Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 106 The Dragon Clan's Rebellious Scale? Wasn't that meant to be sacrificed to the Great Thousand Records?!

"Master, did you summon your disciple?"

On Penglai Immortal Island, in front of Jiang Sheng, Ao Mo respectfully bowed to Jiang Sheng!

More than a hundred years have passed, and now Ao Mo has stabilized his realm and become a proper Taiyi Golden Immortal.

For over a hundred years, he had clearly been in seclusion in his cave, consolidating his cultivation level.

Jiang Sheng nodded, looked at Ao Mo, and asked with a smile, "How has the Dragon Clan fared these past years?"

Ao Mo thought for a moment and then said, "The Dragon Clan remains unchanged, without any major moves. However, there are rumors within the clan that the Ancestor will emerge from seclusion soon!"

"Oh? You've left the pass?" Jiang Sheng pondered.

This ancestor is clearly the ancestor of the dragon race, the Ancestral Dragon.

In this ancient era, the three progenitors—the dragon, the phoenix, and the qilin—possessed supreme combat power!

It's definitely very close to the Primordial Dao Fruit!

In later terms, this Ancestral Dragon was at least at the peak of Quasi-Saint.

Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin are at least at the late Quasi-Saint realm!

"How long have you been in seclusion?" Jiang Sheng asked, his eyes gleaming.

"It's been almost fifty thousand years!" Ao Mo said respectfully.

"Oh...it seems I won't be out of seclusion anytime soon!" Jiang Sheng said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Ao Mo asked, bewildered and confused.

"In another 100,000 years, there will be a great calamity! During this great calamity, your ancestor should not emerge from seclusion! Presumably, he should be striving with all his might to reach a higher realm, trying to stabilize the world and reverse the defeat of the dragon race!" Jiang Sheng said with a smile.

"Turning the tide of the Dragon Clan's defeat? Master, what does that mean?" Ao Mo was bewildered and confused. Clearly, he didn't understand the mysteries of the Great Luo Immortal at all and was still using normal thinking to view the problem!

Jiang Sheng thought for a moment, then smiled and told Ao Mo about the future he had seen.

Ao Mo was completely stunned by what he heard.

What three-race war? What conflict between the Dao and the Demon? What dragon clan eternally guarding the endless sea?

Ao Mo was completely dumbfounded.

"This is... the future?" Ao Mo exclaimed in shock, feeling it was unbelievable.

"The Great Luo One can see the past and future as clearly as the lines on the palm of one's hand!" Jiang Sheng laughed.

Ao Mo took a deep breath, then another, and then asked excitedly, "Then, Master, did our demon race win?"

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Just do your job well!"

"Yes! This disciple will remember!" Ao Mo hurriedly bowed his head.

"Alright, for the next 100,000 years, you can focus on developing your power! This will give you better control over them!"

As Jiang Sheng spoke, a thought flashed through his mind, and in an instant, a ray of light appeared at his fingertips.

With a gentle flick, it landed between Ao Mo's eyebrows!

For a moment, Ao Mo was stunned, accepting the massive amount of knowledge that appeared in his mind. After a long while, he finally let out a long breath, and then his face lit up with joy!

At the same time, a phantom image of a book appeared in his palm.

The book had two large, divine characters written on it, clearly indicating that it was the "Book of Body"!

"It can actually grant a divine immortal-demon body? If this were in the primordial world, wouldn't countless people fight tooth and nail to snatch it?" Ao Mo murmured, feeling it was unbelievable.

According to the information in my mind, this Divine Immortal-Demon Body can reverse one's innate constitution and elevate one's physical condition to a higher level.

Perhaps it won't work on those with deep-rooted ancestral dragon blood.

They don't lack that kind of physical constitution.

Their ancestral dragon bloodline and dragon physique are already extraordinary enough.

However, it is especially important for those with slightly thinner bloodlines.

Among dragons, there is a strict hierarchy based on bloodline.

The father is always more powerful than the son.

If a son wants to surpass his father, he must either devour his father's bloodline or transform into something else and cultivate a heaven-defying, divine, immortal, or demonic body.

But so many years have passed, and the dragon race is now all a group of warriors who fight and kill. Which one of them has such extraordinary talent that they can create such heaven-defying techniques?

But now, Jiang Sheng has actually bestowed upon me such a heaven-defying treasure?

Can it grant the human body a certain constitution?

Doesn't that mean he can also raise a group of people?

Of course, this book can also harvest divine, immortal, and demonic bodies.

What can be given can also be taken back.

It can be said that this is simply the best way to control subordinates.

only……

"Master, could we change the form of this Body Book? What if we transform all those guys into innate Dao bodies? Wouldn't that mean they wouldn't be considered part of the Dragon Clan anymore?" Ao Mo frowned again, feeling that this was somewhat inappropriate.

A dragon is a dragon. It feels strange that it suddenly transformed into a Daoist body.

Does that dragon still count as a dragon?

The dragon race is defying the heavens and xenophobic.

Even if you have overwhelming combat power, if your true form is not a dragon, then you are just an outsider, a small clan that depends on the dragon race.

"Don't worry, that's been considered too!"

Jiang Sheng smiled and nodded. Immediately, another ray of spiritual light entered Ao Mo's sea of ​​consciousness and merged with the illusory image of the Body Book in Ao Mo's sea of ​​consciousness!

It's just a change in form.

Whether it's humanoid or dragon-like, how much room for maneuver is there?

Immediately, a flood of information poured in.

After Ao Mo finished digesting the information, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

This time, the calligraphy is even more perfect and flawless.

If it is aimed at the dragon race, the Body Book will enhance the dragon race's physique and bloodline, and will bestow different things upon them to varying degrees.

They will add something to the dragon based on it.

It's like adding a divine or demonic body to a person.

The same applies to dragons.

In this way, it won't just be some shallow-blooded fools following him.

Even those with deep blood ties can be won over by Ao Mo.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" Ao Mo was overjoyed and immediately knelt down.

"It's nothing, get up!"

Jiang Sheng smiled, and then another burst of spiritual light entered Ao Mo's sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, Jiang Sheng's voice rang out calmly: "This is the Book of Life and Death. By writing one's name, one can control their own destiny!"

Ao Mo sensed it for a moment, his expression changing repeatedly.

Good heavens, writing your real name allows you to control your destiny?

Isn't that practically invincible?

He quickly understood the purpose of the Book of Life and Death.

They also learned about the current limitations of the Book of Life and Death.

Those who can barely become Golden Immortals will be accepted; those below the Golden Immortal level will be randomly recruited!

Although he felt some regret, he also understood that only by collecting enough true spirits could the Book of Life and Death be perfected!

When it reaches perfection, let alone a Taiyi Golden Immortal, even a Daluo Golden Immortal will be able to put up a fight!

"I will bestow upon you another divine power!" Jiang Sheng smiled as another beam of spiritual light entered Ao Mo's sea of ​​consciousness!

When the crimson bamboo slip formed from the spiritual light slowly unfolded in his sea of ​​consciousness, Ao Mo's expression finally changed!

Just by perceiving it, one can sense the ominous nature of the bamboo slips.

That ominous feeling was simply bizarre and terrifying!

But those bamboo slips are just as powerful!

Is spiritual practice painful?

Let the enemy also feel pain?

"hiss……"

Ao Mo gasped, feeling a faint phantom pain; just sensing that aura made him tremble.

"Alright, you can go now! Spend these 100,000 years developing well! Whether the Demon Race can succeed in the future depends on you!" Jiang Sheng said with a smile.

"Yes, disciple understands!" Ao Mo came back to his senses, nodded excitedly, bowed to Jiang Sheng, and slowly retreated.

He finally entered the East Sea, and his face gradually turned mad, with a ferocious smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, a black snake? Is it going to find that mother snake to have some fun? Why is it laughing so disgustingly?" Before Ao Mo could even venture deep into the Dragon Palace...

On the way, he encountered a guy with red dragon horns on his head and an arrogant face.

Ao Mo looked at that guy coldly.

In the past, he would never have provoked this guy.

This guy has a special identity; his father is a seven-clawed red dragon king.

In the dragon race, status, future potential, and identity are entirely determined by the number of claws one possesses.

The Ancestral Dragon has nine claws, making it the most noble, the source of all bloodlines, and the ancestor of all dragons.

Those with eight claws are the Dragon Sovereigns, holding a revered position second only to the Ancestral Dragon.

Even if he's just a Golden Immortal, he's still an Eight-Clawed Dragon Lord!

Secondly, there is the Seven Claws, known as the Dragon King, a ruler who governs a region.

Secondly, there is the six-clawed dragon, known as the true dragon, and the noble among the dragons.

Secondly, there are the five-clawed ones, but even the five-clawed ones can only be called sub-dragons, and they are not valued among the dragon race.

Secondly, there are four claws, which means it's a pseudo-dragon.

Finally, there is the Three-Clawed One. The Three-Clawed One can only be called a Jiaolong. In the dragon race, it is nothing more than a lowly bastard servant!

The dragon race has a strict hierarchy and severe bloodline suppression.

Those in lower positions tremble with fear when they meet those in higher positions, and dare not utter a word.

And this guy in front of Ao Mo...

His father was a seven-clawed dragon king, and he himself possessed the bloodline of seven claws, so he naturally looked down on Ao Mo!

After all, Ao Mo was actually just a five-clawed black dragon.

However, this five-clawed black dragon was often superior to him in cultivation level, which naturally annoyed and displeased him, and he would often come to cause trouble for Ao Mo.

In the past, Ao Mo would naturally be cautious, smiling and meek, and get by. He came to the Dragon Clan as an undercover agent and didn't want to cause trouble.

But now...

"A black-banded snake?"

Ao Mo coldly stared at the man before him, flicked his hand, and a scarlet bamboo scroll appeared. He faintly emanated the power of the Taiyi realm and sneered, "Say that again?"

"Taiyi?"

The arrogant fellow raised an eyebrow slightly, then sneered, "I was wondering why you were so tough? So you've broken through to the Taiyi realm? Too bad..."

"roar!"

A dragon's roar instantly resounded throughout the sea.

That arrogant fellow transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long, six-clawed crimson dragon!

The terrifying dragon's might swept outwards.

The tyrannical dragon's eyes coldly fixed on Ao Mo, its voice icy and booming...

"Unfortunately, even if you break through to the Taiyi realm, you have no right to be arrogant! Today I'll show you that the difference in bloodline cannot be bridged by cultivation! No matter how powerful your cultivation is, you'll have to behave yourself and cower before me!"

Although it has six claws, it possesses the bloodline of a seven-clawed creature.

That terrifying dragon might completely erased the difference in cultivation level.

Its aura was in no way weaker than that of Taiyi.

Even if he is only at the Golden Immortal realm.

However, among dragons, realm is not the standard for measuring a dragon.

Bloodline is what matters!

"Is that so?"

Ao Mo sneered, and with a flick of his wrist, the scarlet bamboo slip covered the sky and earth.

An eerie and ominous aura filled the world.

"Roar!"

Ao Mo also transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long, five-clawed black dragon, his savage dragon eyes coldly fixed on that guy...

Just as the guy opposite was about to lose his temper and fight Ao Mo, Ao Mo's gleaming claws slowly gripped his Achilles' heel!

The crimson dragon froze, staring blankly at Ao Mo. Then, it realized what was happening and burst into wild laughter: "Hahaha, I thought you were so tough? Trying to curry favor with me by taking advantage of my weakness? Tsk tsk, I still prefer your previous arrogant self!"

"Oh……"

Ao Mo gave a mocking smile, exerted a little force with his claws, and with a soft "plop," dug directly into the Reverse Scale, then pulled hard!

"Rip!" In an instant, dragon blood sprayed out, and the reverse scale was forcibly ripped off by Ao Mo, a heart-wrenching pain entering his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ao Mo twisted and convulsed in pain, his dragon face contorted in agony!

"So this is what pain is?" Ao Mo murmured...

"Hahaha……"

The red dragon laughed hysterically: "Alright, alright, seeing how hard you've been trying to please me, I'll let you off today! But next time you see me, remember to stay far away! Otherwise, you won't be so lucky!"

"Is that so?"

Ao Mo smiled coldly, grabbed the bloodstained reverse scale, and slammed his claw directly onto the scarlet bamboo slip!

"Sacrifice!"

(End of this chapter)