In the Dragon Transformation Pool, the old god-king, undergoing a transformation, was gradually refining the dragon pearl, the true dragon elixir.
The golden cocoon of light pulsated incessantly, its radiance flowing and shimmering with divine light, exuding unparalleled peace.
As night falls, anyone in the holy city who looks up can see streaks of dragon-shaped blood energy soaring into the sky, all converging towards the Dragon Transformation Pool in the west of the city.
One terrifying figure after another was mobilized, and countless blood dragons, incredibly thick, pierced through the sky and the earth, exuding a majestic aura and surging divine power like a vast ocean.
"boom!"
The Hengyu Furnace revived, its radiant light soaring into the heavens, shaking the nine heavens above and the nine netherworlds below, becoming the only one of its kind in the world.
Its supreme divine power surged forth, like a great river flowing into the sea, roaring and rushing, like the red sun falling from the sky and crashing into the earth!
Then, another supreme imperial weapon also quickly revived, restraining the Hengyu Divine Furnace. If billions of stars fell, the sky would be filled with dazzling light.
Above the holy city, it was as if thousands upon thousands of silver rivers were rushing about!
Both supreme imperial weapons are reviving and constantly clashing with each other, shaking the holy city and trembling the heavens.
The dragon-like aura surged upwards, wave after wave, slowly moving closer to the Dragon Transformation Pool!
A group of unidentified and terrifyingly powerful experts are finally about to make their move to kill the God King.
"Thump, thump..."
Within the Dragon Transformation Pool, the golden cocoon of light pulsated violently, with an indescribable and terrifying rhythm, as if the innate Great Dao was echoing within.
Two beams of cold lightning shot out from it, like primordial divine light tearing through the void, making people tremble and want to worship.
At this moment, endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth surged wildly towards this place, like a surging tide, one layer after another, covering the sky and the earth, submerging the golden cocoon of light.
Lin Yi whispered, "The God King has been resurrected."
"Prepare the divine source!" Jiang Yun, a powerful figure from the Jiang family, transmitted his voice.
Several elders immediately stepped forward, took out several large pieces of divine source, which shone brightly, and piled them up near the Dragon Transformation Pool.
This was something they had prepared long ago, fearing that the God-King would need too much of the essence of heaven and earth and not enough of the power of the sun, moon and stars when he was resurrected. Now it has finally come in handy.
"Quickly, we absolutely cannot let Jiang Taixu recover!"
People from all four directions around the location of Hualong Pool advanced rapidly, and the situation changed faster than they had anticipated.
Each of these people is a Saint Lord-level expert, a powerful figure who dominates a region.
"boom!"
The palace on the ground turned to dust, the earth sank, cracks appeared one after another, and a huge sinkhole appeared, with the underground palace right in front of us.
All the visitors were shrouded in thick fog, making them impossible to see through, and no one would reveal their true identity.
The powerful killing intent caused the underground palace to crack. They filed in without saying a word. The killing intent surged silently like the sea, and the underground was as cold as an ice cellar.
"Buzz!"
The two holy masters who were walking in front suddenly stumbled backward, each step as if they had exhausted all their strength, and they were almost trembling.
"The Great Emperor's array pattern!" they exclaimed in unison.
Jiang Yun calmly faced these people and said, "The life of my clan's God King, the Nine Secrets of Fighting, the secret of the Purple Mountain Emperor Wushi—which one do you want that has led you to launch such a large-scale invasion?"
"I want them all!" A tall man shrouded in black mist uttered in a hoarse voice, radiating boundless killing intent.
"You're too late."
Two beams of divine light shot from Jiang Yun's eyes. He stood in the arena, a battle halberd in his hand, and an ancient tower appeared above his head.
"It's not too late."
Suddenly, a frail old man appeared in the underground palace. His hair, which was as thin as wild grass, numbered only a few dozen strands. His face was covered with wrinkles, like the bark of an old tree.
He hunched over, trembling as he moved forward, and said, "Jiang Taixu, four thousand years have passed since we last met, and I have missed you so much... cough..."
A divine body on the verge of transforming into a saint—that's truly rare. Consuming this divine body should allow me to escape my current state, neither human nor ghost.
The old man walked with a faltering gait, and with each step he took, a wisp of black mist carrying a heavy aura of death emanated from his body, emitting the smell of rotting corpses.
He walked up to the Great Emperor's array pattern and examined it carefully. Then he shouted towards the outside of the underground palace, "You two living dead should be here by now. If the three of us join forces, we can break through this incomplete corner of the Great Emperor's array pattern in less than two hours. Jiang Taixu will not have a chance to complete his transformation."
"Hehe..." A chilling laugh echoed.
Two gaunt figures appeared at the entrance to the underground palace. Their aura of death was even stronger, and a wisp of black mist would drift out every few breaths.
"It seems the three of us are all the same, corroded beyond recognition by the Yinming Grass. We won't live for more than ten years at most."
The three old monsters stood together, each more sinister than the last, and the stench of decay filled every inch of the underground palace, sending chills down one's spine.
"Hey, back then, the three of us were chased by Jiang Taixu to the point of having nowhere to go but to the heavens and the earth. We could only escape into the Undying Mountain and accidentally ate a Yinming Grass, which turned us into the ghosts we are now. Today, we will share his divine body and be reborn."
"What?" Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.
The Yinming Grass is a legendary creature, growing in the underworld and not belonging to the mortal realm. It contains both a deadly poison that causes decay and the essence of immortal substances, combining two completely opposite medicinal powers.
The three old monsters' divine senses were nourished, but their physical bodies almost became rotting corpses, which can be described as a strange transformation.
Of course, their bodies are not completely necrotic; a trace of vitality remains, offering a glimmer of hope.
Three ancient monsters who have lived for over four thousand years without dying have brought unparalleled pressure to the Jiang family. Half-human and half-ghost, they exist in the world forever. Who can suppress them?