After listening to Taihou's words, Qin Chuan smiled and looked at him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. However, Qin Chuan realized he had no idea what Taihou was really thinking.
Since Yu Qing had seen through him and told him, and he himself had also noticed it, even before knowing if it was the real difference,
this was enough to demonstrate Taihou's ability to hide his true intentions. With such a strong disguise, he naturally had the insight to see through what Qin Chuan and Yu Qing had discerned.
The reason Taihou was telling him all this now might not actually be to confront him and then claim to be moved.
Yu Qing had previously reminded him that Taihou was a man who wouldn't change; he was driven by his goals, and since he had such intentions before, he would definitely act on them.
"I believe you!" Qin Chuan said with a smile.
"Then why did you give me pills, and such expensive ones at that?" Taihou looked at Qin Chuan, puzzled.
"I just felt that Brother Tai was a trustworthy person." Qin Chuan was telling the truth, at least when he gave him the pills.
Now, Qin Chuan really didn't know whether he should give them to him or not; besides, in the current situation, it was best to prevent the other party from suspecting him and becoming wary of him.
Only in this way could he better deal with some of the opponent's trump cards, and perhaps even have a slight chance of making the opponent give up the idea of attacking him.
"The reason I said this to Brother Qin is because of your character. I hope you can forgive my petty mind," Tai Hou said earnestly.
"I understand. Actually, Brother Tai didn't need to say it. I really didn't feel it. In my eyes, Brother Tai is a truly honest person," Qin Chuan flattered.
"I said it in the hope of easing some of my guilt."
If Tai Hou hadn't said anything, Qin Chuan might have still held onto the hope that the other party wouldn't attack him, but now there was none at all.
Qin Chuan's Golden Divine Eyes could now clearly capture some of the other party's inner fluctuations. There were clues to his hypocrisy, even if the other party hid it very well.
He hadn't noticed it before, and the other party had unintentionally revealed it. Now that he could hide it, it was often like this. The more deliberately you try to do something, the easier it is to expose yourself. Under the Golden Divine Eyes, this kind of pretense seemed even more ridiculous.
However, Qin Chuan didn't say anything more. He just told himself to be careful. Now that he knew his inner intentions, Qin Chuan was still confident in dealing with him.
More than half a month had passed in the blink of an eye, and that day was drawing near. Qin Chuan was also a little excited, after all, he would soon see the mutated seven-headed demonic dragon serpent.
This was a being at the War God realm, only weakened for a single day on a specific day, and even then, it possessed the strength of a Heavenly Venerable.
Although Qin Chuan hadn't reached the Heavenly Venerable realm, he wasn't afraid of Heavenly Venerables now. For example, Tai Hou was a Heavenly Venerable, and after using the Yin-Yang Dragon Serpent Pill, he was even stronger within the Heavenly Venerable realm.
Even so, Qin Chuan still felt that dealing with Tai Hou wouldn't be too difficult, especially with Yu Qing, who was at least beyond the Heavenly Venerable realm.
However, strength and realm weren't always the deciding factors. Many times, one could be defeated by an unexpected force, and many strong individuals could ultimately die at the hands of weaker ones.
Of course, these weaker individuals might rely on special methods or special treasures, using underhanded tactics, but regardless, the weaker ones ultimately killed the stronger ones.
The day finally arrived. The world was gray, a wondrous scene of howling winds, flying sand and stones, and the sun and moon obscured. Qin Chuan and his companions, who had been there for days, felt an even more terrifying threat than before.
Even Qin Chuan, at his level of strength, felt the insignificance of humanity. It's said that a martial artist's lifelong pursuit is nothing more than seizing destiny and fortune—in short, fighting against the heavens—yet in the end, the martial artist always fails.
They say man can conquer nature, but this is merely a beautiful belief, an encouragement; even gods fall. They
had thoroughly scouted this place over the past few days, and with only one day left, if they couldn't kill this mutated seven-headed demonic dragon, they would have to wait a very, very long time.
Besides, Qin Chuan couldn't stay here that long, so this was their only chance. If they couldn't succeed today, they would have to give up.
This ancient dragon tomb contained something Qin Chuan needed, something that attracted him. If he didn't obtain it, it would be a huge loss.
Tai Hou was very excited, his eyes hiding a frenzied desire, indicating that something inside was attracting him, and something of paramount importance.
The Dragonkin race, and this is the ancient Dragon Tomb—that's normal. Qin Chuan just doesn't know if what attracts him is the same thing Tai Hou needs.
Everyone who can enter here possesses dragon blood, and even pure dragon blood at that. Therefore, the entity that attracts the Dragonkin race must attract everyone with dragon blood.
Everyone wants the good stuff, but there's only one, and one person can't handle it alone, so cooperation is necessary. However, there's only one good thing, so it can't be shared.
The best solution is for him to take it all, and for the others to remain here forever. If they die at the hands of the mutated seven-headed demonic dragon serpent, that would be perfect, and he wouldn't feel any guilt.
A colossal dragon palace stands in the distance, towering between heaven and earth like a massive mountain range.
Qin Chuan is astonished; this is the first time he's seen such a solemn and enormous dragon palace. The palace itself is carved from a massive mountain range.
It's carved with countless dragon patterns, lifelike, powerful, domineering, and sacred—various in form and shape, but each one exudes divine might.
A faint halo of light emanated from the palace, carrying an eerie and sinister aura, exuding a chilling aura.
A
deafening roar faintly echoed. Qin Chuan's golden divine eyes saw a vast net of the five elements enveloping the entire Dragon Palace. Yu
Qing
then said to Qin Chuan, "On this day, no being in the Ancient Dragon Tomb will surpass the Heavenly Venerable Realm."
Qin Chuan looked at Yu Qing; her strength exceeded the Heavenly Venerable Realm, and her realm had been weakened, reduced to the Heavenly Venerable level.
Qin Chuan was unaffected, as his strength hadn't reached the Heavenly Venerable Realm yet.
Tai Hou's expression remained calm, his eyes fixed on the massive Dragon Palace.
Although he had used the Yin-Yang Dragon Pill, his strength hadn't exceeded the Heavenly Venerable Realm, so he probably didn't know that not only the mutated seven-headed demonic dragon serpent was weakened, but all beings would be weakened.
Perhaps he did know, or had known all along, because that's why he, at the Heavenly Venerable Realm, had absolute confidence in dealing with Yu Qing, who was stronger than him.
Qin Chuan's strength and realm didn't concern Tai Hou.