Chapter 249: Chapter 248: Dragon Roar Spear Intent, None Other Than Jiang Qiu
Despite the aid of the Twin Celestial Realm, the Dragon Spirit, and the Soul Ice Dao Lotus, Jiang Qiu’s process of shaping a new body was not going smoothly. It seemed something was missing—a medium to harmonize all the disparate elements.
The incompatibility of ice and fire was itself an extreme Dao. A violent conflict also raged between the Dragon Spirit and the residual True Dragon Breath from the True Dragon Skeleton. Something was needed to neutralize them all.
Then, as if on cue, the Enlightenment Fruit appeared. It surged against the current, disregarding all else, and enveloped the nascent Dragon Form body.
Like ripples resonating with one another, the two merged. Jiang Qiu’s soul trembled as an unprecedented clarity flooded his mind. The boundless lava became like transparent water, allowing him to see straight to the other side.
He could even see the Dragon Veins at the very bottom of the lava, now laid bare. They thrashed like living blood vessels, frantically pumping magma and venting their fury.
This was the Human-shaped Dragon Body!
[Peeping Dao Realm - Initial Tier]
[Dao Intent: 0/10]
With a single thought, Jiang Qiu’s soul blazed like an apocalyptic flame, incinerating every hidden impurity within his body to ensure his new draconic vessel remained untainted—forever pure and sacred.
His will dominated Northern Boundary Mountain. The spewing lava was suppressed, the thrashing Dragon Veins ceased their frenzied outpour, and the dark clouds blanketing the sky began to retreat...
"Is it over?"
As they watched the crimson lava that had pierced the heavens cascade back down like a meteor shower and the pillar of magma rapidly recede, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The hearts that had been clenched in their chests gave a few tentative beats.
The aura of the True Dragon had not dissipated, and its ancient, godlike pressure still lingered. But at least the Northern Boundary had stabilized; Northern Boundary Mountain was no longer erupting.
But then, Archbishop Airey’s gaze was drawn to the sky above Northern Boundary Mountain. Where the lava had receded, a naked, dragon-scaled youth hovered in the air. His lustrous black Dragon Scales were etched with golden trim, covering his vitals, and his talon-like hands gripped an invisible vortex of air.
He had blood-red pupils, golden markings, and a face as clean and cold as if it were washed by frost. A golden, dragon-shaped sigil seemed to be naturally emblazoned upon his forehead.
The aura of the Grandmaster Realm emanated from him, accompanied by the unique pressure the Dragon Race exerted over all creation. Without a doubt, the Dragon Body Casting was complete!
The scene reflected in Airey’s disoriented, chaotic eyes seemed like a once-in-a-lifetime miracle. His hands trembled slightly, his breathing slowed. ’The Demon King of Sang Island... he actually pulled off such an astonishing feat?’
The Western Church and Sang Island had established contact long ago. The two parties saw eye-to-eye on the model for coexistence between the Human and Demon Races, and they had secretly initiated several joint projects.
They had even been informed in advance of Sang Island’s last planned attack on North Border City, allowing them to evacuate their experts from the Belli Family’s secret research lab there ahead of time.
In fact, the Sang Island Demon King had entered the Northern Boundary by disguising himself as a member of the Western Church and using a Golden Token.
’It has to be said,’ he thought, ’for Sang Island to possess such a powerful Demon King is truly a stroke of good fortune for the Sakai Family!’
At this thought, the corners of Airey’s lips curled up as he began to envision the future geopolitical landscape of Blue Star.
’As for killing this new incarnation of the Demon King, with its limitless potential, right now while he has no experts from Sang Island to protect him, and thus avoiding a powerful, uncontrollable enemy in the future?’
’That would deal a severe blow to the cooperation between the Western Church and Sang Island, which would undermine our efforts to contain Xia Country. Besides, this Demon King is no simpleton. He wouldn’t be easy to kill.’
’Furthermore, it wasn’t as if the Western Church didn’t have its own trump cards. It was just that the research wasn’t complete, and the results remained... uncontrollable...’
"Hm?"
Suddenly, a startled voice broke the silence beside him. A Church Knight of the Grandmaster Realm spoke hesitantly, "Archbishop, why is the Sang Island Demon King flying toward the people from Xia Country?"
Stunned, Airey snapped out of his deep reverie. The scene before him came into sharp focus. The dragon-bodied youth was indeed flying toward the Xia Country Martial Artists, and he even called out a greeting, "Grandmaster Zhu, Tang Guang, I’ve won the trial of the chosen."
The moment he spoke, Zhu Weiyi and the other Xia Country Martial Artists, who were on high alert and ready to strike with their full power, froze. Yet, even with their senses fully extended, they couldn’t discern the young man’s identity. Zhu Weiyi frowned and asked, "You’re not that Demon King from Sang Island?"
None of the experts from the top factions present could sense any familiar aura from Jiang Qiu; they could only vaguely discern the Dragon Race bloodline flowing through his veins.
Even Zhu Weiyi, who had a flash of inspiration to use the lingering aura on the Domain Disc to identify the young man, found him to be a complete stranger. ’This isn’t Jiang Qiu?’
As he vigilantly shielded Tang Guang and the others behind him, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment.
Until...
SWISH—
The Chuyuan spear tore through the void. A cold gleam parted the dissipating dark clouds, and in an instant, the sky cleared. Heavenly light once again bathed everything in the Northern Boundary as Jiang Qiu hovered proudly in the air, spear in hand.
His perfected Spear Intent seemed to carry the echo of a Dragon’s Roar, its pressure dominating the vast sky.
At that moment, the pupils of every Dharma Realm expert, Grandmaster, and Great Grandmaster present constricted. They all cried out internally, ’How can a Mental Realm be so magnificent?!’
The Grandmaster Realm, also known as the Peeping Dao Realm, is a contest of one’s comprehension of their Mental Realm. The gap between a high-level and low-level Mental Realm is as vast as the difference between the glow of a firefly and the light of the moon. Some people can play a masterpiece their entire lives and only earn the praise of those standing a few feet away. But when others pluck a single string, mountains tremble for a thousand miles and great rivers sing for ten thousand more.
A Mental Realm is impossible to fake. Comprehension is absolute; if one’s understanding is profound, then it is profound. And this was a Spear Cultivator who had even achieved Soldier Body Integration!
Chuyuan, the Dragon Roar Spear Intent—it was Jiang Qiu!
Zhu Weiyi remained stunned for a long moment before he recovered. His sharp eyes scanned Jiang Qiu up and down several times, finally finding confirmation in the young man’s gaze, which was as clear as lake water. "Excellent! Excellent! Xia Country shall rise!"
Without another word, he led Tang Guang and the others to stand protectively in front of Jiang Qiu. His sunken chest puffed out with pride. His sharp gaze swept across the powerful experts gathered, finally landing on the dazed and soul-struck Airey. "The trial of the Northern Wilderness Great Secret Realm is concluded. The one who has ultimately obtained the Enlightenment Fruit is our Xia Country’s chosen prodigy, Jiang Qiu. I trust you all will see yourselves out."
The various experts had gathered in the Northern Wilderness for the Great Secret Realm in the first place. Now that the outcome was decided, there was no reason for them to remain.
The various Demon Race factions were ready to leave. The Human Race already had the upper hand, and the Spear Intent Jiang Qiu had just casually unleashed sent a terrifying tremor through their very bloodlines—a natural form of suppression.
As for the Great Grandmaster from the American Family, he had already heard about the events in the Northern Boundary from his family’s young master, Jes. Beyond his shock, he was prepared to offer his congratulations to Zhu Weiyi and Jiang Qiu before leading his people away.
The Western Church didn’t dare make a move. The True Dragon Breath had not yet fully dissipated, and it felt as if they were being constantly watched by a True Dragon looking down upon the entire Northern Boundary. It was best for them to retreat quietly.
But a sudden cry, imbued with draconic might, fell like the blade of Louis XVI’s guillotine, stopping every heart. "Hold on. Some of you will be buried here today."
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