Peerless War God

However, he was not surprised when he thought of the fact that this cultivation technique had been created countless tens of thousands of years ago in the ancient times.    

According to ancient texts and legends, during the ancient era, the dragon race and demon race ruled the entire Divine Realm. At this time, humans had just been born, and their survival was incomparably arduous.    

It wasn't until later when the talented ancestors of the human race learned the art of refining Qi and created their own cultivation system that they began to slowly grow stronger.    

It was said that in ancient times, there was a Dragon Slaying Art that was created specifically to deal with the dragon race. It was said that it was able to create the Ascending Dragon Tactic, so using dragon blood and dragon bone to refine the body wasn't strange at all.    

However, this cultivation method that required dragon blood and dragon bones to cultivate actually appeared in the ruins of the Dragon Palace. It was quite interesting.    

The dragon race of that time must have racked their brains in order to think of all sorts of ways to prevent this technique from being passed down.    

Although the requirements for the Rising Dragon Skill were harsh, once he mastered it, its power would be beyond imagination. It was extremely shocking.    

If this method were widely spread among the human race, then countless cultivators would rush forward to slay the dragon and take its dragon bone for their own use.    

As of now, the Celestial domain had changed hands. Humans had fixed their cauldrons, and there were very few True Dragon races. From the looks of it, humans had won the ancient race war. As the dragon race continued to decline, the usage of the Ascending Dragon Tactic became less and less.    

"Dragon bone, dragon blood?"    

Chen Xiao frowned. With a wave of his right hand, Ao Feng's corpse flew out from his storage ring and landed on the ground. It was like a small hill was placed in front of him.    

Once Ao Feng died, the great cultivators of the Dragon God Palace would definitely sense him. This hatred was already decided, but even if they didn't, the Dragon God Palace wouldn't let him go.    

Dragon God Palace, if I, Chen Xiao ever have the chance to escape from this, I will definitely exterminate you.    

At this moment, no matter how worried he was, it was useless. He had a cold expression on his face.    

"Since you are dead, your dragon bone is just perfect for me to use."    

He grabbed with his right hand, emitting a terrifying tearing force. The dragon corpse's blood and flesh separated from the skeleton, dividing into three groups and floating in the air.    

Chen Xiao started to concentrate on his cultivation according to the method recorded in the Ascending Dragon Spell.    

Six months passed in the blink of an eye.    

On this day, Chen Xiao slowly opened his eyes. He was bare-chested and his temperament had undergone a tremendous change, becoming sharper and sharper than before. His muscles were as strong as calves and he was even taller by two to three inches.    

This was the most intuitive change to the body after body refinement.    

He spat out a mouthful of black turbid air and clenched his right fist. Suddenly, a burst of crackling and cracking sounds could be heard. The joints in his body twisted together, giving off a feeling of explosive power.    

'In six months time, I finally managed to cultivate to the first layer, and now I have the power of one dragon. But to the Ascending Dragon Technique, this is only the beginning, but... '    

Right now, all of Ao Feng's dragon blood and dragon bone had been consumed by him. If he continued his closed-door training, that would only be half the effort.    

It just so happened that he could try to see if the power of the dragon was enough to fight back against the terrifying pressure.    

With a thought, Chen Xiao disappeared.    

The grey space, the grey world, everything lost its color. At this moment, in the dark space, a small, unremarkable ripple in space appeared. Chen Xiao's figure appeared out of thin air.    

Boom!    

A huge pressure came over him, catching him off guard. His legs went soft, and he fell to the ground on all fours. However, it was much better than before.    

"Seems like he can hold on." Chen Xiao clenched his teeth and held on.    

Xiao Yan used all of his strength to continuously correct his body. Finally, with incomparable difficulty, he leaned against a rock. He panted heavily as he looked in front of him.    

After practicing the Rising Dragon Skill, Shi Mu felt a dragon-like strength coming off of his body. His eyeballs could move freely now that he was under a lot of pressure.    

This dark curtain was truly too large. It was as if it was a space on its own, completely separating the inside from the outside. Inside the world was a dusky world, and outside the world was another world.    

In front of Chen Xiao was a black wall that extended thousands of feet above his head. It was like a black pot being overturned.    

He tried to extend his spiritual will to investigate his surroundings, but he miscalculated.    

In this dark space, not only was he constantly absorbing the Fa Li in his body, but even his telepathic thoughts would be disturbed, making it difficult for him to move even a single inch. It was as if he was stuck in a quagmire; he could only detect a distance of around 1000 feet.    

"Even spiritual will can affect this place, what kind of place is this?"    

Chen Xiao muttered to himself, but no one answered him.    

After resting for a while longer, he felt that he had recovered quite a bit of his physical strength. After wearing the dragon scale and gradually getting used to the pressure, he slowly got closer to the black curtain wall.    

Under such terrifying pressure, every step he took was incomparably difficult.    

Although the distance between him and the black wall was less than a hundred feet, it took him several hours before he managed to reach the top of the black wall.    

His hands were cold and firm as they touched the surface, as if he was touching a magical artifact. This feeling was too familiar to him.    

This thought only flashed through his mind, but it was already lingering in his mind.    

"Could it be that this black curtain wall before us is actually a magical equipment? "This..."    

This guess was too audacious, too unfathomable. Could it be a magic tool to create such a huge space, cutting off all external and external barriers, and even the Immortal Realm cultivators didn't dare to step into this dark space?    

Chen Xiao shook his head. This conjecture was unbelievable.    

However, due to the fact that he had a small world, he actually understood a bit. In a sense, a small world could also be considered a magic tool.    

If the black curtain wall was a magical equipment, then it wasn't impossible, but these weren't the most important things. Now, it was time to figure out how to get out of here.    

Chen Xiao slowly raised his right fist. In the process of raising his fist, his forehead was already dripping with sweat.    

Peng! It was as if an egg had hit a rock and shattered.    

He only felt a huge rebounding force being transmitted to his right fist, causing his hand to be in extreme pain. It was so painful that he frowned and slowly retracted his fist.    

On the other hand, it was as if nothing had happened to the black curtain. Except for a sound, there was no other movement.    

"So tough."    

Chen Xiao's heart immediately sank. This black curtain wall was many times harder than he imagined. Now that he lost all of his mana in this space, there was no way for him to use brute force to break through it.    

"Hmm?"    

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling that Fairy Yun, who he had temporarily placed on top of a small world's peak, was about to wake up with a tremble of her soul.    

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