These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"This is called the Dragon Slaying Realm. Once a person reaches this level, to climb higher, they must obtain the essence blood of an ancient divine beast or a rare and precious treasure in order to advance towards the God-Gazing Realm. In the past, many cultivators chose to obtain the essence blood of a true dragon, but it wasn't as extreme as slaying a dragon, because their strength was insufficient to truly slay a dragon. Some prayed for it, some sacrificed things that a true dragon needed, and some even sought help from those who had already reached the God-Gazing Realm. Therefore, this realm is called the Dragon Slaying Realm."

Although this is the essence of an evil dragon, its effects are by no means inferior. How powerful is a dragon's physique? If you achieve a perfect fusion, you will obtain a body dozens of times stronger than your current one, and you won't need so many precious materials on your path to the Divine Realm. This is a worthwhile deal.”

Wei Tu revealed a look of excitement.

Is this really true?

"It's true! As long as you release your soul..."

"I want to see the essence blood first."

Wei Tu said this.

There was a moment of silence below.

"Aren't you trying to get something for nothing, you little fox?"

"How could that be? I now regard you as my half-brother, my dearest friend and family."

"...Fine, you'd better not lie to me."

That's what the other party said.

Then Wei Tu felt a powerful current rising beneath his feet.

Extremely careful and cautious.

Wei Tu looked down and saw a tiny point of light appearing in the bottomless, deathly aura.

This light spot is red.

And it became more and more obvious... until a tiny drop of blood, seemingly containing countless energies, appeared before Wei Tu's eyes.

The voice of the Silver Dragon God appeared.

"Alright, here's the blood of the evil dragon. Now you can release your divine soul, right?"

A greedy look appeared on the handsome young man's face.

He reached out and cupped the beautifully shaped, eerily colored drop of blood in his hands.

He smiled after holding it in his hand.

"Alright, but I need some time to verify the authenticity of this drop of blood. Senior, could you please give me a few days?"

This sentence came out.

The voice turned into anger.

"You want to back out?!"

"How could that be? Senior, how could I dare to lie to you? I was just going to verify it..."

"Enough with the nonsense! Release your divine soul immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Wei Tu looked terrified, but what she said was...

"Is that so... But if even the senior can't get up from below, why are you being so rude to me... Are you going to scold me a few times to make me feel guilty and have a change of heart?"

"Heh heh, kid, do you think I didn't expect this? Your soul... give it to me!"

suddenly.

Suddenly, an extremely cold power appeared in Wei Tu's palm, as if it could freeze his palm.

The cold light pierced through Wei Tu's palm and shot towards the brow of the seemingly flustered young man.

"call out!"

The moment it penetrated the boy's mind.

The Silver Dragon God felt a long-lost sense of exhilaration; it was the freest moment he had experienced in thousands of years.

He could almost feel the real wind and the smell of the air in this world.

Instead of that almost suffocating deathly atmosphere...

This little fox is still too inexperienced...

He laughed triumphantly within the boy's consciousness, knowing that the other could definitely hear him.

"Hahahaha... Little fox, no matter how cunning you are, how can you outwit an old fox? Do you really think my thousands of years of cultivation were for nothing?"

……

"Hahaha... Let me tell you the truth, little thing. I never intended to give you any opportunities. It just so happens that the seal loosened slightly today, allowing a wisp of my soul to escape. I've been waiting for you, my destined one. Don't worry, as long as this wisp of my soul exists, I will soon take possession of your body. Don't be too sad, I will continue to use your name, which can be considered as fulfilling your wish."

……

"This young body... Hahahaha... Give up, stop struggling. How can your little soul possibly fight against me? The process of devouring you won't take long. Relax, it won't hurt..."

The Silver Dragon God, laughing wildly in his mind, was unaware of this.

The boy's previously panicked expression has now become increasingly calm, even showing a hint of amusement.

He even let out a soft sigh.

"If you hadn't come up, perhaps you would have had another chance after a thousand or a hundred years... What a pity."

These words left the Silver Dragon God speechless.

"What do you mean... Don't try to be mysterious or show off! I am already inside your soul, you have no chance to control yourself anymore!"

"Oh."

Wei Tu closed his eyes.

A seemingly ordinary action.

However, this instantly made the Silver Dragon God Lord sense danger.

The danger at this moment came very suddenly.

He was enjoying a long-lost sense of freedom and power within this seemingly weak spiritual platform.

"bass!"

The quiet space was suddenly filled with dazzling light.

It was as if a rising sun had appeared, and nothing in the entire spiritual realm could hide from it anymore.

The light was so bright that it made the entire mind seem to be burning fiercely.

For the first time since being sealed away, the Silver Dragon God felt what panic was.

He wanted to find a place to hide, but he had nowhere to stay!

He was like a drop of water under the brilliant light, about to evaporate under the intense glare!

The burning, scalding sensation tormented his soul.

He could even feel his soul being burned inch by inch!

How can it be!

how so?!

How could such a young man, who is not even at the Dragon Slayer Realm, possess such a powerful divine soul?!

How could he possibly burn himself?!

This is impossible... Even if I've been sealed away for thousands of years, I wouldn't be this weak!

But the sense of impending destruction, as if he were about to be burned to ashes, was so intense that he even roared in agony.

The sense of impending doom, as if he were about to disappear from the world, made him involuntarily shout out.

"Stop! Stop!!"

The burning light paused for a moment.

A calm voice from a boy appeared.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say, Divine Lord?"

"You...how did you do that? This is impossible!"

Of course, it's absolutely impossible from a common-sense perspective...

But my situation can't be judged by common sense... I am Wei Tu, my body is the seventeen-year-old Wei Tu, but my soul... is already the Wei Tu who is just one step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor.

"I advise you not to waste your precious chance of survival on such a useless problem."

Wei Tu's reminder made the Silver Dragon God realize something.

He spoke hastily, completely lacking the demeanor of a master.

Perhaps it was because he had been enveloped by that seemingly endless darkness and death for too long, or perhaps it was this moment of freedom that made him realize the preciousness of being alive.

You must let me live!

"why?"

"Because I can help your Yuanjian Sect avoid annihilation!"

"What catastrophic disaster could there be?"

Wei Tu pondered for a moment, realizing that none of his past life's experiences told him about any major upheavals that the Yuanjian Sect would encounter.

Could something have gone wrong, or is this just the rambling of a seemingly powerful but actually useless god in his dying moments?

"I don't know the specifics... but I've always been good at divination, and a recent divination told me that the Yuanjian Sect will face annihilation within a year!"

"If you don't even know what it is, what makes you think you can help me?"

“I have experience and vision! Give me time, let me recover my strength a little, and I'll be more useful than most people! Think about it carefully!”

Wei Tu remained silent.

The Silver Dragon God felt the constant pressure posed by the flames and light, and he couldn't understand why this young man had such a powerful soul... but he could only wait patiently.

He believed his words were somewhat tempting because they were the absolute truth, not a lie.

The other party's hesitation is the best proof.

A year—that's a really overwhelming timeframe.

Even if he were only thinking of himself, wouldn't he keep his own?