"Your life and death are in my hands. You may serve me for a thousand years, or I may set you free when my strength is sufficient!" Fang Chen said slowly, looking at the demonic dragon.
On the path of cultivation, having a powerful demonic dragon as a mount would be quite nice.
Upon hearing Fang Chen's words, the dragon paused in its ramming motion against the fence, looking at Fang Chen suspiciously. "Human, you... do you mean what you say?"
"Hmm? You can talk? You can understand people?"
Fang Chen stared at the demonic dragon in astonishment.
For so many years, the dragon had remained silent, leading people to believe it was unable to understand human speech.
Unexpectedly, the dragon was so intelligent.
"Hmm, you humans are too treacherous. This dragon doesn't want to have any more dealings with you!" The demonic dragon raised its head and glanced at Fang Chen.
"You may have some misunderstandings about us. For example, I am a very trustworthy person."
Fang Chen's eyes shone brightly as he continued, "As you know, you're in my space, and I don't want anyone else to know about it. So, I can only let you leave when my strength is enough to dominate the heavens."
"Or perhaps a thousand years from now, I will let you go! Do you understand what I mean?"
"Human, in a thousand years, you probably can't possibly stand proudly above the heavens, can you? As far as I know, there are countless planes in the world, teeming with powerful beings, and your cultivation is merely at the peak of the Void Refinement stage, not even reaching the Integration stage. Moreover, your divine sense cultivation hasn't even recovered yet; there are many realms above you..."
The demon dragon looked at Fang Chen, somewhat disbelieving.
"Oh? You know quite a lot. What level is your strength at?" Fang Chen was taken aback. It seemed that this demonic dragon was very powerful.
"Probably similar to you, equivalent to the peak of the Void Refinement stage in humans." The demonic dragon lowered its enormous head.
"Perhaps I won't reach that level in a thousand years, but I still believe in myself. At worst, I'll let you leave when the time comes," Fang Chen said slowly. He had a portal that allowed him to travel through countless worlds and obtain endless treasures, so it was really hard to say.
"I will place a restriction deep within your soul, and when the time comes, I will remove it for you no matter what."
Fang Chen said slowly, "Of course, he doesn't think he can control a demonic dragon with a lower cultivation level than himself by relying on his own restrictions. With the will of the portal attached to him, controlling the demonic dragon is not difficult for him."
"Okay, I'll trust you this once."
The dragon said helplessly.
Fang Chen's spiritual sense and cultivation had not recovered, so he could only follow the will of the portal and plant a restriction deep within the Demon Dragon's sea of consciousness.
As the barrier descended, Fang Chen instantly established a connection with the demonic dragon, and he was able to know every single change in the demonic dragon's will at any time!
It was as if with a wave of the hand, the demonic dragon could be put to death.
"Alright, come with me for some fresh air later."
With a thought, Fang Chen instantly caused the railing to disappear, turning into mist and dissipating within the Overlord's Hall.
"This is absolutely brilliant!"
Fang Chen sat on the broad back of the dragon, letting it carry him to explore this paradise.
Through exploration, Fang Chen discovered that the paradise was about a hundred miles long. It didn't seem like a small space, but rather like an undeveloped dimension accessible through a portal.
However, this plane was not fully open to Fang Chen; beyond a hundred miles, it was shrouded in endless mist.
No matter how far Fang Chen moves forward, he will remain stagnant.
"Why does it feel like there's no natural enemy suppressing us here? Even the shackles on our cultivation seem to be loosening a little?"
After spending a day here with the demonic dragon, Fang Chen discovered this problem.
It seems the dragon has also discovered this.
"Master, the rules of heaven and earth here seem to be incomplete, somewhat similar to the legendary chaotic world. It seems that I am about to break through." The demonic dragon looked at Fang Chen expectantly, seemingly unwilling to leave the mutated space of the Overlord's Hall.
"Then you stay here and break through to the next level. I'll leave for a bit."
Looking at the reluctant dragon, Fang Chen decided to go out and recover his strength first.
After all, his cultivation and spiritual sense had not recovered. Although he felt the shackles loosening here, it was not conducive to his breakthrough!
The dragon is controlled by the portal, so even if its strength increases, it will still be subject to its own control.
......
At this moment, we are three thousand miles away from the Murong family.
Beneath an imperial city.
Here stands a grand hall, resplendent in gold and jade, with a golden throne positioned near the east.
On the throne sat a withered skeleton.
The skull's eye sockets were sunken, leaving only skin and bones; within the eye sockets, a ghostly blue flame flickered, quite brightly.
"Three thousand years have passed, and I have finally mastered the Supreme Soul Painting Technique!" Meng Gua's skeletal body slowly rose from the throne, his hoarse voice echoing outwards.
As the skeleton waved its hand, the hall trembled.
Before long, a middle-aged man dressed in a dragon robe appeared in the main hall.
"How's the search for a top-quality physical body going?" the skeleton asked the middle-aged man in a hoarse voice.
"Reporting to Ancestor, your grandson has prepared fifty exceptionally talented youths for you. However, recently, your grandson discovered a young man with an extremely strong physical body in the Endless Mountains. This person's physical body is the strongest I have ever seen in my life. According to your grandson's observation, his spiritual cultivation has been severely injured!"
"What? Such an excellent physical body!"