717 Dragon Swallowing Secret Technique (2/2)

”I thought that Little Five would be able to break free from evil and be that person's disciple. That both of us could still be Brothers.”

That golden armored middle-aged man looked impassively at Aoman, there was no fluctuation at all.

”However, looking at the situation you still hate me right?”

Aokun didn't reply. He did in fact hate him, huge Heaven covering hate! All the oceans in the world couldn't wash it clean.

However, he didn't need to say those words and just needed to do it.

”So you want to go against that person and take revenge on me? Did you think it through...”

Aokun didn't reply, only calmly smiling and looking over. The tone of the golden-armored middle-aged man finally had some fluctuation.

”You were sealed because of me. If you want revenge, you can just find me, don't you know that you shouldn't involve one's family? Aoman is your Nephew!”

Aokun's face was instantly ice cold. Although he was smiling, it was extremely cold and stiff.

”Don't involve family! Then how did Yue'er die?”

The middle-aged man was startled. He sighed and the light instantly disappeared.

”Forget it! Do what you want with my Third Son! Only the next time we meet, only one of us will live!”

”Father save me! Father don't leave, Father...”

Aoman panicked, seemingly realizing his fate. He cried out and begged.

That image disappeared within several breaths. That intent also dissipated, not existing in this world.

Aokun laughed out loud, shaking the clouds with a maniacal intent.

With a finger he doted on the Dragon Pellet.

What seemed like an indestructible pellet had ripple-like patterns on it.

Moments later it broke apart, turning into pieces of golden sand. It then charged into Aokun's chest and seeped into his body.

Aoman only felt extreme pain, like he was being tortured. Looking at the situation, he didn't cry out, but stared right at Aokun, his eyes filled with fear.

”Dragon Swallowing Secret Technique, you are using the Dragon Swallowing Secret Technique! Aokun you are crazy! The person who uses this is the enemy of our Dragon race!”

His pupils constricted, only to see Seven Dragon Shadows circling behind Aokun.

He had a pained expression, raising his claws at Aokun and giving out a vicious roar.

Aoman's voice rang out once more.

”Three God Realm, four Celestial Realm. Aokun you...”

He couldn't any more words. His Uncle had swallowed seven Dragon Pellets.

Based on Dragon race law, his bones should be broken, his Dragon Pellet taken, and then he would be sent into the Dragon Transformation Pool never to break free.

Aokun laughed, blood flowing down from his eyes.

Crazy? He might really be crazy!

Now he only wished to be strong, so strong that he was on that person's level. It didn't matter what method he used.

”Do you know why am I able to merge with the Dragon Pellet of that Destruction Dragon?”

Aoman was startled. Aokun didn't take back his own Cause and Effect Dragon Pellet, but instead merged with the pellet in the Third Dragon Hall?

”That was because we faced the same encounters! We hated the Dragon Race, so why not just destroy it...”

He spoke impassively as he reached out with his hand, pulling out Aoman's soul. Then, a red glow appeared on his palm and threads of Soul Power were being sucked into his palm.

In just a moment, one more Purple Gold Dragon Shadow appeared behind Aokun.

It was filled with violent intent as it roared furiously at Aokun. However, following this a ball of red appeared behind him.

It suppressed this Eighth Dragon Shadow.

An extremely profound rune appeared on his brow. His Dragon Power swelled and condensed before calming down.

He reached out once more and a red glow appeared on his palm.

”I'm actually Intermediate Saint Realm?”

Aokun's was slightly surprised. He thought about it for a moment and then laughed.

”He actually ate the Mysterious Dragon Creation Pill. My brother really loves him, the medicinal properties aren't finished, what a benefit for me.”

He shook his head and then frowned.

Destruction Power, Instant Space Power, Cause and Effect Power. He was most familiar with the last one, but was unable to grasp it as freely as before.

It seemed like he still needed to take back that pellet of his sooner rather than later.

His brows rose up, Dragon Blood sensing something.

Zong Shou?

Aokun smiled. It seemed like he had to make a trip back...