C9 (1/2)

Hong Ling stopped, he could no longer move any further, the pressure from the Five-clawed Golden Dragon was too strong, forcing him to the point where he could not breathe.

Right now, his body was abnormally weak. The only thing he could do was to mobilize his soul power within the Divine Court to resist the pressure of this Archaic Divine Beast.

The teenager activated his soul power and operated it in the soul circuit of the Primordial Spirit. His soul power was continuously produced and rushed out of his body to defend against the tyrannical might of the dragon.

”It seems that soul power is indeed effective in resisting the dragon's might!” Hong Ling felt a sense of pressure that was gradually becoming weaker and felt joy in his heart.

His injuries had yet to recover, and the threat Long Wei posed to him was just too great. If he wasn't careful, the scabbed wounds would reopen.

More than ten years had passed by now, and Hong Ling's use of soul power had become more and more familiar, no less so than his use of Authentic Qi s in his previous life. If not for this, it would be impossible for him to rely on his own strength to kill that many bandits while still in the midst of awakening.

He tried his best to calm his breathing. Hong Ling told him not to be so nervous, this Five-clawed Golden Dragon had already been dead for a long period of time, but its power was still present.

Even in the ancient times of the Conferred Gods, it was the incomparably powerful Holy Spirit of the Gods. But now, he had actually been fortunate enough to see a dead Five-clawed Golden Dragon, this made the youngster extremely shocked.

Hong Ling crawled out of the tunnel and landed on the wide bluestone altar inside the cave. He was currently still more than a dozen feet away from the gigantic Five-clawed Golden Dragon, but the moment he stepped onto the altar, the dragon's might suddenly increased by a step.

Hong Ling clenched his teeth, speeding up the circulation of his soul power, and endured the pain.

His body didn't stop moving, still moving slowly. He wanted to get closer to the divine dragon corpse, but as he moved forward, the dragon aura became even more powerful.

When the youth was only ten meters away from the dragon corpse, the dragon aura in the air already seemed to be real, blocking him and preventing him from advancing any further.

”What a strong pressure. I'm afraid even Old Man Han, who heavily injured his father and mother back then, is not as strong as this Five-clawed Golden Dragon!”

Hong Ling's eyes revealed a serious look. When he was alive, he did not know how powerful this True Dragon was, but after being dead for so many years, even the limestone on the altar had started to decay, its corpse was still extremely lifelike.

”Originally, this altar should have had many protective array formations, but as time passed, they completely broke. Otherwise, with my strength, I wouldn't have been able to enter this place!”

Hong Ling looked at the altar beneath him thoughtfully, then looked at the gigantic dragon corpse. The longer he stayed at the altar, the more terrifying he felt the Five-clawed Golden Dragon was. Before that, he couldn't even sense the existence of this big guy with his soul power.

In the past when they were hunting, Hong Ling had also encountered situations like this, where he had met powerful Demonic Beast s. However, he had also seen the corpses of dead Demonic Beast s before, and there was no pressure at all.

Just as the youth was about to enter a trance, the huge dragon corpse's eyeballs suddenly blinked once. Immediately after, a golden ray of light flashed and entered the youth's forehead.

With a honglong sound, thunder suddenly exploded in Hong Ling's Divine Hall, causing his hair to stand on end. In his consciousness, a Five-clawed Golden Dragon was quietly floating there, pouring down a monstrous dragon's might, pushing his consciousness to the edge of the Divine Hall.

”This is —” Hong Ling's breath quickened, as a sense of danger rose in his heart, ”This is the dragon soul of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon?”

The teenager groaned. The Five-clawed Golden Dragon swooped down from the sky above and fiercely crashed into his own consciousness and his consciousness was originally a ball of dense light. Under the impact of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, it instantly dissipated into countless specks of light.

The golden colored dragon soul smashed apart Hong Ling's consciousness, then roared, and then opened its mouth to ruthlessly inhale, causing's fragment of consciousness to be immediately swallowed a small half.

Ah!

Hong Ling held the head and cried out in pain, he never thought that this dragon corpse would have a dragon soul, and that the dragon soul would actually run to his own Divine Court, and devour his consciousness.

As the Dragon Soul slowly digested the fragments of Hong Ling's consciousness, he felt that his control over his body was a little strange, as if he was being rejected.

”Possession, this guy actually wants to devour my consciousness and rebirth from possession!”

But Hong Ling could do nothing about it. He realized that his consciousness had no form, and the Primordial Spirit could not even leave his body.

Roar, the golden dragon soul roared once again. It had already completely digested the consciousness fragments that it had swallowed, and now it was diving down once again.

”Damn it, does this guy have no consciousness to bully me!?”

Hong Ling was enraged, he had just thought of form, and in that moment, the soul power inside the Divine Hall started to boil.

This youth's soul power would normally float within the Divine Hall, and would only be moved out of his body when he needed it. But at this moment, under the influence of Hong Ling's subconsciousness, it slowly gathered into a figure.

”Isn't that my own Primordial Spirit?”

Seeing the figure appear, Hong Ling was horrified. Ever since the Primordial Spirit had fused with his body, he had always wanted to activate the Primordial Spirit, but was unable to do so. He could only activate the soul force produced by the Primordial Spirit.

”Body of consciousness? Could it be the Primordial Spirit's avatar?! ”

With regards to the unusual situation in front of him, even Hong Ling himself was not sure. This was because this Primordial Spirit Clone could not create its own soul circuit like the main Primordial Spirit, and was unable to generate its own soul power.

However, at this moment, he no longer had a way out. Under his orders, the remaining fragments of his consciousness quickly entered that soul.

”So that's how it is, so that's how it is. Hahahaha!” The youth was wild with joy, ”Soul power can actually reform into the body of a Primordial Spirit, but it must be supported by consciousness, otherwise it will dissipate once again.”

”In other words, the current Primordial Spirit is a simulation. He is only my Primordial Spirit Clone, but he can be used as he pleases.”

In the Divine Court, the young man's Primordial Spirit Clone was no different from his own body. He looked at the diving Dragon Soul with a focused gaze, and then fiercely threw a punch.

Soul power gathered in his hands, a strong feeling welled up in Hong Ling's heart. He controlled the Primordial Spirit and fiercely punched on the forehead of the golden dragon soul.