296: Dragon

"Junior Sister?!"

Ye Hao was slightly stunned, instantly grasping his Revered Master's intention. Like a flash of lightning, he rushed to Yun Xuanxuan, who had swallowed the demon transformation pill, and reached out to support her.

"Junior Sister, are you alright?"

Watching her eyes tightly shut and her face flushed blood-red, Ye Hao's fingertips had just touched her bird wings covered in fine down when a sudden wave of scorching heat hit him. The vast Demonic Power erupted like a dormant volcano, knocking him back several steps. His back slammed hard against the grotto wall, and a trail of crimson blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth, carrying a faint metallic sweetness.

Ye Hao didn't dare delay for a moment. Suppressing the churning blood and Qi within him, he rushed to Yun Xuanxuan's side once more.

With gray Chaos Qi swirling in his palm, he finally managed to firmly grip her shoulder. He then collected the nearby demon suppressing black iron seal into his storage ring. His spiritual power surged as he quickly carried her away.

Li Pingan didn't hesitate either, taking out several fifth-grade elixirs.

With a flick of his finger, he precisely sent them to several severely injured Half-Demons. They were already extremely weak and hurriedly caught and swallowed the pills. Once a trace of color returned to their faces, Li Pingan turned to follow Ye Hao and exited the grotto.

Inside the grotto, the Chusheng Sect Elder's mood was like a roller coaster, filled with dramatic ups and downs.

Although the cultivation world had always been unpredictable and full of treacherous storms, such an absurd reversal was simply too outrageous!

The moment the Daoist Nun died, he looked at the mess on the ground and the corpses of his fellow Disciples, and a desire for death had already bloomed in his heart. He felt it was fate that he had ultimately chosen the wrong side. But when Old Ancestor True Person Tianxuan appeared, that world-shaking Aura gave him a glimmer of hope that things might turn around, making him feel that there was still light ahead.

But... what on earth was this?

A young figure had appeared out of nowhere, dressed in snow-white robes with an Aura so extraordinary it was startling. More terrifyingly, he suppressed his own Old Ancestor, who had dominated the Rain God Continent for years, with a single move.

Especially after hearing what those two dark-skinned youths called him:

"Revered Master!!!"

This young man was actually that freak's Revered Master; he wasn't from the Tianque Sect at all.

At such a young age, to possess such terrifying strength—what kind of monstrous power must be backing him?

At this thought, he suppressed the surging waves in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Old Ancestor, I will go inform the other Elders of the Sect to come as reinforcements!"

Before the words even left his mouth and before he could turn to leave, he felt an incredibly terrifying pressure suddenly envelop his entire body. It was as if the sky had collapsed, pinning him firmly to the spot. The pressure was bone-chilling, his life force was locked down, and a tearing pain shot through his limbs and bones. He was unable to dodge or escape.

At this moment, True Person Tianxuan himself was in a wretched state. His robes were torn, and blood stained the corners of his mouth. Facing Chen Xuan's unfathomable strength, he could barely protect himself, let alone have any leisure to worry about an insignificant little Elder.

"Bang—!"

A series of crisp explosions rang out one after another, echoing through the grotto like firecrackers.

Immediately after, clouds of crimson blood mist filled the air, adding a thick scent of blood to the already murderous atmosphere of the grotto.

The remaining Chusheng Sect Cultivators met the same fate as the Elder. Before they could even scream, they were all crushed into blood mist by Chen Xuan's invisible pressure and vanished.

Only after doing all this did Chen Xuan slowly turn around, his gaze like a cold pool directed at the aging Chusheng Sect Ancestor, whose face was now ashen with despair.

Usually, when he acted, he was swift and efficient, never dragging his feet.

But this time, for the first time, an undisguised desire for a torturous kill burned in the depths of Chen Xuan's eyes.

"Alright, now it's our turn to have some fun."

...They left the grotto Secret Realm.

Ye Hao took Yun Xuanxuan to a breezy and elegant pavilion on the back mountain. Built against the mountain and paved with bluestone, the pavilion was surrounded by lush ancient trees with dense foliage that blotted out the sun. Judging by the pavilion's structure and the exquisite surroundings, it was likely a place where Chusheng Sect Disciples usually came to enjoy the view and rest.

But at this moment, Ye Hao's thoughts were entirely on Yun Xuanxuan; he had no interest in the surrounding scenery.

He carefully placed the girl on a stone bench in the pavilion, his eyes fixed on her still-closed eyes, his brow furrowed deeply.

Li Pingan also stepped forward quickly, his gaze falling on Yun Xuanxuan's flushed cheeks. He asked in a deep voice, "How is Junior Sister? Has the Demonic Power in her body stabilized?"

"It's hard to say for now."

Ye Hao paused and explained solemnly, "We know nothing about the specific effects of the demon transformation pill. Furthermore, the medicinal power contained in that pill is extraordinary; it's definitely not something an ordinary Yao Race could refine."

Hearing this, Li Pingan couldn't help but recall the Demonic Qi that had wafted from the Pill Furnace earlier. That overbearing and sharp feeling still made his heart race even now.

"Junior Sister... her life has been far too bitter."

Ye Hao was silent for a moment before replying softly, "If Junior Sister can make it through this, with Revered Master's protection and the two of us by her side, she will never suffer another grievance. We will protect her on the road ahead."

As he spoke, he slowly covered Yun Xuanxuan's body with the Chaos Qi from his palm.

But as soon as he moved, Ye Hao felt as if a stream had hit a boulder; a massive resistance suddenly pushed back. That layer of warm Chaos power, which intended to soothe the violent Demonic Power within her, was fiercely rejected by an even more overbearing and ancient Aura. It left his fingertips slightly numb and caused the spiritual power in his body to churn.

But Ye Hao did not give up. The Chaos Heavenly Evolution Art within him operated at high speed, and a steady stream of Chaos Qi flowed into Yun Xuanxuan's body without a moment's pause.

At this moment, Yun Xuanxuan's consciousness was on the brink of collapse, struggling to hold on.

A colossal phantom of the Dragon Clan abruptly emerged in her Sea of Consciousness.

The phantom was covered in brilliant golden scales, its dragon horns as majestic as mountains, and its eyes as bright as two suns. It exuded a supreme pressure that looked down upon all living beings, as if the entire world had to bow before its majesty.

Yun Xuanxuan finally understood why the Demonic Qi in the Pill Furnace had been so heart-shaking. As it turned out, the core of this demon transformation pill was actually an Ancient Dragon Clan demon core that had been dormant for ten thousand years!

Dragons were the heads of all demons, holding a supreme status within the Yao Race. Only a few ancient Divine Beast races like the Phoenix, Qilin, Kunpeng, and Nine-Tailed Fox could rival them.

"Boom—!"

The Dragon Clan phantom let out a roar, causing Yun Xuanxuan's Sea of Consciousness to churn violently. It seemed intent on completely erasing the Divine Soul of this little girl who dared to lay claim to its pure Bloodline!

Yun Xuanxuan was originally a Half-human, Half-Demon being, and her mixed Bloodline was already extremely fragile. A normal demon transformation pill might have helped unify her Bloodline, but the core of this pill was the demon core of a Mahayana Stage ancient Dragon.

The Dragon Clan Bloodline was so pure it would not tolerate a single speck of impurity. How could it endure being desecrated by this half-human, Half-Demon body?

In the next moment, the Dragon Clan phantom turned into a violent force, rampaging through her Meridians. It frantically washed away the Human Race and old demon Bloodlines in her body, as if it wanted to completely purify this "unclean" body before forcibly occupying it.

Her Meridians were torn apart by the collision of the two Bloodlines and the cleansing of the dragon force. Blood seeped continuously from her pores, staining the stone bench a shocking, vivid red.