading pseudo-humans was merely a means to lure them aboard a pirate ship.
"But unexpectedly soon."
"Soon, because they see the Dragon Race lacking urgency in handling this erupting pseudo-human calamity."
...
...
Ning Zheng continued slaughtering the One Heart Realm Great Cultivators, slightly furrowing his brows.
Why haven't they appeared yet?
Yet in the next moment, a dignified, icy voice suddenly emerged from the depths of the Dragon Race Ancestral Temple.
"Xirong... Manor Master, revived after a century, how did you do it?"
Finally, a formidable Dragon Emperor emerged from the depths of the tomb.
His aura was majestic, enveloped in golden dragon flames, dazzling gold and lightning flickered around him, imposing a strong sense of pressure.
"You previously attacked another of our Ancient Dragon Tombs, now daring to come to our main tomb? Have you come to meet your end!"
Behind him, numerous genuine Dragon Emperors emerged, voices thundering like rolling thunder, echoing across the sky.
Many Dragon Race Saints had emerged throughout the ages, numbering in the dozens, yet the appearance of these nine Dragon Emperors represented the true maximum combat strength, the culminating foundation.
For they were truly... living dragons!
Other Dragon Emperors were currently outside, visiting the Bone Demon Sect, but these stood as the strongest lineup guarding here, hinting at their immense power.
"Nine living Dragon Emperors?"
Ning Zheng squinted slightly, "Finally emerged."
Yet he was not afraid.
He was merely exploring the tomb with a Dharma Aspect.
Dharma Aspect is the traditional skill of vexing tomb masters.
At most, they could destroy his Dharma Aspect, but what of Ning Zheng himself?
Even if they devised a technique to attack his body along the Dharma Aspect, Ning Zheng was confident not to fall for that.
