Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 1755

Chapter 1755 (Raw 1767): Suppressing the Demonic Dragon
The dragon city shook continuously. All sorts of buildings crumbled and fell over.
Cracks appeared in the ground, and dragon flames spewed out.
"What's going on?"
"Save me!"
The Snow Sword Palace disciples and Senior Liu's team had not gone far. Initially, they thought of laying a trap for Xiao Chen and watching how the situation developed.
However, the sudden turn of events burned many to ashes when the dragon flame spewed out.
"Damn it! Why is it like this?" Huangpu Qi roared in anger. He soared into the air, the building under him immediately collapsing. Then, the ground vomited dragon flame.
He paled in fright, cold sweat running down his back. Had he been slower, he would have died on the spot.
Before Huangpu Qi could catch his breath, the ground shook again, belching several columns of dragon flames at the same time.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Huangpu Qi drew his sword, radiating a cold intent, as he avoided the dragon flame.
When looking over, one would see fiery light all over the dragon city. The ground gave off terrifying roars.
A horrifying Dragon Might spread in the city as a strange fear spread in the heart.
Huangpu Qi could not care anymore. He directly withdrew and made a mad dash out.
He could not remain in this place any longer. If he did, he might be buried here.
Half of the intact dragon city crumbled in an instant.
Flames billowed, spreading throughout the city. Everyone ran for their lives, not daring to remain a moment longer.
In the plaza, Xiao Chen's and Zhen Yuan's expressions changed.
The shaking Azure Dragon Totem in the middle of the blood formation looked like it would topple down at any moment.
Xiao Chen said seriously, "Hurry up. Make your move now."
Zhen Yuan did not dare to be careless. His expression turned extremely grave. He held the dragon scale with one hand and formed a hand seal with the other.
He started muttering something. They were actually Buddhist incantations.
As Zhen Yuan's hand seal changed, a dull, black Buddhist light shone from his body. An expressionless black Buddha image appeared behind him.
When Zhen Yuan roared, a black swastika appeared on his forehead, radiating light.
As the swastika spun continuously, the Faux God Flame on the totem kept trembling, leaking out strands of black aura.
An evil aura spread into the surroundings, affecting Xiao Chen's body and stirring some fear in his heart.
"Whoosh!"
With a loud sound, black smoke streamed out of the tiny Faux God Flame.
After a while, the thick, black smoke shrouded the plaza. The terrifying evil aura pressed down, making everyone breathless.
This gave Xiao Chen a shock. Unexpectedly, there was so much demonic nature hidden in the Faux God Flame.
Even after so much demonic nature leaked out, there were no signs of its depletion.
Xiao Chen felt the pressure increasing. He had to sit down cross-legged and guard his own heart in order to prevent being invaded.
A pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the spreading black smoke above the plaza, staring coldly at Zhen Yuan.
Xiao Chen squinted at those eyes and made out an indistinct black dragon figure in the darkness.
It's a black dragon!
Xiao Chen felt startled. An evil black dragon was being suppressed under this dragon city.
What kind of existence was this? To think that a dragon city was insufficient to suppress it and still needed a Faux God Flame to do that?
Just thinking about it made one shiver in fear.
Zhen Yuan's lips curled up in a cold smile as he said, "Come!"
The huge Buddha image behind Zhen Yuan formed hand seals with both hands, and the swastika on his forehead started to drag the black smoke over.
This person had really become a demon, taking an unconventional path.
Zhen Yuan actually wanted to suppress and refine the demonic nature for his own use. It was hard to say whether he was crazy or bold.
"Little bald monk, you overestimate your strength."
A terrifying, furious roar rang out in the air. The black smoke formed a dragon image and charged at Zhen Yuan ruthlessly.
"Rumble…!"
With one pounce, the countless floor slabs of the plaza flew out. A strong storm spread out in all directions, materializing a wave of black storms that engulfed the surroundings.
"You are but a remnant thought. You cannot do anything to me."
Zhen Yuan revealed a cold smile. He smashed his hand down, and the huge Buddha image behind him also smashed its hand down.
He directly shattered this black dragon image, reducing it to tiny strands of black smoke. Then, the swastika on his forehead quickly sucked them in.
"Ah!"
The instant the black smoke was sucked in, black lines appeared on Zhen Yuan's face. He seemed to go crazy.
Although that was just a strand of remnant thought of the evil dragon, the demonic nature that it contained was astonishingly vast. Zhen Yuan's aura strengthened continuously.
Black hair sprouted on his bald head, growing crazily like weeds.
Xiao Chen only took one look, and his heart skipped a beat. What exactly was the origin of the demonic dragon sealed underneath?
He glanced around and was pleasantly surprised to discover that as Zhen Yuan absorbed the demonic nature, the black Faux God Flame on the totem slowly turned clear, the flickering flame purer.
The endlessly echoing, furious roars above the dragon city intensified.
However, compared to the initial berserk furious roar, this dragon roar seemed more like a roar of dissatisfaction.
Those who heard it found it even more terrifying.
The dragon city was razed, completely turned into rubble and bathed in a sea of fire.
"Hahahaha! I succeeded! I succeeded! I succeeded!"
Zhen Yuan laughed endlessly in a maniacal tone, looking demented. The black hair on his head fluttered about wildly.
His appearance was radically different. The prim, upright, and righteous air that he once had no longer existed. His long hair fluttered wildly, and he gave off a fiendish aura.
Zhen Yuan's aura turned even more terrifying. Xiao Chen felt like the other man would break through Star Venerate at any moment.
Then, Zhen Yuan shifted his gaze to Xiao Chen. His lips curled up into a smile as he said, "Xiao Chen, many thanks for your dragon scale. You can scram now."
Right after Zhen Yuan spoke, he let out a burst of maniacal laughter as his figure shot upward to grab that Faux God Flame above the totem.
Zhen Yuan had never intended to leave the Faux God Flame for Xiao Chen.
However, Xiao Chen's expression did not change at all. He merely smiled coldly and watched Zhen Yuan's actions indifferently.
"Boom!"
That Faux God Flame, which had already been completely stripped of its demonic taint, ferociously released Divine Might and knocked Zhen Yuan away.
"Whoosh!" Then, the Faux God Flame flew straight into Xiao Chen's forehead, setting a flame mark on it.
Xiao Chen immediately felt boundless energy fill his body.
The Mental Energy in his sea of consciousness ballooned infinitely as if it would never stop.
Junior, many thanks for rescuing me from my pain.
Before Xiao Chen could probe this energy, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind. It was the master of the Faux God Flame.
Xiao Chen was not surprised that the Faux God Flame chose him, a proper descendant of the Azure Dragon, after struggling free from its constraints.
The other option was Zhen Yuan, a Buddhist sect traitor who fell into the Demonic Dao. There was no need to think at all; it was definitely Xiao Chen.
"Damn it! How can it be like this?!"
Blood leaked out between the lips of Zhen Yuan, who stood on a boulder outside the plaza. This turn of events had caught him off guard.
Heaven is helping me. At the critical moment, I unexpectedly managed to meet a descendant of the Azure Dragon. Junior, don't say anything; just do as I say. Quickly hammer the Azure Dragon Totem into the ground and block up the formation. Only then can we prevent the Black Dragon King from returning.
Xiao Chen was aghast to hear this. The demonic nature has already been absorbed, but the Black Dragon King can still come out?
The seal broke long ago. Even if we hammer the totem into the ground, it will only trap the Black Dragon King for another one hundred years. One hundred years later, the Black Dragon King will still return.
There was not much time for Xiao Chen to think. His figure flashed as he passed through the many layers of blood formations and landed on top of the Azure Dragon Totem.
"Xiao Chen! I'll kill you!"
Xiao Chen just landed when he saw Zhen Yuan descending from above, a crazed look on his face as Zhen Yuan swung his saber.
Zhen Yuan was executing Entering Hell, the Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique's third move.
Xiao Chen saw the eighteen layers of hell and space overlapping each other. Ten thousand ghosts draped over Zhen Yuan as he chopped with the saber. A scary saber light that seemed to come from the depths of hell surged out.
"Wu! Wu! Wu!"
The anguished wails of malicious spirits rang out in all directions. At this moment, hell and the mortal realm layered over each other.
You are seeking death!
A cold snort sounded in Xiao Chen's mind as a beam of divine light shot out from the flame mark on his forehead.
All the malicious spirits burned and screamed. Then, all the mysterious phenomena burned away.
When Zhen Yuan landed, flames clung to him as he rolled in pain on the ground.
His face changed continuously, sometimes turning black, sometimes turning white. He looked human but not human, ghost but not ghost. He sank into a completely crazed state, looking extremely pitiful.
There were no shortcuts for the Saber Dao or the Martial Dao.
Since Zhen Yuan chose this path, he would have to bear the consequences. This was the result of his own sins; there was no need to pity him.
Quickly, bury the Azure Dragon Totem into the ground!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Just at this moment, the ground started surging like waves on the sea.
It was like something would come out at any moment.
Xiao Chen used all his Vital Qi and smashed his palm down on the top of the Azure Dragon Totem.
He felt the Azure Dragon Totem wildly absorbing his Veritable Essence Energy, his Vital Qi, and the Mental Energy in his sea of consciousness.
As Xiao Chen pushed on the Azure Dragon Totem, it slowly entered the ground.