Zhang Chen embraced the body of the Fox Spirit, a hint of Evil Qi in his eyes. He planned to trick the Fox Spirit into taking him out first, then absorb the blood from the Fox Spirit’s body before it could react.
Without its body, on what basis could the Fox Spirit fight with him?
Zhang Chen stroked the Fox Spirit’s body, its fur soft and fluffy, with a faint fragrance. But upon touch, it seemed no different from an ordinary fox spirit.
"So strange! Logically, even a fox spirit that has attained a high level should be different. Why does its body seem no different from a normal beast?" Zhang Chen was puzzled.
But now was not the time to dwell on this; he had to face the True Dragon Remnant Soul attached to the Dragon Bone.
"What’s your plan?" Zhang Chen turned to the Fox Spirit.
"I can hold off the True Dragon’s Resentment for a quarter of an hour. You must use the Golden Light you possess to weaken the Dragon Soul within that time, delivering a fatal blow to the True Dragon’s Resentment. Afterward, we can divide the Essence retained from the True Dragon’s body," the Fox Spirit said eagerly.
"What level of power is this Golden Light?" Zhang Chen asked, voicing his doubts.
He was somewhat skeptical about the level of his Light of the True God. Despite several upgrades, it only improved its application and technique, indicating the high quality of his Light of the True God.
Upon hearing this, the Fox Spirit glanced at Zhang Chen as if looking at a fool: "You don’t know?"
"If I knew, would I be asking you?" Zhang Chen responded irritably.
After a brief contemplation, the Fox Spirit shook its head: "I can’t determine the level of your Golden Light, but I know its quality is extremely high, unlike anything I’ve ever seen. Unfortunately, the range of your Golden Light is too small, and too little is emitted; otherwise, all supernatural beings would have to retreat from you."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen was delighted, feeling somewhat fulfilled by the high quality of his Light of the True God, though there was too little of it.
Yet, despite this, it was able to restrain the soul of the ’Possession’ realm Great Demon Fox Spirit.
"Let’s get moving," Zhang Chen said, turning his gaze to the True Dragon Skeleton. Looking at the black Dragon Qi attached to the skeleton, his gaze was unwavering: "I’m ready!"
He wanted to see the Fox Spirit’s methods in combat, perhaps identify even greater flaws.
Without hesitation, the Fox Spirit charged toward the True Dragon Skeleton, and suddenly a True Dragon’s roar echoed from the void, causing the entire stone chamber to tremble.
Of course, the stone chamber didn’t shake; it was merely the Spiritual World. It felt as if a bomb exploded beside you, detonating confusion over the surrounding Heaven and Earth. But in reality, only your Spiritual World was shaking.
The girl took a step forward, her form expanding infinitely, transforming into a giant whose head reached the crypt ceiling, feet pressing the earth’s green bricks. She pressed her hands onto the Reverse Scale of the True Dragon Skeleton, gripping it tightly without letting go.
The black True Dragon’s Resentment roared, twisting and struggling like a Great Snake, but it couldn’t budge the hands, which gripped the True Dragon Skeleton like giant pincers.
Seeing Zhang Chen dazed, the Fox Spirit urged urgently.
Knowing it was no time for distractions, Zhang Chen unleashed his Golden Light and hurried forward to the True Dragon Skeleton.
The True Dragon’s tail lashed through the air, sweeping the green bricks on the ground into powder with explosive force.
Zhang Chen dared not approach the True Dragon’s tail; if struck, his body would burst apart, with no survival via Bloodsucking Technique.
Fortunately, the Fox Spirit had locked the Reverse Scale of the True Dragon Remnant Soul, a place the True Dragon couldn’t attack. Zhang Chen carefully approached the Reverse Scale. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Detecting the danger of Zhang Chen’s Golden Light, the True Dragon roared, trying to turn its head to bite him. Yet its Reverse Scale was locked, rendering its skeletal head incapable of approaching, helplessly struggling in midair.
Its tail swept the ground like a whip, trying to strike Zhang Chen, but it couldn’t attack the Reverse Scale either.
"The Reverse Scale is indeed the True Dragon’s flaw!" Zhang Chen cautiously approached the True Dragon Skeleton. Despite the sweeping tail and clawing limbs, they couldn’t hit near the Reverse Scale.
The True Dragon’s attacks appeared menacing but caused no actual harm.
Zhang Chen reached the True Dragon Skeleton, watching the struggle between the twisted Fox Spirit and True Dragon. Both appeared tense, prompting Zhang Chen to admit he underestimated the Fox Spirit.
The power unleashed by the True Dragon Skeleton amounted to tens of thousands of pounds, yet the Fox Spirit suppressed it, revealing Zhang Chen’s underestimation. If the Fox Spirit had thrown boulders at Zhang Chen from afar, he might not have survived.