Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 1799: Chapter 1802: Burning Souls to Summon the Dragon and Annihilate the Eight-Headed

”It’s over!”

Li Yuan spoke with a pale face.

The expressions of despair reappeared in the eyes of the Dragon Saint and the Pope.

Jiang Chen’s face calmed down, and he looked at the Eight-Headed creature a thousand meters away, his gaze steady.

”Jiang Chen, despair! Everything about you is merely for me to take as a wedding garment. Once I consume you, I will become the True Dragon, hahaha...”

The Eight-Headed laughed aloud, its form flickering as it charged toward Jiang Chen.

”Eight-Headed, you seem to have forgotten something!”

Jiang Chen’s lips suddenly curved into a determined sneer, and he raised a finger toward the sky above.

”I would rather die than let you succeed!”

Rumble!

A cracking sound of thunder echoed, the thunderclouds above had already gathered, and the lightning was about to strike!

”Do you wish to die under the thunder? Do you think I will let you succeed?”

The Eight-Headed roared loudly and rushed toward Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen’s expression changed abruptly, his Second Soul quickly returned to his body, and he moved to retreat.

He would rather stall for time than let the Eight-Headed consume him.

But, can he really achieve that?

Looking at the Eight-Headed rapidly closing in, a trace of despair surged in Jiang Chen’s heart.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, a shadow swiftly rose from within the Eight-Headed’s body.

”Eight-Headed, dream on!”

The shadow hovered between the Eight-Headed and Jiang Chen, angrily pointing at the Eight-Headed in reprimand.

”Jiang Wuqing?! You’re not completely dead yet?”

The Eight-Headed was stunned, and it paused, its expression ferocious: ”Fine, perfect timing, I will let you watch as your descendants and successors are devoured by me, hahahaha...”

The insane laughter echoed across the entire sky, causing everyone to lose color.

Jiang Chen stood befuddled, staring blankly at the shadow in front of him.

This was the previous generation’s Dragon Descendant, the ancestor he revered...Jiang Wuqing?

To fight against the Eight-Headed, to help him, he only had a shadow gathered from a remnant soul!

And the same was done by Jiang Wuwei before and Ning Bufan.

Thinking about this, Jiang Chen’s eyes unknowingly became wet.

”Humph, Eight-Headed, you are dreaming!”

At this time, Jiang Wuqing’s shadow sneered, then turned to look at Jiang Chen.

”Are you Jiang Chen? Hahaha, very good, very good...”

With several praises, Jiang Wuqing’s shadow eyes revealed excitement, admiration, and comfort.

This was the elders’ feelings toward the descendants, the previous generation’s Dragon Descendant’s solace toward the next generation.

Upon seeing Jiang Chen, Jiang Wuqing had no more regrets in this life.

Thus, he did not say much but suddenly raised his arm and called: ”Wuwei, my brother, I sensed your presence, and Ning Bufan, come out, both of you!”

A call.

Under everyone’s astonished gaze, the stunned Jiang Chen suddenly trembled all over.

Then, two shadows soared out of his Sea of Consciousness.

Equally, shadows formed from two remnant souls.

Jiang Wuwei! Ning Bufan!

”Hahaha, brother...”

”Hey, Jiang Wuqing, not seen for a long time, and you’ve become like this? Haha.”

Both laughed simultaneously, looking at Jiang Wuqing’s shadow, their eyes full of vibrant spirit.

”Yeah, we’ve finally reunited, so come on! Haha.”

Jiang Wuqing was also all smiles, looking at Jiang Wuwei and Ning Bufan’s shadows, his eyes smiling.

Jiang Wuwei and Ning Bufan were also looking at Jiang Wuqing, smiling and nodding.

Hundreds of years ago, they may have been brothers or enemies.

But at this moment, they need no longer speak another word, their hearts are already connected.

They all understand what they need to do next.

Because they all have a common enemy, Eight-Headed!

Moreover, they all have a common successor, Jiang Chen!

”This...”

”How is it possible?”

”The ancestor is not dead?”

Jiang Chen, Eight-Headed, and everyone around were extremely shocked.

None of them expected that Jiang Wuwei and Ning Bufan had retained a remnant soul.

Meanwhile, Jiang Wuqing, Jiang Wuwei, and Ning Bufan, who were smiling at each other, suddenly extended both hands.

Instantly, their remnant souls connected together.

Then, a radiant light burst from the remnant souls of the three, and they shouted together:

”Burn our remnant souls, summon Lord Ancestral Dragon, awaken, Lord Ancestral Dragon...”

With this summon, the remnant souls of the three suddenly ignited, transforming into soul smoke.

”No...”

Jiang Chen instantly burst into tears, consumed by grief.

He couldn’t even hear the last summoning calls of the three clearly.

His heart had been filled with sorrow.

But the Eight-Headed heard it clearly, its face turned pale in shock, staring at the stream of soul smoke incredulously.

Seeing the soul smoke in an instant poured into Jiang Chen’s Sea of Consciousness.

”Ah—”

Then, in the midst of everyone’s stunned gaze, a sigh as if from ancient times echoed in Jiang Chen’s mind.

Whoosh!

Then, streams of golden light emanated from Jiang Chen’s body, and a Golden Divine Dragon flew out from Jiang Chen’s forehead.

”Lord Ancestral Dragon!?”

The Dragon Saint was the first to react, hurrying to bow in salute!

”Greetings, Lord Ancestral Dragon!”

”Salutations to Lord Ancestral Dragon!”

The Pope and Li Yuan both bowed, their eyes full of excitement.

”Ancestral Dragon!? How is this possible! How can you still exist within his Sea of Consciousness!? Impossible!”

The Eight-Headed exclaimed in panic.

The Ancestral Dragon calmly said, ”Eight-Headed, back then, my Primordial Spirit trailed you, forcing you to split and hide the Saint Dragon Sword. I thought you knew, but it turns out you didn’t know that within the Saint Dragon Sword was an imprint of my Primordial Spirit. When the Divine Sword was disassembled, my Primordial Spirit fell asleep. Now the Divine Sword has been reassembled, and with Jiang Wuqing and the others igniting their souls to call upon me, my Primordial Spirit naturally awakens.”

The Eight-Headed was momentarily stunned, then his face turned to wild joy, a sinister expression saying, ”Just a Primordial Spirit, haha! You’re just a mere Primordial Spirit, haha, what can a Primordial Spirit do to me? Huh? What can you do to me?”

”Stubbornly unrepentant!”

The Golden Divine Dragon coldly glanced at the Eight-Headed, then looked at Jiang Chen with complex eyes:

”Mr. Jiang, I originally intended to guide your path, but it seems there is no opportunity now. Remember, the Divine Sword needs to be nurtured by the Divine Soul. Only when you can freely command the Divine Sword can you practice the Holy Dragon Sword Arts. As for that set of Cultivation Techniques, it’s an auxiliary method for the Holy Dragon Sword Arts. I can’t stay by your side anymore, the path ahead depends on you!”

Jiang Chen wiped his tears, looking at the Golden Divine Dragon in front of him, feeling a whirl of emotions within his heart.

At this moment, he had completely understood that the appearance of the Cultivation Techniques, the memories from dreams, the teachings of ancestors Jiang Wuqing and Jiang Wuwei, and everything experienced along the way were not just the work of the Eight-Headed, but also part of the Ancestral Dragon’s plans.

This plan was also meant for the descent of the True Dragon Martial Spirit, but their purposes were completely different.

At this moment, Jiang Chen’s heart filled with gratitude toward the Ancestral Dragon!

”The path ahead?”

The Eight-Headed laughed wildly, ”Haha... Ancestral Dragon, this boy has no future, his future is my success!”

Shu!

The Eight-Headed moved swiftly towards Jiang Chen.

”The reason Eight-Headed can withstand the True Dragon Martial Spirit is that he integrated my Dragon Soul and Essence Blood into his Divine Soul. Now, I will extract the Dragon Soul and Essence Blood from this body, the rest is up to you!”

The Golden Divine Dragon instructed, its form flickering, charging straight at the Eight-Headed.

”Get out of my way!”

Unease involuntarily appeared in the Eight-Headed’s eyes. Even though he was facing just a mere Primordial Spirit Power, one that didn’t really have any power, there was still an indelible fear deep down his heart.

This feeling made Eight-Headed especially loathsome, he was unwilling to remain forever living in the shadow of the Ancestral Dragon.

”Roar!”

With a furious roar, the Eight-Headed opened his bloody maw and directly swallowed the Golden Divine Dragon.

”What!?”

”Lord Ancestral Dragon!”

The Dragon Saint and others cried out in shock, the hope that surged from the appearance of the Ancestral Dragon’s Primordial Spirit was instantly extinguished!

”Haha! Ancestral Dragon, you finally were defeated by me once! Haha... you are not invincible! You cannot become my shadow, nor my Heart Demon! Haha...”

The Eight-Headed laughed to the sky.

”You’re too naive!”

Suddenly, the voice of the Ancestral Dragon echoed from within the Eight-Headed’s massive body.

Clap, clap, clap!

Golden rays of light began to emerge from the Eight-Headed’s body, illuminating the entire sky, and at the same time, the shattered space around the Eight-Headed instantly stabilized.

”This is the Power of Space mastered by my Dragon Clan. Mr. Jiang, I cannot guide you anymore, should you have the chance, be sure to master the Power of Space, only then can you truly unleash the powers of the Saint Dragon Sword and the Holy Dragon Sword Arts!”

The Ancestral Dragon’s voice sounded again.

”Damn it! What are you doing?”

The Eight-Headed’s face became chaotic with panic, and his aura suddenly became unstable.

”I’m merely retrieving what’s mine, Eight-Headed. One day, you’ll pay for what you’ve done!”

The Ancestral Dragon’s voice echoed once more.

At the same time, golden lights shot out from within the Eight-Headed, converging in the air into a drop of ancient aura-infused golden blood and a phantom dragon-shaped soul force.

”No! It’s mine! It’s mine!”

The Eight-Headed was thoroughly panicked, casting a fearful glance at the weakened True Dragon Martial Spirit. He moved, intending to seize the blood and soul force.

”Mr. Jiang, do not be saddened any longer, strive to improve your strength. You will have the chance to resurrect your two ancestors, and we will meet on Dragon Island in the end...

Dragon boy, I leave Mr. Jiang to you!”

The golden light on the Eight-Headed evaporated, with the voice of the Ancestral Dragon sounding in the air.

Swish, swish!

The golden blood drop and dragon-shaped soul force sped out into the air, the blood drop entering the brow of the Dragon Saint, and the soul force merging into the True Dragon Martial Soul.

Buzz!

A surge of ancient aura emanated from the Dragon Saint, bursting into radiant golden light, and the wounds all over his body healed in an instant.

”No! That’s mine! Give it back!”

The Eight-Headed cried out in a panic, casting a glance at the True Dragon Martial Spirit, gritting his teeth, and his form swiftly charged towards the Dragon Saint, trying to reclaim the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood.

”Eight-Headed, go to hell!”

Suddenly, Jiang Chen let out a roar filled with irrepressible fury.

Roar!

Then, a resounding dragon roar echoed, and a surge of powerful Martial Soul aura erupted from Jiang Chen’s True Dragon Martial Soul, glaring fiercely at the Eight-Headed, and instantly appeared before him.

”No!”

The Eight-Headed cried out in fear, trying to retreat.

Too late!

Snap!

The True Dragon Martial Soul’s massive mouth opened wide, swallowing the Eight-Headed whole!

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

At the moment of devouring the Eight-Headed, surges of immense soul force radiated from the True Dragon Martial Soul.

All over the True Dragon Martial Soul, brilliant mystical light shimmered.

Subsequently, the True Dragon Martial Soul moved, hovering above Jiang Chen’s head, suspended in mid-air.

Jiang Chen stood there, eyes wide open with anger, unmoving, standing on auspicious clouds, the True Dragon overhead.

As if a mad god!

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PS: This is a substantial Chapter, finally the Eight-Headed is vanquished.