Chapter 234: The Fall of the King of Ancient Dragons (?)
Even with his eyes closed, the red and blue light pierced through his eyelids like rays, forming spots in his vision.
His vision flickered and finally faded into darkness, with only a surge of pain reaching the nerve center.
Not just the eyelids, the piercing light of the Míng Dēng Lóng seemed to have broken through the boundaries of his body, colliding with the “soul” within him, seeking to liberate energy from his body and channel it into the lantern.
The boundaries of his body were riddled with holes, yet each tiny puncture was so insignificant that it did not affect the conversion of energy into power applied at the limits.
The thirty-meter Flame Sword Dragon had only his head submerged in the chest of the Míng Dēng Lóng, his limbs exposed and twisting as he strained to thrust forward.
What had he pierced?
He had invaded the lantern, touching the true source of its glow—the azure star that didn’t belong in this world.
The “perpetual motion machine” had run for a few hours, wavering between stability and instability, until it reached its most unstable state after being pierced by the long snout!
Jié Jié couldn’t see, but he could feel the entire world bathed in an azure hue.
…
Jié Jié felt as if he had been dreaming for a very long time. He thought the world seemed different.
Without direct vision, he received no feedback from the light.
He remembered losing his eyes last? In the form of the Flame Sword Dragon.
But what were these?
Silence carved out planes amidst vastness, beneath which flowed ceaselessly.
The world was not silent; streaks of energy like souls outlined everything in three dimensions, creating more outlines due to their activities.
Some were above, some below.
Those below were lifted by the vast plane, only a few supported by its undulations; those above were similarly lifted, rising and falling in dim energy, their support shifting between ascent and descent.
Some were still, some active.
Stillness and activity shifted between wholeness and fragmentation—stillness remained still, activity remained active; stillness could not escape activity’s fate, nor could activity escape stillness.
There were also energies moving so fast he could only see them ricocheting everywhere, their reflections instantly omnipresent throughout the world.
He himself seemed to be emitting such energy, rewriting the spatial layers.
It was as if they were escaping his body…
As they fled, his perception gradually dimmed.
…
Coming to, Jié Jié pulled his head out, unsure what had just happened.
Following the dream, he knew the Míng Dēng Lóng had fallen, perhaps fading into darkness.
Was she dead?
And himself, blinded by the light, seeing nothing.
Like a Míng Dēng Lóng.
A strange thought surfaced from the dream, his five senses seeming to vanish, causing him to panic and strain his limbs to twist his body.
Some sounds echoed in the cave—he was still in the form of the Flame Sword Dragon.
“Grunt Roar!!!”
Was the Míng Dēng Lóng roaring?
Jié Jié tensed his body, transforming back into the Extinction Dragon.
His eyes were still not healed.
He felt like he was back in the dream—had he not awakened yet?
He hated being unable to see anything.
After the roar, the Míng Dēng Lóng was left with only faint panting.
Exhaling more than inhaling, she was nearing death.
Step, step, step, step, the ground was uneven—it was the arm of the Míng Dēng Lóng.
He walked to the position of her head, facing her breath.
Two blind beings perhaps connected souls, but not eyes.
“Rest in peace.”
Jié Jié’s growl drowned out the Míng Dēng Lóng’s exhalation.
After his growl ended, there was no more sound of her breathing.
She was dead; the flickering lantern fire had completely extinguished.
Would no dragon follow this lantern anymore?
With the shortened ancient dragon migration cycle restored, could the investigation team chase the ancient dragons season after season?
Step, step, step, step, the ground was uneven—it was the arm of the Míng Dēng Lóng.
He followed his memory back to the position of her chest, beginning to collect her remains.
Her chest cavity opened like a flower, presenting the shattered crystal.
Jié Jié bit into the shattered crystal, failing to see the crystal pulling all remaining light from her body.
Though severed, remnants still glowed, and he could feel abundant energy radiating from it.
Was this the jade of the Míng Dēng Lóng?
Jié Jié leaned towards it being an underdeveloped geothermal core crystal.
The moment the geothermal core crystal entered his body, he felt as if he returned to that dream.
The world lacked color, only streams of energy entering the nerve center, constructing new perceptions.
Compared to the dream, his perception could only spread about a hundred meters around him, further directions becoming hazy, perhaps because these were the only signals he could focus on.
If he concentrated his perception in one direction, he could indeed perceive farther.
Just as sight is obstructed, perception is also shielded by powerful energy sources, though ordinary walls can be penetrated directly.
With the acquisition of new perception, the original vision seemed distant.
The new perception was the first reaction gained, followed by rounds of energy filling the current form of his body.
Perhaps due to being underdeveloped and already damaged, the energy output wasn’t high, nor did it produce violent reactions like during the Míng Dēng Lóng’s critical state, but it was persistent.
The outline of the Míng Dēng Lóng’s body appeared in his mind, with several energy nodes distributed across her torso and limbs.
Perhaps these nodes were the jade of the Míng Dēng Lóng.
The body of the Míng Dēng Lóng lacked sufficient meatiness—how much meatiness could a translucent body possess?
“Roar!”
Just before he touched the jade, the recovered Extinction Dragon roared.
Celebrating too early isn’t wise.
Jié Jié turned and “looked” at the energy source representing the Extinction Dragon.
Not particularly strong, but exceptionally resilient, it was now charging towards him.
Courageous.
The Extinction Dragon, covered in black thorns mixed with crystalline spines, raised his claw and with one swipe flipped and restrained his weakened opponent.
Punch after punch until she fell into a false coma.
The Extinction Dragon, exhausted, collapsed.
Jié Jié’s “gaze” shifted to the large energy source aside from the corpse of the Míng Dēng Lóng—it was the outline of the Glittering Dragon.
He arrived at the position of her chest, guessing it should be filled with golden light.
The Glittering Dragon was currently in a low state, and her chest was the organ regulating temperature. Removing the Dragon God Jade might really cool her body down.
Perhaps he could try using the Dragon God Jade as an external temperature regulator for the Glittering Dragon?
Heat her up when she cools, stabilizing her like he did with the Corpse Suit Dragon.
Let’s handle the corpse of the Míng Dēng Lóng first.
Chapter 235
