"Whoosh!" Streaks of figures soared into the air.

The unique environment of Táng Long Thiên meant all living beings possessed formidable physiques. The human race, having undergone body tempering in the Dragon Transformation Pond, each possessed the strength to tear apart tigers and leopards. Furthermore, cultivating the Dragon Transformation Art, leaping several trượng was but an ordinary feat. Third and Fourth-stage experts, even without mastery of flying or evasion techniques, could momentarily levitate. The Zhun clan members were even more formidable, with several Fourth, and even Fifth-stage dragon-transformed individuals capable of controlling wind and clouds, soaring above the ground.

"Stop!" "Do not harm our Dragon Gods!"

Witnessing their Dragon Gods defeated and at a disadvantage, the Zhun clan members roared incessantly, charging forward one after another, while countless arrows streaked through the air. Yet, to no avail. On the battlefield where one man battled two dragons, whirlwinds and fiery waves raged all around. Those who charged in were violently swept away before they could even draw close. The arrows, moreover, fell uselessly to the ground.

Only Clan Chief and Dragon Tamer Phượng Lam, along with a few of the clan's top experts, managed to surge closer. Upon seeing the clear situation on the battlefield, their hearts turned to ice. Mạc Cầu's long hair fluttered, the Bách Tịch saber in his hand. His expression was icy, his gaze indifferent, as his body transformed into a streak of fire, circling the two dragons and cutting in. His movement technique was swift, and the saber light, sharp. Although the two Phoenix dragons struggled desperately, they still could not withstand his might. Their massive dragon bodies were covered in wounds, and dragon blood splattered down like rain.

The women could clearly see that their Dragon Gods were at a distinct disadvantage. Moreover, they almost had no power to retaliate. Indeed, had Mạc Cầu not intentionally held back, he would likely have taken the Phoenix dragons' lives with his saber long ago.

"Stop!" "Kill!"

The women's faces were filled with terror. Disregarding all else, they each activated their techniques to break through the fierce winds and fiery waves in front of them, surging forward, attempting to rescue the Phoenix dragons. Mạc Cầu silently glanced over, letting out a soft hum. A sound emerged, and the power of heaven and earth followed. In an instant, the powers of the Five Elements converged in the void, thunder and lightning surged forth, and a dense electrical net appeared in the sky, striking down indiscriminately upon the women.

"Crackle..."

Like dumplings falling into a pot, facing Mạc Cầu, who was at the Golden Core Perfection stage, the women had no power to resist. One after another, they plummeted from above. Clan Chief Phượng Lam endured the longest, surging towards the front of the one-man-two-dragon battle, but she too was powerless, swept away by a casual flick of his sleeve.

"Roar!"

The two Phoenix dragons roared skyward. In their cries, their former majestic dragon might was gone, replaced instead by a tragic sorrow. At the same time, a sense of grim determination emerged.

"Hmph!" "Thinking of fighting to the death?" "Just the two of you, you're still lacking!"

The Bodhi Leaf within him trembled, his escape speed suddenly increased. His body, like a streak of fire, rapidly changed direction in the sky, and the saber light swept across the necks of the two dragons. The two dragons merely felt a chill at their necks, their vision darkened, and their consciousness plunged into darkness.

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"Buzz..."

The male dragon struggled to open its eyes. It felt intense pain throughout its body, its tendons and bones weak. Simply opening its eyes consumed all its strength. Before its eyes was the familiar female dragon. The female dragon had also just regained consciousness. Their four eyes met, and each saw doubt in the other's gaze.

"Not dead?"

Especially the female dragon; it gently raised a claw, stroked its belly, felt the strong, powerful pulsation within its body, and its eyes sparkled. The aura surrounding them was very familiar. This was their dragon nest, built over a hundred years. Every plant and blade of grass here had been personally gathered by the two dragons and meticulously woven.

"Roar!"

A weak groan escaped its mouth. The male dragon struggled to prop up its body, and when it saw the massive blood pool beneath it, its dragon eyes suddenly constricted.

"Dragon blood!" "No wonder I feel so weak."

"Awake?"

The voice of that hateful human sounded. The male dragon turned its head with difficulty, only to see Mạc Cầu sitting cross-legged in a corner of the nest, holding something in his hand and examining it. As its gaze fell upon the object in the other's hand, the male dragon's body stiffened involuntarily. That was a jade artifact, certainly not naturally formed. It was yellow at the bottom and white at the top, with a golden base resembling a lotus leaf, and the white jade above like half a ruyi scepter.

"You hide it very secretly." "A pity, I still found it. Is the restriction on this set by you? It is somewhat profound; how does one unlock it?"

"Hmph!" "Do you truly believe I would tell you?"

"You will." Mạc Cầu's expression was indifferent: "Unless, of course, you wish to see your wife and child perish before your very eyes."

"You..." The male dragon's eyes widened, showing panic. It stared fixedly at Mạc Cầu, and after a long while, it clenched its dragon teeth and spoke in a muffled voice: "Despicable!"

"Despicable?" Mạc Cầu looked up: "Interesting. This dragon of yours is indeed quite different from other dragon races."

The dragon race is powerful, undeniably, but most are unintelligent. Even if they possess wisdom, it is largely dominated by bestial instincts. These two Phoenix dragons are clearly very distinct. They are rational, capable of human speech.

"Human!" At this moment, the female dragon spoke: "If we tell you the solution, will you spare us, and the tens of thousands of Zhun clan members?"

"Interesting." Mạc Cầu frowned: "This is my first time encountering a dragon that cares about the human race. Is this due to the cultivation technique you practice?"

Saying this, he weighed the object in his hand: "Is there a technique within this?"

"There is a part of that reason." The female dragon nodded slightly: "However, another part of the reason lies in our own bloodline; the technique within cannot purify the malevolent qi of vicious dragons."

"Oh!" Mạc Cầu spoke: "How does one unlock it?"

"You must first promise to spare us and the Zhun clan." The female dragon's eyes were fixed.

"To spare your lives, that is not impossible, but I require a portion of your essence blood. As for the tens of thousands of Zhun clan members..." Mạc Cầu said: "They will eventually return to the Jiang clan."

"Dream on!" The male dragon roared.

"Hmph!" Mạc Cầu snorted coldly. An invisible force appeared out of nowhere, forcefully descending upon the two dragons, pinning them to the ground, rendering them immobile:

"You are in no position to bargain with me."

"Do you truly believe that without you, I cannot open this restriction?"

At that moment, his five fingers formed a grasping gesture, and the Thái Ất Restriction-Breaking Art flickered in his palm, constantly clashing with the outer restriction on the object in his hand, emitting urgent cracking sounds. He was not wrong. Had he not been unwilling to waste too much time and energy on this, the restriction set by merely two Phoenix dragons would not have troubled him. The dragon aura was indeed profound, never before seen. However, the Phoenix dragons' restriction was not considered complex; after all, they likely hadn't received a systematic cultivation method.

The two Phoenix dragons looked at each other. As the restriction was imbued with their own aura, they could clearly sense its instability.

"Speak!" Mạc Cầu's voice was cold: "If this continues, too much dragon blood will be lost, and I cannot guarantee that your child will be born safely."

The expressions of the two dragons darkened. After a pause, the female dragon slowly spoke: "First, cease the extraction of dragon blood."

"Very well." Mạc Cầu nodded, waved his hand to stop the bleeding from the two dragons' wounds, casually performed a Sweet Dew technique, briefly healing their injuries: "Speak."

The female dragon took a deep breath, and slowly began: "What we used is the Yin-Yang Mixed Yuan Restriction, formed from the harmonious blending of my aura and my husband's..."

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"Crack!"

Following a distinct cracking sound, the object in Mạc Cầu's hand truly and clearly settled into his palm, the outer layer of dragon aura vanishing completely. His divine sense swept inward, and his expression shifted subtly, his eyes revealing both shock and ecstasy.

"The Serene Tribulation-Breaking True Scripture!" "A technique for crossing tribulations!"

Above Nascent Soul is Soul Transformation; above Soul Transformation is Integration. After achieving Great Accomplishment in Integration, only then comes Tribulation Crossing, and after successfully crossing the tribulation, one becomes a True Immortal. Within this ancient, peculiar object, there was clearly a technique meant for Tribulation Crossing! Yet, in a flash, the joyous surprise was suppressed.

The cultivation technique was incomplete! The object in his hand was likely not a single item, but an incomplete Jade Ruyi scepter and a golden lotus leaf pieced together. The lotus leaf's purpose was unknown, but the Jade Ruyi scepter concealed a cultivation technique. The technique was only half complete, mirroring its fragmented appearance.

Furthermore. The Tribulation Crossing technique was too profound and esoteric. For Mạc Cầu, who had not even achieved Nascent Soul, it was completely useless.

"However..." He frowned, looking towards the two dragons: "How did you comprehend the techniques within this?"

The Phoenix dragons possessed extraordinary bloodlines, but their strength was merely at the late-stage Golden Core. It didn't make sense that they could comprehend a cultivable technique from within it.

"During stormy weather, this object emits spiritual light." The male dragon spoke in a muffled voice: "That spiritual light is extremely profound. We observed it frequently, and after a long time, we unconsciously comprehended some techniques from it."

"Oh!" Mạc Cầu nodded.

This wasn't hard to understand. Many of the techniques hidden within the ruyi scepter were related to lightning tribulations, so it was perfectly normal for it to show abnormalities during stormy days.

"Where did you obtain this object?"

"..." Hearing this, the two dragons' bodies unconsciously tensed, their dragon eyes revealing panic. After a pause, the male dragon finally spoke in a low voice: "The Ancient Sealed Dragon forbidden land. We didn't know it was a forbidden land; we accidentally trespassed. Luckily, we didn't die and brought this object back from within."

"The Ancient Sealed Dragon, one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons."

Eight or nine times out of ten, there's a Divine Dragon comparable to a Soul Transformation Venerable! Mạc Cầu didn't press further; asking more would likely yield nothing. He split off a wisp of divine sense and once again delved into the object in his hand. The golden lotus leaf showed no reaction, but the spiritual light within the Jade Ruyi scepter fluctuated, individual talismans moving up and down, sensing his divine sense and forming a cultivation technique.

"The Serene Tribulation-Breaking True Scripture!" This scripture doesn't contain specific cultivation methods; it primarily consists of tribulation-breaking techniques for transcending tribulations. However, the two words 'serene and tranquil' point directly to its fundamental essence. Prolonged contemplation of this scripture can bring inner serenity, cultivate vast righteous qi, make one's temperament calm and natural, bring one closer to the Dao of Heaven, and eliminate malevolent qi in one's heart. Gradually, one can open spirit apertures and gain wisdom. The two Phoenix dragons being different from other dragon descendants was precisely because of this.

"Tribulation-breaking..." Mạc Cầu sighed softly. His divine sense was about to withdraw when his heart suddenly stirred, his thoughts abruptly shifted, diving into a specific passage within the true scripture. This passage contained a few sentences describing the Integration stage. After all, it was a Tribulation Crossing technique for Integration experts, so it naturally needed to indicate the level of cultivation.

"And Integration..." "Dharma Idol!"

"Crackle!" His mind vibrated violently. Mạc Cầu's expression was sluggish as a sudden realization flashed in his heart, causing his entire body to tremble.

"I understand!" He suddenly opened his eyes, slapping his thigh hard: "No wonder I always felt something was off; turns out the problem was here."

"Integration is the blending of the Nascent Soul and the physical body. But if the Nascent Soul takes the form of the Netherworld, and the physical body is a Flame Dharma Body, wouldn't the two conflict?"

"Only when the physical body's form and the Nascent Soul's Dharma Idol complement each other can the two truly merge into one."

"My Proto-embryo lacks the Flame Dharma Idol physical body, and also lacks certain aspects of the Netherworld Body, meaning my Yama Dharma Body is not perfect."

Thoughts stirred, and the spiritual energy in his Sea of Consciousness became clear and bright. In these years, Mạc Cầu rarely utilized the spiritual energy of his Sea of Consciousness. Mostly, it was cultivation techniques; relying solely on his accumulated foundation, he could easily control them. One day of cultivation, his spirit could illuminate a thousand stars. Ten days of cultivation, and the starry sky would be adorned with a blazing sun. Now. His spirit was like a boundless, endless sea, akin to a Milky Way spanning his Sea of Consciousness. Yet, compared to the endless void outside, that Milky Way remained dim.

"Buzz..." His Sea of Consciousness trembled. Countless starlight dimmed simultaneously. In an instant. Enlightenment, emerged from his heart. Mạc Cầu stood frozen, motionless, yet deep within his physical body and primordial spirit, earth-shattering changes were occurring. A wisp of flame appeared within his Proto-embryo. The physical body sitting cross-legged there, however, seemed to enter emptiness, becoming illusory and ethereal, like a ghost, invisible to the naked eye.

At the same time. His essence, qi, and spirit instantly became balanced and perfect. His own cultivation realm only slightly increased. But the explosive power, had completely doubled! Mạc Cầu even had an illusion: as if with just a slight thought, the limit of the Nascent Soul realm would be easily broken through. And the surging, fierce power in his body was such that with just one punch, he could send Nascent Souls and Ghost Kings flying. Even his martial arts realm and sword-controlling techniques also quietly ascended to a new level.

In an instant. The world was transformed.

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