Essence Devouring Art

’If the entire force were equipped with this...’

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Before the snow-colored Candle Dragon could ponder further.

Outside this dark expanse of spacetime, it was as if massive Little Cosmoses were crashing down. The aura of Fierce Demons pressed in on spacetime, sealing it completely, pulling at the universal Magnetic Field of the battlefield like a great attractor.

The surrounding battlefield!

Was a complete vacuum!

Below the level of Great Venerable Twenty Heavens!

None had the right to even approach!

”What are those monsters?”

On the battlefield outside.

The armies of the Dragon-slaying Battlefield and the Golden Dragon Clan finally noticed the strangeness in this corner of the battlefield.

They saw seventy-three abstract, colorful, and indescribably majestic Demon Gods surrounding a dark, heavenly abyss.

”Pfft! Let’s go, now!”

”What in the world is...”

”Oh no, that place!”

Below the rank of Great Venerable.

They didn’t even have the right to observe!

The instant the countless soldiers saw those seventy-three indescribable Demon Gods.

Information from the Magnetic Field, exceeding the limits of what their Divine Souls could bear, devoured their spirits like a black hole. They either suffered grievous spiritual damage or went mad, screaming horribly.

But some of the Great Venerables from the Golden Dragon Clan...

...understood in their hearts what was happening on that battlefield. An ultimate bloodline was being captured, and they absolutely could not be disturbed!

”For the future, kill!”

A group of Great Venerables from the Golden True Dragon Race went completely berserk. They recklessly disengaged from their opponents and charged toward that dark battlefield!

Before the war began.

The titans of Mountain and Sea had promised.

If the Golden Dragon Clan performed exceptionally, they would be given one chance to breed in the future!

The temptation was too terrifyingly great!

If the offspring born from an ultimate bloodline were to then procreate and renew the clan from within, the Golden True Dragon Race might even become a top-tier Di Race!

”The Candle Dragon Race?”

”What are they trying to do? What being are they taking from the battlefield?”

”Stop them! Kill!”

The many Great Venerables of the Dragon-slaying Battlefield.

The moment the Great Venerables of the Golden True Dragon Race made their strange move, they too locked onto that battlefield traversing toward the True Dragon Fortress and discovered the presence of the Candle Dragon Race!

The Candle Dragon Race.

The Mountain and Sea First Emperor Clan!

Under normal circumstances, they couldn’t enter the Six Celestial Passes and were only active in the Seventh and Eighth Celestial Passes.

But now, they had appeared here of all places.

And it seemed they had abducted something.

This made the Great Venerables of the Dragon-slaying Battlefield smell a conspiracy.

Whatever the enemy wants to do!

We must resolutely destroy it, no matter what it is!

This was the recognized iron law of the battlefield!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Outside the dark domain sealed by the Quasi-Emperor Weapons.

Spacetime collapsed, and the domain swirled into a vortex!

The Seventy-Three Primordial Demons.

After receiving Wu Dao’s command, they swiftly unleashed the Divine Image Heaven of their Primordial Magnetic Armor. Controlled by the Star Mother, they arrived as reinforcements at full speed, carrying Killing Artifacts!

”Kill!!”

After reaching the dark territory.

The Seventy-Three Primordial Demons didn’t hesitate for a moment. They unleashed one top-tier Great Venerable Divine Weapon after another, illuminating the endless darkness as they bombarded the domain sealed by the three Quasi-Emperor Weapons.

”Damn it!”

The snow-colored Candle Dragon’s perfect face instantly darkened as she felt immense pressure.

The main power of the three Quasi-Emperor Weapons was focused on dealing with Wu Dao’s Sacred Spirit Stone Plate.

Under these circumstances.

The Seventy-Three Primordial Demons were all equipped with Primordial Magnetic Armor restored to the level of Great Venerable Twenty Heavens, and they were attacking with the Mighty Power of peak Great Venerable Divine Weapons.

Suddenly, the tables were turned.

She became a turtle in its shell. Her physical body was constantly being shaken to the point of cracking, forcing her to reveal her true form—a majestic, snow-jade Candle Dragon—to withstand the assault.

”Big Sister, save me!”

”No, I was wrong!”

But when it rains, it pours.

Within the dark domain.

The golden and pink Candle Dragons had exhausted all their tricks. They unleashed all sorts of Great Divine Techniques in a desperate struggle, but Wu Dao was immune to all of them!

Anyone with eyes could see.

It was a crisis from both within and without!

Unless they gave up on Wu Dao and used the full power of the Quasi-Emperor Weapons to rescue the others and escape, the two little female dragons were sure to die today!

But...

”Second Sister, Third Sister, don’t forget, we prepared for the worst before we came.”

The snow-colored Candle Dragon spoke coldly while enduring the attacks of the Seventy-Three Primordial Demons. The full power of the Quasi-Emperor Weapons remained focused on maintaining the stability of the cage, showing no intention of a rescue.

Obviously.

The lives of the two little female dragons...

...were nothing compared to the value of capturing Wu Dao. As long as they could deliver Wu Dao to the True Dragon Fortress, it would all be worth it!

”Be good. I’m not some kind of Demon.”

Inside the dark domain.

Wu Dao looked at the two once-arrogant little female dragons, now terrified under his grasp, and couldn’t help but speak in a soft, gentle voice.

Then.

SPLASH~

The sound of the churning Sea of Suffering arose.

Wu Dao was a man of his word!

’Human pets, was it?’

’Let’s see just how durable you two are!’

”No... Ugh!”

The moment the sound of the Sea of Suffering began.

The two little female dragons seemed to feel an endless, evil shadow pressing down on them, and they instinctively began to struggle and resist violently.

However, it was useless.

A few moments later.

”Tsk, is that all?”

Wu Dao listlessly released the two female Candle Dragons. There was no need to restrain them anymore; they had completely taken on his ”color.”

He glanced down.

One gold, one pink.

The two Candle Dragons, who moments before had been noble and inviolable, were now drooling and as obedient as little puppies.

”Want to eat... Awoo!”

”Please... *whimper*.”

They constantly wagged their tails and begged for affection.

”...”

Seeing this, the snow-colored Candle Dragon’s eyes filled with endless humiliation and pain, but she still gritted her teeth and chose to ignore it.

’It’s worth it!’

’All sacrifices are worth it!’

She hypnotized herself with these thoughts.

”Do you love me?”

Wu Dao stroked the two Candle Dragons, who had become as soft and pliant as silk wrapped around a finger. His voice was utterly domineering, yet tinged with a merciful, bestowing sort of love.

”Love... We love the Great King the most.”

The two Candle Dragons twined around Wu Dao, drool streaming from their mouths. They answered without the slightest hesitation, from the bottom of their hearts, the adoration in their dragon eyes thick enough to be honey.

”Hahaha, good!”

Wu Dao let out a wild, evil laugh. Black holes, jagged like the maws of Fierce Beasts, appeared on his Primordial Magnetic Armor as he said gently:

”Then let us blend like milk and water, loving each other until we are inseparable. That is true love!”