Chapter 923
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Chapter 923: A Chance Given!
Regardless of the ominous atmosphere of this place, the blazing flames in the distance filled the air, radiating an intense heat. Something extraordinary seemed to lie within, and the aura alone was enough to instill fear and awe into their beast souls.
The Yin-Yang Dark Dragon had reverted to his true form, sitting cross-legged despite his terrifyingly massive frame. Though his proportions seemed absurd, his presence exuded an overwhelming and terrifying power.
Su Yi, his eyes slightly closed, occasionally formed hand seals as beams of light descended onto the Yin-Yang Dark Emperor’s forehead.
“Ahhh…”
Within the closed eyes of the Yin-Yang Dark Emperor, a dazzling, crystalline miniature form of the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon appeared, roaring ferociously in his mind. The manifestation resembled a smaller version of his true form but radiated an astonishing aura, glowing with an intense brilliance.
Su Yi’s soul power surged as he formed a seal within the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon’s mind. The Divine Demonic Ancient Verse activated, and energy rippled through Su Yi’s body like a powerful tide.
From the outside, Su Yi emanated a demonic yet oddly serene aura. The terrifying atmosphere, steeped in ancient charm, surged and spread like ocean waves, suppressing all directions within this space.
“Ahhh!”
Moments later, a strange mark appeared within the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon’s beast soul. A demonic yet serene glow flickered deep within it, accompanied by a roar that echoed through his soul.
In the mysterious space, Su Yi’s eyes snapped open, revealing a pair of deep, radiant eyes swirling with light. However, his face had turned deathly pale.
The Demon Spirit Contract from the Divine Demonic Ancient Verse had been established. Su Yi had previously used this technique to bind the Green Emperor, but inscribing the contract within the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon, even with no resistance, was a monumental strain on his current strength.
After finalizing the contract, Su Yi descended to stand before the colossal Yin-Yang Dark Dragon.
The dragon’s blood had not yet dried, and his wounds were ghastly. Bone-deep holes and shattered scales marred his massive body, with flickers of black and white light emanating faintly. Slowly, the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon’s tightly closed eyes opened.
“Boom!”
At that precise moment, the mysterious space trembled violently for no apparent reason.
From the depths of the mysterious void, a majestic aura suddenly erupted. Divine light cascaded from above, accompanied by a vast and ancient presence. The radiant energy enveloped the Yin-Yang Dark Emperor’s body entirely.
“Boom, boom…”
Bright lightning flashed, and deafening thunder resounded as an immense surge of divine energy descended. It poured directly into the Yin-Yang Dark Emperor’s true form, the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon, enveloping him completely.
“Roar!”
The overwhelming aura swept across the area, causing the Red Wind Black-Eyed Demon Monkey, the Cloud-Stepping Silver Leopard, and the Golden Gryphon to tremble with fear. Their eyes filled with terror as they bowed toward the heavens, roaring in submission.
Enveloped in the divine light, the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon’s mangled body began to heal at an astonishing rate. A mysterious ancient energy seeped into his flesh and bones, traversing the boundaries of time and space.
“Roar!”
The Yin-Yang Dark Dragon rose to his full height, his roar thundering like the heavens themselves. He greedily absorbed the ancient energy, his massive eyes reflecting a mix of awe, astonishment, excitement, and reverence.
“A great opportunity…”
Xi Wuqing sighed quietly, his expression one of deep thought. Witnessing such events firsthand reminded him of the profound transformation the Green Emperor had undergone in the past.
Meanwhile, Su Yi’s pale face carried a faint smile. Everything had gone as expected. After establishing the Demon Spirit Contract, the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon had fully surrendered.
Within the dragon’s mind, a newfound soul power now resonated, granting him recognition from the mysterious space. This acknowledgment would bestow immense benefits, just as it had once done for the Green Emperor.
Su Yi valued the Yin-Yang Dark Dragon, a being at the third grade of the Demonic Emperor Realm, and sought to completely subdue him. By granting him this unparalleled opportunity, Su Yi not only solidified his loyalty but also bolstered his strength during a critical moment.
Having narrowly escaped the Saint Martial Assembly, Su Yi now found himself in the Chaos Realm. He was acutely aware of the challenges ahead and understood the urgency of growing stronger. Alone, his strength would not suffice—far from it.
Huang Jian was dumbfounded by the commotion. He stared blankly at the scene before him, feeling his Qi blocked within his body. Trembling and shivering, his soul remained in a state of constant agitation.
“Did you bring more people?”
Amid the commotion, the Blood Spiritual Ginseng appeared in the distance, cautiously poking its head out from the medicinal field. It observed curiously but didn’t dare to come closer. The thought of Su Yi potentially bringing another terrifying creature like Su Xiaoshuai made it wary—it couldn’t risk being targeted.
“Take this for healing!”
With a wave of his hand, Su Yi sent three small bottles of Spiritual Essence falling before Huang Jian, the Golden Gryphon, the Cloud-Stepping Silver Leopard, and the Red Wind Black-Eyed Demon Monkey.
Huang Jian’s injuries were still unhealed, and the others—Golden Gryphon, Cloud-Stepping Silver Leopard, and Red Wind Black-Eyed Demon Monkey—were also wounded. Su Yi had brought them here intending to use the Spiritual Essence to aid their recovery and provide opportunities for improvement. It was highly likely that they would make significant progress.
Though they didn’t fully understand what Su Yi had given them, Huang Jian and the others could sense it was something extraordinary. Without hesitation, they consumed the Spiritual Essence.
As the liquid entered their throats, a transformative change began to take hold in their eyes…
“Little girl, do you know who I am?”
Xi Wuqing scanned his surroundings before fixing his gaze on Feng Qier. Her eyes flickered with surprise and fear as he addressed her.
“I am Su Yi’s older brother.”
Feng Qier was astonished. She only knew that this powerful man seemed to be Su Yi’s sworn brother, someone capable of overpowering the Yin-Yang Dark Emperor. She had also heard rumors of his immense strength as a Soul Tamer.
“I am Su Yi’s sworn elder brother, though I hold other titles as well. I’ll share them with you later.”
Xi Wuqing smiled slightly, his expression turning serious as he looked at Feng Qier.
“You have some special circumstances within your body. It’s possible that your life won’t be long—you’re already aware of this. Based on my estimation, you may not have much time left.”
“I already know. Thank you for saving me. Unfortunately, I have a terminal illness and can only repay your great kindness in my next life.”
Feng Qier’s eyes were calm. Since childhood, she had known about her condition. Living this long had already felt like a blessing, and she had long prepared herself for the inevitable.
“Actually, what you have isn’t an illness,” Xi Wuqing said. “Strictly speaking, it’s called Disastrous Poison Soul.”
“Disastrous Poison Soul…” Feng Qier murmured, confused. She had never heard of it before.
“Yes, Disastrous Poison Soul. It’s a long story, and I’ll explain it in detail later. But this condition can actually be cured. There’s a significant chance, and I can help you try. However, the process is excruciating—worse than death itself. If you can’t endure it, you might die during the process. But if you can, there’s a great chance for complete recovery in the future,” Xi Wuqing explained.
“If there’s even a chance, I’m willing to try,” Feng Qier replied without hesitation. “It would be a way to serve and express my gratitude to the seniors in the future.”
For someone who was already prepared to face death, Feng Qier had nothing to fear. If enduring pain offered even a sliver of hope for survival, she was more than willing to take the chance.