Master of Strange Dao

The Old Dragon King transformed into human form and bowed deeply.

"Ao Hai of the Dragon Clan, requests to see the master."

The Old Dragon King called out respectfully, but there was no response.

His tone started to carry a hint of pleading and expectation.

"Descendant Ao Hai, requests to see the master."

But still, it was the same, and a trace of disappointment flickered in the Old Dragon King's eyes.

Yet, he captured a thread of divine aura.

It was absolutely True Dragon's aura, the residual aura was faint, but there was no mistake.

It was the sensing engraved in his bloodline.

The Old Dragon King waited here, continuing to quietly comprehend.

Before long, nine Ninth Tier members of the Dragon Clan arrived together, forcibly sealing a 3000-mile radius of the sea.

Anyone who trespasses, shall be killed without mercy.

Anyone who spies, shall be killed without mercy.

No matter who's involved, they wouldn't hesitate to start a battle.

The Old Dragon King found the place where Yang had set up the altar, sensing piece by piece the remaining aura here.

He gathered all the lingering auras, unable to stop the old tears from streaming down.

Because those two strands of faint residual aura were different from every True Dragon aura passed down in the bloodline.

This means it's possible that a True Dragon hadn't existed in the past.

Instead, a new True Dragon might have appeared.

This place wasn't far from the Evil Dragon Tomb, meaning that the emergence of the True Dragon might indeed be connected with their countless years of effort, perhaps they were still somewhat useful.

The Old Dragon King stayed here, wanting to see more, in case something else was left behind.

He knew, a terribly fearsome spell might have been cast here once, by that suspected True Dragon of the Dragon Clan.

He didn't care why, he just waited here.

To see if the enemy would come, and who the enemy was.

True Dragon is an incomprehensible belief for the Dragon Clan, akin to the human clan's obsession with legacy.

In this matter, no one should think of stopping these folks.

The Old Dragon King led a group of over ten Dragon Clan powerhouses, as well as three thousand troops. This strength was absolutely enough to sweep across all island forces in the East Sea.

Some trembled, not understanding why the Dragon Clan suddenly went mad, yet none dared to spy anymore, and none dared to ask.

Because a Great Demon had spoken a couple of hard words and was brutally beaten to death by the Dragon Clan, who didn't care about reasoning.

Normally, Dragon Clan powerhouses scorned the act of ganging up.

They were typically targets of such ganges.

The East Sea became chaotic all of a sudden.

On the other side, Yu Ziqing and Yang returned to the Health Club, Yu Ziqing poured wine for Yang, he drank tea himself.

"You always play games like this without saying anything beforehand."

Watching Yang's glass of wine empty, he refilled it as he spoke.

"Alright, I know, for such particularly important matters, you can't speak ahead of time, saying it would be different, let's talk about what's going on first."

"I've killed him once.

Back then, I felt something was off, yet at that time, I couldn't sense what was wrong.

After many years passed, I never heard or saw anything similar again.

Capturing the True Name Seal, isn't easy.

This time, when you mentioned, I felt increasingly uneasy.

It's exactly the same as something I once experienced."

Yang drank the wine, with a tone carrying a hint of wistfulness.

"This time, the spell I started was the Blood Killing Curse, his response, and reactions, etc., it was already the second time I'd encountered them.

Last time, my Blood Killing Curse didn't kill him, I just used it to pinpoint his location, and refined him alive.

This time, just engaging once, I knew it was definitely him.

That kind of mystical aura, that arrogance, couldn't belong to any second person.

I killed him last time, he really didn't die.

So, I knew that this time, I couldn't completely kill him either.

I then extended another spell I'd prepared for many years, researched extensively before discovering it, on the foundation of the Blood Killing Curse.

Since I couldn't kill him, I'd destroy his abilities.

Make him never capable of capturing true name imprints again.

This time, the materials were particularly good, the effect was particularly remarkable, adding your Golden Blood, the effect was terrifyingly good.

With the Dharma Method centered on the true name, at least ninety percent of it became unusable for him.

He wouldn't be able to manifest with another identity as he did this time, with calamity to both form and soul.

After the second encounter, I understood more.

When the third time comes, he'll be doomed."

Yang spoke with determination, as though stating a fact.

No one knows what malicious water he's still scheming in his stomach.

Yu Ziqing put down the teacup and sighed lightly.

"He is that Wig White Water Egg, I sensed it very clearly.

I was wondering before, he wanted to find me, I also wanted to find his Descent Body.

Except I didn't anticipate his Descent Body could easily and rapidly reach Ninth Tier.

I had suspected that Tao before, but his restoration to Ninth Tier was too smooth, I no longer doubted much.

Now, it seems I indeed underestimated him.

He won't have the opportunity for a third descent.

Let's put this aside first, tell me about this spell, what's the matter?

And what about this blood-red rune?

If I hadn't shielded you, you might have ended up triggering a calamity more than once.

If it happened once, it must be a calamity where ninety-nine out of a hundred end in survival."

Yang paused silently, he indeed got overly eager.

Upon hearing this matter, he couldn't help it anymore.

In his life, few things could concern him, and this is definitely a heart knot.