120: Chapter 120 Capturing the Golden Crow at the Bottom of the Sun Well, Reaching the Pinnacle of Dragon Transformation and Entering the Celestial Platform

Ye Xiu embraced the two women, feeling the distinct yet fundamentally identical heartbeats from both sides.

Amidst the cool breeze and bright moon of The Great Ruins, this habitually lawless Mad Dragon felt a rare sense of peace, as if the dust had finally settled.

However, this moment of tranquility did not last long.

Ye Xiu raised his eyes slightly, his gaze passing over Yan Jingjing's flushed earlobes and landing on the solar divine ship hovering in mid-air.

Although the divine ship remained massive and intimidating, radiating a terrifying heat that could melt the black mist,

with Ye Xiu's current sharp insight at the Great Perfection of the Nine Transformations of Dragonization, he saw through the weakness hidden behind the raging flames with a single glance.

The flames on the ship's periphery appeared a piercing bright white, a sign of overextended Origin—like wood without roots.

“Jingjing, the heat of your ship isn't right.”

Ye Xiu released his hold, his brow furrowing slightly as he pointed straight to the core of the problem:

“The Solar True Fire looks fierce, but it actually lacks stamina.

Did you drain the last foundations of your Sun-Herding Clan to force this ship here?”

The blush on Yan Jingjing's face instantly faded. She bit her red lip, a flash of sorrow appearing in her eyes.

“I can't hide anything from you.”

She sighed and turned to look deeper into The Great Ruins:

“The dark Law of The Great Ruins is growing stronger. The ancient sun at the bottom of the Sun Well is about to be completely extinguished.

The Old Clan Chief and the clan Elders have been burning their Life Essence Blood for three consecutive months.

They are holding onto the chains with all their might, barely preventing the sun from sinking completely into the abyss at the bottom of the well.”

“I came out this time first to see Sister Youyou, and second... I wanted to find you in the capital.

My Sun-Herding Clan is about to reach its limit.”

As she finished, this usually fire-proud Saintess of the Yan Clan had a hint of uncontrollable sobbing in her voice.

Once the Sun Well is extinguished, the entire Sun-Herding Clan will lose its protection and be instantly devoured by the Dark Monsters of The Great Ruins.

Hearing this, Si Youyou looked worried and reached out to hold Yan Jingjing's hand.

Ye Xiu, however, didn't waste a single word.

He casually adjusted his white robe which had slipped to his waist and strode to the center of the courtyard, his Gold and Silver Heterochromatic Eyes flashing with a sharp, tangible light.

“What are you crying for? If the sky falls, this Sect Leader will hold it up.”

Ye Xiu turned to look at Yan Jingjing, his tone wild and unrestrained:

“Back in The Great Ruins, I drank the wine of your Sun-Herding Clan and gave the Old Clan Chief my word.

When my cultivation was high enough, I would go to the bottom of the Sun Well and help you fish the sun back up.”

“Now, this Sect Leader has reached the Great Perfection of the Nine Transformations of Dragonization and achieved a Saintly Physical Body.

There's no better time than now. I'm fishing up that sun today!”

Ye Xiu turned to Si Youyou:

“Youyou, stay in Canlao Village and focus on nurturing the baby. With the Village Chief and those other old monsters watching over you, no one in this world can touch you. I'll be back soon.”

After saying that, Ye Xiu grabbed Yan Jingjing's slender waist and slammed his foot against the bluestone floor.

“Boom!”

The violent counterforce cracked the ground into a spiderweb pattern.

The two of them soared into the sky like arrows released from a bow, landing steadily on the prow of the solar divine ship.

“Turn the ship! Target: the Sun Well!”

With Ye Xiu's command, Yan Jingjing's heart settled, and her hands formed a hand seal.

The massive solar divine ship let out a roar that shook the heavens, crushing the black mist as it sped toward the Sun-Herding Clan's territory!

...

Half an hour later.

Deep within The Great Ruins, the Holy Land of the Sun-Herding Clan—the Sun Well.

There were no mountains or vegetation here, only a vast basin baked into a glass-like state by the terrifying heat.

In the very center of the basin was a colossal abyssal well over ten thousand feet in diameter.

It was like a giant mouth leading to Hell, spewing out chaotic flames mixed with black Qi.

Around the edge of the giant well stood twelve bronze ancient pillars as thick as mountains.

Twelve crimson iron chains, each as thick as a grown man's waist, were anchored to the bronze pillars on one end, while the other ends plunged deep into the bottomless Sun Well.

At this moment, the Old Clan Chief was leading over a hundred clan elites.

They were bare-chested, their veins bulging as they desperately pulled on those twelve iron chains.

Everyone's skin was cracked and bleeding from the heat, and the blood evaporated into a bloody mist before it could even drip.

“Hold on! We must not let the sun sink!”

The Old Clan Chief's hair and beard were all white as he roared with all his strength. His feet had already plowed two deep furrows into the glass-like ground.

However, the downward force coming from the bottom of the well was too terrifying.

The sun, which was about to be extinguished, seemed to have gained its own consciousness and was desperately plunging toward the abyss.

The chains were pulled taut, emitting a tooth-aching screeching sound, threatening to snap at any moment.

“Clan Chief, we can't hold on! The fire source has gone completely berserk!”

An Elder cried out in pain as the muscles in his arms snapped on the spot, and he was flung away by the massive force of the chain.

At this critical moment, when the entire clan was in despair,

“Rumble!”

A divine ship burning with raging flames crashed through the black mist and hovered over the Sun Well.

A figure in white descended like a meteor, crashing heavily onto the top of a bronze ancient pillar at the edge of the Sun Well.

“Old man, let go. I'll take over the rest of the job.”

Ye Xiu stood atop the ancient pillar, looking down at the struggling members of the Sun-Herding Clan. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible dominance.

“Ye... Ye Xiu?!”

The Old Clan Chief looked up, his face scorched black and filled with disbelief.

“You brat, you actually dared to come!

The sun's Origin at the bottom of the well has run wild and transformed into a Golden Crow Wraith own. It's not something human strength can withstand. Take Jingjing and leave quickly!”

Ye Xiu sneered.

He ignored the Old Clan Chief's warning and instead looked down into the bottomless Sun Well, which was spewing terrifying heatwaves.

The moment his gaze focused on the bottom of the well,

a long-forgotten, cold, and mechanical voice rang out in the depths of his mind without warning.

[Ding!]

[Detected special high-level map: Ancient Sun Well.]

[Dormancy conditions met, System reactivated. Would you like to sign in at this location?]

The corner of Ye Xiu's mouth curled into an arrogant arc.

Ever since he completed the Great Perfection of the Nine Transformations of Dragonization, this Sign-in System seemed to have crashed, showing no activity at all.

He knew in his heart it was because ordinary mountains, rivers, and Dynasty Luck could no longer provide him with any valuable rewards.

He needed more extreme environments and more terrifying Laws.

And this Sun Well, which buried the remnant soul of an ancient Golden Crow, was the perfect springboard for him to break his shackles!

“Sign in!”

Ye Xiu muttered in his mind.

[Sign-in successful!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Divine-Grade reward: Ancient Golden Crow Origin Seed!]

[Triggered special event: Reaching the Limit of Dragonization, Pointing Directly to Sendai.

The host is currently at the Bottleneck of the Nine Transformations of Dragonization Great Perfection. Absorbing the Golden Crow Origin will begin the Sendai Realm breakthrough trial!]

As the System's notification faded, a scorching energy that seemed capable of incinerating the heavens appeared out of thin air in Ye Xiu's Dantian.

This energy did not erupt immediately; instead, it lay dormant, waiting for a chance to be unleashed.

“Perfect timing.”

Ye Xiu laughed loudly and shook his arms violently.

“Rip!”

The white robe on his upper body was instantly shattered into pieces by the surging Pure Yang Blood and Qi within him.

Revealing muscles as perfect and well-defined as an ancient Greek sculpture.

On the surface of his skin, gold and silver dragon scale patterns faintly shimmered.

He leaped from the bronze ancient pillar and landed steadily on the edge of the well.

“Let go!”

Ye Xiu shouted, his right leg sweeping out with a gentle but irresistible force that pushed the Old Clan Chief and the others away from the chains.

Immediately after, Ye Xiu reached out with both hands, one to the left and one to the right, firmly grabbing two glowing red, thick iron chains!

“Sizzle!”

The moment his palms touched the chains, a large amount of white smoke rose. But Ye Xiu didn't even flinch.

The blood and Qi of his Nine Transformations of Dragonization Great Perfection erupted with a high-pitched dragon roar.

Ye Xiu's arm muscles bulged as he pulled back fiercely!

“Come up for me!”

“Boom—!”

The entire earth trembled violently.

The sun, which had been falling toward the abyss with unstoppable momentum, was actually pulled to a halt by Ye Xiu's strength alone!

From the bottom of the abyss came a shrill, violent bird cry.

It felt Ye Xiu's provocation, and the massive downward force instantly doubled, making the chains groan under the strain.

“Have you stayed at the bottom of the well so long that you've forgotten who you are?”