Chapter 251: The Greedy Flood Dragon Revealed, Stepping into the Hope of the Starry Sky
Half a year later, near the World Passage.
"... My Juanzhu, go forth. Plunder every precious treasure from the other side to your heart's content, and scout the path clear for the forces that follow."
Gazing at the passage — as always like a whirlpool — Baichuan slowly turned his head and swept a look over the four Juanzhu and a contingent of second-generation ancient dragons behind him who could barely contain themselves. Without further delay or needless words, he brought the final mobilization of this expedition to a close.
Because everything that needed to be said and warned had already been said over the past half year.
As Baichuan's words fell, the ancient dragons led by the Primordial Dragon, the Green Sea Dragon, the Black Dragon, and the Celestial Dragon spread their Dragon Wings and headed straight for the World Passage, then slowly vanished from this world.
As for why only four Juanzhu went on this trip — first, because among the dead gods he had only found five mysterious Space Rings so far; second, because this Main World still needed some forces left behind to defend it.
Baichuan had no desire to be stirring up trouble on the other side while his own nest got stolen behind his back.
Even though, after learning of the existence of other worlds, he no longer regarded this nest as particularly important.
Then, casting a glance at the now-empty surroundings, he slowly drifted toward the edge of the passage.
After all this delay, he had finally found the Time to experience the World Passage — and true Space itself — firsthand.
Before he had even truly touched it, merely approaching the edge, Baichuan already felt his surroundings beginning to turn somewhat illusory, as if the boundaries of Space had become blurred at this moment. The scene before his eyes flickered and switched ceaselessly, as if with a single wave of his claw he could appear in two places at once.
The sensation was exceedingly strange, and from deep within the passage came a faint, peculiar suction.
That suction waxed and waned — at its strongest it seemed capable of yanking him straight in, at its weakest so faint one might miss it without paying close attention.
After a careful round of feeling it out, knowing he could not grasp anything deeper, Baichuan did not hesitate any longer and plunged straight in.
In an instant, he felt a fragile binding sensation, as if he had burrowed into a peculiar, narrow, fragile tunnel. He could feel that with just a little force he could blast this binding apart on the spot — but his keen intuition told him: do not do that!
Because once the passage was destroyed, he within it would instantly have to bear head-on the full brunt of the violent energy that the fragile binding had been holding back — an energy like a raging ocean, not only terrifyingly fearsome but also "razor-sharp"!
So this is what it feels like to traverse Space?
The thought flashed through Baichuan's mind instinctively, and the next moment he found himself standing atop an Ice Plains of ice and snow.
In an instant, a tremendous wave of weakness washed over Baichuan's heart, as if a portion of his power had diminished.
But Baichuan paid it no mind, because he had long anticipated this situation.
That weakness was nothing more than the result of suddenly leaving an environment that, no matter where, had been wrapped in his energy.
This was a strange world; here, between heaven and earth, his boundless energy no longer suffused everything.
So, naturally, his power had grown far weaker compared to what it had been on that planet.
But for a Flood Dragon like him, whose every ounce of might belonged entirely to himself — did external augmentation of power even matter?
It did not.
At a single glance, between heaven and earth stretched nothing but a vast expanse of white. Above, the sky was filled with the "whoosh, whoosh" of the wind — a biting gale carrying fine flakes of snow and ice crystals, a terrifying cold wind capable of freezing ordinary life into chunks of ice and tearing them apart.
Even in this harsh environment, Baichuan — rarely — felt a faint trace of chill, so much so that the scorching temperature within his body instantly rose by quite a bit.
This was an exceedingly rare occurrence; one had to remember that he possessed an extremely powerful resistance to cold, and his body's temperature had always been a scorching, blazing heat.
Yet under such circumstances, he could still feel a faint trace of chill.
Then how bitterly cold must it be for other creatures?
So this is the world on the other side of the World Passage? No wonder he hadn't seen many lifeforms guarding the place after arriving.
At this moment, gazing upon this harsh heaven and earth, Baichuan instinctively understood the doubts that had arisen before.
After taking stock of the surroundings, Baichuan's sharp eyes also caught a cluster of tiny dots receding into the distance.
Those were the ancient-dragon Juanzhu who had entered before him; this came as no surprise.
Because this had all been planned in advance.
Over that half year, he had made thorough preparations of every kind.
After all, invading another world — for him, it was like an old maid finally getting married: a first.
So, his first preparation was to directly set aside a portion of the Cores of the ancient dragons heading to the other world, keeping them in the Main World in case they happened to die over there.
This way, even if their counterparts in the other world perished, they could be reborn in the Main World.
Then, he sent these Juanzhu — now blessed with a second life — to roam freely through the Dongfang Quyu of this world.
In any case, the ultimate goal was but one: to strengthen the power of his own Main World.
The plan of action was divided into two scenarios. The first was to seek out this world's precious treasures — the material list having been kindly provided by those demigods who had sworn allegiance. The second was to hunt down or capture those powerful races that surely possessed formidable abilities, such as the beasts, dragons, elves, and the like unique to this world.
He himself, meanwhile, would head alone to the Dongfang Quyu of this world.
As for why the division was made this way — first, because those Juanzhu themselves already resembled the dragons of the Dongfang Quyu in form; and second, because over there there was no single great unifying dynasty, with all manner of forces scattered about, each holding its own ground.
In such a situation, the ancient dragons — now possessing power driven by this thing called magic — so long as they did not deliberately reveal themselves or come into close contact with those lofty gods, who could possibly see through them?
That's right — perhaps because of his own temperament, after learning the general situation of the other side's world, Baichuan did not go charging in with great fanfare to clash head-on with that world.
In his view, that would be an extremely foolish course of action.
Although from what had happened before, even the strongest Main God on the surface of the other side had failed to gain any advantage against him.
But no one truly knew the real situation. Just as in his former world — before he had personally dived down to the seabed, who could have guessed that a terrifyingly powerful young beast lurked at the bottom of the ocean?
Therefore, what he wanted was to understand the other side's true strength step by step, and then, in one decisive stroke, take them down completely with no room for mishap.
As the saying goes: build high walls, stockpile widely.
After confirming that the departing Juanzhu had encountered no mishap, Baichuan got a sense of the direction and set off toward the Dongfang Quyu.
Unlike the scattered Dongfang Quyu, the Dongfang Quyu was ruled over by a dynasty approaching great unification.
Therefore, if he did not wish to be discovered, he had to be careful, careful, and again careful.
He was also greatly aided by the fact that, in his world's creatures, all power stemmed from their own unique bodily structures — broadly speaking, it should be classified as biological physical strength.
So in terms of concealing one's power, it was fairly ideal.
However, once he neared the edge of the Dongfang Quyu, his magnetic-field Flight could no longer be used.
Because the commotion it caused was still rather significant — after all, it constantly wrapped his body in electrical energy.
Speaking of magnetic fields, however, he had actually discovered that this world also possessed a planetary magnetic field similar to his own world's. Of course, the exact shape of this world's magnetic field was not something he could clearly discern.
Because in this world's case — perhaps due to the existence of mysterious forces like law-bound magic — even his extraordinary vision could not see the magnetic field very clearly. The moment he looked further out, he would inevitably suffer tremendous interference, causing it to become blurry and indistinct. He could only tell that the magnetic field was immensely vast.
This point also made his current magnetic field flight extremely strenuous.
Having just arrived in this world, Baichuan immediately discovered that what awaited him was an enormous difference between the two worlds.
This would still require him to slowly adapt, and he didn't know how his Juanzhu were faring either.
……
An hour later, Baichuan, who was flying mid-air, suddenly paused, a flash of pleasant surprise crossing his eyes.
He immediately descended, and the next moment he extended a claw — a wisp of faint magical power actually rose directly from his claw, then slowly vanished.
Well, it seemed he understood one more reason why there were no living beings guarding the World Passage near here.
Because there hadn't been the slightest trace of magical power there before!
Although he wasn't clear what this meant for the living beings of this world, it probably wasn't anything good.
He had only just discovered this not long ago, an hour after flying away from that Ice Plains.
Because at that moment he suddenly felt a wisp of magical power abruptly born within his body!
Yes, it was born all of a sudden!
And before this, his "Magical Power Adaptation" within his body had shown no reaction at all, making him wonder for a time whether this ability had failed to evolve.
But now he understood — it should have been because there was no magical power near that Ice Plains, whereas the spot he was now standing on did have magical power.
Feeling the wisps of magical power abruptly born within his body, Baichuan spoke thus.
If he weren't absolutely clear about every change within his own body, he would have had no idea how this wisp of magical power came to be born.
It was after he had suddenly approached this place that the organs within his body seemed to be affected by something and directly began to operate, then, absorbing his Blood Qi, it actually appeared directly in his blood!
The first thing the appearance of magical power affected was his previously evolved "Jin Yan LV4" ability — at this moment, that ability also began to stir.
With a single thought, the magical power flowing in his blood vanished in an instant, and what followed was an invisible ball of heat slowly appearing within his body.
Subconsciously, Baichuan understood what was happening. He gently opened his massive dragon maw, and a blast of golden flame shot forth directly.
This flame was searingly hot — even in the biting cold wind it wasn't affected in the slightest by the outside, and it directly touched the ice layer and burned fiercely.
The power of this flame could actually rival the flame power he had refined several times!
However, a few breaths later, the magical power flowing in his blood was instantly drained dry.
Then that ball of flame also promptly went out.
At this moment, feeling that stream of energy within his body that responded to his will like an extension of his arm, and a sensation utterly different from his previous power, Baichuan slowly revealed a faint smile.
Interesting, far too interesting!
He had lived so long, yet this was the very first time he truly felt that he was cultivating — not, as before, purely relying on evolution and various special biological organs to exert power.
This was the cultivation he had imagined!!!
But since the Jin Yan ability could now be used, what about his previous Energy-Form ability?
Subconsciously, this question flashed through Baichuan's mind.
With the question raised, Baichuan was in no hurry to leave, and directly began researching this newly appeared power on the spot.
After waiting a few breaths to let more magical power be born within his body, Baichuan also guided this magical power to flow into his right Dragon Claw, then directly activated the Energy-Form ability.
In an instant, as the magical power was rapidly consumed, his right claw emitted a strange glow at a speed visible to the naked eye, then slowly, as if melting, transformed into a transparent energy mass in the shape of a Dragon Claw.
Strangely, he could directly control this Dragon Claw-shaped energy mass — there was no difference from controlling his flesh body before.
This was a feeling different from using Light Point energy to activate it. When activated by Light Point, he couldn't exert any control over the ability itself; he could only control it because the Light Point itself was already under his control.
But now, it was as if his claw hadn't changed at all — only visually and physically had it become an energy mass, but in terms of feel and use, it was still exactly the same as flesh.
"Is this the true difference in power between the two worlds? Is this what a world where one can truly cultivate feels like?"
Feeling this brand-new sensation, Baichuan could no longer suppress the strange stirring within him and muttered to himself.
For a moment, Baichuan actually found himself envying the living beings of this world.
How fortunate — to be born in this world. As long as one has talent, there's no need to worry about anything else; just cultivate step by step, and one can reach a strength comparable to his current self.
Yet his own strength required racking his brain, thinking of every possible method, madly evolving, plundering the strengths of all things — but the strengths of all things would one day be plundered dry.
Thus, with no path forward, in order to advance his own strength further, he could only force all the living beings of the world to evolve alongside him, and still had to hope that among those creatures, by some one-in-ten-thousand chance, an ability suited to him would be born.
Only through such desperate struggle could he reach his current level of power.
But what about this world?
Simply cultivating this power step by step, one could reach a level close to his.
Although not many could cultivate to such a level, it was still far stronger than his side — after all, seven Main Gods had appeared here.
Moreover, if not for his possessing a powerful panel ability, and being extremely special himself, he might have spent his entire life unable to reach even the starting point of this world.
At this moment, feeling this strange energy, with Baichuan's current breadth of vision, he instantly understood just how tremendous the potential of this power was.
"Then, what exactly is the essence of this power? If I could make it mine, just how strong could I become?"
Having realized the potential of this energy called magical power, Baichuan subconsciously began to scheme after this power.
Just as he had once plundered the source of all Strange Beast powers, Baichuan now set his sights on the source of this power called magical power.
Because he understood deeply that only one who masters the source of extraordinary power is truly powerful and invincible!
At this moment, on the Ice Plains howling with biting cold wind, a hundred-meter-long Jiaolong cast greedy eyes upon this world of tremendous potential.
He wanted to seize this world, become its true master, devour all of its resources, and turn them into nourishment for his further advancement!
Then, perhaps he could truly step into the Xingkong!
Rather than being confined to a single planet!
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