Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 564 Grand Rank Enhancement, Resurrection Banned, Special Nature Change

The battle for Garus's awakening has come to an end.

The invading legends were either dead or surrendered; none escaped with their lives, and all paid a heavy price for their choices.

Ordinary legends were imprisoned deep within the prison of the Crimson Emperor's City, while the few surviving crowned figures were directly imprisoned in the Holy Temple, where they were suppressed by the temple and guarded by the Holy Spirit and the Dragon Spirit, awaiting their fate.

This battle caused quite a stir.

Before long, news of the Red Emperor's awakening, and his sweeping victories against all enemies with an almost divinely ordained manner, spread like wildfire across the continent of Atlanta, reaching the ears of almost every intelligent being.

Some say they saw the Red Emperor fight ten against one, his dragon wings spreading out to blot out the sky.

Some say that those Grand-ranked warriors are as vulnerable as young dragons in his presence.

Some people say that the battle was so fierce that the sky and earth changed color, and the sky was torn open.

The rumors grew increasingly outlandish, but one thing everyone was certain of—the Red Emperor had returned, and was stronger than ever before.

The people of the northern kingdoms cheered and celebrated.

Today, they and Aura are already one community, sharing both glory and fortune, and naturally take pride in the strength of the Red Emperor.

In taverns, markets, and fields, people could be heard talking about the battle everywhere.

Some fervent worshippers of the Red Emperor have begun to call him the 'King of Atlantis,' a title that has spread to every town in the North in just a few days.

It seemed as if he was destined to rule the entire continent.

The alliance of kingdoms in the southeastern regions was in stark contrast to the jubilation of the northern kingdoms.

A somber and oppressive atmosphere pervaded many kingdoms.

Especially in the kingdoms of Farrell and Latona, almost everyone was in a state of panic, anxiously awaiting the Red Emperor's reaction.

Who could have imagined that an entire group of legends, including the Grand Slam champions, would be wiped out?
In the past, if a similar situation had occurred, perhaps people would have already started selling their possessions and fleeing to other kingdoms with their families.

Things are different now.

Atlanta may be vast, but for those who have offended the Red Emperor, there is nowhere to go.

The North is Aura's domain, the countries in the Southeast are struggling to survive, and the West is shrouded in the smoke of war stirred up by the dragons. Who would dare to shelter the Red Emperor's enemies?
They could only wait in fear for their fate, living each day in constant anxiety.

In the palace of the Kingdom of Farrell, the king has been unable to sleep for several days and nights. The first thing he does every morning is to ask if there are any signs of the Aura army being mobilized. Meanwhile, the nobles of the Kingdom of Latona are secretly working together to try to come up with a way to both protect their families and curry favor with the Red Emperor.

Meanwhile, there was no particular reaction from Aura's side.

No need.

The entire Kingdom of Aura was immersed in the excitement of the emperor's return, and the whole country celebrated and rejoiced at the king's awakening.

People spontaneously hung up flags, placed flowers in front of their doors, and children chased and played in the streets, imitating the fighting posture of the legendary Red Emperor.

The Dragon Court was also bustling with activity at this time.

Inside the enormous hall, the Aura Dragon and its lords occupied various locations.

Some lay on specially laid-out cushions, half-closing their eyes and enjoying their food; some stood half-standing and talked with others, discussing the details of the battle; and some simply lay on the high beams, their tails drooping downwards and swaying gently with their breath.

There were also some figures busy moving among the giant beasts.

These are the servants of the Dragon Court.

Without exception, the waiters here are all specially trained dragon descendants, with agile figures and nimble movements.

They carried enormous trays and moved nimbly between the dragon's claws and tail, delivering dishes of food to each dragon and lord. Even the smallest tray was as large as a human dining table.

The tray was piled high with all sorts of delicacies.

The whole roasted beef is golden and crispy, the honey-glazed ham gleams with oil, the whole Himalayan ibex is still steaming, and there are large barrels of wine and fruit juice.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of roasted meat, spices, and fine wine.

In the center of the main hall, a group of dancers are performing.

They wore brightly colored dresses and danced gracefully to the rhythm of the music. The lead dancer was light and graceful, and her skirt bloomed like a flower as she twirled.

The feast has been going on for several days.

From the moment the Red Emperor awoke and returned, the entire Kingdom of Aura was plunged into jubilation.

The legends who witnessed the emperor's majesty on the battlefield returned and spread their stories to every corner of the country, and the whole nation rejoiced at the king's awakening.

The feasts continue one after another, from the capital to the border, and there is no sign of them ending.

In Dragon Court, it is a grand feast reserved only for dragons and lords, the highest in scale and the most lively.

The Red Emperor was also among them, enjoying himself with his subjects.

He sat enthroned in the main seat, his size larger than any other dragon at the banquet.

His scales were a deep color, each the size of a shield, layer upon layer covering his majestic body. His horns curved backward, their tips sharp as spears, and his eyes were half-closed.

Even just lying there quietly gives off an indescribable sense of oppression.

Dozens of huge trays were placed in front of the red iron dragon, filled with all kinds of high-energy food.

The black oil crystals emitted a dark luster, the fine gold ingots and mithril gleamed with the cold light characteristic of metal, and there were fist-sized high-quality gems, red, blue and green, piled up like small mountains.

He had been eating for a long time.

He hasn't stopped eating since the start of the banquet.

After sleeping for decades, his body was severely depleted. Although he displayed overwhelming power in the battle of awakening, it does not mean that he is at his peak.

He won that battle brilliantly, but his internal energy had also reached its limit.

Now that the battle is over, he needs to replenish his strength as soon as possible and get back to his peak condition.

Galos himself said many arrogant things, but he did not lose the caution that was ingrained in his bones.

The more humiliated the Grandmasters who once made him wary were defeated in front of him, the more uneasy he felt, worrying that one day he might suffer a similar fate.

Which of those Grand Masters wasn't a once-powerful figure?
In the end, they suffered a crushing defeat in front of him.

Who can guarantee that they will always be at the top?

Therefore, he will not stop becoming stronger, just to achieve ultimate peace of mind.

The surrounding dragons and lords were sensible and did not come forward to disturb them.

They knew the emperor needed to recover, and occasionally some of the more straightforward ones would try to step forward to offer a toast, only to be pulled back by their companions.

Galus slowed down his eating, let out a long sigh, and stopped staring at the food, his gaze falling on the lively banquet.

Seeing this, Iron Dragon Gorton came over from the side.

He was much smaller than Garus, but still quite imposing compared to other dragons. He came to the edge of the platform and flicked his tail lightly twice.

“My dear brother, you have finally slowed down.”

"I thought you were going to devour the entire Dragon Court's reserves. I really envy your appetite."

Tie Long looked at Galos's stomach, which was not swollen, and a look of envy appeared in his eyes.

Galos patted his belly lightly, making a dull sound.

"My appetite is much better than before after I woke up this time."

He said.

To be precise, it has evolved.

Galus's stomach is now like an inextinguishable furnace.

Whether it's meat, black oil crystals, metals, or gems, once it's in his stomach, it will be digested in a very short time and almost completely consumed, resulting in a huge increase in energy conversion rate.

His efficiency is so high that he can even replenish his own losses by eating during battle.

Garros called this evolved trait "Furnace Stomach".

"Sigh, my appetite has gotten much worse."

Tie Long shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with helplessness: "After you fell asleep, Sorog and Samantha also fell asleep very quickly, only I remained awake."

"During this period, I was also managing the kingdom on behalf of others."

"At first I was very excited, finally it was my turn to be in charge! But later I gradually realized that it was not an easy thing at all."

He counted them on his fingers:
"There are always endless tasks to handle every day."

"This lord comes to consult on territorial disputes, that envoy comes to request an audience to discuss trade, there are border patrols to arrange, resource allocation to worry about, and the development of new territories to plan... I'm so busy I'm dizzy."

"Several times I had just lain down to take a short nap when I had to deal with something urgent."

"Gradually, I no longer had time to enjoy the food."

Galos looked him over carefully and asked, "Are you feeling very tired right now?"

Tie Long nodded heavily, his head bobbing like he was pounding garlic.

"Yes! It's much harder than I imagined."

“I didn’t think it was a big deal when Sorog handled these matters before. He’s Iron Dragon, so can I. It’s just signing documents and making decisions. What’s so difficult about that?”

"You only realize how much you have to consider when you actually do it yourself."

"A wrong decision can lead to trouble."

"Two years ago, a small principality came to me requesting tax reductions because they had suffered from a snowstorm. I approved it, and as soon as the news got out, several other principalities immediately came to me crying poverty."

He paused, then added:
“Especially these past few years, when you were about to wake up, I was so nervous that I couldn’t sleep, afraid that when you woke up I would see a kingdom in complete chaos. How could I face you then?”

"To be honest, I really don't know how Sorog has managed to do this for so many years without ever taking a break."

"He seemed so relaxed when he was managing the kingdom, as if he didn't have to think about anything and things would just get done naturally. It wasn't until I got my turn that I realized how outrageous that guy really was."

Hong Tielong smiled slightly and said:

"Because it is his dream, the journey of pursuing his dream and turning it into reality little by little will never feel boring."

Just as he found pleasure in training himself, Sorog found pleasure in managing the kingdom.

Seeing the Kingdom of Aura thriving and prospering under his leadership gives Sorog a great sense of satisfaction.

In contrast, Gorton, also a member of the Iron Dragons, had similar feelings, but not as pure as Sorog's.

"Gorton, what is your dream?"

Galos looked at the Iron Dragon and asked.

Gorton paused for a moment, then tilted his head thoughtfully. He had actually thought about this question many times, and the answer was always the same.

He wagged his tail and chuckled:
"Hold on to your brothers' thighs and enjoy the life of a dragon to the fullest."

"Of course, when you are all asleep and need me, I am happy to share your burden, and then when you wake up, I will continue to benefit from your support and enjoy life."

"This is good enough. I don't have to think too much or take on too much responsibility."

He spoke with such conviction, as if it were some profound philosophy of dragon life.

Dragons are generally proud of their identity and want to accomplish great things to prove their worth.

It is extremely rare among dragons to be able to enjoy protection as comfortably as Gorton, and in a sense, this can be considered a rare quality.

"That's good, it's very relaxing."

Galus did not deny him.

He picked up another metal ingot, put it in his mouth and chewed it, making a crunching sound. The metal was crushed in his mouth and then he swallowed it.

"During my slumber, did any floating cities fall?"

"No."

Gorton shook his head, his tail gently patting the ground.

"Over the years, Holden's side seems to have turned the tide, driving the demons back. Now, those floating cities in the sky are more and more stable, and there has been no sign of them getting out of control."

Not a single one?

"Yes, not even once."

Gordon nodded firmly, then, as if remembering something, added:
"In addition, Holden sent a messenger who wants to see you."

“I asked the envoy what it was about, but he refused to tell me, saying that he had to talk to me in person.”

“I figured you were still asleep, so I told them to wait. They waited for several years, but when they saw you still hadn’t woken up, they left, saying they would send someone back when you woke up.”

Galos's eyes flickered slightly.

If Holden truly turns the tide and the demonic crisis is averted, it will certainly be a good thing for the ordinary beings of Atlanta, as countless people can be spared from the ravages of war.

However, this may not necessarily be a good thing for him.

Galos never forgot that he rose to power amidst chaos.

Before he fell into slumber, the Holden Empire was overwhelmed by the demonic calamity and had no time to attend to the surface, even ceding Middle-earth altogether.

It could be said that Holden’s predicament gave him room to grow.

Otherwise, the Kingdom of Aura, confined to the plains of Romania, would no longer be able to meet his needs.

Now, if Atlantis were to restore its former order, how would the Holden Empire view a kingdom that is growing stronger? How would it view a dragon that, as a Grand Dragon, has demonstrated the power of destiny and is still very young and will continue to grow?
Will they see this as a threat?

Would they try to eliminate this potential rival?
Galos knew that Holden didn't care about other countries, or even cooperate with him, because he was too busy to take care of himself and needed someone to help stabilize the situation. But if they really drove the demons back and the crisis was completely resolved, then he would turn from a "helper" into a "hidden danger".

He didn't voice these thoughts; he kept them to himself.

He looked at Goldon and asked, "Is there anything else? Has anything important happened during the fifty years I've been asleep?"

Gorton thought for a moment and said, "There are two things worth mentioning."

"explain."

"The first thing is still the White Peril of Lengshuiyang."

Gorton's expression turned serious, and he stopped wagging his tail.

He lowered his voice and said, "Wanfa Bailong is stirring up trouble in Lengshuiyang, and his arrogance is much greater than before."

"She used to conceal her presence, her whereabouts were unpredictable, but now she makes almost no attempt to hide her existence, hunting down legendary creatures everywhere—in the sea, in the sky, on the shore. As long as it's legendary, once she encounters it, no one can escape."

Galos's gaze sharpened slightly.

The White Dragon of Ten Thousand Laws. This is a dragon destined by destiny; there are very few such dragons on the entire planet Bernardo.

The number of Destiny Dragons among the Dragon Clan is even smaller, and the Myriad Laws White Dragon is one of them, also known by a series of titles such as "The End of Winter" and "White Calamity".

She entrenched herself in the Coldwater Ocean, turning almost the entire sea area into her hunting ground.

Gordon's expression turned serious as he continued:
"The kingdom has stationed a considerable force on the far north coast, just in case. I have also transferred several patrol teams there and arranged for some legends to take turns on duty. Now there are people watching the sea every day, and they will send a signal immediately if anything unusual is found."

Galos listened and nodded slightly.

"Keep a close eye on Lengshuiyang."

He said, "We don't need too many troops stationed here. Just withdraw the legend, send out more scouts and informants, and try to keep track of her movements."

"The White Dragon of Ten Thousand Laws aims for legends and has little interest in ordinary beings."

"As long as we don't offer her any legendary items, she might not provoke us. And if she really comes at us, even an ordinary legendary character wouldn't be able to withstand her."

"understood."

Gordon nodded in agreement, then moved on to the second matter.

"The second thing is the Lord of Thunder and the Raging Dragon Domain."

Red Iron Dragon shifted into a more comfortable crouching position, crossed its front paws, rested its head on them, and asked, "Are they fighting?"

"Yes, a fight broke out."

When Gordon spoke of this, there was a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

"The Bronze Dragon King of the Raging Waves Dragon Domain has not made a move, but even so, the Lord of Thunder was still beaten badly."

"The metal dragons cooperated perfectly, advancing and retreating with great skill, and routed the blue dragon horde."

"I've heard that three legendary dragons have died in the Kingdom of Blackton, and that, inspired by the metal dragons, the kingdoms that were previously oppressed by the Lord of Thunder have also risen up in rebellion. Today one declares independence, tomorrow another expels his garrison."

"The Kingdom of Blaketon is in a terrible state, in complete chaos."

"The Lord of Thunder is too busy to attend to everything, and he's having a very difficult time."

Galos listened quietly.

In the Dragon Realm, besides the Heavenly Dragon King, there are some other crown-ranked dragons that should not be underestimated.

Even if the Bronze Dragon King of the Raging Waves Dragon Domain doesn't make a move, if the other metal dragons are determined to deal with the Lord of Thunder, it will still give him a headache.

As for the Kingdom of Blaketon, its rule continued the style of the previous dragons.

Its rule is primarily based on high-pressure tyranny, and there has long been widespread discontent among its subordinates. Now that the Raging Dragon Domain has taken action, it is only natural that trouble is brewing in its own backyard.

Tie Long glanced at his expression and continued:
"The most interesting thing is that the Lord of Thunder once sent a dragon to ask us for help, wanting us to send troops to assist us."

"Oh?" Galos's eyes narrowed slightly, showing interest.

“That was over a decade ago,” Gorton said. “A blue dragon came, claiming to be an envoy of the Lord of Thunder, hoping we would send troops to help. He offered very good terms, but I still refused.”

He looked at Galos, his tone tinged with trepidation:
“I thought to myself, you are asleep, and the kingdom should not get involved in this level of conflict.”

"No matter who you help, you'll offend the other side. The best way is to stay out of it and let them fight it out themselves."

"Brother, I refused... right?"

Galos nodded, a hint of approval flashing in his dragon eyes.

"Yes, that's right, very well done."

Tielong visibly breathed a sigh of relief, and its tail began to wag lightly again.

“I was really conflicted at the time. I couldn’t sleep for several days after I refused, because I was afraid of making the wrong decision. Now that you’ve told me this, I feel relieved.”

He paused, then sighed:
"During these years of managing the kingdom on my behalf, I have been living in constant fear, afraid that something might go wrong."

"Look, aren't my scales faded? I'm so tired that I don't even have time to take a proper nap, let alone enjoy delicious food. Several times, I've just closed my eyes when I'm called up to deal with urgent matters."

"Now that you're awake, I can finally put this burden down."

Finally, Gordon wagged his tail happily, his eyes narrowing into slits, already planning how to enjoy life from now on.

You're so happy? That won't do.

Besides, if you don't take care of it, do you expect me to?

Hong Tielong glanced at him and said calmly:

"No, the task of maintaining the kingdom's normal operation still belongs to you for now."

Gorton's face immediately fell, his tail stopped wagging, and his ears drooped.

He protested, "Brother, you can't do this! I've worked hard for decades, shouldn't it be my turn to rest? Sorog and the others can take over when they wake up, and you're the emperor, you're awake, why should I have to take care of things?"

His voice was filled with grievance, and his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe it.

"You did a great job."

Hong Tielong interrupted him with a serious expression.

“Listen, during the years I have been asleep, you have managed the kingdom very well.”

"Your resource allocation is excellent, the kingdom is safe and secure, and foreign affairs are handled well. Your abilities far exceed my expectations."

Gorton's mouth opened slightly, then closed again.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

“When Sorog and Samantha awaken, they will be amazed by your performance. They will see that during their years of slumber, you single-handedly held up the entire kingdom. Not everyone can do that.”

"Brother..."

"So, keep going, and you'll still be in charge of the kingdom's affairs."

Garros said, intently watching the iron dragon before him:
“Gorton, show me your limits. As my brother, I believe you can do even better, so that when the world speaks of us, they will think that there is not a single mediocre dragon among us.”

He paused, then asked, "Are you willing?"

Gorton was silent for a moment, then straightened his back and answered solemnly:

"willing!"

His voice was much louder than before, the color of the dragon scales seemed to have become bright again, and his eyes were gleaming with a certain light.

"Don't worry, I will definitely manage the kingdom well! I won't let you down!"

Galos nodded in satisfaction.

He waved his paw and said:

"Go ahead, the banquet isn't over yet. Enjoy the wine and food, then get back to work."

Tie Long, head held high and chest out, turned around and walked spiritedly to the center of the banquet.

His steps were light and quick, his tail held high, a stark contrast to his previous weary appearance.

Halfway there, he turned back and nodded to Garos, then strode into the dragon herd, his cheerful laughter soon echoing around him.

Garus watched his retreating figure, his dragon kiss slightly raised.

Sometimes, you don't need to coerce or bribe dragons to do things; you just need to tell them that they are important.

Time continued to flow by.

Several days later, the banquet gradually came to an end.

The dragons and lords rose one by one and bid each other farewell.

Some that get along well will gently touch each other with their heads or pat each other on the back with their tails.

Huge figures kept sweeping across the sky, blotting out the sun, and then dispersing in all directions. The waiters began to clean up the mess, taking away the empty trays, cleaning up the marks on the ground, and wiping the stone slabs scratched by the dragon's claws.

The hall gradually quieted down.

Galos left early and went to his own little world.

This is a secluded space, with no outsiders, only himself. The barren land stretches as far as the eye can see, the sky is gray, without sun or stars, and it is so quiet that only the sound of the wind can be heard.

The red iron dragon stood on a barren piece of land.

He stretched out his body, observing and feeling his own internal and external state.

In terms of physique, his body length from head to tail increased from about fifty meters before he fell asleep to fifty-six meters.

A six-meter increase may seem like an insignificant extension at first glance, but for such a behemoth, it represents a complete reshaping.

It's not just about length.

Width, height, and thickness all increased simultaneously; his torso became thicker, his limbs more powerful, his dragon wings spread wider, and the muscle texture was clearly visible through his thick scales.

His tonnage increased by at least 30 percent.

"My weight... should be around 60,000 tons."

Red Iron Dragon thought to himself.

He hadn't actually weighed himself, but his estimate was pretty close to the truth and wouldn't have much of an error.

Moreover, body length and weight are secondary.

Galos focused his mind, sensing the dragon jade pointing towards him.

Now, he is presented with news that is neither good nor bad.

"My Dragon Jade has also evolved, but the result is somewhat different."

"It has more energy reserves, and when it revives, it can completely restore me to my peak condition, not just close to it. The problem is... I can no longer revive using the energy it has stored."

Thinking about this, Garus's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

Perhaps it was because he had undergone excessive training before falling into a deep sleep in order to evolve the "burst" trait, and each training session stimulated Long Yu to some extent, leading to an unexpected evolution.

Its inherent energy is now extremely active.

If the Dragon Jade energy of the past was like a calm lake, without wind or waves, and could be perfectly absorbed for self-resurrection, then the Dragon Jade energy of the present is like a raging sea with raging storms, and cannot be used for healing at all.

Forcibly absorbing it will only tear the body apart, not repair it.

The inability to be resurrected is terrible news.

However, the reason why it is said that it is neither good nor bad is because Galus's characteristics have also changed accordingly.

Immortal life.

No matter what injuries you suffer, no matter what limitations you have, even if your body is torn to pieces, even if there are skills that suppress resurrection... you can still live until your energy is completely depleted.

"Previously, I could be resurrected at least once using the Dragon Jade, but now it's until my body's energy is completely depleted."

Galos knew the specific effects of its own characteristics without needing repeated verification.

The current characteristic of immortality is actually quite simple to explain.

Essentially, it means he will ignore fatal injuries.

As long as one's energy is not completely depleted, one will not die.

When he was killed, he still had a lot of energy in his body, but he died from fatal injuries caused by being beheaded or having his body torn apart.

A fatal injury will end his life immediately, regardless of how much energy he has left.

But the situation is different now.

Unless he completely burns himself out, he will not die. Even if his body is torn to pieces, as long as there is a trace of energy left, he can live, preserve his consciousness, control his body, and continue to fight.

"This is actually an enhancement for me, even a transformation, but I can no longer repeatedly trigger the 'living through death' technique through the Dragon Jade. It has both advantages and disadvantages."

Garus thought to himself.

When it comes to living life to the fullest, this characteristic has also changed, or rather, it has merged with "unyielding perseverance" and become even stronger.

Live to death.

Most injuries will not have negative effects on you, such as weakness, slowness, or dizziness.

The lower your life points are, the closer you are to death, the more power you can unleash and the more comprehensive your power will be enhanced. When you are infinitely close to death, you can unleash power far exceeding your own limits.

"Not only these two, but other characteristics have also changed and have been enhanced on the original basis."

Galos will shift his attention to other properties.

The form of a colossal beast.

Exhilaration, bloodshed, crimson lotus...

Your size can grow to gigantic when you enter these states, gaining huge increases in maximum health and various attributes. These three combat states can be activated simultaneously without any internal damage to each other. Instead, they will enhance each other and intertwine to create an even more ferocious torrent.

"Perhaps it's because I rarely activate these states gradually in legendary-level battles anymore."

"Basically, they are all ignited in the shortest possible time."

"Now, it's like the three states have merged into one, resulting in a direct qualitative change. In the past, due to the conflict between the states, only two and a half of the three-point power could be exerted; now, it can exert four or even five points."

Galos pondered.

He should give a name to the new state of the three states combined, but he hasn't thought of one yet. He's not in a hurry; he has plenty of time to think about it.

Not long after, Galos reviewed his own characteristics.

Overall, the concepts of "living towards death," "immortal life," and "the form of a behemoth" have undergone significant changes, leaping to a completely new level from their original foundations.

The remaining characteristics, however, remain unchanged and have not changed much.

"From Legendary to Advanced Legendary is an increase in quantity; from Advanced Legendary to Grand Rank is a change in quality. Sodrian's power of time was enhanced during his promotion to Grand Rank, resulting in a qualitative change."

"From Grand Rank to Destiny, from Destiny to Immortality... the number of traits will decrease rather than increase, through fusion, simplification, and sublimation."

Galos pondered some of the information mentioned in the legacy.

Normally, in a Grand Legendary class, only one aspect of its characteristics or domain will undergo a qualitative change.

However, Galos experienced a simultaneous leap in three attributes.

Even more unusual is that the fusion and simplification that should have occurred during the Destiny stage has now come to him ahead of schedule.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Galos thought about it and felt it should be a good thing. Early fusion meant that he had gained stronger power ahead of time. As for the change that he could not be resurrected through the Dragon Jade, he didn't really need the new immortal life characteristics anymore.

(End of this chapter)