Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 1518: Chapter 1521: Success

The Golden Divine Dragon laughed heartily, then lowered its head to look at the Pope:

”Young A’erfa, you only need to circulate your Inner Qi and relinquish control. Let me take over!”

”Alright!” The Pope nodded and closed his eyes.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Pope fully unleashed his Inner Qi, his entire being radiating an immense, holy aura. Divine rays of light emitted from his body.

”Seal this place!” The Golden Divine Dragon cast a momentary glance at Dragon Saint and the others.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Dragon Saint and the others trembled slightly, as powerful energies surged forth and sealed the entire chamber tightly!

The Golden Divine Dragon glanced at the Blood Fury Dragon, nodded faintly, then with a flicker of its form, it directly entered the Pope’s forehead. The Pope’s expression shifted slightly but returned to normal almost instantly.

”Your Holiness!”

Fa Rang cried out in alarm.

”I’m fine!” The Pope responded softly, his eyes still closed.

The Blood Fury Dragon cast a look at the Pope and then lowered its gaze to Jiang Chen below, its eyes glimmering with hope. It murmured appreciatively, ”Young one, don’t disappoint us — grow strong quickly!”

Whoosh!

As soon as the Blood Fury Dragon finished speaking, its form exploded into a cascade of crimson light, merging into Jiang Chen’s body.

Roar!

Roar!

Two loud and penetrating dragon cries resounded, as two ethereal dragon shadows emerged from above Jiang Chen’s head. The dragon shadows carried Jiang Chen’s aura and exuded overwhelming might.

”I didn’t expect this brat’s Martial Soul to have been nurtured to such a degree; it actually saved us quite a bit of trouble!” The Golden Divine Dragon’s voice rang from the void: ”Young A’erfa, amplify the Holy Light with all your might!”

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Following the voice of the Golden Divine Dragon, the Holy Light radiating from the Pope intensified, forming a flowing river of light that surged toward Jiang Chen.

Roar!

A dragon’s cry echoed as golden brilliance radiated from the Pope, merging with the Holy Light and flowing into Jiang Chen’s body.

Roar! Roar!

The two Martial Souls hovering above Jiang Chen simultaneously emitted a resonant roar, then slowly descended into Jiang Chen’s body.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Jiang Chen’s body trembled violently, as waves of domineering, violent, majestic, and bloodthirsty energy erupted chaotically.

”This...”

The former emperor and others watched in astonishment, their eyes filled with worry.

”Don’t worry, Lord Ancestral Dragon is helping Mr. Jiang harmonize his aura and expel impure Inner Qi.” Dragon Saint reassured softly.

Everyone fixed their tense gazes on Jiang Chen, whose body was simultaneously emitting flashes of golden, crimson, gray, and white light. His entire being had transformed into a large cocoon of light!

Roar! Roar!

Two dragon cries rang out as the two Martial Souls materialized once again.

The Martial Souls now bore an aura of antiquity — an essence inherited from the Golden Divine Dragon and the Blood Fury Dragon!

”Unite!”

”Unite!”

Two intertwined voices boomed from within Jiang Chen’s body.

Roar!

The two Martial Souls bellowed simultaneously, their resonant dragon cries piercing the heavens.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Radiant lights burst from the two Martial Souls as they swiftly intertwined, beginning a slow fusion process.

”Martial Soul fusion?!” The former emperor and others watched in disbelief, their eyes brimming with amazement.

Yue Tianzheng murmured in shock, ”Martial Souls can actually fuse? This... this...”

”Martial Soul fusion is possible — it’s a cultivation technique from ancient times. Mr. Jiang... is practicing ancient techniques!”

Dragon Saint spoke solemnly, staring straight at the fusing Martial Souls, his gaze glowing with anticipation.

Only Dragon Saint understood the implication of the fusion. It signified the reunion of two fragmented wills from ancient times. Although merely remnants, it was the precursor to true unity. If Jiang Chen could complete this fusion smoothly, it would mean...

Dragon Saint’s eyes burned fervently as his gaze lingered on the merging Martial Souls, envisioning the future wherein two genuine Divine Dragons reunite as one.

Roar!

A thunderous dragon cry rang forth. Just as the Martial Souls neared complete fusion, they emitted an archaic aura before plunging into Jiang Chen’s body.

Dragon Saint flinched, his eyes betraying a moment of panic, and exclaimed in shock, ”Did it fail?!”

”It succeeded!”

The Golden Divine Dragon’s voice reverberated in Dragon Saint’s mind: ”Young Dragon, remember, do not let this boy display his Martial Soul recklessly. The True Dragon Soul must not be revealed casually. When the True Dragon appears, heaven and earth will tremble! Only in life-and-death crises may the Martial Soul be shown; otherwise, it could draw the attention of ancient beings — and then, trouble might arise!”

Dragon Saint nodded respectfully.

”Young Dragon, this marks our ultimate severance from this world. Please take care of Young Jiang. Remember, he symbolizes the future!”

The Golden Divine Dragon’s voice echoed once more in Dragon Saint’s mind. Dragon Saint’s gaze grew grave as he nodded again.

Roar!

Whoosh!

A resonant dragon cry resounded from within Jiang Chen’s body, followed by a surge of commanding, reckless energies that seamlessly merged into a primordial, vast aura.

Buzz! Buzz!

The aura settled, merging entirely into Jiang Chen’s body. Immediately, his form began radiating dazzling Holy Light.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The river of Holy Light pouring from the Pope surged violently, rushing into Jiang Chen’s body at full speed.

The Pope furrowed his brows, his face pale, yet he did not halt the flow of Holy Light. He gritted his teeth and persisted in his efforts.

This Holy Light was transformed from the Pope’s Inner Qi. Such continuous output would soon result in complete depletion of his Inner Qi, yet he showed no intention to resist, steadfastly pouring out his power.

”Your Holiness, use the Holy Staff!” Fa Rang perceived the imminent danger of Inner Qi exhaustion and urgently advised.

”No, using the Holy Staff would leave Ye Hehua’s mark within Mr. Jiang’s body. If that were an option, A’erfa would have long since used the Holy Staff to strengthen the Holy Light!” Dragon Saint spoke gravely.

Fa Rang paused briefly, frowning deeply as his gaze grew complex. Through the exchange between the two dragons earlier, he had begun sensing the truth.

Now, witnessing the Pope willingly risking Inner Qi depletion without resorting to the Holy Staff, coupled with Dragon Saint’s explanation, Fa Rang suddenly realized a vital issue. That realization shook the foundation of his lifelong faith, causing slight turmoil within him!

The Pope’s face grew increasingly pale, his forehead drenched in cold sweat. His entire body began trembling — he was clearly approaching his limits!

Buzz!

Just then, Jiang Chen’s body emitted a faint repelling force, severing the absorption of the Pope’s Holy Light.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The cessation of the Holy Light river caused the Pope to stagger backward a few steps!

”Your Holiness!”

Fa Rang hurriedly reached out to support the Pope, his voice laden with concern: ”Are you alright?”

”I’m fine!” The Pope glanced at Fa Rang and replied wearily, ”I know you have many questions. Once Mr. Jiang awakens, I will explain everything!”

Fa Rang’s eyes grew increasingly conflicted, and he nodded lightly.