Chapter 481: Never Make the Dragon God Angry
The Nightmare Clan, due to their racial characteristics, must devour the souls of living beings to enhance their strength, thus creating a natural contradiction with both the Human Race and the Dragon Race. If they did not invade the Real World, the Nightmare Clan would only engage in civil war, devouring each other. After the Void Emperor ascended the throne and unified the Nightmare Clan, the civil war was restrained and evolved into mutually devouring each other in the form of the ‘Life and Death Arena’.
Of course, the Life and Death Arena was still a race war, but the Imaginary River used a game-matching-like system to throw two, three, or even five clan forces of similar strength onto the battlefield. The victor took all, and the loser was annihilated. This method offered a more efficient leveling speed compared to a chaotic and disorderly race-wide brawl, preventing high-ranking races from wantonly slaughtering low-ranking races and causing resource waste. Similarly, under these rules, low-ranking races also had a safer possibility of promotion to higher ranks.
However, neither a race-wide civil war nor the Life and Death Arena could compare to invading the Real World. The Real World was like a resource-rich star field. As long as they controlled this star field and herded the Human Race within it, the Nightmare Clan would have an endless supply of resources. Every Nightmare had a bright future. Therefore, the information provided by Ze indeed caused Xia Feng some surprise. The Nightmare Realm had found a way to break through the seal between the two realms and was about to invade the Real World? Did the Empire know about this?
Xia Feng mused, though he didn’t have a good impression of the Empire, it was still the Human Race. Well, strictly speaking, he could now be classified as Dragon Race, no longer human, but his self-perception in terms of mindset was still human, so he naturally leaned towards his own race. However, in Xia Feng’s view, the Empire was the Empire, and the Human Race was the Human Race. The Empire could perish, but the Human Race could not, let alone be herded like livestock by the Nightmare Clan.
“So, what is the method to break the seal between the two realms?” he asked the bone mask, his voice indifferent and questioning. Ze replied in a deep voice, “Only the two Great Lords and the Void Emperor know this method. The various Supremes were only informed of the matter, and those three great beings did not reveal more.” “Then is there a specific time for the invasion of the Real World?” “.That was not disclosed either.”
Hearing this, Xia Feng felt helpless. This guy really knew nothing beyond the surface! However, it was good that he knew in advance that the Nightmare Realm was about to invade the Real World. “Fine, then your next task is to gather all information related to the descent into the Real World, and then send it to Bai Suxi.” “This King will decide whether to exploit Bai Suxi based on the value of the information you provide,” Xia Feng said, holding the white-robed woman by the back of her neck and walking towards the center of the ‘Gate to the World’ formation.
“?!” Ze’s divine fire churned in his pupils, “Damn it, he agreed to cooperate, yet this demon is still going to imprison Xi?!” Although Bai Suxi couldn’t tell where this formation led, she vaguely sensed danger. Her white snake pupils narrowed into slits, and her body writhed restlessly. Xia Feng tossed Bai Suxi into the center of the formation. He had set up this formation before Bai Suxi’s arrival, intending to send this woman into the Place of Seal for the second time. The Evil Dragon Miss’s Divine Thought Avatar could activate a backtracking spatial channel, teleporting her body and soul together, with a backtracking time limit of ten minutes.
The Gate to the World was also a backtracking spatial channel, but with a longer time limit of a full year, and it only teleported souls. After one year, the soul would be forcibly returned to the main body. Ze suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, “Calamity Demon, if you do not release Xi back to the Royal Court, the gods will inevitably become suspicious.” “That is your problem to consider,” Xia Feng replied indifferently. Currently, the bone mask Nightmare God was not fully contracted, so only by placing Bai Suxi with the Evil Dragon Miss could she be safe. “Of course, if you are willing to accept the Slave Seal, This King can naturally return Bai Suxi.”
Hearing Xia Feng’s words, the flames in Ze’s pupils flickered, showing some hesitation. “Don’t listen to him!” Bai Suxi gritted her teeth and said coldly, “Ze, you go back, I won’t be in danger.” If Ze were also enslaved by this demon, then she would truly have no chance of turning things around. Therefore, even if she were imprisoned and in danger, she could not let Ze be enslaved! Ze was now her final trump card. She only hoped this snake she had raised for many years would be smart enough to find a way to help her escape soon.
The giant skull of the bone mask remained silent for a moment. He suppressed the anger and hatred in his heart, his eye fire returning to a tranquil state, and said softly, “Fine, Calamity Demon. This Seat will gather information as quickly as possible. Treat Xi well.” “Rest assured, as long as you don’t slip up, she will be safe and sound,” Xia Feng said calmly.
Afterward, Xia Feng asked a few more questions and gave some instructions. The giant snake head in the void slowly faded, its light flow disappearing. Xia Feng turned and activated the ‘Gate to the World’. The woman’s white snake pupils stared at him coldly, but Xia Feng didn’t care, merely smiling, “Let me remind you, Never Make the Dragon God Angry.” Thinking of that woman on the divine seat, Bai Suxi’s breathing hitched. She was about to say that staying in the Refining God Tower would be acceptable, just don’t make her go to the Place of Seal and stay with that tyrannical mother dragon.
Too late! The white light flashed, and the white-robed woman stood in the center of the formation, her vertical pupils becoming vacant and hollow. Next, Xia Feng brought the unconscious Peach Blossom Star Lord and his divine power source to the 50th floor of the Refining God Tower, the place with the strongest Bloodworm aura, and sealed Peach Blossom Star Lord there. It was difficult for him to kill this guy with his current abilities, so he could only slowly refine him using the Refining God Tower.
After finishing everything, Xia Feng and He Jianzhu came outside the Refining God Tower. With a thought, the majestic giant tower rapidly shrunk and floated into his palm. This tower had no summit; its upper beveled plane seemed to have several floors sliced off with a single cut. This tower was incomplete. When Xia Feng first obtained the Refining God Tower, he had sensed relevant information that the tower was incomplete, missing the upper half. No wonder it was a bit tricky to use, and the refining speed was very slow.
Xia Feng shook his head, opened the Nascent Ten Space, and stored the tower within. He Jianzhu quietly watched Xia Feng’s series of actions. Seeing that he had finally finished, she turned to look at him. Beneath her half-frame glasses, her golden eyes curved slightly, and she said in a soft voice, “It seems it’s time to part ways.” Xia Feng was stunned for a moment. Only then did he notice that He Jianzhu’s form was emitting fine spiritual light, and her arms were becoming somewhat illusory.
“Miss Jian Zhu, what is this?” “There are restrictions on using spirit artifacts for the clone. I’ve used it too many times today, and naturally, I can’t sustain it.” As she spoke, she swayed, and her figure was about to fall. Xia Feng initially thought this woman was pretending again, just like when they first met and she pretended to be Miss Mu to tease him. However, seeing her visibly weak aura, it seemed she wasn’t acting. Xia Feng quickly flew over, embraced her slender waist, and caught her. Her silver hair floated like snow, and He Jianzhu’s slender arms naturally wrapped around Xia Feng’s neck. Beneath her half-frame glasses, those beautiful golden eyes, identical to Miss Mu’s, curved, and she smiled faintly, “Brat, Auntie has a question to ask you.”
