Chapter 506: Chapter 460: Breaking Free
In the Nine Dragon Abyss, Jiang Yuebai stands atop the Black Coffin, groggy and full of anger, as if rudely awakened from a deep sleep.
Earlier, she was immersed in chaos, refining essence and qi into transformation, reaching the rare realm of Unity of Heaven and Man, where cultivation was seamless and smooth.
Her cultivation had reached Golden Core Perfection, with Chaos Elixir Pill brimming with divine thought and an embryo essence formed, needing only heavenly tribulation to activate the essence and emerge.
She could immediately form the Nascent Soul if she wanted, but Jiang Yuebai forcibly suppressed it, as her body needed the Cloud Mushroom Bloodline to repair itself while accommodating the chaos qi.
If she were to form the Nascent Soul now, she might not withstand a single heavenly tribulation; now wasn’t the ideal time.
Therefore, she continued to widen her meridian using chaos qi, wrapping it around the Golden Core like dumplings, utilizing the cultivation technique to produce devouring power, firmly absorbing chaos qi, gradually infusing it into the Golden Core.
Her originally walnut-sized Golden Core had grown to the size of a baby’s fist, able to absorb more divine soul power, and her meridian had widened two to three times.
It’s no exaggeration to say that Jiang Yuebai’s meridian width and toughness now rival those of an Upper Realm prodigy who tempered their meridian from a young age.
Jiang Yuebai was absorbed in cultivation, obsessed with strengthening herself, but just as she finished refining essence and qi and prepared to transition to Qi Cultivation and Divinity Transformation, she was struck by the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon, sent flying from the Lotus Platform Cave Heaven where she was cultivating.
In cultivation, Jiang Yuebai hadn’t perceived any passage of time, yet three years had indeed passed.
For ancient Qi Refiners, with Hundred Day Foundation Building, three years to refine essence and qi and achieve Elixir Embryo was merely average.
Even if she wished to continue, chaos qi wasn’t sufficient to support her next stage of cultivation.
But being interrupted and having to stop herself were different, making Jiang Yuebai very frustrated.
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon knew what she cared about, and after forcing her out, sent a divine thought for her to see Lu Nanzhi meditating in a strange stone-pillar-filled hall, unharmed.
The chaos aura emanating from Jiang Yuebai excited the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon greatly, pushing her onto the coffin, while nine gigantic dragon heads emerged rapidly from below the abyss, with chains, surrounding the Black Coffin, eyes fixed fiercely on Jiang Yuebai, flicking their tongues.
"Break the Dragon Suppressing Coffin seal, and you shall be free!"
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon commanded, the cold, domineering aura pressing hard on Jiang Yuebai.
Scanning the nine dragon heads around her, Jiang Yuebai noticed they indeed have characteristics of the Nine Great Divine Dragons.
Could it be that the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon is an amalgamation created by Zhur Jiuyou with the Nine Great Divine Dragons Power?
"Are you sure Zhur Jiuyou is in here and that she’s truly dead? Or else, if I open the coffin and she revives, she might directly kill you."
Jiang Yuebai reconfirmed with the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon.
Hiss!
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon hissed, not replying.
Jiang Yuebai sighed, activated the chaos qi within her dantian, gathered it in her palm, then dispelled it.
"I have a question, I read that Zhur Jiuyou was killed by someone, who put her here to seal you? Aren’t you afraid unlocking the seal will alert that person, who might come to kill you again?"
Roar!
The nine dragon heads roared angrily at Jiang Yuebai, the violent storm mixed with saliva, pelting Jiang Yuebai.
Jiang Yuebai’s eyelids lowered, she cast a Dust Cleaning Technique.
"Alright, alright, I won’t ask anymore, let’s open it, I’ll open it now."
Jiang Yuebai operated her cultivation technique again, channeling chaos qi, while splitting her divine thoughts to inspect the coffin while asking questions earlier.
If she were to really unseal it, the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon would surely kill her.
The Lotus Platform Cave Heaven is not safe here, it’s a dead-end with nowhere to escape, the only way to save herself is to gamble on fate.
Jiang Yuebai half knelt down, her palm pressing against a circular Nine Dragon Totem in the center of the Black Coffin, silently praying.
"Heavenly Dao Great Man, look upon this, I’m being forced here, if it really breaks free and wreaks havoc upon the world, it’s got nothing to do with me, please don’t penalize me during my tribulation, I’m innocent!"
Chaos qi infused into the Nine Dragon Totem from Jiang Yuebai’s palm, instantly, Jiang Yuebai felt connected with the Black Coffin, chaos qi inside her uncontrollably absorbed into the coffin.
Crack!
The sound of a mechanism, a chain snapped, the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon’s vertical pupils glowed with intense excitement.
Following, the remaining eight chains broke one by one from the Black Coffin, but the coffin didn’t fall into the abyss, it hovered steadily in midair.
The sealed coffin lid loosened slightly, outside air infiltrated, lifting the corpse’s garment inside.
Chains unleashed, eerie low pressure enveloped the dark, silence descended, only the heavy breaths of the nine dragon heads echoed, chilling Jiang Yuebai to the bone, hair raising.
Thud!
Black mist surged closer, as Jiang Yuebai swallowed, observing nine pairs of blood-colored vertical eyes filled with malice, approaching ever closer.
Hiss!
The cold sticky breath sprayed on her nape, causing goosebumps to explode across her skin.
"Immortal Monarch, save me!"
Jiang Yuebai’s gaze suddenly pierced through the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon upwards, shouting loudly.
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon shuddered, raising its head quickly, yet saw nothing.
Bang!
The lid sounded closed as Jiang Yuebai had squeezed into the Black Coffin, with the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon furiously transforming the black mist into dragon claws, lashing at the Black Coffin.
A wave erupted suddenly, repelling the black mist, leaving the Black Coffin intact, seamlessly sealed.
Jiang Yuebai had gambled correctly, the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon couldn’t afford to harm this coffin.
She then turned, seeing next to her a petite corpse resembling a seven- to eight-year-old girl, clothed in colorful fabric strips, adorned with shell accessories, wearing a feather crown, and painted with blue oil under her eyes, exuding primitive and wild aura.
She lay quietly in the coffin, her face tender, lashes curled, showing no domineering cruelty of the witch rune records.
Aside from being cold and pale, there wasn’t any corpse stench, leading Jiang Yuebai to believe she might just be asleep.
Boom!
Intense rumbling accompanied the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon’s furious roar, the Black Coffin shaking violently, Jiang Yuebai used limbs to brace herself around for stability.
Yet Zhur Jiuyou remained unaffected, lying flat at the coffin’s bottom regardless of how the coffin flipped and rocked, with only colored clothing flying.
Thud!
After a loud thud, the rocking stopped suddenly, as if plunged into the ever-dark Jiuyou, stillness reigned outside, no other auras perceived.
Did she get swallowed along with the coffin by the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon?
At that moment, vibration emitted from Jiang Yuebai’s waist, as the storage bag tied around her waist flew up of its own volition, the Condensing Light Mirror uncontrollably crashing out.
The mirror beamed towards Zhur Jiuyou, a long-vanished blood light reappeared, striking Zhur Jiuyou’s brow.
Huntian Demon Head!
Prepared, Jiang Yuebai swiftly pulled out the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron, as the half-immersed blood light in Zhur Jiuyou’s brow was forcibly extracted by the cauldron’s power, struggling mid-air, contending with Jiang Yuebai.
The remnant soul of Huntian was indeed problematic, though dormant for long, still couldn’t rival the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron’s might, ultimately devoured reluctantly.
A major threat eliminated, Jiang Yuebai finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Jiang Yuebai’s neck tightened, as icy heavy force constricted tightly, suffocating her.
Jiang Yuebai lowered her gaze, deeply shocked!
Inside the coffin, Zhur Jiuyou’s golden serpent eyes were open, small hands fiercely clasping her neck, overwhelming suction drawing out Jiang Yuebai’s power dominantly.
