Chapter 1842

"Your cultivation is still weak; you cannot touch this deathly aura." Chen Chuyang turned back and warned: He and the black goat have nothing to do with it, so their souls won't be scattered by the deathly aura; the little carp can't—she, a True Person Realm cultivator, cannot bear this terrifying deathly aura.

Dragon Might and deathly aura mixed together, forming a unique terrifying impact. This True Dragon corpse is stronger than the Black Water Flood Dragon; in life it must have been at least one level stronger. When such a high-level being dies, the deathly aura it erupts is truly terrifying.

The little carp obediently stayed behind Chen Chuyang, going nowhere and doing nothing. She could feel the terror of that deathly aura and knew the threat it posed to her; she could neither devour it nor... withstand the impact.

"This deathly aura is the rotting qi of a True Dragon, combined with the True Dragon's resentment, forming a deathly aura of extraordinary power, carrying the True Dragon's unwillingness to die. Merely this resentment is enough to shatter the souls of anyone below the Tribulation Realm; the closer one is, the greater the threat."

"You are different from us; your mind is not strong enough and your soul is relatively weak, so you must be the most careful."

"A True Dragon's corpse is not something just anyone can touch; this thing, if one is even slightly careless, becomes deadly poison."

"I never expected this True Dragon to really die—tsk tsk, such a great True Dragon would not die easily unless it courted death."

Chen Chuyang was quite surprised; a True Dragon's lifespan is very long, and it does not die easily—as long as they don't court death or act recklessly, they won't die easily. This True Dragon clearly hasn't reached the end of its life; its death is not due to reaching its lifespan limit, so the resentment emanating from it is very strong.

Unwilling, that resentment surged upward to the heavens.

It is certain that this True Dragon is indeed dead; even dead, it must guard this place, not allowing anyone to go below. To advance even a step, one must pass through its corpse, and its corpse is a trap.

If anyone dares to attack the True Dragon's corpse, the deathly aura impact it erupts is no joke—those in the Tribulation Realm will be blown to death; even if lucky and not killed outright, it's hardly different from being dead, as the deathly aura enters the body and Dragon Might shatters the soul, after which... there is no possibility of recovery.

"Kid, be careful, don't touch this True Dragon's corpse." Heishanyang warned carefully: "A True Dragon's corpse is more dangerous; even dead, its residual might remains, and moreover, this True Dragon has compressed its resentment inside its body—once we touch it, it will explode."

"The deathly aura and Dragon Might will impact us; we two are fine, but the little carp cannot withstand it."

"I know." Chen Chuyang surveyed the True Dragon corpse before him, not acting immediately nor intending to touch it; instead he circled the dragon, examining every part once.

We must make sure this True Dragon is dead, and also make sure that after confirming it poses no threat.

Heishanyang and the little carp watched Chen Chuyang's actions; they said nothing, always ready to retreat from the spot.

Chen Chuyang stepped forward, stroking the True Dragon's corpse, touching its scales, feeling that icy cold; the dragon had been dead a long time, its corpse was icy cold, lacking the warmth of flesh and any bodily sensation.

After circling the True Dragon once, Chen Chuyang carefully examined every corner of its corpse, muttering: "Strange, this True Dragon has no wounds, no scars—why did it die?"

"How did it die? And it still carries such terrifying resentment."

"That's unreasonable—this doesn't look like a normal death; perhaps something went wrong inside his body, or his cultivation went awry."

Chen Chuyang fell into doubt, reached out again to touch the True Dragon's corpse, and let his Spiritual Sense seep in bit by bit to examine the interior condition; the exterior showed nothing specific, but inside one could discern some problems.

As his Spiritual Sense slowly permeated and entered the True Dragon's body, Chen Chuyang's brows furrowed tightly upon seeing it.

"His internal organs have been corroded away; this power prevents him from living, which is why he harbors such great resentment."

"Who exactly did this to him, causing his internal body to collapse?"

"This power, this aura, corrodes his internal organs, causing his interior to break down first, leading to a total collapse of his inner body that cannot be repaired, so he naturally dies."

"What a miserable death—his entire body has been corroded away; I don't know if his soul still exists."

Chen Chuyang examined his internal organs; they were gone, leaving only an empty hull.

That dragon pearl was also dim and lusterless, emitting a rotting aura, no longer possessing its former brilliance; this True Dragon died beyond death. Chen Chuyang approached the dragon pearl, wanting to take it—even if corroded, it remains a dragon pearl and still holds great use.

Unfortunately, the True Dragon's internal organs are gone, its bloodline seems impure as well; this corpse has become a poisonous thing.

Deadly poison spreads throughout the body; those rotting vapors mean anyone who touches them dies.

"A body full of deadly poison—once contaminated, it cannot be expelled."

This poison is not an ordinary toxin; it acts upon the body, soul, and lifespan, making it far more terrifying and deadly than ordinary toxins.

Chen Chuyang dared not act recklessly; those rotting vapors were extremely strange. He tried to absorb a bit to see if he could; his Primordial True Qi transformed, but the transformation slowed, much slower than ordinary true qi, and moreover, this rotting vapor resisted, attempting to devour his Primordial True Qi.

However, its resistance was futile; it was quickly swallowed, and the transformed energy was relatively abundant, also boosting his Primordial True Qi.

This boost in efficiency was terrifyingly high, surpassing any other kind of qi—be it demonic power, ghostly qi, or yin qi—none could compare to these rotting vapors; Chen Chuyang couldn't help but reach out to touch the dragon pearl and begin devouring the rotting vapors on it.

The vapors attached to the dragon pearl were the most terrifying, yet they were also relatively easy to devour.

That dragon pearl is very useful; it cannot simply be... discarded.

Step by step, he happened upon this True Dragon corpse; to just discard it would be a pity. Chen Chuyang would not waste it so—upon seeing a treasure, he would take it away no matter what, otherwise he would regret it.

As for whether it can be used, we'll talk about that later; once brought back, we'll naturally think of a way to use it.

Anything has its use; even a poisonous thing, once in his hands, becomes useful.

After devouring and transforming, the rotting vapors were swallowed; the dragon pearl gained luster, no longer a black mass.

Inside, something seemed to awaken; after all the rotting vapors within the dragon pearl were devoured, Chen Chuyang sensed a faint soul—the True Dragon's corpse soul still alive, residing within the pearl, merely fallen into slumber.

His body is beyond salvation; his soul remains only as a single thread, and it's of little use.

That thread of soul opened its eyes, fixed on Chen Chuyang; upon meeting, within the dragon soul, Dragon Might erupted, directly suppressing Chen Chuyang's soul.