Chapter 1409 - 1311: This Divine Dragon Is Mine!

"Yang Tian!"

Asura Qian'Er flew out, her face anxious as she looked at Yang Tian.

Yang Tian was already exhausted.

He was no match for the little boy at all. The little boy was just a little brother before, whom Yang Tian could easily kill, but now the little boy had completely regained his strength. How could Yang Tian possibly fight him?

Such an existence was terrifying.

After all, the little boy was the Guardian Divine Dragon of the Asura Princess. Though he had been asleep for hundreds of thousands of years, upon waking, he had become even more powerful.

"Am I going to die?"

Yang Tian felt his soul becoming hollow.

He just heard the urgent voice of Asura Qian'Er ring out: "Yang Tian..."

Then followed by the stern voice of the Asura Princess: "Shut up!"

Yang Tian wanted to struggle to get up, but he found his whole body wasn't listening to him, and he fainted from extreme fatigue.

"Yang Tian..."

A crisp voice resonated in his mind.

"Wu Jie..."

Yang Tian opened his eyes and saw an exceptionally beautiful woman appear in front of him.

As soon as this beauty appeared, Yang Tian froze.

The woman was dressed in a pink embroidered robe, wearing a pearl white lake crepe skirt, her almond-shaped face as white and tender as jade, with dimples subtly appearing on her cheeks, and lightly applied rouge made her cheeks glow like a newly blooming snow flower, white with a hint of red.

Her dense, long curved eyebrows looked both drawn yet natural, her eyes gazed brightly, those captivating eyes clear and adorned with enchanting charm and grace.

The wide, pearl white silk ribbon tied up, her originally black and flowing long hair exuded an ethereal fairy-like quality.

Her long hair draped down to her waist, with a flower-embedded bead chain interspersed with white and pink on her forehead, occasionally a bead would mischievously hang down, adding an illusionary beauty. Her wrist wore a milky white jade bracelet, the lustrous mutton fat jade emitted an unspoken radiance, complementary to her plain attire, a slender silver necklace adorned her neck, with a faint purple gleam.

"Are you Wu Jie?"

Yang Tian stared fixedly at the woman.

The woman looked remarkably similar to Wu Jie, but the goddess-like aura she exuded told him she definitely wasn't Wu Jie.

"I'm Wu Jie's sister, Wu Dan..."

The woman said softly.

"Where's Wu Jie?"

Yang Tian hurriedly asked.

"Wu Jie isn't here, he asked me to come rescue you."

The woman came to Yang Tian's side, extended her hand, and pressed it onto Yang Tian's chest. Yang Tian felt a surge of sacred Spiritual Breath flooding into his soul.

Boom!

Yang Tian's body erupted into flames.

Various Dharma Seals emerged from his body, continuously spinning around him, these Dharma Seals were precisely the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique.

The Hongmeng Cultivation Technique was a mystical technique imparted to him by Wu Jie.

This technique had as many as eighty-one realms.

Yang Tian's current cultivation had only broken through into the first level, but Wu Dan's small hand pressed against his chest, and waves of powerful Spiritual Breath surged in, continuously impacting his soul.

Boom!

A rumbling sound erupted.

Yang Tian felt the entire world change; he looked tightly at Wu Dan: "You're letting me break through into the second level of the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique?"

"Yes."

Wu Dan nodded.

Originally, she did not want to interfere too much with Yang Tian's cultivation; after all, the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique was too defiant of the natural order. Teaching Yang Tian was already breaking the rules, and if she helped Yang Tian cultivate further, fear that wouldn't end well for her if the Phoenix found out.

But Yang Tian was simply no match for the little boy.

If Yang Tian had not broken through to the second level of the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique, he would have likely died here today.

This was not something she wanted to see.

"Yang Tian, try not to duel with the little boy. He is a creature created by the Asura Founder long ago, his power is more terrifying than you imagine, and his current strength has only recovered to ten percent of its original!"

Wu Dan said seriously.

"So formidable?"

There was a flash of surprise in Yang Tian's eyes.

The Asura Princess said the little boy had fully regained all of his strength, but Wu Dan said the little boy had only recovered ten percent of his strength.

Doesn't that mean the little boy is more mysterious and powerful than imagined?

Even the Asura Princess doesn't know the true strength of the little boy?

Thinking of this, Yang Tian became more and more puzzled: "Does this little boy not even know his own strength?"

"Exactly, that's right!" Wu Dan nodded: "The little boy is a creature created during the Hongmeng period by the Founder of the Asura Realm. After hundreds of thousands of years passed, the Asura Race was created."

"That explains the little boy's strength."

Yang Tian clenched his fist.

Why use such a powerful Guardian Dragon to serve the Asura Princess?

Why not seize it and make it my steed?

This thought crossed his mind, filling Yang Tian's eyes with excitement. His figure flashed, and his soul retreated.

"Princess sister, I have captured him."

The little boy waved his hand, a Soul Lock wrapped around Yang Tian.

"Take him back to the Asura Court for trial!"

The Asura Princess said coldly, she brushed her hand lightly, and immediately, a crack appeared.

The little boy dragged Yang Tian toward the fissure.

However, soon, the little boy was stunned. He instinctively turned back to see that Yang Tian had already woken up, looking at him with interest, which changed his expression: "Yang Tian, you can actually resist my attack?"

His attack could put a strong person into slumber for thousands of years.

But Yang Tian woke up instantly.

How could that be possible?

"Xiao Dong, you called me big brother, from now on, follow me, as I'm the master you should serve!"

Yang Tian suddenly reached out and grabbed that Soul Lock.

Snap!

Yang Tian just lightly twisted, and the Soul Lock broke apart.

"What is going on?" The little boy's face changed dramatically: "Even the Asura Emperor and Asura Princess can't break free from my Soul Lock. How did you do it!"

Even the Asura Princess was stunned: "That's absolutely impossible! This Soul Lock is Xiao Dong's life artifact, even I can't break free, Yang Tian, are you joking!"

"Xiao Dong, the Seven Realms are changing, following the Asura Princess, clinging to old ways, will only get you left behind. You might as well come to my side, call me big brother, and I'll give you a powerful future."

Yang Tian said seriously.

"Not interested!"

The little boy said coldly, shaking his body, transforming into an Ancient Divine Dragon.

His lantern-sized eyes, sparkling dragon scales, and with a breath, turned the void into ice crystals, swinging his Dragon Claw, shattered the ice crystals; he was the Divine Dragon created by the Asura Founder in ancient times, only Xiao Dong himself didn't know he was the Ancient Divine Dragon, let alone the Asura Princess.

"I am determined to have this dragon!"

Yang Tian said, flying towards the Divine Dragon...