Chapter 185 Pure Yang Transformation into a Dragon, Old Man Hanjue's Self-Strategy

The Northern Territory, beyond the Great Wall.

Wind and snow should have been the eternal melody of this place, but at this moment, the wind and snow for a hundred miles around seemed to have been forcibly wiped away by some invisible giant hand.

In mid-air, the originally gloomy leaden clouds were torn open to reveal a huge hole, and streaks of eerie yet sacred purple starlight descended. In the center of the starlight, a scorching sun, intense enough to melt the Divine Sense of a Great Grandmaster, was slowly rising.

"Roar—!"

A desolate, domineering dragon roar, carrying the aura of antiquity, suddenly exploded from that "sun."

That was Jiang Chen's Pure Yang Qi.

After his Mental Energy stepped into the second level of the War God Realm, the Yang Qi within his body had undergone a qualitative change.

At this moment, as he turned over comfortably in his dream palace, the overflowing Yang Qi in the outside world instantly materialized.

Ten thousand feet of golden light intertwined, and golden dragon scales the size of millstones condensed out of thin air, followed by deer antlers, a camel head, rabbit eyes... In just a single breath, a Pure Yang Golden Dragon, a thousand meters long, hovered above the tent where Jiang Chen was located.

That was not an illusion.

That was the materialized power of Law!

As the Golden Dragon breathed, the permafrost that had been frozen for ten thousand years began to melt, turning into rolling heat waves that swept in all directions.

At this time, three miles away from the tent, a group of Martial Artists dressed in plain robes and carrying ancient swords were all struck dumb, collectively frozen in place as if hit by lightning.

Leading them was the Transmission Elder of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect—Elder Han Jue.

This old monster, who was famous in the Northern Territory and had stepped into the half-step War God Realm, was staring fixedly at the Golden Dragon. The ancient companion sword in his hand was actually humming and trembling, as if it were... afraid?

"What... what kind of phenomenon is this?" Elder Han Jue's throat was dry, and his voice trembled as if he were sifting chaff.

Behind him, a True Disciple couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Revered Master, could this be a sign of some fire-type Cultivation Technique reaching Major Achievement? But this is the extremely cold Northern Territory; what kind of flame could be so domineering?"

Elder Han Jue turned his head abruptly, his eyes filled with a fanaticism that screamed "What the hell do you know?": "Cultivation Technique? You call this a Cultivation Technique?!"

He took a deep breath and began to crazily activate his "self-indoctrination" mode, his brain cells burning at an overclocked speed.

"Look at that Golden Dragon; the patterns on every scale vaguely conform to the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. This is by no means a simple leakage of Qi, but... the supreme Realm of 'using the body as a furnace to smelt Yin and Yang'!"

Elder Han Jue felt more and more terrified the more he thought about it. He subconsciously took two steps back and muttered to himself: "I understand now! It is rumored that this Jiang Chen is a heaven-sent genius. How can he be sleeping? He clearly calculated that there is extreme cold Qi here, deliberately drew the extreme cold into his body, and in this center of extreme cold in the Northern Territory, forcibly gave birth to this trace of 'Pure Yang after destruction'!"

"He is tempering his heart! He is tempering his Spirit Refining! He is using the endless wind and snow of the Northern Territory to feed moves to his Pure Yang fire!"

The Disciples on the side were stunned.

"But Revered Master, the intelligence says he is sleeping..."

"Bastard!" Elder Han Jue scolded angrily, "Have you ever seen anyone sleep with an aura capable of suppressing the plane? That is an illusion! This must be some kind of 'Embryonic Breathing Sacred Method'! At the Realm of War God Jiang, the sleep of the Physical Body is only to allow the Divine Sense to fight through the ages in that ethereal dream."

He looked at the Golden Dragon, and the fear in his eyes gradually turned into awe.

"Look at those dragon eyes; although they are closed, they carry a pressure that surveys all living things. I even suspect that as long as we take one more step closer, the moment that Golden Dragon opens its eyes will be the moment our Snow Mountain Sword Sect is destroyed!"

Meanwhile, inside the tent.

Jiang Chen, who was being hailed as godlike by Elder Han Jue, was enjoying himself like a salted fish.

In his Sea of Consciousness—the dream palace—the purple sea of stars swayed.

"Brother Jiang Chen, look, it seems very lively outside."

Iliya was wearing an almost transparent veil, and those nine fluffy golden fox tails were like a huge, constant-temperature blanket, wrapping Jiang Chen tightly.

Her little tongue with barbs licked Jiang Chen's earlobe lightly, making Jiang Chen feel itchy in his heart.

"Stop it, what's there to see with that bunch of old geezers outside." Jiang Chen muttered, subconsciously reaching out his hand to the side.

On the left was Mu Qingxue.

Because her Supreme Yin Sacred Body was being transformed by the Yang Qi overflowing from Jiang Chen, this formerly aloof ice-mountain empress now had a face like a peach blossom, and her whole body exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

She was like a lazy cat, clinging tightly to Jiang Chen's arm, unconsciously letting out soft hums that made one's blood boil.

On the right was Su Qingyue, who was in the midst of her Heavenly Phoenix Bloodline Awakening. Her body temperature was extremely high, but under the coordination of Iliya's fox tails, it was maintained at a level most comfortable for Jiang Chen.

"Revered Master, your turn just now seemed to have disrupted the Laws outside." Su Qingyue lay on Jiang Chen's chest, her fingertips sliding over his strong muscles, her tone filled with a hint of worship.

Jiang Chen curled his lips.

[System: host turned over in sleep, movement difficulty coefficient S, triggering 'Waking Up Anger' warning. The overflowing Pure Yang Qi has automatically simulated the form of a 'Heavens Dragon', expected to scare away 15 Great Grandmaster-level units and 1 half-step War God.]

[Reward: Divine Sense resilience +1%, Pure Yang Dragon Qi proficiency increased.]

Jiang Chen's inner monologue: I'm really impressed, I just want to sleep peacefully, does this System have to pull this kind of stunt on me? I don't even know what that dragon looks like, what are these people outside overthinking?

He sighed helplessly, feeling the warmth and softness of the three peerless beauties beside him. The intersection of the extreme cold Qi and the Pure Yang Qi made him feel like he was soaking in a hot spring with just the right temperature.

"So annoying, the old man outside is dilly-dallying, so loud."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly and waved his hand in his dream, as if shooing away flies.

And this wave, in the eyes of Elder Han Jue outside, was simply a world-destroying strike!

The thousand-meter-long Golden Dragon's originally slightly closed dragon eyes suddenly opened a slit, and a golden light wave swept out along with the wind and snow.

"Bang—!"

Elder Han Jue couldn't react in time. He only felt an irresistible force strike him, and his whole body flew backward for hundreds of meters like a kite with a broken string, finally landing in an extremely unsightly posture—head down, stuck into a thick pile of snow.

The surrounding Disciples were all stunned, each of them silent like cicadas in cold weather.

After a long while, Elder Han Jue pulled himself out of the snow pile. He didn't care about the snow on his head or his disheveled face, but instead, his face was full of ecstasy, even vaguely with tears in his eyes.

"Guidance! This is guidance!"

Disciple: "???"

Revered Master, you were slapped into the snow to eat dirt, and you call this guidance?

Elder Han Jue trembled with his hands, acting like a madman: "What do you know! I have been trapped in the half-step War God Realm for thirty years. With this strike, I discovered that my so-called 'Snow Mountain Sword Intent' is all shit! The hand that War God Jiang just showed, borrowing the eyes of the Golden Dragon, told me that the Dao of the sword lies in 'hiding', not 'revealing'! He is teaching me how to be a person!"

"Thump!"

Elder Han Jue knelt down regardless of his image.

He kowtowed three times heavily towards the tent where Jiang Chen was located.

"Snow Mountain Sword Sect's Han Jue, thanks War God Jiang for the instruction! This Junior was reckless and disturbed Senior's cultivation. I will take my people and stand guard for Senior within a ten-mile radius! Whoever dares to step into this place will be an irreconcilable enemy of my Snow Mountain Sword Sect!"

For a time, all the Disciples of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect knelt on the ground.

Inside the tent, Jiang Chen just wanted to change positions and continue sleeping. Hearing the System prompt, he was completely dumbfounded.

[System: Successfully subdued the core combat power of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect, host's 'Salted Fish Aura' Rank increased.]

Jiang Chen: ...I just wanted to sleep, why do I have to take on a lackey when I wake up? I really can't understand the logic of this batch of villains.