Chapter Fifty-Five: Dragon's Destruction, Star of Dragon's End

At a critical moment, Old Bear Three's eyes darted about, and he grinned foolishly, saying, "Boss Long Yi, if you spit a couple of mouthfuls of saliva, you can save Elder Wuyun!"

"Nonsense! Why don't you try flooding him with bear's blood? The elder never holds grudges—if you bring him back to life, it’ll be a great merit!" Long Yi goaded, making Old Bear Three hesitate. If he used his bear’s blood, what if something went wrong? And if Wuyun did hold a grudge, he’d be the one paying for it later!

For a long while, no one moved. Then, a milky scent rose in the air. Long Yi’s eyes lit up as he performed the Water Gathering Technique—success! A stream of water appeared and poured into Wuyun’s mouth.

Though it was transformed from mist, it still carried a faint, sweet fragrance of milk. Long Yi cast a disdainful glance at Yue Qi, who had wet his pants, not bothering to change him, and said smugly, "Well? This is the most basic immortal art in the Immortal Realm. Want to learn it?"

Old Bear Three and the Battle King…

Carrying the slowly recovering Wuyun, Old Bear Three had Yue Qi fastened to his belt, and walked on slowly. Ahead lay a patch of verdant shade, thick with immortal energy—just what everyone needed to heal and recover.

"Why can't this Dao Artifact carry living beings?" Old Bear Three complained helplessly to Yue Qi, who was swinging from his fur. What could he do with a two-year-old child?

"Can't carry people? You’re barely able to fly right now! The quality, gravity, and pull of the Immortal Realm are all much greater than the mortal world—save your strength. Here, Dao Artifacts are the lowest of the low. Without a single Immortal Artifact, you’re not even fit to be called an immortal," Long Yi replied, carefully scouting ahead. Finding nothing amiss, he took the lead, relying on the fact that he had once been an Immortal King.

As they walked, Long Yi gave Old Bear Three and the others a crash course in Immortal Realm knowledge. Though he’d already provided a rough overview—like handing them a book—one still needed a teacher’s guidance to truly understand.

"Generally, all small mortal worlds progress from Gathering Qi, Tempering the Body, Forming, Gathering Cores, Small Achievement, True Soul, and Breaking the Divine, all the way to Becoming an Immortal, Condensing Spirit, Immortal Body, Great Immortal, Profound Immortal, Immortal King, Immortal Emperor, and so on! Great Immortal, Profound Immortal, and Immortal King each have many levels—we’ll go into that later.

"As for immortal physiques, there are a total of 3,666 known types. Among them, over 3,000 are ordinary, with more than 600 excellent ones, over 50 peculiar types, and 16 of the most supreme quality.

"These sixteen are the geniuses among geniuses: Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Light, Magnetism, Space, Yin, Yang, Divine, and Buddha!

"But don’t underestimate the peculiar types—among them are Darkness, Light, Demon, God, Lightness, Heaviness, Void, Illusion, Transformation, Poison, Plant, Imitation, Mirror, and other top-tier constitutions—all capable of becoming Immortal Emperors and ascending to the Divine Realm!

"As for the ordinary types, due to the unique colors in the Immortal Realm, blood color can distinguish them: pure red, yellow, green, blue, or violet are high-grade ordinary types; mixed colors are lower grade. Then there are the most useless—those with flawed roots, fetal spirits, or diluted bloodlines.

"As for weapons, they’re divided into Mortal Artifacts, Magic Artifacts, Spirit Artifacts, Treasure Artifacts, Dao Artifacts, Heavy Artifacts, Immortal Artifacts, Imperial Artifacts, Divine Artifacts, and Saint Artifacts!"

After giving a rough explanation of the weapon ranks, Long Yi waved his hand, and everyone slipped with a rustle into the sand, hiding themselves.

At that moment, the green shade ahead began to move.

It was no ordinary shade—it was, in fact, a green serpent a thousand meters long and fifty meters thick.

So massive was the snake that Long Yi doubted he could swallow it in one gulp. In the Immortal Realm, a snake of this size was already at the Great Immortal level.

After marveling at it, Old Bear Three licked his lips and said, "If I were to eat something that big, it'd take me days to finish."

Battle King’s face grew grim—the green snake's eyes, each as large as a floor of a building, were fixed upon them.

"So much food—where have you come from? Did you know I was hungry and came to feed me on purpose? State your background, or I, King Green-Brown, will not eat anyone with powerful backers." The words came from the snake’s head, and though spoken in the language of immortals, they were understood without effort.

Long Yi leapt out excitedly, transforming into his dragon form. In the Immortal Realm, he too neared a thousand meters in length. He grinned with pride. Old Bear Three caught on and boasted to the Yue Qi fastened at his belt, "Your Uncle Long Yi is the ancestor of all snakes…"

He got only halfway through his words when the green snake sneered, "So it’s just an old loach."

Long Yi was stunned—everyone knew the temper of the dragon clan: one wrong word and it was a matter of life and death. Could it be this green snake had only recently become a Great Immortal?

The serpent began to coil, growing in size as it spun—a thousand meters, two thousand, then more than three thousand meters long, its emerald eyes now towering like three-story buildings. Only then did its immortal might become apparent—it was at the very peak of the Great Immortal tier, a step away from Profound Immortal.

Long Yi was stunned. He had hoped to take advantage of the situation, but now he was facing trouble. With his late-stage Condensed Spirit cultivation, he was no match.

Even with the Soul-Shocking Blade, he could hardly withstand the foe; there was nothing for it but a desperate retreat.

Meanwhile, Old Bear Three was still in high spirits, pointing at the snake and saying, "Boss Long Yi, go get us some snake meat—we can eat it slowly…"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" The green snake was incensed. "What brat dares provoke King Green-Brown?" Having announced his name, he saw the old loach dragging Old Bear Three back into the sandpit and shouted again, "Where are my underlings? Prepare the great punishment!"

No sooner had he spoken than a rustling came from beneath the sand, as if something were burrowing up.

"Fire Poison Scorpions," Long Yi muttered, groaning at the sight of the hundred-meter-long figures emerging beneath the snake.

"Namo Amitabha!" The little insect transformed, radiating Buddha-light. Ever since inheriting the teachings of the Golden Bridge, he had cultivated quietly, finally having a chance to put his skills to use.

The moment he began chanting, the green snake exclaimed in delight, "What a fine Buddhist insect!"

Before the words finished, over a thousand scorpion spirits appeared, some in human form, some in serpent form, some in their original bodies, all attacking with primitive ferocity.

These scorpion spirits, all with immortal physiques, wielded two weapons in each pincer—blades, spears, swords, bows, shields… Thirty-six kinds of weapons in total, all refined into Dao Artifacts with formidable power.

The fight hadn’t even truly begun before the party was overwhelmed. Long Yi’s Soul-Shocking Blade was mighty but failed to unleash its full power and was no match for the scorpions’ secret weapons—their mysterious tail stingers, which struck him several times.

Long Yi was driven to a frenzy—his scales had only just formed and, nourished by immortal energy, weren’t yet strong enough to resist. Each sting cost him a scale.

The Soul-Shocking Blade carried extraordinary might, withering anything it struck, but it was a strange and deadly weapon. Seeing more than a dozen of his underlings fall, the green snake descended in his true form. His eyes shone with golden light, splitting apart the thunder silk Old Bear Three shot at him. With a single breath, he spewed green smoke that enveloped the area for miles.

"You monstrous serpent! We have powerful backers!" Long Yi was struggling to hold on, but within the broken blade, his father was elated. With each scorpion slain, he grew stronger.

The green snake laughed, mocking, "Do you know the name of this planet? I bet you don’t!"

Everyone shivered at those words—it meant their own kind was at odds with the planet’s order. Sure enough, the next moment, everyone was frozen.

"This planet is called Dragon Extinction Star, also known as the Star of Dragon Annihilation. The territory I inhabit is called the Desert of Dusk, also known as Buddha’s Tribulation! You’ll almost never see dragons or Buddhists on this planet." The green snake flicked his tongue, as if savoring something as he spoke.

Long Yi was alarmed. Seeing his companions present, he was somewhat reassured, until the next second when he howled, "What about the elder?"

Where was Wuyun? The Wuyun they’d been carrying? Was the cracking sound just now from Elder Wuyun?

The green snake chewed for a moment, then gulped something down his throat, grumbling, "How is a human not even at the Condensed Spirit stage so hard to chew? If I’d known, I wouldn’t have shrunk myself and would have chewed slower."

"Ah!" Old Bear Three cried out in shock and fury.

He transformed into his true form—his previously small body, after absorbing the surrounding scorching immortal energy, grew even larger. Now seven or eight hundred meters tall, he shredded attacking scorpion spirits with a wave of his hand.

Within the green mist, Yue Qi hid in Old Bear Three’s ear, watching the carnage outside with glee as blood and limbs flew.

The little insect chanted Buddhist scriptures, and the poison gas lingered nearby, held at bay by a glowing shield, unable to corrode their bodies for the moment.

"Interesting! Such a powerful treasure, such an unfamiliar spell!"

Long Yi was fighting with real fury. His late-stage Condensed Spirit cultivation was slowly ascending. When pain wracked his entire body, and he was numb with exhaustion, a bolt of tribulation lightning from the Immortal Realm struck him. It was as though he’d taken a divine pill, achieving the Dragon Immortal Body.

Snap!

Just as he was brimming with confidence, boasting of being immune to all poisons, a massive tail swept over, smashing his dragon head and burying him dozens of meters beneath the sand.

"A loach, nothing more, just a bit older!"

After taunting, King Green-Brown watched as Long Yi soared into the air again, then spat a mouthful of poison that sent him crashing back down—over and over, more than a dozen times. When the Soul-Shocking Blade revealed its spirit, the Six-Talents Ancestral Dragon mocked his unfilial descendant with laughter. Seeing this, King Green-Brown’s eyes brightened. "What a lucky day! Even such a rare weapon is delivered to my door."

"I am your dragon ancestor!" the Six-Talents Ancestral Dragon roared, charging with the might of the Soul-Shocking Blade to strike the snake’s head.

But before the blade landed, a wave of corrosive green mist invaded. Even the fearless Six-Talents Ancestral Dragon cried out in pain and retreated, reverting to a broken blade and returning to Long Yi’s hand.

"Father, if it were really that easy, you’d have chopped him down long ago!" Long Yi sighed. In theory, now that he’d absorbed immortal energy and attained the Dragon Immortal Body, he should have been able to wield the treasured blade to kill across ranks.

Even if he was no match, he shouldn’t have been so humiliated.

King Green-Brown seemed to read his thoughts and snorted, "Doesn’t everyone know that the ancestor of Dragon Extinction Star became the Azure Tide Emperor-Serpent, ascending as a serpent to the imperial realm by slaughtering all dragons and flood beasts that had ever wronged him? My bloodline is no less than yours!"

"Insolence! Fish, snakes, flood dragons, turtles, and insects are small paths in the end. One must attain the human body and dragon form to become an Immortal Emperor—only then is there true power! You say he became a demon emperor as a snake?"

Long Yi was stunned. In his Immortal Realm, dragons reigned supreme. But here, in the Third Immortal Realm, the Dao was different, and so were the rules. Especially on this planet, a snake body alone could become a demon emperor.

"Come!"

With a single inhalation, King Green-Brown sucked the Buddha-light-shrouded insect into his maw, along with the Battle King, whose thousand-foot golden body was compressed and swallowed as well.