Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Wen Qingye waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. Take a few steps back."

Although Yum Baobao didn't know why, she nodded and took several steps back.

HUUU!

Wen Qingye's eyes were slightly closed as his Heart Spirit sank into his Qi Sea.

His Primordial Qi surged, vast and boundless, now completely released. The Coffin Fungus floated between his two Qi Seas while the surrounding Primordial Qi wrapped tightly around it, forming layers of protective shields.

Wen Qingye directly circulated his Primordial Qi, charging toward the shimmering black Coffin Fungus. The Coffin Fungus seemed to sense something and began emitting a dense, black aura from its center. This aura was extremely pure, without any impurities.

When the black aura and Wen Qingye's faintly golden Primordial Qi collided, they produced a SIZZLING sound. Wen Qingye could clearly feel the Primordial Qi that touched the black aura constantly evaporating.

The pure aura emanating from the Coffin Fungus slowly began to reveal its ferocity. Even Wen Qingye's Primordial Qi, infused with golden Dragon's Might, was no match for it.

The streams of Primordial Qi emerging from the Coffin Fungus above his two Qi Seas were each incomparably pure, like the most pristine form of energy. They then rushed toward every corner of Wen Qingye's body.

The temperature within Wen Qingye's fractured meridians began to rise steadily, and he gradually started to feel a trace of pain.

The excruciating pain began to spread, and Wen Qingye's body started to tremble uncontrollably.

Wen Qingye gritted his teeth, enduring the heart-piercing agony as he circulated the Primordial Qi in his body. With each cycle, he could feel the black aura diminishing. This was because the black aura was constantly absorbing his Primordial Qi before dispersing throughout his entire body.

SIZZLE! SIZZLE!

Suddenly, Wen Qingye's body became a hive of activity. Streams of black aura began to erupt from the Coffin Fungus, rushing to every corner of his body.

At first, the streams were extremely thick, but as time went on, the black aura gradually grew smaller and thinner, eventually dissipating into Wen Qingye's body.

This was an astonishing rate of consumption, especially for Wen Qingye's Primordial Qi. Every time the black aura coursed through him, it required his vast reserves of Primordial Qi as backup.

The Blood Profound Turtle's Profound Pearl had already appeared in Wen Qingye's palm. Primordial Qi surged endlessly from the Profound Pearl and poured into his body.

Streams of black aura shot out rapidly from the Coffin Fungus, then slowly dissipated and assimilated into Wen Qingye's body. At the same time, the Coffin Fungus's own aura was steadily diminishing.

Wen Qingye endured the agony. He knew that although this method of cultivation was arduous, the benefits were self-evident.

Time flowed on. It was impossible to tell how much had passed in the outside world. Wen Qingye's cultivation was now soaring, but the fractures in his meridians showed faint signs of widening.

Second Heaven of the Destruction Realm!

...

Atop Danxuan Peak, the scene was exceptionally lively. Countless disciples unleashed their techniques, all vying for the Returning Fragrance Pills in the sky.

Miaoxuan stood quietly high in the sky, hands clasped behind his back. He looked down upon the disciples clashing below, a proud smile in his eyes.

At that moment, a disciple from Chaotian Peak was facing four disciples from Forget-Life Peak. These were the same four from before, only now they looked utterly wretched. The Chaotian Peak disciple was relentlessly forcing them back, and they were silently cursing their misfortune.

This Chaotian Peak disciple was no ordinary person. His cultivation was at the Fourth Heaven of the Destruction Realm, his strength was formidable, and he was rich in combat experience.

Mo Qing looked at Yum Baobao and said with a smile, "Baobao, your Forget-Life Peak disciples are truly pathetic. Four of them can't even beat one from my Chaotian Peak. Weren't you looking for revenge against me? Are you relying on them?"

Yum Baobao glanced at the four disappointing disciples and huffed heavily. Then she turned to Mo Qing and said angrily, "Hmph! Baobao doesn't have time to talk to you right now!"

"Poor Baobao. Even Brother Mingkong doesn't want her anymore. Qing'er, you should probably stop humiliating her."

Huang Zishan floated over as well, looking at Yum Baobao with a sweet, mocking laugh.

Yum Baobao looked at the two of them and shouted, "You two are a nest of vipers! Partners in crime, birds of a feather, completely shameless...!"

"Senior Sister Huang, here!"

Just then, a disciple from Purple Bamboo Peak flew swiftly to Huang Zishan's side, holding a Returning Fragrance Pill in both hands.

Huang Zishan's heart filled with joy upon seeing the Returning Fragrance Pill. She nodded. "You did well. You truly have some skill."

"I'm going to give this Returning Fragrance Pill to Brother Mingkong. He'll definitely love it."

Huang Zishan gleefully put the Returning Fragrance Pill away, placing it in a pouch at her waist so she would have space to store more later.

Mo Qing glanced at Huang Zishan and shook her head. "Brother Mingkong won't like it."

"Why not?" Huang Zishan asked, blinking in confusion.

Mo Qing's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. "Because Brother Mingkong will definitely prefer the one I give him."

Upon hearing this, Huang Zishan's expression changed. She let out a heavy, cold snort. "Hmph, in your dreams."

"Then let's wait and see who can grab more," Mo Qing said with a laugh.

"A competition it is, then! I'll show you how capable the disciples of my Purple Bamboo Peak are," Huang Zishan said with a pout. She then turned to Yum Baobao. "How about it, Baobao? Want to compete as well? The three of us always used to compete, though you were always the one at the bottom."

"I'm not competing with you," Yum Baobao said seriously, biting her lip. "This time, I can't give the Returning Fragrance Pills to Brother Mingkong. Brother Wen saved my life, and he's seriously injured right now. I have to repay him."

"Baobao, I never thought you could be so sentimental."

"Indeed. I can hardly believe it. But since you won't be able to get a single Returning Fragrance Pill, you won't be able to give any to Brother Mingkong anyway. Is this just your way of hiding your own embarrassment?"

Seeing this, the two of them couldn't help but start laughing mockingly.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

After four consecutive thuds, the four disciples from Forget-Life Peak were sent flying. They crashed to the ground, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths as they wailed in agony.

Yum Baobao stared in a daze as the four fell to the ground, then quickly ran over to them.

"Senior Sister Yum, that disciple from Chaotian Peak is too strong! The four of us combined were still no match for him."

"Yeah, I don't think anyone here can beat him. It's practically impossible for us to get any Returning Fragrance Pills."

"That's right. Besides, it's not worth us trying so hard just for some guy named Wen Qingye. His meridians are already shattered. He's a cripple."

Yum Baobao clenched her fists, a trace of anger in her eyes. But before she could speak, Mo Qing, who was behind her, laughed. "Your Forget-Life Peak disciples have a point. Is this Wen Qingye not as amazing as the rumors say? How disappointing. I'd advise you not to waste your time either."

Yum Baobao looked at the four on the ground and snorted heavily. "I shouldn't have let you come in the first place. You're more trouble than you're worth."

Hearing Yum Baobao's words, the four disciples exchanged wry smiles. They also breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts and began to sit cross-legged to regulate their breathing.

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