Chapter 350 The Weak Savior

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Old Wang looked at the Nine-Headed Dragon with a mix of surprise and joy, then pointed at the Nine-Eyed Soul Pearl and then at himself, with a questioning look.

The nine lofty dragon heads nodded in unison, as if eager for Old Wang to take it away immediately.

Old Wang was so happy that he quickly released the aura of the Soul Pearl sealed within his soul. Without even needing to reach out and grab it, the Three-Eyed Soul Pearl in the clam meat and his One-Eyed Soul Pearl instantly resonated with one another.

Whoosh!

The Soul Pearl in the clam meat suddenly flew out, hovering in front of Old Wang, swirling and buzzing anxiously.

Having experienced the previous recognition of the Soul Pearl, Old Wang did not hesitate. He reached out and poured soul power into the Soul Pearl while simultaneously etching runes mid-air.

Shimmering runes quickly appeared on the surface of the Soul Pearl, generating a peculiar energy flow with the runes in the air, then merging and altering each other.

Bang!

A fusion aura imprinted onto Old Wang's soul. The Soul Pearl trembled slightly in the air, and the surrounding runes disappeared. Immediately after, the Soul Pearl darted forward and instantly merged into Old Wang's body.

A powerful surge of soul power instantly flooded his being. Old Wang quickly sat down cross-legged. In his soul consciousness, the two Soul Pearls had already met. They attracted each other, orbiting each other like binary stars, while the newly infused soul power rapidly surged through every part and inch of his soul, nourishing and irrigating it, blending with the previous soul power.

Old Wang could clearly feel every change in his body at this moment, and even more so, the vigorous and abundant soul power. His entire soul appeared to have undergone purification and transformation. In his consciousness, his previously somewhat dull soul had now become crystal clear, like a newborn, extraordinary infant, radiating a pure and holy light!

Powerful, comfortable!

A misty light enveloped the cross-legged Wang Feng, as if soul power was surging through every pore, eventually all being absorbed into his body.

The Nine-Headed Dragon stood guard beside him. In fact, in this space, no other creature could threaten Old Wang at this moment. Well, except for one...

It was the silver clam that had its Soul Pearl taken away, furious and frantic. It lunged, its massive shell gaping open, attempting to swallow Old Wang whole. When the clam's shell opened, it emitted a terrifying aura, attacking at a rapid speed. The shell was filled with radiant light and crisscrossing soul power, faintly accompanied by the sound of clashing weapons. It was at least a ghost-level entity!

But what greeted it was a swipe from the Nine-Headed Dragon.

With a bang, the silver clam was sent flying like a meteor, plunging into the distant waves with a splash.

The Nine-Headed Dragon didn't even glance in that direction. All nine heads were now fixed intently on the mist-shrouded Wang Feng, filled with anticipation and joy.

After a long while, the misty light surrounding Wang Feng suddenly dissipated...

When he opened his eyes again, a brilliant golden light flashed in Old Wang's eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Comfortable... so comfortable!

An abundance of soul power surged through every inch of his body. Even without testing, Old Wang was certain that if he were to cast a spell like the Heart-Eating Curse now, not only would its power greatly increase, but he wouldn't even need any soul-replenishing potions. He could even cast it two or three times in a row without issue. That blasted "Black Hole Syndrome" or whatever could now be considered completely gone for good!

"Thanks, pal!" Old Wang gave a thumbs-up to the Nine-Headed Dragon, Haikula, beside him.

He stood up, now feeling his senses had heightened severalfold. The island wasn't large to begin with, and with Old Wang's perception expanded, he instantly noticed the entire situation of the island.

The first thing he noticed was the teleportation array!

The teleportation array was still intact. When Haikula had struck the island, it had only caused the island to sink by half a meter, but it hadn't actually damaged the teleportation array. Now, he could see the faint light still flowing on the array, clearly functional. As long as Haikula didn't block the space again, he could leave at any time.

Not being trapped on this island anymore, Old Wang was overjoyed. Then he sensed a faint heartbeat coming from the left.

Old Wang looked in the direction of the faint heartbeat and saw a depression about thirty to forty meters away. There were scattered remnants of golden light, and within it lay a person—it was Fu Liye.

Brother Fu Liye was alive?

Old Wang was thrilled and shocked, and quickly ran over. He saw Fu Liye completely buried in the pit, which wasn't human-shaped but rather an oval shape. The walls of the pit were sparkling with shards of golden light. Wang Feng, being an expert in such things, spotted it instantly: Golden Aegis! And it was definitely a high-grade Golden Aegis powered by α8-level soul crystals or higher, capable of instantly boosting the soul artifact's power.

The Golden Aegis must have kicked in automatically the moment Fu Liye was smashed into the ground by the Nine-Headed Dragon's strike. This...

Old Wang was blown away. Fu Liye was truly a survival expert, wielding such an unbeatable Golden Aegis that could even save him from a dragon-level attack... If Haikula hadn't locked down the space at the time, no matter how dicey things got, Fu Liye could have popped his invincible shield and then flashed a purple card to warp out. Who could kill him? A real lifesaver.

Old Wang yanked Fu Liye out of the pit and poured a healing potion down his throat. He sensed Fu Liye's fading heartbeat steadying, as if his wounds were under control.

Old Wang finally let out a breath of relief. He'd snagged the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Soul Pearl, the teleportation array was still up and running, and Fu Liye was still alive. It was a total win.

Worried that hanging around might spell trouble, and since Fu Liye's position was not far from the teleportation array, Old Wang didn't waste time saying bye to Haikula. He scooped up Fu Liye and bolted for the array. But just as he neared it, a massive claw shot out.

Thud. Old Wang's belt suddenly went taut... It was fortunate that Haikula had such a massive claw, able to accurately grab something as thin as a belt...

Old Wang didn't dare to struggle. Who knows if he would be faced with a storm if he tried to break free? He could only turn his head helplessly.

Haikula's nine dragon heads leaned in, and a hint of displeasure could be seen on its rugged dragon face. Clearly, it was unhappy with Old Wang's intention to leave without a word. It extended its claw and pointed at the four chains that bound it.

Old Wang instantly understood... Damn it, it wanted interest.

As for the chains of the Four Symbols Heavenly Thunder Array, Old Wang knew how to release them. Just now, while fusing with the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Soul Pearl, something else had appeared in his mind—the method and mission to release the Nine-Headed Dragon. That was to gather nine Heavenly Soul Pearls into one, forming the true Nine-Eyed Heavenly Soul Pearl, to bear the mandate of heaven, seize the creation of heaven and earth, and guard the Nine Heavens World.

Wang Feng was quite dissatisfied with this. To be given such a huge responsibility, they could have at least provided a few more pearls. Moreover, where were the bodyguards? It was too insincere.

Looking at the impatient Nine-Headed Dragon before him, what if it turned on him after he released it? After all, he had two Nine-Eyed Heavenly Soul Pearls on him. If it wanted to snatch them, it could just slap him to death in an instant.

This was a serious problem, but unfortunately, Old Wang had no choice.

Without a doubt, if he didn't help this guy release the chains, it wouldn't let him go. It might even get irritated and slap him to death.

In such matters, either don't do it, or do it decisively. Old Wang decided to take a gamble.

"Look at my brain!" Old Wang slapped his forehead, pretending to have a sudden realization, then pointed at the tops of the four stone statues and then at himself: "Brother, we hit it off right away. This is destiny! Send me up there, and even if I have to bleed dry today, I will save you!"

The Nine-Headed Dragon was overjoyed. It lowered one of its heads, signaling Old Wang to stand on it. Then, the head lifted, placing Old Wang on top of the statue.

Old Wang took out a short knife and made a cut on his arm. Blood gushed out, and he didn't hesitate to show a pained expression, but he bravely held his arm against the statue, letting the blood flow.

Seeing his pained expression but persistent effort, the Nine-Headed Dragon was deeply moved. One of its heads quickly leaned over, continuously rubbing against Old Wang to comfort him.

Then came the second statue, the third, the fourth...

By the time it was all done, Old Wang's face was pale. Honestly, he hadn't lost much blood, but even by forcing himself, he had to make his face look pale!

Haikula was deeply moved and let Wang Feng stand on its head, carefully carrying him over.

The blood slowly flowed down from the tops of the four statues, humming and buzzing...

The four statues began to tremble slightly. The blood emitted light, as if it were the bane of the statues, directly consuming their massive secret metal bodies, dissipating them section by section, until even the four chains vanished into nothingness.

Roar, roar, roar!

Haikula, now free, couldn't contain its excitement and wanted to roar, but it was afraid of startling Old Wang on its head, so it only let out a few soft calls. It lowered its head and placed Wang Feng next to the teleportation array.

Having been trapped for hundreds of years—and that was only the time in the outside world—in this illusion, it had no idea how much time had passed! A thousand years? Even several thousand! Now, finally free, the joy was beyond words for Haikula.

It wanted to frolic and roar, but it was afraid of harming its 'weak' savior, so it could only bury its excitement deep in its heart, nodding repeatedly at Wang Feng with immense gratitude and joy.

Old Wang's heart was still hanging. He had played the act to the fullest, but who knew if this guy would buy it? Fortunately, it seemed the result was good for now?

"Then I'm off, Old Jiu?" Old Wang tentatively asked.

"Aww aww aww!" The Nine-Headed Dragon nodded repeatedly, showing reluctance to part, its nine heads nuzzling Old Wang one by one, like a pet seeking affection.

At this moment, the teleportation array's light shone brightly again. Hai Kula, the Nine-Headed Dragon, had released the spatial blockade. Old Wang let out a sigh of relief, finally feeling at ease.

Having obtained the Nine-Eyed Heavenly Soul Pearl, this trip was indeed fruitful. However, Old Wang dared not linger longer with the Nine-Headed Dragon.

Let's get out of here before something goes wrong!

"Then I'm off, Old Jiu, take care!" he said, quickly hoisting Fu Liye and stepping into the teleportation array.

The teleportation array activated, and Old Wang waved to the Nine-Headed Dragon outside.

Swish!

With a flash of light from the teleportation array, both disappeared.

...

Inside and outside Dragon City, the air was filled with bustling voices, and the sky was bright. The once cloud-covering layers of illusions had dissipated, leaving only a small, colorful illusionary cloud floating high in the distance.

The third layer of the illusion had dissipated three days ago. When Hei Wukai, Long Feixue, and others emerged, they caused quite a stir in both the Blade Temple and the Nine Gods. They had defeated Naga Raja, passed the trials of the third layer, and even reached the ghost level, truly deserving the title of peerless prodigies.

Honestly, before these two emerged, the higher-ups of the Blade Temple and the Nine Gods, along with various reports, had already regarded Hei Wukai and Long Feixue as the ultimate deciders of the confrontation between the Blade Temple and the Nine Gods. Their battle had been hyped to the heavens, with enormous bets placed on the outcome. Even their victory or defeat was seen as directly determining the ownership of Dragon City. Yet, to everyone's surprise, they left the illusion without a clear winner, disappointing many.

The higher-ups of the Blade Temple and the Nine Gods clearly didn't take these matters to heart.

Honestly, the outcome no longer mattered. Considering the actual losses, the Blade Temple lost more ordinary disciples, while the War Academy of the Nine Gods lost more top experts. It was a draw, a result that neither the conservatives nor the war hawks of either side could exploit but could accept.

Moreover, both sides claimed they hadn't lost, meaning the ownership of Dragon City couldn't be determined. Everything would remain as it was, an undeniable fact. As everything settled, the focus returned purely to the struggle for benefits!

Based on the descriptions from Long Feixue and Hei Wukai, the ultimate treasure of the fifth layer would undoubtedly be guarded by a dragon-level creature.

A dragon-level creature... This soul illusion realm must contain a world-shaking treasure, and a rare soul-oriented one at that. Although a mysterious ghost-level expert had infiltrated the third layer, neither the Blade Temple nor the Nine Gods were worried. What could a ghost-level expert do against a dragon-level creature?

They were patiently waiting, continuously mobilizing troops. Numerous ghost-level experts, even renowned figures among the ghost-level elites, were converging on Dragon City.

Many of these famous ghost-level experts from both factions had deep-seated grudges, far beyond the petty rivalries among students. As they gathered, the tension in Dragon City grew palpable. If not for the fact that a Holy Sanctuary disciple was still trapped in the illusion, keeping the previous Dragon City agreement from being completely torn, the experts in Dragon City might have already clashed.

"Actually, the agreement of 'no action before a clear winner' is already obsolete. The unknown intruder in the third layer clearly intended to use the agreement's terms to bind the Blade Temple and the Nine Gods, hence kidnapping a disciple to the next layer. That disciple is surely dead by now, so why still adhere to the 'no action' agreement?"

"Do you think the higher-ups on both sides are fools? They're just waiting for the main event... I heard that the old ghost Ming Ke from the Nine Gods' Battle Axe Coliseum is on his way. His beloved youngest son, Ming Ji, died in the soul illusion realm, and Ming Ke has vowed to slay ten ghost-level experts from the Blade Temple in the realm to avenge his son!"

"He says he'll kill ten, and he will? Does he think the Blade Temple has no one? The top expert from the Duchy of Demacia has arrived at Fort Blade—Aaron, the Sword of Valor! Haha, an undefeated powerhouse since his debut. Facing that old monster Ming Ke, he's in for a tough time!"

"Haha, all talk now. It'll be boring if they don't end up fighting."

"How so?"

"This morning, the fourth layer of the illusion dissipated. The mysterious expert who kidnapped Wang Feng and infiltrated really has some skills. The gathering of forces on both sides is too slow. What if they end up losing the treasure to someone who sneaks in, while both sides are still mobilizing? That would be a real joke!"

"Haha, don't worry, that's impossible," a man with a large sword on his back laughed. "No matter what happens in the fourth layer, how can it compare to the dragon-level in the fifth? Besides, if that person were truly powerful, he wouldn't have abducted Wang Feng from Rose in the third layer. Choosing Wang Feng was precisely because he was the weakest and easiest to control. This person's strength can't be too high; passing the fourth layer might have been a fluke. The fifth layer requires the combined strength of both sides' top experts to overcome. Just wait and see!"

"Just a pity for that kid Wang," his drinking companion shook his head. "Inventing the fusion runes, he was a genius. Yet, due to factional strife, he was sent here. Barely surviving to the third layer by luck, only to be kidnapped. Now, he's probably dead, with no body left."

"Nonsense!" A girl's voice from the next table angrily retorted, "Who says Wang Feng is dead? He won't die! You old fool, with your age, how can you be so foul-mouthed!" To facilitate your next reading, you can click the "Collect" below to record this reading (Chapter 350: The Weak Savior). Next time you open the bookshelf, you can see it directly!

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