Chapter 1319 - 1315
The people at the stronghold were scolded harshly, but they could only endure it, as they were the lowest in rank, aside from those who had bought tickets to the spectacle.
Normally, they could feign compliance while secretly opposing the Family Heads of Mei City, but now, they truly dared not act sly.
"We’ll take care of it right away!"
The leader spoke and immediately led a group out of the courtyard, their faces clearly displaying unfriendly expressions.
Apparently, they were transferring the frustration they previously received from the Family Heads onto others.
Perhaps because the previous Dragon Roar had intimidated most people, when the stronghold people sternly drove them away, not a single person dared to argue.
Even those who were injured only had one thought in their minds at that moment.
Which is, to leave this dangerous place as quickly as possible; the spectacle may be fascinating, but their own lives were evidently more important.
Soon, the idle spectators who had come for the commotion were all cleared out.
In the entire stronghold, aside from the captives thrown into the artificial lake, only the people brought by the Young Prince remained.
Another Dragon Roar resonated.
But this time, no one was injured by the sound.
The Little Paperman was still trying to break through the blockade and contact the master.
Unfortunately, it failed again, causing the Little Paperman to raise its guard against these people once more.
Under normal circumstances, even in the Land of Absolute Spirit, it would be difficult to completely sever the connection between these Paper Puppets and their master.
Sighing, the Little Paperman heard the Dragon Spirit’s voice again, and its previously worried expression instantly turned into one of delight.
The first Dragon Roar contained a hint of anguish, but this time, the roar was filled with mastery over power.
The Little Paperman’s body shot up suddenly, flying into the air, attempting to look in the direction of the Dragon Spirit over the courtyard wall.
"You’d better not leave this courtyard."
Chi Yao’s voice sounded unexpectedly, startling the Little Paperman to turn around quickly.
Currently, Chi Yao showed no visible signs of backlash symptoms, except that he seemed a bit weaker and more fatigued than before, with nothing else wrong.
He calmly picked up the rare book he’d been reading halfway through, lying leisurely on a deck chair.
Who could have imagined that with just a wall separating them?
Outside, people were trembling, wishing they could shrink into a corner to never be seen.
While inside the wall, people were completely at ease.
The Little Paperman didn’t understand why Chi Yao said that and directly asked, "Why?"
Although Chi Yao previously stated he was no match for that person, the Little Paperman could still sense from Chi Yao’s actions that he wasn’t very afraid of them.
The Little Paperman knew what it meant to truly fear or dread someone.
"That person didn’t notice you before, but now, the whole stronghold is within his control; if you go out, you’ll surely be caught."
The Little Paperman flickered and moved directly in front of Chi Yao, its eyes shifting slightly.
Then it continued to ask, "Am I safe as long as I stay within this courtyard?"
Knowing that the Puppet made by Yun Ran was unusual, Chi Yao couldn’t help but smile when he heard the Little Paperman trying to confirm.
"Of course, but I can only ensure you won’t be taken; beyond that, I can’t help."
With one sentence, Chi Yao answered the Little Paperman’s probing while also cutting off any chance of the Little Paperman asking for his help.
After speaking, Chi Yao’s gaze returned to the book.
The Little Paperman realized it couldn’t get more information from Chi Yao, so it reluctantly flew back to perch under the eaves.
It wasn’t one to ignore good advice; since Chi Yao said if it left the courtyard, it would be caught, it wouldn’t stubbornly insist on leaving.
All it could do was silently pray for the Dragon Spirit while continuing attempts to contact Yun Ran.
Trapped, the Dragon Spirit endured the rending from the volatile aura while absorbing the Black Dragon Yuan.
It was simultaneously struggling against the increasingly constricting air cage, showcasing the painful ordeals it was enduring.
[What the hell are you doing, you lunatic!!!]
The Artifact Spirit of the Demon-locking Tower, waking from a restful sleep, immediately saw its Host seemingly about to be torn apart.
The piercing explosive sound instantly pulled the Dragon Spirit back from the brink of losing its reason and going berserk.
"If you don’t want to die with me, you’d better use your best skills!"
The Artifact Spirit of the Demon-locking Tower felt utterly trapped.
The insane Yun Ran forcibly separated its body and Divine Soul, and now it’s locked up by the annoying Dragon Spirit.
They were supposed to be enemies, yet now it was being forced to save its foe, which made no sense at all!
Despite being maddeningly angry, the Artifact Spirit indeed had no choice but to yield to the Dragon Spirit’s threat.
Had its body been present, it wouldn’t be worried about the Dragon Spirit dying, for it wouldn’t perish.
But now, without its body, getting severely injured meant all the effort and cultivation beforehand would be wasted.
Its body striving for spiritual wisdom might take an unknown amount of time, and no one could assure the wisdom it developed would still be itself.
[Fine! I’ll help, alright!!!]
While saying this, the Artifact Spirit of the Demon-locking Tower was completely fuming, wishing it had a way to actually kill the Dragon Spirit.
Just as the Dragon Spirit was struggling with the uncontrollable violent aura from the Black Dragon Yuan, the Artifact Spirit of the Demon-locking Tower intervened.
A peculiar suction emanated from the Demon-locking Tower.
This suction seemed naturally able to discern what was beneficial or harmful to the Dragon Spirit.
The violent aura that even beings as strong as the Dragon Spirit couldn’t dissolve, got extracted from the Black Dragon Yuan like flowing water.
The remaining energies were precisely what the Dragon Spirit needed.
Without the hindering violent aura, the Dragon Spirit’s absorption of the Black Dragon Yuan sailed smoothly.
The Dragon Spirit’s previously twisted figure gradually reformed into a giant dragon-shaped shadow, transitioning from a pale blue to a solid black.
Now, the Dragon Spirit’s shadow had grown considerably, and its power had increased significantly.
The Artifact Spirit of the Demon-locking Tower could clearly observe these transformations.
Immediately, it clicked its tongue in disdain, "You and Yun Ran are both heartless; now you match your inside as much as your outside with this black appearance."