Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1355 - 1043: The Might of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword!

"You’ve encountered the Dragon Spirit aura released by the self-sacrificial remains of the Ancient Ying Dragon, and with the Dragon Energy within you, this aura has reached preliminary resonance!"

A message appeared on Jiang Dali’s panel.

Almost simultaneously, those few points of light were drawn into his hand by suction, traveling through his meridians and entering his body.

Jiang Dali felt the Dragon Energy within him surge uncontrollably toward the few points of light in the meridians of his arm, rapidly engulfing three of those points, while one point drifted straight towards his throat.

An impulse to "burp" forced Jiang Dali to open his mouth and release a burp!

The fourth point of light immediately flew out of his mouth and hovered in midair.

"Roar!"

The Demon Dragon let out a satisfied low roar, opened its mouth wide, and sucked the light that Jiang Dali had expelled into its dragon mouth, then joyfully spun mid-air showing a "given the chance, you prove useless" mockery.

Jiang Dali had no time to bicker with the Demon Dragon; he sensed his Dragon Energy had markedly increased.

Meanwhile, the pressure from the surrounding majestic Dragon Luck seemed considerably diminished.

His Qi-Blood surged within, overflowing with power.

The Dragon Energy in his arm quickly spread like a rolling heat wave through his body, cleansing the secret apertures of his meridians, ultimately converging at his heart, making it feel like a blazing flame, beating powerfully and brimming with overwhelming strength.

Jiang Dali sat motionless on the Demon Dragon’s body, emitting an air of noble, majestic Dragon Energy.

This Dragon Energy swiftly gathered into an ethereal force field around him, forming a small totem-like Qi Fortune field, exuding authority without the need for anger.

The three points of Dragon Spirit aura now floated within the totem-like force field, akin to three stars in the night sky, shining brilliantly.

"You’ve absorbed three drops of Dragon Spirit aura dispersed from the sacrificial remains of the Ancient Ying Dragon, gaining 300 Index Dragon Energy, boosting your faction’s Luck Index by 3000. You’ve received protection from the Ying Long’s Dragon Spirit, providing minor mitigation against Heaven, Earth, and Man Tribulations, and exemption from the Qi Fortune suppression of the Dragon Vein Land."

After a while, Jiang Dali calmed the surging Qi-Blood and Dragon Energy within him, opened his eyes, and exhaled.

At this time, the Demon Dragon also ceased absorbing the floating Dragon Spirit below, instead swirling mid-air as if refining the Dragon Spirit.

Jiang Dali couldn’t discern any changes yet in the Demon Dragon after absorbing the Dragon Spirit but felt he no longer sensed as intense Qi Fortune suppression from the Dragon Vein Land as before, greatly reducing the existential threat.

He looked down to observe the half-buried remains of the Ying Dragon below.

He saw scattered glimmers of Dragon Spirit aura drifting from the closed eyes of the dragon’s head, seeming both real and illusory, every time they rose about three feet, they’d quickly descend, falling back into the corpse, disappearing.

He attempted the Absorption Skill again for a while, confirming he could no longer absorb any more Dragon Spirit aura.

These auras, once inside him, would be expelled as burps like before.

The Demon Dragon seemed to have absorbed enough as well, no longer fighting for more.

"It seems these Dragon Spirit auras are not so easily absorbed. Perhaps it’s related to my internal Dragon Energy total? The Demon Dragon naturally possesses the True Dragon Bloodline, being a Dragon Seed, thus it can absorb more Dragon Spirit than me..."

Jiang Dali contemplated for a moment, then looked toward the darkness at the dragon’s tail.

A golden radiant weapon shimmered there, exuding a brilliant might.

It was clearly a sword-like weapon, held within the hands of a massive skeleton.

Even seated, the skeleton was astonishingly over eight feet tall. The wall of massive square stones behind it bore four black, hieroglyphic characters—Emperor Huang’s Tomb!

From the spine-like long bones trailing down the skeleton’s back, an intense, dignified Dragon Energy emanated, like sweeping waves of grand powerful energy, occasionally surging forth.

"Emperor Huang’s Divine Sword... and the Dragon Vein..."

Jiang Dali pondered briefly, then patted the Demon Dragon, instructing it to fly toward the location of Emperor Huang’s skeleton.

The Demon Dragon let out a disgruntled yet wary growl, reluctantly soaring toward Emperor Huang’s skeleton at Jiang Dali’s firm insistence.

The closer they flew, the more overwhelmingly the pressure surged forth.

Jiang Dali felt like he was traversing layer upon layer of muddy swamp, as if nearing Emperor Huang’s skeleton made the air increasingly stagnant with oppression, even the Demon Dragon felt intensely uncomfortable, wanting to retreat numerous times, extremely agitated.

"Such overwhelming majesty, worthy of Emperor Huang. Even if only a skeleton remains here now, its emanating aura alone forces retreat."

Jiang Dali stared in awe at the bone releasing wave after wave of pressure, forcibly controlling the Demon Dragon, instructing it to proceed.

Thirty yards!

Twenty yards!

Ten yards!

A dreadful repelling force emerged increasingly from all corners of the space, making Jiang Dali’s skin tighten, the skeleton seated within the darkness ahead grew more terrifying, the mighty pressure nearly tangible, seeming ready to crush him.

"Roar!"

The Demon Dragon let out a low growl, its body twisted in the air, no matter Jiang Dali’s firm urging, it dared not approach closer, its emerald eyes filled with reverence.

Finally, it simply descended, squatting on all fours, prostrating itself toward the direction of Emperor Huang’s skeleton as if expressing submission.