Chapter 4327: Murky Dragon's Residual Soul

k-Robe Elder's prowess, and there were quite a few self-defense talismans inside his pouch.>"Vine Rune!" "Earth Armor Rune!""Golden Hammer Technique!""Water Whip Charm!""Fire Serpent Technique!"Both s...After several months, Fangshi Ji and five other Taoist Immortals, along with over a thousand celestial soldiers, watched in fear as a gigantic bone dragon, stretching for hundreds of miles, writhed and roared before falling into the endless abyss behind them.

Lu XiaTian frowned, watching the colossal bone dragon fall. The flickering fire in its hollow eye sockets gradually extinguished. Unlike other vengeful spirits, it wasn't filled with resentment or unwillingness. Instead, there was a sense of relief born from destiny, mixed with a faint, melancholic sadness.

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Nobody had expected to be trapped in this Dragon Abyss for months. The 400,000 celestial army from the Four Directions Heavenly Court suffered heavy casualties here, and it was unknown how many would survive in the end. As for the Dan Saints, the Jade Xuan Heavenly Court should be right before their eyes. Mu Zuyan had encountered Lu Xia Tian during this period and did not save him. He watched with his own eyes as Mu Zuyan, leading eight Dan Saints and nearly 10,000 celestial soldiers, were decimated by the frenzied attacks of the Death Spirit Dragon Clan.

As for Fang Shiji and the others, a group of five alchemists, Lu Xiaotian actually came to their rescue. Perhaps it's more appropriate to say that both parties cooperated with each other. Under such danger, Mu Ziyin didn't have any special aversion to Lu Xiaotian, and the other alchemists were relatively easy to accept him as well. Especially since Lu Xiaotian was a fourth-rank alchemist, he had already shown his extremely superb alchemy skills before, and had won the respect of these third-rank alchemists to a certain extent.

Even Fangshiji, who previously held a certain distance from Lu Xiaoteng, now looked at him with an equal gaze and respect. Especially under these perilous circumstances, any rejection of Lu Xiaoteng would mean they were closer to death.

Since rescuing Fang Shiji and his party, he has continuously joined forces with other immortal armies, engaging in dozens of battles without a moment's rest.

This largest skeletal dragon in sight had slaughtered over ten thousand immortal soldiers, and even the Ice Void Domain Master of the Jade Xuan Heavenly Court had perished among them. Under these special circumstances, Lu Xiaoteng and Fang Shiji, this fourth-rank alchemy saint, exerted a destructive force comparable to the Ice Void Domain Master, and were both heavily injured. Their subsequent alchemy became unsustainable, as this dragon unleashed its divine power, prompting the Dragon Slaying Shears to strike. The massive shear shadow slashed down from the sky, severely wounding the skeletal dragon. After crippling the dragon, the remaining immortal soldiers, under Fang Shiji's leadership, seized the opportunity and thoroughly eliminated this colossal skeletal dragon.

This shows just how powerful this gigantic bone dragon is; it's far surpassed even the瀚水蟄龍 among the dragons of the secret realm. As for whether it has reached the level of a celestial immortal, Lu Xiaotian isn't sure.

The other party's injuries were not caused by Fang Shiji, Bingxu Domain Master, or other Immortal Army. They were mainly caused by the Dragon Slaying Cleaver strike. Seeing such a powerful figure fall before their eyes, the other party's dragon soul was obviously different from the remnants of souls in the other Bone Dragons. Lu Xiaottian Xinchen naturally felt uncomfortable.

“Perhaps the Dragon Spirit Golden Xuan Extreme Dao Pill could help the dissipating dragon soul somewhat.” A thought suddenly flashed through Lu XiaTian’s mind.

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Seeing the giant dragon transformed into bones raining down, its dragon soul plunged into the black abyss like a flickering candle in the wind. Lu Xia Tian's eyes moved slightly, directly gathering a soul essence flying sword, surrounded by five thunder seeds arrows. In this situation, even a Golden Immortal-level powerhouse would find it difficult to see that inside the soul essence flying sword was a mid-grade Dragon Spirit Jin Xuan Extreme Dao Pill.

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As for Fang Shiji, if he were at his full strength, even in this environment, Lu Xiaoteng would still be wary of the other party seeing through some of his secrets. However, at this time, the other party was covered in blood, weak, and on the verge of falling into a coma. The other thousand immortal soldiers, the strongest among them, were only at the level of Heavenly Immortals. Let alone being injured, even at their full strength, they wouldn't be able to see through Lu Xiaoteng's methods.

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The remnant soul of the Murky Dragon was now in mid-air,隨時 potentially dissipating into nothingness. The Murky Dragon itself harbored no fear of death, nor any resentment towards its fate, or the celestial court's eradication. Every race has its reasons for decline, whether due to inherent weakness or simply being born at a time unfavorable to their survival.

As for the Dragon Clan, they were once the most powerful race in the multiverse. However, they have since fallen into decline, with their descendant clans barely able to survive. This isn't anyone else's fault but their own. Their downfall stemmed from within. The Dragon Clan was not united, and no matter how strong an individual or clan may be, what good is it without unity

At this time, the dragon soul was not the entirety of the turbid dragon, but only a wisp of its soul gathered with fragments of other dragon souls. However, due to the powerful and refined nature of the turbid dragon's separated soul, these fragments, or even vengeful spirits, became its supplements, accumulating over time to reach this state.

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Although Zhu Long had undergone countless epochs of sedimentation, allowing its dragon body to reach a hundred miles in length and its combat power to be extremely terrifying against ordinary Jinxian-level powerhouses, the dragon soul was ultimately vast but impure. It could handle several opponents equivalent to Jinxian-level powerhouses, even tens of thousands of elite Immortal Army soldiers, without much difficulty, but it still couldn't withstand the might of the Zhanlong Chop.

The Zhulong Zhalda was originally forged by the Four Heavenly Emperors using countless resources. Over the years, it has slain countless dragons and become a supreme weapon that strikes fear into the hearts of all dragons within this number of cuts.

As for the Heavenly Court's Dragon-Stealing Pill, Zhu Long had known about it for a long time. Having existed in the Dragon Abyss for so many years, he didn't know how many times the Dragon-Stealing Pill had been used.

Originally, the Mud Dragon felt that things would proceed as usual. Some vengeful spirits would be incorporated into elixirs by the alchemists of various heavenly courts, and some alchemists would fall in the Dragon Abyss.

It's just that vengeful spirits, and the dragon clan of the dead are constantly rioting. The existence of the turbid dragon for so long, no one knows exactly what happened. It seems that there is an invisible force driving all this.

Seeing that the undead dragons of this area were joining forces with the celestial army, Zhu Long didn't want to stand by and watch. He personally intervened, intending to kill a portion of the celestial army to quell the chaos before it escalated further.

Zhu Long thought he had lived long enough, but in the Dragon Abyss, these incomplete dragon souls and vengeful spirits were mostly juniors to him.

Because of unwillingness, resentment, and attachment, these lingering souls managed to remain among their kin. Even in a fragmented state, the Dragon of Murk wouldn't bear to see these young ones dissipate and turn to ash. However, after all these years of dormancy, he still couldn't withstand the power of the Dragon-Slaying Cleaver. The Dragon of Murk, whose heart had long been as tranquil as water, couldn't help but feel a sense of profound sadness.

The remnant soul of the Turbid Dragon originally thought that what lay before him was the end, especially when that sword strike neared, it hastened its final moment. However, the Turbid Dragon never expected that this sword strike would not bring about complete silence and destruction, but instead a vibrant vitality that allowed it to continue existing.

That sword qi looked extremely sharp, but when it struck the remnant soul, it caused no damage whatsoever. Instead, the power of the pill dissipated, causing the turbid dragon's remnant soul, which was about to gradually dissipate, to stabilize at a visible rate.

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