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When that huge figure appeared from within the sea of electric clouds, everyone within a thousand miles of the sword faction was stunned.

Dragon?

It turned out to be a dragon?

The dragon race had already disappeared from the Divine Lands nearly a thousand years ago after the battle of the Demon Sealing Tombstone.

Why is there a dragon here now?

It was said that the Dragon clan had the same realm as cultivators in the human emperor realm from the moment they were born. Moreover, the body of the dragon clan was incomparably strong and they had many innate abilities.

But this purple dragon in front of them was clearly an adult dragon race. Who would dare to provoke them?

The main reason was, why would an adult dragon appear here?

"I didn't expect that there was a True Dragon's soul inside that magic tool. However, it's only a soul. It might not be able to kill Feng Jing Tian."

Jian Yu looked at the scene before her and murmured. With her cultivation level, she could naturally tell that the dragon in the sea of electric clouds was only a spiritual body.

The adult purple dragon should have been at least in the God Realm at its peak, but now that it had lost its physical body and was only a divine intent, its true combat strength should only be between semi-sage realm and sage realm. However, because it possessed the innate ability of the dragon race, its victory and defeat against Feng Jing Tian should be fifty to fifty years old.

"Roar!"

Just as Feng Jing Tian was about to explode towards Chen Yao, the Purple Dragon flew down from the sky.

The huge head of the dragon rammed towards Feng Jing Tian.

Feng Jing Tian's fist mercilessly struck the head of the Purple Dragon. The Purple Dragon's body trembled. Feng Jing Tian's figure also took more than ten steps back.

"Chen Yao, just how many secrets do you have?"

Feng Jing Tian looked at Chen Yao with greed in his eyes.

He had done some research on Chen Yao. Chen Yao's dantian had clearly been destroyed by the Liu family of the sword faction, but later on, for some reason, it miraculously recovered. Even though Jian Yu explained, she was the one who helped Chen Yao restore his dantian.

Feng Jing Tian was also a Saint Martial Realm cultivator, so he naturally had the ability to help people recover their dantian. However, that required a great amount of their Profound Qi, and they had to pay the price of falling to that realm.

Back then, Chen Yao was just an inner disciple of the Spiritual Martial Force. The two of them would definitely not have any relationship, and at that time, Chen Yao's talent was far from being as powerful and outstanding as it was now. How could the sword rain risk helping Chen Yao repair his Dantian when his cultivation was lower?

Feng Jing Tian studied Chen Yao's entire series of events, discovering that there were too many secrets on Chen Yao's body.

For example, Chen Yao had killed Purple Star Ye. No one knew what methods Chen Yao used to deal with this dragon soul within the Space Banner. And from the looks of it, he had subdued this dragon soul even more.

Things were a little tricky.

However, he had brought so many people with him this time. With the sword faction not interfering, just Chen Yao alone had caused such heavy casualties. As an expert of the Sacred Martial Realm, where would he put his face?

Furthermore, he also wanted to obtain Chen Yao's secret. Thus, after using his trump card today, he had to capture Chen Yao.

"Kid, your bloodline power is very pure. Who the hell are you?"

The body of the Purple Dragon hovered in the air. It ignored Feng Jing Tian and instead stared fixedly at Chen Yao with its enormous eyes.

In order to activate the electric sea and summon one's own soul, one had to use their blood essence.

Although the Violet Dragon had long detected the Archaic greater demon bloodline and the Greedy Wolf bloodline in Chen Yao's body, he had never imagined that Chen Yao's bloodline would be so pure.

He was even more bewildered by Chen Yao's identity.

Chen Yao looked at Zi Long and said.

"That's my problem, I don't need to tell you. Just as I told you before, help me for ten years. After ten years, I'll return your soul."

Indeed, the reason why Chen Yao dared to say he wanted Feng Jing Tian to die here today was because of this dragon soul.

His Demon Refining Pot was able to restrain the Purple Dragon Divine Soul. It couldn't do anything to him, but the dragon race was an extremely noble race. It was also extremely difficult to control them.

Therefore, he made an agreement with the Purple Dragon Divine Soul. The Purple Dragon Divine Soul had stayed by his side for ten years to help him, and ten years later, he would give it its freedom.

To the Dragon Clan, they had a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. 10 years was nothing but a flick of a finger.

"Good! Kid, I hope you will abide by your oath. Otherwise, I will eat you alive!"

Chen Yao nodded and said solemnly.

"I, Chen Yao, swear with my soul that ten years later, you will be freed. If you break this oath, you will die a graveless death."

Once a cultivator made an oath with their soul, they would be targeted by the Heavenly Daos. If they truly broke the oath, their life would be worse than death.

Zi Long looked at Chen Yao with an admiring expression.

"Boy, I believe you. I will help you resist this human in the Sacred Martial Realm, but I might not be able to kill him."

"Help me stall it for an hour is enough."

"Alright."

The purple lightning dragon flew towards Feng Jing Tian.

In the past, your Ancestor took advantage of the Divine Tribulation to imprison your true self's soul.

The soul of the Violet Thunder Dragon had been imprisoned for a thousand years. Naturally, it was filled with hatred towards the Dharma Idol.

He roared and charged at Feng Jing Tian.

Even if he did not have a physical body right now and his cultivation fell from the Divine Martial Realm to the current semi-sage realm, he was still a dragon and his strength was extremely strong.

"Roar!"

Bolts of lightning that were comparable to high-grade heaven-step spells shot out from his sky towards Feng Jing Tian.

"Chen Yao, wait for me to kill this evil creature. I'll come and kill you."

Feng Jing Tian wished he could immediately grind Chen Yao's bones into dust. However, he had to carefully deal with the current Purple Dragon Divine Soul. Otherwise, he would lose his life.

He fought with the purple dragon.

"..."

A quarter of an hour later, several wounds appeared on Feng Jing Tian's body. He was injured, and the cultivators of the Saint realm were heavily injured as well. However, the purple dragon's body became more and more illusory, and it was on the verge of collapsing.

"That's enough."

Feeling his injuries, Chen Yao revealed a smile on his face.

That's right, he just needed the Violet Dragon to help him stall for time.

He had just taken several Tier 4 pills, the Origin Returning Pill, and the terrifying recovery ability of his Essence of Primal Chaos. His wounds had already been completely healed.

Now it was time for him to act.

And right now, his first target wasn't Feng Jing Tian.

He used a gaze filled with killing intent to look at the injured experts of the Fa Zong Martial Organization who were tens of thousands of feet away.

Swoosh.

Chen Yao suddenly appeared in the middle of a group of people belonging to the Fa Zong Martial Ancestor Sect that were tens of thousands of feet away.

"You."

A middle-aged man with a cultivation at the sixth level of the Emperor Profound Realm from the Mage Sect who received quite heavy injuries spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked with disbelief at Chen Yao who appeared like a ghost in front of his eyes.

The Heaven Severing Sword pierced through his abdomen.