Chapter 451 Despair and Oppression? No, it's the calm before the storm!

As the Realm number steadily settled on Diamond Rank Tier 1, a terrifying dragon might, indescribable in words, erupted from the Azure Ancient Dragon phantom like a tangible tsunami, crushing everything in its path in all directions.

Everything changed.

The little stream that had been bubbling in the mountain valley instantly froze the moment the water might covered it; the ripples on the surface were pressed down by an invisible hand, unable to stir again.

The wild grass surging on the hillsides flattened simultaneously, the blades of grass turning yellow and curling at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if their life force had been forcibly extracted by some overbearing power.

The clouds flowing in the sky shattered under the impact of the dragon might, turning into countless fine white shreds drifting away. Even the translucent boundary looming overhead trembled violently under the crushing weight of the dragon might, emitting a low, groaning sound of being unable to bear the burden.

The wind stopped.

The water stilled.

The entire world became dead silent in that instant, like a frozen ink painting, and the only protagonist in the painting was the winding Azure Ancient Dragon above the firmament.

Jiang Yun felt as if his chest had been struck hard by an invisible giant hammer; breathing became incredibly difficult in an instant.

His Divine Sense had long reached the Peak of Diamond Rank, but the strength of his Divine Sense could only keep his consciousness clear; it could not counteract the instinctive fear surging from the deepest part of his Bloodline.

His legs trembled slightly, his knees sinking involuntarily, but he gritted his teeth and held firm.

His spine was straight, but his face beneath the silver-white mask was pale as paper. Fine beads of cold sweat on his forehead slid down the edge of the mask, making a slight pattering sound as they dripped onto the withered grass beneath his feet.

And Little Fire's state was even worse than his.

This Golden Scaled Fire Dragon Fish, possessing a pseudo-dragon Bloodline, could hold its head high when facing any opponent of the same or higher rank outside, crushing them with the Innate suppression of its pseudo-dragon Bloodline.

But at this moment, facing a real Ancient True Dragon, the pseudo-dragon Bloodline within it was like charcoal fire doused with a basin of ice water; that prideful dragon might was fragile and vulnerable before the True Dragon pressure.

Little Fire's massive dragon body trembled slightly. The flames on its golden dragon scales no longer leaped arrogantly but clung tightly to the surface of the scales, like shivering candle flames.

Although its dragon head remained held high, the muscles in its neck were taut like a fully drawn bowstring, and every tendon stood out clearly beneath its skin.

In those golden dragon eyes, usually so proud, surged complex emotions Jiang Yun had never seen before.

There was anger, unwillingness, Battle Intent, but more than that, it was an almost irresistible fear originating from the instinct of its Bloodline.

It was not fear of a powerful opponent, but the wailing of every cell at the bottom of the Bloodline when a pseudo-dragon faced a True Dragon.

The Azure Ancient Dragon phantom hovered above the firmament, its dark golden vertical pupils looking down from a high position at this tiny pair on the ground.

There was no anger in its eyes, no killing intent, not even any superfluous emotion—only a deep, bone-chilling indifference.

It was like a giant looking down to see two ants crawling by its feet; whether the ants lived or died, the giant didn't care at all.

It would step down, not because it hated the ants, but simply because the ants happened to be in its way.

This indifference was more chilling than any roar of rage.

Then, it moved.

Not gathering strength, not preparing, without any warning.

It just opened its dragon mouth casually, as casually as a person yawning.

But the moment that dragon mouth opened, the wind-attribute Spiritual Qi and wood-attribute Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth rushed into its mouth like crazy. Two distinct Law powers intertwined and fused in the depths of the dragon's throat in an extremely profound way, compressing into a fist-sized azure light ball.

Although the light ball was small, the destructive aura it emitted caused the space for dozens of miles around to twist violently.

The next instant.

The light ball turned into an azure destructive breath, several feet in diameter, spewing out from the dragon's mouth.

Azure Dragon Breath.

A True Dragon Innate Divine Ability, a destructive breath containing the dual Law powers of wind and wood.

Wherever the breath passed, the air was torn into a vacuum, and a bottomless scorched trench was plowed into the ground. The soil and rocks on both sides of the trench did not shatter but turned directly into powder.

Even more terrifying was that the wood-attribute Law contained in the breath continuously eroded all life force along the way. The withered grass on both sides of the trench did not burn but turned directly into gray dead ash; even the microorganisms in the soil had all their life force drained in an instant.

For this strike, it didn't even look directly at Jiang Yun and Little Fire.

It was like using a broom to sweep two fallen leaves off the steps.

Jiang Yun's pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints.

Too fast.

Without any probing, without any reservation, not even a dragon roar, that breath capable of destroying everything was already upon them.

He could, of course, order Little Fire to deploy Golden Scale Protection to take it head-on, and Little Fire indeed still had perfect trigger counts for Golden Scale Protection left.

But then what?

What after taking this hit?

This was just the Azure Ancient Dragon's first skill, the most routine breath attack among its nine True Dragon Innate Divine Abilities.

There were still Wind-Cloud Dragon Transformation, Ten Thousand Wood Prison, Dragon Soul Roar, Azure Dragon World Destruction... the power of any of these moves would not be below this strike.

This was not a battle.

This was a crushing.

With Little Fire's current pseudo-dragon Bloodline state, Jiang Yun had the confidence that it could trade a few blows head-on.

But that would be gambling with their lives.

Every move was dancing on the blade's edge; a slight carelessness would lead to eternal damnation.

Golden Scale Protection could only be perfectly triggered twice a day; even using them all would only block two moves.

What about the remaining seven moves?

And there was that Azure Dragon World Destruction, which required burning the Dragon Soul Origin to activate. Once that move was used, let alone Little Fire, every living thing in the entire challenge space would be wiped out by the Law-level dragon might.

Cannot fight.

At least not now.

"Return!"

At the critical moment when the Azure Dragon Breath was about to strike, Jiang Yun's mind moved violently.

The golden light gate of the Beast Taming Space bloomed instantly before him. Little Fire's massive dragon body turned into a golden stream of light, swallowed by the light gate just as the breath was less than three feet from its head.

The same instant the light gate closed, the Azure Dragon Breath roared past where the light gate had disappeared, blasting an entire hill behind it into flat land.

Jiang Yun knelt halfway on the ground, panting violently, cold sweat already soaking his back.

He raised his head and looked at the firmament.

The Azure Ancient Dragon phantom did not pursue after the attack missed, nor did it even look at Jiang Yun.

It simply slowly closed its dragon mouth and resumed that indifferent hovering posture.

And as Little Fire disappeared, its Realm aura began to fall at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Diamond Rank Tier 1, Peak Purple Gold Rank Tier 9, Purple Gold Rank Tier 8... all the way back to the initial unactivated state.

The massive dragon body also shrank, returning to that slender form of no more than ten meters long, quietly coiling in the Void Realm, as if it had never moved.

The terrifying dragon might that shrouded the entire world receded like a tide.

The wind began to flow again, the stream made bubbling water sounds again, and the sunlight became warm and bright once more.

If not for the terrifying trench on the ground still emitting a scorched smell, everything just now would have seemed like an illusion.

Jiang Yun let out a long breath of turbid air.

He slowly stood up.

Fortunately, as long as the beast is recalled, the trial will pause, and the phantom will return to its initial state.

This rule of the Ten Thousand Beast Battle Formation is still effective on the seventh floor.

This is the only safety mechanism he can currently utilize, and his greatest reliance for planning for the long term.

He did not rush to summon Little Fire again but sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes, and sank his Divine Sense into the Beast Taming Space.

Inside the Beast Taming Space.

Soft light spilled from the dome of the space like warm sunshine, illuminating the entire Beast Taming Space.

The air was filled with pure Spiritual Qi so dense it was nearly liquefied; every breath could feel the Spiritual Qi seeping into his limbs and bones through his pores.

Jiang Yun's figure condensed in the Beast Taming Space and walked quickly toward the center of the lake.

Little Fire was coiled at the center of the lake. Its usually majestic dragon body was now curled into a ball, its dragon tail uneasily slapping the water, splashing ripples.

Seeing Jiang Yun walking over, it let out a low dragon roar. The sound lacked its usual domineering air and instead had a hint of grievance and unwillingness.

"Little Fire, that phantom just now, how did you feel?"

Jiang Yun squatted down in front of it, reaching out to stroke its lowered dragon head, his voice gentle and serious.

Little Fire was silent for a moment, then transmitted a series of emotions and ideas through the contract.

It was not clear language, but a more direct transmission of information.

Feelings, images, instinctive reactions, all mixed together and surged into Jiang Yun's Sea of Consciousness.

Jiang Yun felt it.

It was an overwhelming, unreasonable suppression originating from the deepest level of life.

To describe it in the feelings Little Fire transmitted, it was roughly this meaning:

"Master, that dragon... it's different. It's not a question of whether it's stronger than me, but it's telling every cell, every drop of blood, every scale of mine that you are all fake, you don't deserve to be called dragons. The Bloodline within me is like ice and snow encountering a scorching sun before it, melting on its own. My dragon might couldn't even be released before it—not that I didn't dare to release it, but it couldn't be released, as if my throat was being choked."

"I'm not afraid of it. I'm really not afraid of it. Even if it's a True Dragon, I dare to fight it. But... but my Dragon Flame probably couldn't even exert half of its usual power before it. Its dragon might is like a mountain pressing on Little Fire; every time Little Fire moves, it takes ten times more effort than usual. And those eyes of it, Master, did you see them? There was no Little Fire in those eyes. When it looked at Little Fire, it was like looking at a bug."

Transmitted to here, two extremely complex lights ignited in Little Fire's golden dragon eyes.

There was anger, unwillingness, Battle Intent, and a trace of something it didn't even want to admit itself.

Deep envy.

It saw what a real True Dragon looked like—that ease of moving the Laws of heaven and earth with every gesture, that majesty that made all spirits submit without needing to be deliberately released, that massive body size four or five times its own—all telling it one thing.

It is not yet a True Dragon.

It is just a pseudo-dragon.

No matter how close the appearance is, no matter how much the Bloodline has evolved, a pseudo-dragon is a pseudo-dragon.

In front of a real ancient True Dragon, even if it is just a remnant soul or a phantom formed by a drop of remnant blood, a pseudo-dragon can only lower its proud head.

Jiang Yun was silent for a long time.

He felt every word and every emotion transmitted by Little Fire.

He knew Little Fire wasn't lying or exaggerating.

That level of Bloodline suppression was something he, as a human, couldn't personally experience, but from Little Fire's trembling dragon body and constricted pupils, he had already seen the cruelty of that suppression.

But...

Precisely because of this, that drop of ancestral dragon essence blood could not be given up.

The fact that the pseudo-dragon Bloodline was suppressed so miserably in front of the True Dragon just goes to show that the gap in Bloodline is the most fundamental and difficult-to-cross chasm of all gaps.

And the ancestral dragon essence blood is the only hope to bridge this chasm.

The key step for the pseudo-dragon Bloodline to begin transforming toward the True Dragon Bloodline is hidden in that drop of dark golden blood.

Jiang Yun raised his head again, looking at Little Fire's golden dragon eyes that were still burning with Battle Intent and unwillingness, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Little Fire, do you want that drop of ancestral dragon essence blood?"

Little Fire's dragon body shook violently.

All the emotions surging in its golden dragon eyes were replaced by a new emotion the moment it heard the words 'ancestral dragon essence blood'.

Excitement, excitement to the extreme.

Its dragon tail slapped the water with a 'thwack', splashing water several feet high; the grievance and unwillingness from just now were thrown to the nine heavens in this moment.

It nodded desperately, its dragon head bobbing up and down like a rattle-drum, and a low, irrepressibly excited whimpering sound came from its throat.

Jiang Yun watched its appearance, the smile on his face deepening a bit, but then it turned into a trace of heavy helplessness.

He patted Little Fire's dragon horn, slowly stood up, and his gaze swept across the entire Beast Taming Space.

"In that case, then the next part will be a tough battle."

His gaze first fell on Little Fire.

"Little Fire, from now on, you don't need to worry about anything, just focus on breaking through. Gold Rank to Purple Gold Rank is a big threshold; once you cross it, your combat power will have a qualitative leap."

He took out a beast core that emitted a dark red light from his Storage Ring; it was an Eclipsing Moon Rank beast core he had obtained in Black Rock City, and the energy contained within it was enough to support Little Fire in completing the leap in Realm.

"Take this, go into seclusion at the center of the lake; this thing can guarantee you a one hundred percent Breakthrough."

Little Fire reached out its dragon claw and carefully took the beast core.

It held the beast core steadily in its dragon mouth, nodded solemnly, then swung its dragon tail and turned toward the depths of the lake center.

The light of the Beast Taming Space was most concentrated at the center of the lake, where the concentration of Spiritual Qi was dozens of times that of the outside world, making it the best place to break through a Bottleneck.

Little Fire swam to the bottom of the lake center, its massive dragon body coiling at the bottom of the lake, spitting the beast core in front of it, and slowly closed its dragon eyes.

The Golden Flame began to pulse rhythmically across the dragon scales on its body, and with every pulse, it inhaled the Spiritual Qi in the Beast Taming Space that had become concentrated to the extreme.

After watching Little Fire enter its Breakthrough state, Jiang Yun turned and walked toward the Little Skylark resting on the shore.

The Little Skylark was in the nest it had built, using its beak to preen its silver-gray divine feathers.

Seeing Jiang Yun approach, it immediately stopped, tilted its head, and its pale golden eyes were filled with anticipation.

It already felt that what its master was about to say must be very important.

Jiang Yun stood still in front of the Little Skylark, took a deep breath, and then began to take things out from the storage space one by one.

The first item was a flowing, iridescent seven-colored immortal feather.

The moment the immortal feather appeared, the surrounding wind-attribute Spiritual Qi spontaneously gathered toward it, forming a visible pale cyan vortex of Spiritual Qi around the feather.

This was the seven-colored immortal feather, one of the three core Materials needed for the Little Skylark's second evolution.

The second item was a fist-sized deep purple crystal.

Inside the crystal, countless fine lightning patterns flowed and leaped, and every leap caused a small arc of electricity to burst into the air.

This was the thunder soul crystal, the eclipsing moon top-grade treasure just obtained from the sixth floor of the Star Pavilion, and the second of the three core Materials.

The third item was a translucent, pale silver void plume.

The form of this feather was extremely special; it was not static but constantly flickering and fluctuating, at times solid and at times illusory, as if it existed in the gap between reality and the Void Realm.

The air around the feather was slightly distorted, and one could faintly see tiny spatial rifts constantly forming and disappearing at the edges of the feather. This was the void plume, the last of the three core Materials.

The three core Materials were all here.

But Jiang Yun did not stop yet.

He took out an item from his Storage Ring.

As the item was revealed.

A vast, ancient, and extremely violent aura surged forth like a primordial Vicious Beast awakening, causing the Spiritual Qi throughout the entire Beast Taming Space to violently oscillate in that instant.

It was a fragment of a wing bone, dark gold in color, with its surface covered in naturally formed ancient patterns, within which faint cyan-purple wind and thunder flowed.

Even though it was just a bone fragment, the ferocious pressure from the Ancient Wind-Thunder Divine Peng still made the air in the entire space feel several degrees heavier.

Ancient Wind-Thunder Divine Peng wing bone.

The moment the Little Skylark saw this wing bone, its pale golden eyes suddenly brightened.

Its internal Divine Peng Bloodline seemed to produce a subtle tremor at this moment, and the cyan-purple wind and thunder patterns on the wing bone resonated with the Ancient Wind-Thunder Divine Peng wing bone already fused within its body, emitting a low humming sound.

"Little Skylark."

Jiang Yun's voice was solemn and powerful.

"The upcoming battle needs you, and I need you to complete your second evolution now. These three Materials—the seven-colored immortal feather, the thunder soul crystal, and the void plume—are the core keys for you to evolve into the Wind-Thunder Sky Sparrow. As for this wing bone, you will fuse it completely while you evolve. It will stimulate the Bloodline within you. After success, barring any accidents, you will gain three new skills, and perhaps even trigger the Origin Bloodline Power of the Ancient Wind-Thunder Divine Peng."

He paused, speaking word for word.

"After evolving into the Wind-Thunder Sky Sparrow, you will possess the Domain skill, Wind-Thunder Calamity Domain. That is a true Legendary Grade Domain skill, and one of our trump cards to turn the tables in that battle. Furthermore, I have a premonition that the Fusion of this wing bone during evolution will likely bring you some surprises that even Entry Manifestation cannot predict. The residual soul will of the Ancient Wind-Thunder Divine Peng, the Innate Divine Ability of the Divine Peng clan, or perhaps even a segment of ancient Bloodline Legacy memories... What exactly it will be can only be revealed the moment you evolve."

The Little Skylark lowered its head and, with an almost pious gesture, gently touched the three evolution Materials with its beak.

Its Divine Sense passed through the contract into Jiang Yun's Sea of Consciousness; it was a vague but incredibly clear expression.

"Thank you, Master."

Jiang Yun reached out and gently rubbed the top of its head, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Go on, find a quiet place and evolve with peace of mind."

The Little Skylark spread its wings, carefully wrapped the three evolution Materials and the wing bone with wind and thunder power, and transformed into a silver-gray stream of light, flying toward the other end of the Beast Taming Space.

It chose the top of a cliff neither too far nor too close to the center of the lake; the terrain was high, the Spiritual Qi was abundant, and the view was open, making it perfect for drawing in Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi during the critical moment of evolution.

Jiang Yun watched as the Little Skylark landed on the cliff top.

Only then did he cast his gaze toward the shadow region in the deepest part of the Beast Taming Space.

There, Ming Yuan was coiled within the shadows.

Its body was still shrouded in that layer of dark gray light cocoon.

The dark-colored Law threads on the surface of the light cocoon were denser than before, like countless fine blood vessels slowly writhing.

The dark-attribute origin law crystal was suspended in front of the light cocoon, its volume already reduced by nearly one-third since it was first obtained. The extended Law threads connected to Ming Yuan's body, and every pulsation was pouring the lifelong Origin Law power of the Nine Nether Underworld Phoenix contained within the crystal into Ming Yuan's body.

Ming Yuan's aura was continuously rising.

Although the speed of the rise was slow, every step was extremely solid.

It was already at the Purple Crystal Tier 5 Peak; if it could complete the refining of the Law Crystal in this battle, the dark attribute Law would be directly promoted to an Origin Law, and its combat power would undergo a qualitative change.

By then, when facing the Azure Ancient Dragon's wood-attribute Law and wind-attribute Law, Ming Yuan's dark attribute Origin Law might not necessarily be unable to contend with them.

Jiang Yun did not disturb Ming Yuan.

The process of refining the Law Crystal could not tolerate the slightest distraction; forcing an interruption would only result in failure.

He withdrew his gaze, turned, and walked toward the center of the Beast Taming Space, sitting down cross-legged.

Deep in the center of the lake, Little Fire's dragon body was already wrapped in Golden Flame that was concentrated to the point of being nearly tangible, and the energy from the Eclipsing Moon Rank beast core began to pour into its body.

At the cliff top, the wind and thunder barrier around the Little Skylark began to rotate at high speed, and the energy of the evolution Materials was slowly being released.

Deep in the shadows, Ming Yuan's light cocoon pulsed more and more frequently, and the refining of the Law Crystal had entered the most critical stage.

The three beasts had simultaneously entered the critical moment of Breakthrough and evolution.

And Jiang Yun himself also slowly closed his eyes, beginning to adjust his own state.

The upcoming battle would be a truly tough fight.

But he was not in a hurry.

He had patience.

Meanwhile, outside the mystic light mirror.

Liu Qingyun and Elder Liu Lan looked at each other, both faces filled with confusion.

The scene they saw was that after Jiang Yun recalled Little Fire, the phantom of the Azure Ancient Dragon stopped attacking, its Realm dropped, and it turned back into that blue dragon only about ten meters long, hovering motionless in the Void Realm.

And Jiang Yun himself, after recalling his beasts, sat down cross-legged on a hill in the Trial Space, closed his eyes, and remained motionless like a statue.

An incense stick of time passed.

Two incense sticks of time passed.

Half an hour passed.

Jiang Yun still hadn't moved.

Liu Qingyun finally couldn't help it; he furrowed his brows and turned to look at Elder Liu Lan with a puzzled face.

"What... exactly is going on with him?"

Liu Qingyun's voice carried a kind of extremely contradictory and complex emotion.

On one hand, he saw Jiang Yun recall his beasts and dare not fight again, and the stone hanging in his heart finally dropped.

The phantom of the Azure Ancient Dragon was indeed not an opponent that Grand Tutor Dongxuan could easily handle.

On the other hand, he had waited for so long, yet Jiang Yun neither came out nor continued the challenge, just sitting there with his eyes closed as if he were asleep; this abnormal behavior actually made him feel even more uneasy.

"Since he knows he is no match, why not just give up the challenge and teleport out? What is he doing sitting in the Trial Space? Does he think that by sitting inside for a few hours, that True Dragon phantom will just disappear on its own?"

He said this with his mouth, but a corner of his heart faintly felt that things were not that simple.

According to his understanding of this Grand Tutor Dongxuan, this person never fought unprepared battles, nor did he ever do meaningless things.

Since he chose to stay in the Trial Space instead of coming out directly, there must be some scheme hidden within that they could not see.

Thinking of this, the sliver of relief that had just risen in Liu Qingyun's heart began to waver again.

"However..."

He changed the subject, his gaze falling on the Azure Dragon phantom in the mystic light mirror that had returned to silence, and his voice involuntarily carried a hint of confidence.

"That True Dragon phantom is, after all, a Diamond Rank Tier 1 existence. Diamond Rank! An entire major Realm gap. Although Grand Tutor Dongxuan's beast has an outrageously high Bloodline level, higher than any True Dragon Bloodline beast we have seen before by more than just one notch, no matter how high the Bloodline is, it cannot bridge the chasm of ten Realm levels. Furthermore, that phantom itself is the remnant soul of a real Ancient True Dragon, and its Bloodline is not inferior to his. With this kind of gap, there shouldn't... there shouldn't be any more reversals, right?"

When he said the word "right" at the end, his voice was obviously much weaker.

Elder Liu Lan quietly listened to the Clan Chief's long-winded speech, was silent for a moment, and then slowly shook her head.

It was not a denial, but rather not daring to be certain.

"Clan Chief,"

Her voice was calm and steady, but hidden beneath the calmness was a hint of imperceptible caution.

"I think it is better for us to wait and see. Grand Tutor Dongxuan is no ordinary person; he must have his own considerations for staying in the Trial Space. Perhaps... he is trying to find the flaws of that phantom inside?"

She did not finish the rest of her sentence.

Because what she wanted to say in her heart was: Clan Chief, it is useless for you to say so much now; every time before, didn't you assert with certainty that Grand Tutor Dongxuan wouldn't make it? When was the last time you weren't slapped in the face by the facts? Every word you say now, I fear will become a boomerang and stab back later.

But she would not say these words out loud.

As the Grand Elder of the Liu family, she could not lose her composure in front of the Clan Chief.

She just stood quietly in front of the mystic light mirror, her gaze passing through the mirror surface and landing on the white figure sitting cross-legged.

Liu Qingyun nodded and did not speak again, just locking his gaze back onto the mystic light mirror, not even blinking his eyelids.

He said there would be no more reversals, but his heart was drumming incessantly.

Because on that young man's face, he did not see a single trace of panic.

On that face, mostly covered by a silver-white mask, his lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

That kind of calmness was not the heart-dead despair after giving up, but the endurance and restraint before accumulating some kind of power.

Liu Qingyun was too familiar with this kind of calmness.

Before the sixth-floor challenge against the Shadow Hunter, Jiang Yun had the same expression.

Before challenging the Purple Thunder Black-Armored Rhinoceros, he also had this expression.

Every time before he was about to pull out some shocking trump card, he always had this expression.

Liu Qingyun's right eyelid began to twitch uncontrollably.

He instinctively wanted to say something to bolster his courage, but swallowed the words back.

Not a single word he said today hadn't been slapped back in his face afterwards; although his old face wasn't worth much, it couldn't really be thrown on the ground for people to step on at will.

He could only pray silently in his heart.

Ancestors protect me, forefathers protect me, please, please don't let this kid turn the tables.

That ancestral dragon essence blood is a Legendary Grade treasure; the Liu family only has that one drop. If he really takes it away, I, Liu Qingyun, am afraid I won't even be able to keep my seat as Clan Chief.

Meanwhile, inside the Beast Taming Space.

Deep in the center of the lake, the Golden Flame around Little Fire had expanded into a huge golden light cocoon; countless Golden Flame dragon patterns were slowly flowing on the surface of the light cocoon, each flow accompanied by a low heartbeat.

That was the sound of it impacting the Purple Gold Rank Bottleneck, and every heartbeat was cracking the barrier between the Gold Rank and the Purple Gold Rank.

At the cliff top, the figure of the Little Skylark had been completely swallowed by a mass of cyan-purple wind and thunder storm.

In the center of the storm, the three evolution Materials and the Ancient Wind-Thunder Divine Peng wing bone were merging with each other in some mysterious way; the roar of wind and thunder was incessant, and one could faintly see a Divine Peng phantom far larger than the Little Skylark slowly taking shape deep within the storm.

Deep in the shadows, a barely perceptible crack appeared on the surface of Ming Yuan's light cocoon.

From the crack, a dark attribute Origin aura, several times denser than before, seeped out like ink, dyeing the surrounding shadows deeper, thicker, and purer.

Jiang Yun sat cross-legged in the center of the Beast Taming Space, his eyes tightly closed, his Divine Sense spreading like a large net to every corner of the space, while simultaneously paying attention to the progress of the three beasts.

Soon.

Wait a little longer.

Once the three Little Fellows were all ready, he would step onto that battlefield again.

By then, he would use three reborn beasts to tell that arrogant Azure Ancient Dragon remnant soul one truth...

The gap in Realm and Bloodline is never the only standard that determines victory...

Partners and tacit understanding are!