Supreme Dragon Seal

At this moment, the sky was already turning dark and the setting sun only left a faint halo hanging on the horizon, but still reluctant to leave, as if not willing to let the world be covered by the darkness of the night.

Qi Bei, who had been lying down, suddenly sat up, and faint golden mist emanated from his pores, lingering for a while before being absorbed back into his nose, repeating this cycle.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from Qi Bei’s abdomen, and at the same time, the black long sword placed beside him began to tremble slightly.

The thunderous sound in his abdomen was caused by the boiling of the internal energy in his dantian, indicating that his spiritual energy had reached its peak state.

Qi Bei furrowed his eyebrows, feeling that in his empty and clear consciousness, there was a voice calling out to him constantly. This voice was elusive as if coming from the void, carrying a kind of irresistible majesty.

In a trance, a black gate appeared in front of him. The gate was hundreds of feet high, with vague patterns flashing on it.

Qi Bei couldn’t help but slowly walk towards the gate, as if he were a puppet being pulled by a string.

Puppet!

Qi Bei was shocked, his soul trembled suddenly, and he was instantly awakened from his trance.

Opening his eyes, Qi Bei slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling that his clothes were soaked through completely, but his internal energy had become much stronger, and the number of cyclones in his dantian had increased to six, reaching the peak of an intermediate warrior.

Qi Bei jumped out of bed and went to lie in the bathtub in the inner room.

In the hazy mist, Qi Bei’s black-as-ink eyes flickered with uncertainty.

“Is it you? Or you? You? Or maybe you?” Qi Bei murmured to himself. On his left palm was the flashing Dragon Seal, on the side of the bed was the mysterious black long sword, beside it was the floating Dread Seal, and on the far right was the black spatial ring taken from the fingers of the Dark Saint Mage Wutian, inside of which were some magic treasures and the skull scepter.

Spatial rings were rare items, and as space magic and alchemy continued to decline, spatial rings became increasingly scarce.

In the entire Nord family, only the patriarch had one, and its internal space was only the size of half a room.

However, the spatial ring of the Dark Saint Mage Wutian had a very wide space inside, divided into ten compartments, nine of which were restricted, and only one was free for Qi Bei to enter. Inside were some low-grade magic crystals and miscellaneous items.

After thinking for a while, Qi Bei’s eyes lit up. Wasn’t this mysterious black long sword able to absorb the Dark Soul Restriction? Could he break all nine prohibitions by putting it into the spatial ring?

After all, that old mage had reached the Saint grade, so there must be many peerless treasures in the space ring.

Qi Bei was a little excited, and he immediately put the black long sword into the spatial ring.

Sure enough, as soon as the black long sword entered the spatial ring, it immediately responded.

However, with the sword away from his hand, Qi Bei could not sense the information transmitted by it.

After waiting for a while, Qi Bei shook his head in disappointment. He could feel that the black long sword was indeed absorbing the prohibitions inside, but the speed was extremely slow, unlike the rapid absorption of the three-fold Dark Soul Prohibitions in the Marquis of Lanling’s Mansion. He estimated that the prohibitions inside were of extremely high level, and it was not something that the black long sword could absorb in a short time.

Qi Bei retracted his thoughts and looked at the gray-colored Dread Seal in front of him. Except for initially triggering the fear hidden deep in his heart, it seemed to have nothing special.

At this moment, Qi Bei felt an unusual burning sensation in the palm of his left hand where the Dragon Seal was located. On the pattern of the seal, the roaring golden dragon tossed and turned in the clouds, and among them, another golden shadow danced with the tail wings of the golden dragon, as if a golden flame suddenly burst out from the dragon tail.

Suddenly, the Dread Seal emitted bursts of gray light, and the mysterious runes on it started shimmering one by one.

Soon, the entire Dread Seal began to melt, turning into thin threads and drilling into the Dragon Seal on Qi Bei’s left palm.

Qi Bei suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he had been thrown into an ice cave. Grayness spread from his palm to his whole body.

His hands quickly swelled, and golden dragon scales covered them rapidly. He even used the first transformation of the divine dragon, and to his surprise, a faint gray light flashed on the golden dragon scales.

The Dread Seal had merged with the Dragon Seal, but he didn’t know what impact it would have on his attacks.

In just a few breaths, the dragon claws quickly retracted, and everything was the same as before as if nothing had happened.

…

When Qi Bei finished dressing and went out, the sky was full of stars, and his yard was crowded with people carrying various items.

“Little brat, if you don’t come out, I’ll break down the door myself.” Huai’an laughed and patted Qi Bei on the back.

“I say, big brother, what’s with all this stuff?” Qi Bei asked in confusion.

Huai’an looked at Qi Bei like he was an idiot, and touched his forehead, “You’re not feverish, are you? Have you been practicing to the point of being stupid? Tomorrow is your engagement day with Princess Ming Yue, you need to start preparing tonight.”

Qi Bei was stunned. Tomorrow was the day of his engagement? Time really flew by.

However, should he tell the clan about the situation with the Marquis?

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Qi Bei made a decision. The matter was too important, and he did not want the clan to know about Nan Wuya and the Dark Saint Mage Wutian.

Ceremonies like the engagement between the legitimate heir of the Nord family and the royal princess had countless rules and regulations.

Qi Bei didn’t understand them, nor did he bother to learn. He let others pull him around like a marionette.

After two hours of busying around, it was already deep into the night when Qi Bei finished the formalities.

“Qi Bei, after tomorrow, you will go to the West Spirit City. The old man said he would transfer 250 Black Armored troops to you, and you can go to the barracks in person to select your troops,” Huai’an patted Qi Bei’s shoulder and said.

“Hehe, big brother, don’t be stingy with your men if I choose them,” Qi Bei laughed.

“As long as you want them, big brother will release them,” Huai’an laughed. He knew very well that the West Spirit City was a difficult place to establish oneself without corresponding strength.

“Thank you, big brother,” Qi Bei said sincerely.

“Why so much politeness between brothers?” Huai’an said. He thought for a moment and continued, “Qi Bei, you’ve been practicing in the house for a day and a night. You may not know that Feng Tian of the Heavenly Mountain Peak, who is also the personal disciple of Princess Ming Yue’s master, arrived in the capital yesterday. I heard that he had a pleasant conversation with Princess Ming Yue.”

“A man?” Qi Bei raised his eyebrows and asked.

“Yes, he’s about the same age as Princess Ming Yue and is already a thunder-element King-grade mage. It is said that he strongly advised against your engagement with Princess Ming Yue,” Huai’an said coldly.