Chapter 477

Chapter 477: True Dragon Heritage

True Dragon Heritage!

Hearing this name, even someone as composed as Midi couldn’t suppress a sharp intake of breath.

In his past life, though Midi had barely reached first-class practitioner status, he’d never had any chance of obtaining such powerful bloodline inheritances. Yet he fully understood the immense value of a "True Dragon Heritage".

Those who possessed such inheritances were invariably the world’s most formidable figures – beings who held the life and death of entire Arad continent in their palms.

As for the insignificant Hawk Brigade and its so-called genius commander Midi? No matter how unwilling, they’d been forced to survive beneath others’ shadows.

But now, this very heritage promising ascension to ultimate power lay within Midi’s grasp.

For a moment, Midi felt profound gratitude for his past decisions – paying any cost to seize Sky City, undergoing Extraordinary Awakening in the Dragon’s Blood White Crystal Pool. These truly ranked among his most crucial choices since reincarnation.

Yet doubt lingered. Could the True Dragon Heritage truly be obtained so easily?

The colossal Dragon Head seemed to sense his hesitation, releasing earth-shaking laughter. "Don’t rejoice yet, human. While this heritage ranks among the world’s mightiest, mastering it takes more than moments. Consider the Shaded Realm – countless geniuses emerge each Black Dragon Conference, yet how many pass the Trial of Dark Dragon City?"

Midi’s heart tightened. The dragon was right – obtaining the heritage merely granted entry to the path of supreme experts. Walking that path was entirely different.

"Thank you for the wisdom," Midi pressed, "but what of the Demon Dragon bloodline’s inheritance?"

"A Demon Dragon isn’t a true dragon," the Dragon Head answered dismissively. "Reach sufficient cultivation level and you’ll understand."

As the words faded, the spectral dragon head dissolved into nothingness.

Suddenly, the flickering black magic flame leapt from its pedestal – before Midi could react, it streaked into his body like falling star!

It felt like swallowing the sun.

Scorching energy erupted within him, burning through every fiber of his being.

Midi desperately raised defenses, but within breaths the deceptively weak-looking black flame pierced through them all. Crushing Dragon’s Might pinned him motionless.

Clearly, obtaining the True Dragon Heritage itself constituted the trial.

A trial offering no retreat – survive or perish.

Fire gouted from Midi’s mouth with every exhalation, blackened heat rippling the air. Had his form not remained humanoid, he might’ve been mistaken for some fire-spewing drake hatchling.

Inside, the black flames permeated every cell, simultaneously burning and tempering.

Then the inferno reached his core.

The Spirit Dragon Sword’s domain.

This manifestation of Midi’s cultivation – forged from demon god, Ultimate Intent, psychic energy, magic, and Dragon Power – now endured the black flame’s crucible. Like common iron being hammered on some smith’s anvil!

Under this brutal forging, all Midi’s scattered powers coalesced.

Even his mysterious demon god roared silently, hungrily devouring the black flames!

Instantly, the flames reversed course like tidal surge. Midi’s inner landscape became fiery ocean, the Spirit Dragon Sword’s former position now a Gigantic Vortex.

Within this maelstrom, concentrated black fire began battering against Midi’s level bottleneck!

To his shock, his freshly stabilized Level 63 peak cultivation started crumbling under the onslaught. The barrier loosened… then began yielding toward Level 64!

“Is this the legendary Rebirth Through Fire? Even though it’s only the first stage, it already produces such results.” Watching Midi being consumed by the Black Flames, Eighth Apostle Rot sighed with mixed emotions. “The methods of King Bacal of the Tyrant Dragon are truly unimaginable. I can’t match him…”

But Midi could no longer hear Rot’s voice.

Every ounce of his power and will was devoted to resisting the burning black flame.

After an immeasurable time, Midi finally felt the black fire within him cool and fade.

No—it didn’t vanish, but instead merged completely with his being.

The Spirit Dragon Sword reforged by the black flames could no longer bear that name, as psychic energy was no longer its core attribute.

The Inheritance of the Sea Emperor, once Midi’s greatest strength, had now been overtaken by the True Dragon Heritage.

Thus, the sword was better called the True Dragon Sword now.

Dark patterns covering forty percent of the blade shimmered brilliantly across the reforged weapon.

By absorbing power from the True Dragon Heritage, Midi effortlessly shattered his bottleneck and rose to Level 64.

His eyes snapped open, a sharp glint flashing within them as black radiance enveloped his body.

This glow no longer held golden-red hues but instead a deep obsidian shade with a metallic sheen.

Black Iron Dragon Flame—this was the power Midi gained after inheriting the True Dragon’s legacy and completing the first stage of Rebirth Through Fire.

The emergence of Dragon Flames meant Midi’s True Dragon bloodline—and its derived Dragon Power, Dragon Breath, and Dragon’s Might—could now manifest as concrete skills with overwhelming force.

Even his trusted Golden-Red Sword Lights evolved under this influence.

Sensing the surging energy within, Midi inhaled deeply and focused.

In an instant, he vanished from his spot and reappeared upside-down on the stone ceiling of the vast hall, defying gravity.

“Sky Sword Dance has evolved…” A smile tugged at Midi’s lips. “This new skill shall be named Heavenly Dragon Strike.”

Sky Sword Dance, his awakened Secret Technique for flight using Golden-Red Sword Lights, had once let him dominate the Sea of Clouds—destroying hundreds of Vanguard ships and even Skyships single-handedly.

Now, with Golden-Red Sword Lights replaced by Black Iron Dragon Flame, Sky Sword Dance transformed.

Heavenly Dragon Strike combined Sky Sword Dance’s flight with Demon Shadow Flash’s agility, while borrowing traits from a mage’s mid-range teleportation.

Though potent, Sky Sword Dance had limitations—visible tail flames wasted magic, while speed constraints hindered maneuverability.

Heavenly Dragon Strike, fueled by Black Iron Dragon Flame, eliminated these flaws. No energy leaked as tail flames; every shred of power focused on flight. The superior Black Iron Dragon Flame also boosted speed dramatically.

Further enhanced by the mysterious demon god within him, Demon Shadow Flash became integrated into the skill—allowing instant teleportation mid-flight.

Flight’s inertia and turning difficulties vanished with teleportation, granting unmatched flexibility.

Channeling Black Iron Dragon Flame explosively even mimicked a mage’s teleportation array. While less suited for combat, this mid-range movement proved invaluable for exploration.

Merely obtaining the True Dragon Heritage had elevated Midi to Level 64, evolved his Golden-Red Sword Lights into Black Iron Dragon Flame, and transformed Sky Sword Dance into Heavenly Dragon Strike—a massive leap in power.

Now, Midi truly ranked among Mososbury City’s elite fighters.

He finally felt ready to face Thor the “Warrior”—the Level 67 Demon Dragon bloodline wielder.

“I’ve spent enough time in this Sea of Trees. Time to visit the underground Dragon Tower and meet those core disciples from major families.” After brief rest, Midi decided.

The three small-family fighters had schemed viciously, sealing their own fates. Without Midi, they’d never have reached the heritage chamber.

Even solving every alchemical mechanism wouldn’t have granted them the True Dragon Heritage—they’d have been destroyed by the Dragon Head guardians.

Yet Midi didn’t claim inevitability. Luck played a role; without those three, his path would’ve been harder.

Before leaving the ruins, Midi collected their bodies and buried them in a quiet corner of the Sea of Trees—fulfilling his final Obligations.

With this done, he departed for the underground Dragon Tower.

No smoke trailed him this time.

Black flames erupted around Midi—then a flash of darkness carried him kilometers away.

This was the evolved Secret Technique: Heavenly Dragon Strike.

“I’ll scout this way first.” Feeling the torrent of power within, Midi smiled.