Conducting an Experiment

Long Chen wasn't in a hurry because the Chaotic Dragon Emperor had mentioned that the Reverse Scale of the Emperor's Path was extremely sinister and cunning. Its goal was to incite more powerful beings to battle each other, absorbing their power of death.

In the past, the Reverse Scale's aim was to break the seal. However, now it had two objectives: one was to break the seal, and the other was to kill Long Chen and drain his entire dragon blood source.

Logically speaking, the sooner Long Chen got there, the better. Many powerful individuals were still scattered throughout the vast realm, vying for their opportunities.

If he waited until these individuals obtained their respective chances, they would undoubtedly come to fight for the Reverse Scale. At that time, the pressure on Long Chen would be countless times greater than now.

However, Long Chen knew that obtaining the Reverse Scale was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. With his bad luck, relying on luck to acquire it was simply wishful thinking.

Moreover, Long Chen had a premonition that no matter how he calculated and evaded, he would ultimately be unable to avoid battling against all those powerful individuals.

Given this, Long Chen decided to abandon any thoughts of luck and prepare for the worst. Even if the entire world turned against him, he must acquire the Reverse Scale.

The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest moved forward slowly, and within its confines, there was jubilation. Dragonblood warriors and hidden dragon warriors sang and danced, as if they had returned to their innocent childhoods, rediscovering their purity.

After instructing Xia Chen to control the direction of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest's advance, Long Chen chose to seclude himself. He was in a secret chamber within the nest, a place shrouded in darkness without a hint of light.

Long Chen immersed himself in the darkness, and behind him, a pair of enormous eyes appeared. Those eyes exuded an evil aura.

This was one of the strongest trial spaces within the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, a place that Gu Yang had struggled seventeen times to barely pass through by a stroke of luck.

This was the domain of the Dark Malevolent Dragon, guarded by the remnants of the malevolent dragon's soul from the chaotic era. Now, upon seeing Long Chen's arrival, the eyes of the malevolent dragon grew fierce, ready to transform into its dragon form and attack. However, Long Chen coldly uttered:

"Stay still, I'm going to conduct an experiment using your eyeballs."

However, as Long Chen finished speaking, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared in the malevolent dragon's eyes. It realized that a tremendous force had imprisoned it, rendering it immobile.

"The might of Emperor's Blood... How could you..." The malevolent dragon's remnants exclaimed in shock.

"Shut up," Long Chen furrowed his brows and sternly ordered.

The remnants of the Dark Malevolent Dragon were so frightened that they trembled, and they dared not speak anymore. Long Chen approached it, sat down with his back to it, and said coldly, "Don't resist."

Suddenly, Long Chen slowly closed his eyes. As he did so, the eyes of the Dark Malevolent Dragon also closed. "Hum." Suddenly, Long Chen opened his eyes, and within his eyes, there was darkness. Three thousand runes shimmered, interweaving incessantly, gradually forming the pattern of a hexagram.

At the same time, within the starry sea of Long Chen's dantian, the three thousand runes revolved. The hexagram in Long Chen's eyes was its projection.

"Whether it works or not will depend on this move," Long Chen took a deep breath. This was a very daring idea of his.

"Hum." Suddenly, the hexagram in Long Chen's eyes rotated, and in the eyes of the Dark Malevolent Dragon behind him, a hexagram pattern also emerged. However, the direction of rotation of the hexagram in its eyes was reversed.

"Whoosh." Suddenly, the rotating hexagram came to a halt, and within the massive eyes of the malevolent dragon, an image appeared.

In that image, there was an endless sea of blood, and in the center of the blood sea stood a towering mountain made of countless white bones.

The mountain was tens of thousands of miles tall, reaching straight into the sky. However, within the boundless sea of blood, it appeared as minuscule as a grain of sand.

Beneath the sea of blood, upon closer inspection, countless resentful souls seemed to be swimming, and their wailing and cries of sorrow seemed audible.

At the summit of the bone mountain, there was a throne. On the throne, one could vaguely see a white-robed man seated there. This white-robed man seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up at the sky.

"Ah..." Within the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, the malevolent dragon let out a miserable scream. Its eyes burst open, dragon blood flowed everywhere, and it continuously howled in agony.

"What is that?" The malevolent dragon roared, its voice filled with boundless terror.

The hexagram pattern within Long Chen's eyes slowly disappeared, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Thanks."

After finishing his statement, Long Chen left the domain of the malevolent dragon. As he returned to the main hall of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, a calm atmosphere had settled over the nest.

The Dragonblood warriors, hidden dragon warriors, and all the disciples of the Wind God Pavilion had resumed their cultivation. With the advancement of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, the vanished power of the Emperor's Path had reappeared. They naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity for improvement.

The power now present was even more concentrated and potent than what had been transmitted through the spatial passage. The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest had its own array that automatically gathered the power of the Emperor's Path.

This power carried not only the essence of dragon blood but also the laws of heaven and earth, along with a strong divine aura. For any race, this was a great source of enhancement. Missing out on it would be a lifelong regret.

The time spent together was beautiful and joyous, but both the Dragonblood warriors and hidden dragon warriors knew that this beauty and happiness were fleeting. Without effort to improve themselves, everything could be ruthlessly stripped away. The beauty and joy would ultimately turn into endless pain and regret.

Only by becoming strong enough could they protect this beauty. This was the harsh reality of cultivation. Unless one stood at the pinnacle of the world, everything they possessed today might vanish tomorrow.

"Boss," within the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, only Xia Chen hadn't sequestered himself as he needed to oversee the direction of the nest and external events.

"This time it should be a complete transformation, right?" Long Chen patted Xia Chen's shoulder and chuckled.

Xia Chen was somewhat excited as he said, "With the condensation of the True Dragon Vein, it's indeed a complete transformation. I feel like my spring has arrived."

"So soon? Congratulations!" Long Chen was first stunned, then a smile of happiness appeared on his face.

"Huh? Ahem, Boss, you might have misunderstood. The 'spring' I'm talking about isn't what you're thinking," Xia Chen said somewhat awkwardly.

Long Chen immediately rolled his eyes; he had thought Xia Chen had found a girl he liked among the hidden dragon warriors. After all, Xia Chen had experienced some heartbreak in the past and had been unable to move on for many years. Long Chen felt happy for him, thinking that he might have finally found someone.

"What I mean is, I've condensed divine runes within my True Dragon Vein. The vein is unending, the runes inexhaustible, and the bloodline is unending, sustaining the vein endlessly," Xia Chen explained.

Long Chen couldn't help but be moved. This was truly formidable. Condensing runes with bloodline power, with the blessing of the dragon soul, as long as the bloodline didn't dry up, the runes would be endless.

Xia Chen's runes were incredibly powerful, but they also had a massive flaw: carving the runes required an enormous amount of time and experience. Every major battle would deplete Xia Chen's reserves, leaving him to continue desperately carving runes. Among the entire Dragonblood Legion, he was the busiest.

For a runemaster, without an array plate or runes, it was akin to a tiger losing its limbs and teeth; they were practically useless. But now, Xia Chen could condense runes with bloodline power. It was no wonder he was so excited. Indeed, his "spring" had arrived.

"There's someone fighting ahead. They're from the human race!" Suddenly, Xia Chen exclaimed. Through the array of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, Xia Chen had sensed the fluctuations of battle and also detected the aura of humans.

"Let's go and take a look."