Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend-Chapter 764 - 631: Rebirth, Going to Beiqing to Find My Beloved
Wu Zhong’s Primordial Power Shield was shattered, and seawater quickly flooded in.
The air available for breathing was diminishing, and his complexion turned purplish-black.
Upon seeing this, the Ancient Divine Dragon lashed out heavily with its tail again.
But at that moment, Wu Zhong firmly grasped the tail of the Ancient Divine Dragon.
Between his two arms, one could vaguely see black Primordial Power surging like a flood.
That force was so strong that it even twisted the entire Dragon Realm.
How could this be possible for this lad!
Under the influence of the Dragon Realm, he still possessed such Divine Power!
The Ancient Divine Dragon was astounded, feeling a tearing pain in its tail.
Wu Zhong was about to tear off the Divine Dragon’s tail with the strength of his flesh alone.
Blood gushed like a fountain, instantly turning the seabed into a blood-red ocean; the thick Dragon Blood made it even harder for Wu Zhong to breathe.
The tail severed, the Ancient Divine Dragon let out a pained cry, and its mountain-like body rolled over in agony. It detested Wu Zhong immensely, its barrel-thick body coiled tightly around Wu Zhong, rolling madly at the bottom of the sea.
Its long body pressed down upon Wu Zhong.
Wu Zhong felt all his bones making cracking sounds, as if they were about to break at any moment.
With every roll of its body, the dragon crushed him once more, a taste of blood surged to Wu Zhong’s throat.
Beast, you’ve driven me to this point.
A killing intent flashed in Wu Zhong’s amber eyes, inside his body, a massive amount of black Primordial Power roiled like ink.
With that power, he could definitely slay this beast.
"No way!" Feng Xun’s voice came through.
"How I want to act is none of your business!" Wu Zhong had been pushed to the extreme by the Ancient Divine Dragon.
"I promised Ling Yue I would return. You and I, we will go back together! We will go back with the Ancient Dragon Blood!" Feng Xun’s voice carried an unprecedented firmness.
If that power was used, they might never be able to return.
Boom!
Another heavy strike, his body felt like it had been crushed.
Wu Zhong’s pupils contracted, flickering between amber and pitch black.
Finally, Wu Zhong closed his eyes, calming the aura inside his body.
Calmness slowly returned, and a cold smile crept onto his face despite the pain.
"Heavenly Que!"
The fragments of the Heavenly Que Eight Swords around him suddenly trembled as if receiving a command, they congregated together, forming into one Heavenly Que.
Wu Zhong quickly grabbed the Heavenly Que, recalling the area where the Ancient Divine Dragon had previously been wounded, he fiercely stabbed the Heavenly Que into the dragon’s belly.
The entire Heavenly Que Sword plunged into the body of the Ancient Divine Dragon, rigidifying it instantly.
Puchi—
A stream of hot blood sprayed out, and subtly, Wu Zhong felt a warm liquid in his mouth.
The taste of fresh blood stimulated Wu Zhong, as though awakening something within him, he bit down hard...
When the Dragon Blood and flesh entered his stomach.
Above the Jinan Sea, a golden lightning bolt streaked across.
The sky seemed to have been ripped apart, and the scene stirred up a violent storm.
"You think by devouring my Divine Dragon Flesh and Blood, you can obtain the Ancient Dragon Blood, wishful thinking, this Divine Dragon will make you pay the most painful price."
The resentful voice of the Ancient Divine Dragon lingered, its Yin Soul persistent.
Not until the lightning in the sky disappeared and the sea surface returned to calm did Wu Zhong, using the last bit of his strength, swim to a nearby island.
On the island, he had been dazed for over ten days before he hurried back to Mercenary City with his injuries still unhealed.
On the way back, Wu Zhong discovered that inside his body there was a rampant force, rampaging wildly; it was the Ancient Divine Dragon Blood.
He had devoured the flesh of an Ancient Divine Dragon, which contained all the cultivation of the ancient creature.
Although Feng Xun’s body had been strengthened by Wu Zhong and became abnormal, how could it compare with a Divine Dragon that possessed ten thousand years of cultivation?
The power of the Divine Dragon Blood was constantly trying to burst out of his body.
He suppressed it all the way, but by the time he reached the City Lord’s Mansion, he couldn’t hold it in any longer.
To counteract the power of the Divine Dragon Blood, the sealed Cold Syndrome within him also burst forth suddenly.
If it weren’t for both Feng Xun and Wu Zhong suppressing it together, the terrifying force carrying the power of death within the black Primordial Power and the tyrannical Divine Dragon Blood might have already destroyed the entire Mercenary City.
After several days of resistance, just as Feng Xun and Wu Zhong were at their limits and had to use the Sealing Power, Heavenly Venerate arrived.
Amidst the chaos, Feng Xun and Wu Zhong felt a warmth rushing into their bodies like a babbling stream.
That warmth felt so familiar.
With long eyelashes trembling heavily, he struggled to open his cloudy eyes and saw countless Fortune Cranes descending upon him.
Their small wings brushed against his face, so reminiscent of Ye Lingyue’s aura; he seemed to see that girl who smiled with crescent-like eyes.
He... couldn’t give in.
If he did, he would no longer be worthy to embrace his girl.
His Ling Yue was still waiting for him...
His pale cherry lips lifted.
"Old fellow, you want my life? You’re not worthy!"
The black sun suddenly plunged into the body of the Golden Dragon.
In mid-air, the Golden Dragon twisted and struggled, gradually being devoured until it eventually turned into a droplet of golden Dragon Blood that fell.
The Power of Cauldron Breath, the power of the Ancient Divine Dragon, and the Sealing Power collided, instantly leveling the backyard.
The noise alarmed others, as Lan Cai’er and others rushed in along with the equally stunned Yan Jiu and Heavenly Venerate.
Everything returned to tranquility.
Out of the collapsed building emerged a person.
His clothes were neat, his black hair tied up with a jade crown, his phoenix eyes sharp, exuding a cold light.
Feng Xun appeared unharmed, even the injuries on his body had all healed.
What exactly happened inside the building was unknown to everyone.
They only knew that Feng Xun had come back to life, but he seemed a bit different.
As for what was different, people couldn’t tell.
Heavenly Venerate’s heart skipped a beat.
He suddenly understood why the eight characters of Ye Lingyue and Feng Xun were incompatible.
The nine hundred and ninety-nine Fortune Cranes symbolized Ye Lingyue, representing the power of life.
While that strange Cold Syndrome on Feng Xun carried the power of death.
Life and death, distinctly different forces.
Could such two people really come together?
Heavenly Venerate sighed.
He didn’t say it out loud, but he knew in his heart that this pair of lovers were doomed to not last, separated by life and death.
"King..." Yan Jiu started to speak.
Just in that moment, he seemed to have seen a shadow of that man, the one who once shook the Three Realms.
"Let’s head to Beiqing, Ling Yue is still waiting for us." Feng Xun gestured, his face breaking into a warm smile.
