As soon as the yellow flames appeared, Wang Zhan felt his body begin to heat up. However, it was not the heat of his body, but his mind. Wang Zhan quickly circulated his spiritual energy and protected himself within. Only then did he feel a little better. As for this yellow flame, Wang Zhan already had an answer in his heart.
Presumably, this was the Divine Soul Fire that Big Brother Xuanyuan was talking about. Although Wang Zhan didn't know much about the Divine Soul Fire, he also knew in his heart that this yellow flame was definitely not an ordinary item.
Under the grilling of his soul fire, the frost on his reverse scale gradually melted, revealing his true face. Although it was being refined by the flames, the inverted scale was clearly unwilling. A faint light emitted from the inverted scale in an attempt to resist the corrosion of the flames. In the fire, there were even snake shadows dancing on the scales.
"No matter how hard your reverse scale is, it's still a dead object. I want to see how long you can last. Refine it!”Xuanyuan Hao shouted loudly. The flames actually began to spread and soon covered the entire scale.
In an instant, green smoke rose in all directions, and sizzling sounds continuously sounded. Wang Zhan knew that the remaining consciousness of the Heavenly Python on this reverse scale had been wiped away. Moreover, under the roasting of this divine soul fire, the black reverse scale gradually turned into a dark golden color, and the light was gentle. With just a glance, Wang Zhan could feel that this scale was indestructible.
"Retract!" Xuanyuan Hao shouted again. The flame that was burning the scales slowly disappeared, just like when it appeared, silently. Along with it, the monstrous spiritual power emitted from the jade pendant disappeared.
Wang Zhan stared at the inverted scale that was quietly floating in the air. Now, it was already brand new. After being tempered by the fire of the soul, its hardness had increased many times compared to before. Just as Wang Zhan was in a daze, Xuanyuan Hao's voice woke him up.
"After planting the blood essence imprint, it can be used by you!”
Wang Zhan hardened his heart and directly bit his tongue. A mouthful of blood directly spat out on the reverse scale, and Wang Zhan's aura directly withered. However, there was no time to adjust. Under Wang Zhan's urging, a wave of spiritual power also surged towards the reverse scale.
The moment the blood essence touched the reverse scale, it began to boil, and the scale also began to tremble, as if it was unwilling to be branded. Although the consciousness of the Heavenly Python on the reverse scale had been erased, there was still a trace of the bloodline of the descendant of the dragon race in this reverse scale. It had an instinctive resistance to Wang Zhan's blood essence.
However, at this moment, Wang Zhan's spiritual energy directly slapped fiercely on the reverse scale. The blood essence also began to slowly seep into the reverse scale. However, even so, the resistance of the reverse scale did not stop. At this rate, it would probably take several years before the blood essence imprint could be planted.
Seeing this, Wang Zhan did not give up. With a thought, he spread out his mental power. Because the reverse scale had lost the control of the Heavenly Python and had become a dead object, this time, Wang Zhan's mental power easily entered the reverse scale. The moment his spiritual power entered, Wang Zhan felt that there seemed to be a subtle connection between him and this reverse scale. Under the guidance of Wang Zhan's spiritual power, the blood essence that was rejected by the door was actually absorbed by the reverse scale.
When the last drop of blood essence disappeared, Wang Zhan felt that this reverse scale was now as if it was a part of his body. Wang Zhan clenched his hands in the air, and the reverse scale automatically appeared in front of him. Wang Zhan was overjoyed. From the fluctuations emitted by the reverse scale, it had clearly surpassed the scope of a grade one spirit weapon. It was a grade two spirit weapon.
After all, even in the entire Qin Clan, there wasn't a single grade two spirit weapon. Looking at the faint dark golden light emitted by the inverted scale, Wang Zhan said,"Dark gold color, python's reverse scale. I'll call you Dark Scale Shield." After saying that, with a thought, the Dark Scale Shield rapidly shrank until it was about the size of Wang Zhan's palm. Then, it was put away by Wang Zhan.
"Big brother Xuanyuan, it's all thanks to you this time. Otherwise, we would have missed the opportunity to obtain the Dark Scale Shield.”Wang Zhan said embarrassedly. Xuanyuan Hao had helped him too much.
However, Xuanyuan Hao did not reply. Wang Zhan did not disturb him when he saw this. Presumably, the refinement just now had consumed a lot of energy for Big Brother Xuanyuan. Wang Zhan also secretly made up his mind that he must do something for Big Brother Xuanyuan.
Wang Zhan dragged the corpse of the Heavenly Python towards the cave. However, what puzzled him was that there seemed to be a faint pressure coming from the direction of the cave. Wang Zhan secretly thought that something was wrong. Could it be that a high-level magical beast had discovered the Nether Lion?
Thinking of this, Wang Zhan quickened his pace. Although the Nether Lion was a demonic beast, it had once given him a third-grade spirit fruit, so it could be considered to have done him a favor. Moreover, after spending these few days with this silly Hell Lion, Wang Zhan still had feelings for him. Although facing such pressure, even if he went, he might not be able to do anything, leaving like this clearly did not match Wang Zhan's character.
Soon, Wang Zhan arrived at the entrance of the cave. When he felt the fluctuations coming from the cave at such a close distance, Wang Zhan was sure that the demonic beast inside had already reached the advanced First Stage. Unless he could open the Conception and Governor Meridians and advance to Body Tempering Stage Eight, he might have the strength to fight. Otherwise, with his current strength, he would only be beaten up even if he went in.
Wang Zhan carefully spread out his Mental Energy. At the same time, the Dark Scale Shield also flew out from his arms and quickly expanded, protecting Wang Zhan behind him. After doing this, Wang Zhan slowly moved into the cave.
This cave entrance was originally short, but Wang Zhan spent three times the usual time to walk through it. When Wang Zhan saw the scene in the cave, he never thought that there was only the Hell Lion in the cave. Not only that, Wang Zhan clearly sensed that the aura emitted from the Nether Lion was exactly the same as the aura he had detected outside the cave.
"You actually broke through?" Wang Zhan said in surprise. It was normal for magical beasts to break through, but this Nether Lion had directly advanced from low-level First Stage to high-level First Stage. Wang Zhan had never heard of something like jumping two realms in a row. After saying that, he put the Dark Scale Shield back into his pocket.
The Nether Lion also noticed that Wang Zhan had returned. It called out affectionately and ran towards Wang Zhan, as if it was responding to Wang Zhan's question.
Although he did not know what had happened to the Nether Lion, he was very happy for it to advance to Wang Zhan. In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, where danger lurked everywhere, only he had the strength to become the king of the Magical Beasts.
Wang Zhan stroked the Netherworld Lion's head and said,""Since you're so stupid, I'll call you Xiao Han.”However, Wang Zhan quickly rejected this decision.""Then let's call him Little Han. Although it's a homonym, his realm is a little higher.”
Hearing that Wang Zhan had given it a name, the Netherworld Lion also howled. In the end, it even started to circle around Wang Zhan. It seemed that Wang Zhan was not the only one who was happy.
"Little Han, we have something good to eat tonight. I'll bring you to see my harvest today!”With that, Wang Zhan brought Little Han out of the cave.
Although the Heavenly Python was already dead, its huge body still made many low-level magical beasts afraid to approach it. However, what surprised Wang Zhan was that when the Hell Lion came out and saw the corpse of the Heavenly Python, not only did it not show any fear, but it directly rushed up and bit its scales.
Looking at the scales that were easily bitten by the Nether Lion, Wang Zhan dared to bet that although the hardness of the scales of the Heavenly Python had decreased due to its shedding, even he was not confident that he could break the scales so easily.
Just as Wang Zhan was about to sigh, something happened that made him even more surprised. The body of the Heavenly Python quickly dried up. Not only that, but the Spiritual Energy on its body and even its scales was rapidly losing. The direction of the movement of the Spiritual Energy was all pointing at the Nether Lion that was greedily sucking.
"Directly extracting spiritual energy and blood essence from the corpse is a method that not many races can do. What was the origin of this Nether Lion?”Xuanyuan Hao also fell into a daze. Although the various methods of the Nether Lion made him feel very strange, no matter how he used his spiritual power to investigate, the demonic beast in front of him was really just a Nether Lion.
However, Wang Zhan was not as calm as Xuanyuan Hao. He wanted to cry but had no tears when he saw the Heavenly Python that he had worked so hard to defeat shrivel up so quickly. He thought that he could have a good meal, but now it seemed that he could only drink the northwest wind today.
When Little Han absorbed the last trace of blood essence from the Heavenly Python's body, he burped happily. However, when he raised his head, he saw Wang Zhan standing at the side with a black face. Realizing that he had caused trouble, Little Han wagged his tail twice in embarrassment. Who asked the blood essence of this Heavenly Python to be too attractive? Then, ignoring Wang Zhan's call, he ran back and disappeared into the forest.
"Little Han, I don't blame you for coming back."
Behind Little Han, Wang Zhan was like an old mother calling her son home for dinner, shouting helplessly.
Even when the sky had darkened, Wang Zhan, who was waiting in the cave, did not see Little Han. He immediately began to worry. They were now in the central region of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, where there were countless Second Grade Magical Beasts. Little Han was only at the Advanced First Grade. In this world where the strong preyed on the weak, although there was only a word difference between First Grade and Second Grade, the gap might need to be filled with life.
After thinking about it in the cave, Wang Zhan still decided to wait in the cave. After all, if he went out and ran around, it might be more dangerous than Little Han.
Finally, after another hour, a familiar running sound entered Wang Zhan's ears. Little Han had returned.
Wang Zhan hurriedly went out, but he saw a red light shining by Little Han's mouth. Looking at that familiar light, Wang Zhan could not sit still.
It's actually another Scarlet Blood Fruit.
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