"Little fellow, are you telling the truth? Why does this King sense the aura of the Golden Dragon King coming from you?"
Among the dragons in Dragon Valley, the Mountain Dragon King was the first to speak, his expression peculiar.
The last time Feng Zaixing came, he was a pure-blooded human; this time, he was naturally still a pure-blooded human, but he had integrated a significant amount of the Golden Dragon King's blood essence, making him terrifyingly powerful.
"Although I, Feng Zaixing, am young, what I say is generally not false."
Feng Zaixing looked around and said with a faint smile, "As for the Golden Dragon King's blood essence, I happened to encounter the son of a God King who had sealed the Golden Dragon King's power outside—"
"Oh," "So that's how it is," "How should we address you?"
Feng Zaixing briefly recounted his experiences, and the dragons came to a sudden realization. Their not-so-bright minds didn't find any issues, so they accepted him one after another.
This human is a good person, and he has the Golden Dragon King's blood essence; rounding it up, he's basically half a member of the Dragon Clan.
"Don't worry about titles, just call me by my name. Anyway, I'm going to Cultivate here now. Does anyone have any objections?"
Feng Zaixing scanned the dragons and asked.
The two great Dragon Kings shouted in unison, "No Dragon has any objections!"
The thousand dragon souls followed suit, "We have no objections! There are plenty of dragon souls to go around, but make sure the tombstones look a bit better!"
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Feng Zaixing cupped his hands to all sides, then summoned his chosen laborer, blazing apricot jiao shu, saying, "Little Fire, it's time for you to work hard again."
blazing apricot jiao shu's voice came from the blazing fire god-level mecha, sounding weak and plaintive, as if she had lost all her options.
"When I became the spirit of the blazing fire, you said our main focus would be combat."
"Yes, that's right. This is just an occasional side job."
Feng Zaixing chuckled and then urged, "Quick, quick, quick, transform into a giant excavator and get to work."
blazing apricot jiao shu manipulated the mecha to transform, and a red heavy-duty excavator appeared out of thin air in Dragon Valley. The dragons watched with wide eyes; what a fine thing.
"Heh!"
Feng Zaixing jumped onto the excavator, wearing a protective helmet. With the composure of an old master, he drove the large vehicle forward slowly, starting his shift.
Soon, a large pit appeared, and the skeleton of a Wind Dragon Clan member, over two hundred meters tall, was buried.
Seeing this, the Mountain Dragon King found it quite novel and sent a message to the Light Dragon King: "Humans are truly creative. To think they even have this kind of skill; it's not much slower than my control over the earth element."
The Light Dragon King said, "Humans are born weak, but they always possess great creativity. This is one point where our Dragon Clan, and even all beast races, are inferior."
The two great Dragon Kings watched Feng Zaixing skillfully operate the machine, burying dragons and erecting tombstones. As they sighed with emotion, they recalled the history of the Dragon Clan, their hearts growing heavy.
Two hours later.
The blazing fire sped away amidst blazing apricot jiao shu's cheers of "Off work!" Feng Zaixing jumped down, fixed his gaze on the two whispering Dragon Kings, and said, "You two are so knowledgeable about the history of the God Realm's Dragon Clan and humans. Are you interested in telling me about the abilities and strength of the former Five Great God Kings?"
"If there are memory fragments or similar things, that would be for the best."
The Mountain Dragon King shook his head. "In my previous Life, I was slain by the Dragon God, and many of my memories were lost. Ask Light; he committed suicide, so his memories are clear."
A flash of embarrassment crossed the Light Dragon King's old face as he said, "Among the former Five Great God Kings of the God Realm, the Asura God had the strongest offensive power, but he was the only single one among them. His strength was inferior to the combined efforts of Kindness and Evil, and the couple Destruction and Life had many miraculous effects when working together."
"I see you are walking the path of fusing sacred and evil powers. This is a path with great prospects. If you can deeply integrate the two, you might be able to derive a trace of Creation Power."
Feng Zaixing said solemnly, "I've heard that the Dragon God's power was Destruction and Creation, which were later left to the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings respectively, involving the Universe's core Law of Creation Power."
"Yes. Since you know this, study it well. There isn't much more guidance I can give you," the Light Dragon King said.
"Then never mind."
Feng Zaixing didn't mind that the old dragon was being tight-lipped. He walked to the place where the Dragon God's dragon soul had once remained and used his Golden Dragon King Bloodline to settle his mind and sense the area.
A moment later, his sword-like brows suddenly furrowed. His Sea of Spirit, invisible to outsiders, turned blood-red. Then, he saw a powerful being wearing blood-red divine armor holding a divine sword to channel the World's rules, bringing down a sword light that seemed capable of slashing through everything.
This single strike slashed through the Dragon God's body, splitting it into the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings.
The one who struck was, naturally, the old Asura God.
"Fortunately, Tang San's attack power is far inferior to the old Asura God's; otherwise, how would I have had the chance to destroy his Divine Sense?"
""
Feng Zaixing whispered to himself. The old Asura God's strength could be glimpsed from this light and shadow; his offensive power was so formidable that he could slash through the Dragon God's body, far beyond what Tang San's meager skills could compare to.
He thought to himself: "Currently, I have already mastered the sacred and evil powers. Here, there is the Asura God's offensive Sword Intent, and Demon Island seems to have the energy left by the two God Kings of Life and Destruction."
"After I leave Dragon Valley, I'll go to Demon Island to study. Once the budget versions of the Five Great God Kings' abilities are gathered, I wonder what kind of thing I can cook up."
Having made up his mind, Feng Zaixing acted immediately. He sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, repeatedly visualizing the remnant Asura Sword Intent imprinted in his mind, trying to strip away the elements that were beneficial to him.
His thought manifestation erupted, and the scene of the Asura God Sword slashing the Dragon God surfaced again and again. A War God light and shadow carrying the sacred and evil Qi of the Overlord Way appeared around Feng Zaixing. Its aura was as vast as the mountains and seas, changing accordingly.
At this moment, the blood sea in his Sea of Spirit surged. On the floating island, the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger cried out, "Old Feng, what are you doing? Why is there such terrifying Killing Intent—"
The Golden Behemoth hid its body high up, and even in the eyes of the angel spirit soul Xu Yanzhen, various looks of shock appeared as she flew to a high place to avoid being harmed.
"This is Cultivation. You guys join in too."
Feng Zaixing's voice appeared in the Sea of Spirit, sounding like a Buddha's chant or a Daoist decree, bringing pressure to the spirit souls.
He followed the Body Sect's principle of tempering everything, finally extending his hand to his own spirit souls.
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger pounced and jumped around like a lion jumping through fire hoops in a circus. After a while, he was exhausted and panting, shouting, "What kind of spirit soul goes through this kind of Cultivation? Shouldn't we be comfortably absorbing spiritual energy in the Spirit Ascension Platform?"
Xu Yanzhen gave him a white look and said, "You are already a hundred-thousand-year spirit soul. How much use can absorbing spiritual energy still have? It's better to Cultivate hard yourself."
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger wailed in misery, "But our race was born without the ability to Cultivate, only the ability to devour! Awoo!"
Feng Zaixing couldn't take it anymore. He appeared as a mental manifestation and rolled his eyes, saying, "Less talk! I've placed all of Halossa's spirit souls in the Sea of Spirit. If you don't finish absorbing his energy and become a Vicious Beast spirit soul, don't even think about asking me to challenge Di Tian in the future!"
"Remember, you are the king of the tiger race."
"Fine, this King will give it his all!"
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger dejectedly shrank his body, turning into a big cat only a meter long, and actively leaped into the blood sea.
Only then did Feng Zaixing's expression soften as he looked at the Golden Behemoth. "Little Behemoth, your race is known for eating Dragon beasts. You also gained many benefits from absorbing the Golden Dragon King's blood essence last time. It's time for you to work hard."
The Golden Behemoth sat up and gesticulated wildly, expressing its thoughts through mental intent: "Huo huo— (I've been working hard to upgrade my Bloodline, evolving toward the most powerful Amethyst Behemoth of the Behemoth race!)—"
Feng Zaixing was amused. Looking at this giant beast whose fur occasionally shimmered with purple light, he smiled and asked, "Then have you succeeded?"
The little Behemoth's face turned bitter, its massive fists creating a whistling wind: "Huo huo haha— (I have already vaguely sensed that in the depths of the Universe, there is a supreme king of our Behemoth race. If I can establish contact with him, I can evolve.)"
"Hei huo hei huo— (I've been working hard; maybe I'll succeed in a few years.)"
Feng Zaixing knew that the Zither Emperor Ye Yinzhue's contracted beast was an Amethyst Behemoth. Thinking of that man's various experiences in overcoming difficulties, he couldn't help but chuckle.
The little Behemoth thought Feng Zaixing didn't believe it and said anxiously, "Huo huo— (What I said is true, I'm not being lazy.)"
Feng Zaixing shook his head and laughed, saying, "It's not that I don't believe you, but I remembered a legend about a certain God King. His way of defeating his strongest enemies was quite... special."
A very human-like question mark appeared on the little Behemoth's face: "???"
Special? How special could it be? Could his fighting style be different from the Douluo Continent?
Feng Zaixing suppressed a smile and waved his hand. "Alright, alright. If you have a direction, sense it slowly. Also, your cultivation has already exceeded that of a hundred-thousand-year spirit soul; it's time to learn how to speak."
"I've heard the legends of the Amethyst Behemoths; they are all capable of speech. If you want to evolve, you must work hard."
The little Behemoth perked up, stood at attention, and beat its chest: "Huo!— (Understood!)"
Feng Zaixing nodded slightly, and a long sword carrying blood-colored Killing Intent condensed in his hand, pointing toward Xu Yanzhen.
"You have some memories of the First Generation Angel God, and you still remember the combat techniques. Let's spar."
Xu Yanzhen nodded and left the Sea of Spirit. Holy radiance gathered, and her sword hummed toward the sky.
Instantly, a Sword Qi storm erupted in Dragon Valley as two angel light shadows fought across the clouds of the Nine Heavens.
At the entrance of Dragon Valley, Princess Dai Yuner, who had just entered, looked into the distance at the shimmering multicolored light. Her eyes flashed with joy: "So beautiful! This Princess must go and see."
Time passed quickly, and three months had gone by.
Amidst a wave of joy, the Star Luo Empire saw off the various experts of the Federation. Only the diplomatic mission that had come to visit from the start remained on the Star Luo Continent.
A new high-tax policy that made countless wealthy people and families wail in grief was freshly released. The officials passionately spoke out, advising Dai Tianling not to commit such tyrannical acts that competed with the people for profit and chilled their hearts.
Unexpectedly, Dai Tianling roared, "State Preceptor, help me! The Star Luo Empire must have its own Imperial Investigation Bureau and Tax Bureau!"
Cao Dezhi descended from the sky and announced with a smile that the Tang Sect would follow the model of the Sun Moon Federation's Federal Investigation Bureau to establish the Imperial Investigation Bureau and Tax Bureau. They would initiate a wartime plan, collecting a wartime tax of over ninety percent.
It was fine not to pay, but that would mean opposing the Star Luo Empire and the Tang Sect. If taxes weren't paid within ten days, the army would come to your door and kill your entire Family, and your property would be nationalized.
There was no chance to escape either. The neighboring Douling Continent had long been smashed by Evil Soul Masters; going there carried a high probability of becoming Cultivation Materials for an Evil Soul Master. The Sun Moon Federation was the ancestor of doing exactly this.
Finding themselves with no way out, the officials' faces turned ashen. Amidst their wails of grief, they shouted "Loyalty! Long live!" expressing their willingness to sacrifice their Family fortunes for the Empire's great cause and face the national crisis together.
In Dragon Valley, everything was calm. Feng Zaixing Cultivated in an orderly manner. His Sea of Spirit had turned into a holy and brilliant radiant gold, purifying the strands of blood sea Sword Intent he had derived himself.
The Golden Behemoth, having fully absorbed the dragon soul Qi, reached its transformation on this day and shouted, "Old Ancestor, help me!"
Beyond the boundless starry sky, a multicolored light cluster was flying.
In a place within the light cluster where birds sang, flowers were fragrant, and Immortal Qi permeated the air, a robustly built Amethyst Behemoth suddenly opened its eyes. Relying on the Bloodline ability of the Behemoth race, it transmitted its aura.
"Strange, how could a member of our race appear there?"
The Amethyst Behemoth talked to itself, finding its kinsman to be quite adventurous.
Whoosh—
Energy ripples like water flickered, and a handsome young man with gentle eyes appeared before the Amethyst Behemoth, Zi.
"Zi, what happened?"
Ye 'Mother Monster King Knight' Yinzhue, the Zither Emperor in white robes, sensed his contracted beast's abnormality and asked.
"A Bloodline kinsman is calling me. I just transmitted some power over, but the coordinates aren't very clear."
Zi, the Amethyst Behemoth, said, "It might be the hometown of one of the God Kings here."
Ye Yinzhue's eyes lit up. "Is that so? That's really good news. Transmit some more over; I'll help you locate it."
The Amethyst Behemoth's mouth twitched slightly. "My Bloodline power is very precious."
"Compared to being able to go home, that's nothing. Quick, quick. At most, you'll just need more rest."
"Alright—"
Strands of purple divine light pierced through the Universe, crossing the boundless Void Realm and surging toward a corner of the Douluo Star.