“The Dragon Emperor’s head!”
The Longbrow True Man also spotted the dragon head and cried out in shock.
Ye Qiu noticed that although only the skeleton remained, the dragon head still radiated an intense oppressive pressure. In particular, those two hollow eye sockets seemed capable of swallowing a person’s soul.
Beyond that, the blood in the pool churned and bubbled endlessly, as though boiling.
The stench was stomach-turning, yet the blood was filled with golden divine radiance, like countless grains of gold, dazzling and brimming with vibrant life force.
“True Dragon Treasure Blood!”
Ye Qiu recognised it instantly. This was the Dragon Emperor’s blood.
“True Dragon Treasure Blood is a treasure. That pool is so huge that dozens of people could swim in it.” As the Longbrow True Man spoke, his eyes widened greedily.
Ye Qiu said, “If you drank all that True Dragon Treasure Blood, your cultivation would rise considerably.”
“Really?” The Longbrow True Man swallowed hard.
Damn it, I was only joking, and you actually believed me.
“Little brat, let us discuss something.” The Longbrow True Man said, “I will not compete with you for the Dragon Emperor inheritance, but you must help me seize that True Dragon Treasure Blood.”
Ye Qiu replied, “Do you not have hands of your own? Do you need me to seize it for you?”
“Can you not see those geniuses standing by the blood pool? How could this poor Daoist possibly be their match?” The Longbrow True Man said, “I do not care. You have to help me get the True Dragon Treasure Blood anyway.”
Indeed, Chen Tianming, Qi Tian, Xiao Yichen, and Wang Cong from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, the four divine sons, were all standing not far from the blood pool.
They occupied different positions, encircling the massive pool, each emanating powerful battle intent.
Their eyes were fixed on the dragon head and the blood pool, as though waiting for something.
“Little brat, what are they waiting for?” The Longbrow True Man asked in a low voice.
Ye Qiu said, “Perhaps the Dragon Emperor inheritance is inside that blood pool.”
Sure enough.
As soon as he spoke, Chen Tianming suddenly said, “You with the surname Wang, this divine son kindly advises you. With your pitiful cultivation, you are not worthy to compete with me for the Dragon Emperor inheritance. If you do not know what is good for you and insist on fighting for it, beware, or I will cut off your head with one sword strike.”
“You—” Wang Cong glared furiously, but before he could finish, Xiao Yichen interrupted.
“Brother Wang, though Chen Tianming’s words are harsh, they are not without reason. Among us, your cultivation is the lowest. Forcing your way into contending for the Dragon Emperor inheritance, you know full well what the outcome will be.”
At this point, Xiao Yichen’s tone carried a threatening edge. “I am determined to obtain the Dragon Emperor inheritance. Whoever dares to compete with me should not blame me for showing no mercy.”
His words threatened not only Wang Cong, but also served as a warning to Qi Tian and Chen Tianming.
“Showing no mercy? Heh heh… Do you think I fear you?” Chen Tianming said, “I am favoured by heaven’s mandate. The Dragon Emperor inheritance is destined to be mine. Anyone who tries to take it from me will have their primal spirit annihilated by my sword.”
Chen Tianming was extremely domineering, his words thick with threat.
“Who the Dragon Emperor inheritance ultimately belongs to will depend on our own abilities.” Qi Tian spoke lightly, yet his words clearly stated his stance. He would not give it up.
Then Qi Tian looked at Wang Cong and advised, “Brother Wang, the Dragon Emperor inheritance is indeed precious, but life is more precious. I hope you think carefully.”
Clearly, he was advising Wang Cong that with such low cultivation, he should not join the fight, or he might lose his life.
Wang Cong considered for a moment and said, “I withdraw from the contention.”
Swish.
With those words, Wang Cong retreated a thousand metres away. He wanted to watch and see whose hands the Dragon Emperor inheritance would end up in.
At the same time, he secretly glanced at Chen Tianming, killing intent flashing in his eyes. Ye Qiu keenly caught this look, and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile as he thought, “This fellow may have withdrawn from contending for the Dragon Emperor inheritance, but he will definitely strike a fatal blow against Chen Tianming later.”
“Fine. I will watch from here.”
“When you have fought each other to the death, I will make my move and send you all on your way.”
After retreating, Wang Cong was only a few hundred metres from Ye Qiu and the others.
At such close range, the Longbrow True Man feared alerting Wang Cong, so he could only communicate with Ye Qiu via voice transmission.
“Little brat, when do we go out?”
“No rush. Wait until they are all severely injured.”
“I wonder when they will start fighting…” Before the Longbrow True Man finished, he suddenly saw the True Dragon Treasure Blood in the pool begin to boil violently.
Huge blood bubbles rose and burst continuously in the pool. Finally, the entire pool of blood surged skyward.
“Aaang—”
The blood transformed into a dragon silhouette that roared incessantly, deafening to the ears.
Instantly, the divine sons present grew solemn. They held their breath.
They knew the Dragon Emperor inheritance was about to emerge.
When that happened, apart from Wang Cong, the other divine sons would fight for it without hesitation.
The battle intent on Chen Tianming, Xiao Yichen, and Qi Tian grew stronger. Their gazes sharpened like unsheathed swords. While staring at the dragon silhouette, they also remained vigilant of the other two.
Wang Cong, having withdrawn and with weaker cultivation, was completely ignored.
As for Ye Qiu and the Longbrow True Man, hidden at the cave exit without making a sound, the divine sons present still did not know they had arrived long ago.
Moreover, in their minds, Ye Qiu and the Longbrow True Man had already been sacrificed.
After a while.
The dragon silhouette formed from True Dragon Treasure Blood began to change. From a dragon shape, it turned into a sphere, like a house-sized basketball, perfectly round and remarkably lifelike.
As time passed, the spherical True Dragon Treasure Blood continued to compress and shrink.
About half a quarter of an hour later.
Finally, the True Dragon Treasure Blood condensed into a single blood bead.
The blood bead slowly drifted down from the air and stopped three feet above the dragon head, rotating gently.
The blood bead was as large as a bowl, smooth and round, radiating golden divine light that was extraordinarily brilliant.
At the same time, the bloody stench vanished, replaced by a refreshing, soul-soothing fragrance.
The light from the blood bead grew ever brighter, soon resembling a blazing sun emitting divine radiance.
“This is… Dragon Emperor Essence Blood!”
Ye Qiu’s eyes widened in shock as he thought, “Could the Dragon Emperor inheritance be inside that essence blood?”
In an instant, divine light burst from the eyes of the three peerless geniuses surrounding the blood pool. They acted immediately.
“Shoo!”
Xiao Yichen, master of spatial translocation divine art, was the fastest. He appeared before the massive dragon head as though teleporting and reached out lightning-fast to seize the blood bead.
“Stop!”
“Get lost!”
Qi Tian and Chen Tianming roared in fury upon seeing this and attacked Xiao Yichen simultaneously.
