Tianmo was confident in absorbing the dragon bloodline. Though he may not be able to absorb the blood essence of the ancient true dragon, absorbing the lesser dragon might not be hard.
Pity. Who told him to reincarnate as a villain and change the destiny of the chosen one, only to offend the Heavenly Dao?
Nonetheless, within his secluded chamber, the Spirit Gathering Array glowed with complex runes, humming and drawing the breaths of heaven and earth into its core. Mist-like spiritual qi coiled and sank, layer upon layer, until the air grew dense and heavy.
A faint, sharp tang lingered in the air like thunder not yet born, like lightning restrained within the clouds. It stung the nose and seeped into the lungs, clearing stray thoughts and steadying the heart. It was Ozone.
Such was the residue of heavenly tribulations, the after-scent of thunder and shattered qi. Where powerful cultivators fought, where lightning descended to temper the body, that sharp clarity would remain. ¹
Breathing it in, one’s spirit felt washed, as though the impurities of the mortal world had been stripped away.
( Note: this is "Sll of Ozone" ( O₃ ). Fellow Daoists were asking about Ozone so, I am here to enlighten.)
Tianmo sat cross-legged on his bed, his eyes closed, his body glowing slightly with golden energy. In his hand, he held a veil containing the blood essence of the lesser dragon. He was making sure his foundation was solid before attempting to absorb the blood essence.
Checking the depth of the sea, and knowing how high Mount Tai is, is the wisdom of the wise. Tianmo was well aware that his current cultivation base, though impressive to the outside world, was like a small boat in a vast ocean when compared to the true terrors of the vast world. There is always the mountain above the mountain.
After circulating the Qi through his entire body, he took a deep breath, ready to absorb the blood essence.
He uncorked the veil.
Whoosh!
A thick, crimson mist erupted from the bottle, coiling like a living serpent. It did not disperse; rather, it possessed a terrifying weight, pressing down on the stone floor with the density of rcury. The scent was ancient—a tallic tang mixed with the sulfurous breath of a volcano, the sll of a predator that had slept since the era of myths. The very space was trembling, and reality began to lt like wax, before the presence of dragon blood.
Tianmo’s expression remained placid, like a calm lake reflecting a stormy sky. Though he was questioning whether he can’t truly consu it or not. Even though, he knew Heavenly Dao wanted him dead, if possible he wanted to live more days, rather than dying right now consuming the dragon blood.
The previous bravado all vanished instantly. The blood essence was literally lting the reality, his own body felt an extre heat, his skin already lting.
He took out the fragnt of Dragon crystal and clutched it in his right hand, before finally gulping the blood essence.
Gulp!
The mont the crimson liquid passed his lips, it was as if he had swallowed a collapsing star.
BOOM!
A soundless explosion erupted within his core, not of flesh and bone, but of spiritual authority. Within his sea of consciousness, the dragon materialized—a phantom of absolute might, its scales shimring with the luster of golden plates, its eyes burning with the cold, indifferent fires.
This phenonon is known as "Judgent" which happens when you try to absorb the blood essence of the pure bloodline powerful beast. Only after defeating the repressed will of the beast can one truly absorb the blood essence. If not, well, eting Lord Yama is certainly not a bad thing.
"Impudent Puny human!!!"
The roar was not rely sound; it was a physical hamr blow, a tidal wave of spiritual pressure that crashed against the shores of Tianmo’s sea of consciousness. Shredding it from inside.
Tianmo’s phantom figure flowed with a black aura, while he summoned his All-refining devil fla, montarily ignoring the newly ford reversed dragon crystal within his phantom figure, focusing entirely on the dragon’s will.
Foosh!
Brr!
The dragon fla infused with the dragon law of destruction and All-redining fla clashed on, the heat purely conceptual even lting the phantom figure of Young Master Wang like butter.
"Ignorance!! You dare wield the devil fla, before this Dragon Lord? Courting death! I shall erase your existence purifying the world from your filth!"
Profound dragon runes began to appear inside Young Master Wang’s sea of consciousness, glowing with a terrifying light. They were not rely symbols; they were the chains of the Dragon Law, ancient and unbreakable, top of the food chains, simply undefeated.
The phantom dragon opened its maw, and a sphere of concentrated destruction gathered, swirling with the colors of a dying nebula. It was not just an attack; it was pure destruction. A return to the void.
"Die!"
The sphere shot forth, a silent scream that tore through the fabric of Tianmo’s figure.
This is the end.
Woosh!
Young Master Wang’s sea of consciousness began to tremble, everything began to turn dark, and the entire concept of existence began to burn with dark undefined fla.
The dragon, a race of absolute authority, existing above all other races in the entire existence felt a true primal fear.
"This... This... This... No, you aren’t a human. You... Who are you," the dragon scread. For dragons, the fear of concepts never existed. They were the apex, the top of the food chain, the beings who looked down upon the world from the highest peaks of the clouds. But this fla... What is this?
The reverse scale on Young Master Wang’s phantom body shone brightly.
"You... What is that dragon scale?"
Every reverse dragon scale possesses the law of its particular dragon race, but this reverse scale, why doesn’t it possess anything? Sothing like this is impossible. It is saying the dragon doesn’t exist at all. What kind of concept was this?
Doesn’t exist at all? It ans no logical sense.
Even the most feared all-erasing black dragon has their own laws, their own existence. But this scale...
No, this isn’t even reverse dragon scale. All dragons only have one dragon scale, located at the golden spine. Since, it doesn’t emit any form of existence, law, or even concept, it’s not a reverse scale.
There has been a myth, an age-old saying that only one dragon possessed the scales that are all reversed. Every dragon by birth inherits this knowledge, born directly into their consciousness.
Bzzzz!
The Dragon will instantly turn into fla and.
Simply undefined.
Tianmo, anwhile was inside the sea of consciousness once again but this was larger, bigger, and silent, before him, he once again ca across the giant dragon, whose eyes were glowing with profound red light.
Nobody knows how much ti passed by, but none of them spoke.
Unable to bear the silence, Young Master finally asked, "Are you the True Primordial Black?"
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