Chapter 1698

In the vast Myriad Dragon Ruins, a crimson sea of blood spread across the horizon, filling heaven and earth with a savage, violent aura, as countless ancient dragon roars seemed to pierce through time and space, echoing without end.

Many Dragon Clan powerhouses transformed into their dragon forms, leaping into the blood sea to undergo the baptism of its ferocious energy, tempering themselves.

This was a moment of revelry for the Dragon Clan, after all, the "Myriad Dragon Return to Ancestral Blood Sacrifice" was so grand that even with their long lifespans, they might not encounter such a great opportunity in a lifetime.

Li Luo, Li Tianxi, and Lin Miao, however, hung behind Zhen Lin Shuang, Ao Yan, and the other dragon forms, racing toward the deeper reaches of the blood sacrifice.

The outer layer of the blood sacrifice's power was of no help to them.

Only by entering the second layer of the blood sacrifice, where traces of "ancestral blood" began to appear, could their physical strength and power be enhanced, while simultaneously strengthening their foundation.

This was also their primary purpose for traveling a great distance to the Dragon Clan.

Meanwhile, at the forefront, Zhen Lin Shuang glanced back at the three behind her and let out a soft, cold snort from her mouth.

It was truly an eyesore that their Dragon Clan's grandest sacrifice had these outsiders participating.

But for now, the most important thing was to quickly reach the third layer of the blood sacrifice to obtain the ancestral blood—there was no time to bother with them.

With that thought, Zhen Lin Shuang lightly tapped her toe, the void exploded with a boom, and though her figure shattered space with unimaginable terrifying speed, she relied on her powerful physique to withstand the ravages of spatial turbulence, crossing mountains and seas in just a few breaths.

Such speed directly flung everyone behind her.

Even seeing this, Li Luo couldn't help but inwardly marvel—Zhen Lin Shuang's physical strength was terrifying to the extreme; her speed had no technique to speak of, but rather she domineeringly bore the spatial turbulence, traversing space with brute force.

However, as Zhen Lin Shuang accelerated, the others also frantically activated their own means, pushing their speed to the limit.

Around Li Luo, surging gales howled, transforming into the wind's origin; with his hands clasped behind his back and stepping on the azure wind, he strolled leisurely, yet his speed was such that Li Tianxi and Lin Miao, both Triple Crown Kings, could barely keep up.

As everyone employed their methods, the blood sea surged between heaven and earth, and suddenly, a pattering blood rain fell from the sky, causing the violent energy filling heaven and earth to grow denser.

Yet simultaneously, as the dragon blood rain poured down, a heavy pressure silently descended upon heaven and earth, making everyone's bodies feel much heavier.

"We've reached the second layer of the blood sacrifice!" Lin Miao exclaimed, her spirit lifted.

Upon hearing this, Li Luo swept his gaze and saw that, under the dragon blood rain, the number of Dragon Clan powerhouses had become extremely scarce—after all, only those of at least Ninth-Rank Top Marquis level could enter this place.

At this moment, these Dragon Clan powerhouses, faces flushed with joy, scattered in all directions, their dragon forms weaving through the blood rain, sometimes diving into the surging blood sea below—apparently searching for traces of ancestral blood.

Li Tianxi and Lin Miao also temporarily dispersed, carefully sensing their surroundings.

Li Luo's figure slowly descended, standing upon the surging blood sea; occasionally, heavy blood waves came crashing, but whenever they were still several zhang away, they were shattered into blood mist by an invisible force and gradually dissipated.

On Li Luo's skin, purple-gold dragon scales gradually emerged, his pupils began to transform into Heavenly Dragon pupils, and the Heavenly Dragon bloodline within his body gradually activated at this moment.

Under the gaze of his Heavenly Dragon pupils, he seemed to faintly see illusory dragon souls wandering between heaven and earth—these dragon souls were formed from the remnants of Dragon Clan ancestors buried in the Myriad Dragon Ruins.

At this moment, these illusory dragon souls, hard for others to detect, seemed to sense Li Luo's gaze, and they actually bowed their heads slightly toward him, revealing a feeling of reverence.

It was because they sensed on Li Luo a rich and pure Heavenly Dragon aura.

Li Luo suddenly felt a stir of sensation; thus, he extended his palm and fiercely chopped downward toward the blood sea ahead to the right, where azure wind condensed beneath his palm, forming an extremely thin azure wind blade, from which a terrifying sharpness radiated.

Swish!

The azure wind blade descended, instantly cleaving the blood sea open into a ten-thousand-zhang abyss; dragon blood continuously separated, and after a few breaths, a thread of faint light reflected into Li Luo's pupils.

It was a thread of blood-light, its color like Xuanhuang.

It seemed to possess extraordinary spirituality, drifting slowly, while simultaneously emitting an ancient to the extreme fluctuation.

"Ancestral blood?!"

Li Luo's eyes lit up; upon seeing this thread of Xuanhuang blood, his Heavenly Dragon bloodline also stirred with longing, so he did not hesitate—azure wind swirled as he moved to seize this thread of Xuanhuang aura.

But just then, three greedy dragon roars echoed from all around: "Release the ancestral blood! Outsiders shall not defile it!"

These were three Dragon Clan King Realm powerhouses; they had searched hard but found no trace of ancestral blood, never expecting Li Luo's move to precisely extract a thread from the vast blood sea—immediately, greed erupted in their hearts, and they chose to act simultaneously, attempting to seize it.

Three strands of origin dragon breath, each containing different attributes, surged mightily through the void, bombarding toward Li Luo.

Yet facing the attack of these three Dragon Clan King Realm powerhouses, Li Luo remained calm—just a Triple Crown King, and they dared to come for his things?

Li Luo opened his mouth and spat out a crystal light; the crystal light met the storm, swelled, and burst forth with dazzling radiance—in the short blink of an eye, it transformed before him into a shield formed from crystal origin.

Boom!

The three violent origin dragon breaths sprayed onto the crystal shield, yet the shield remained utterly unmoving; even due to the refraction of crystal light, it rather rebounded the dragon breath, instantly dispersing the subsequent dragon breath.

The three Dragon Clan King Realm powerhouses were shocked and dismayed—they had held nothing back, never expecting that even working together, they couldn't break through Li Luo's casually erected defense.

Greed retreated from their eyes, replaced by rising fear, and a thought of retreat arose in their hearts.

But before they could withdraw, Li Luo let out a cold snort—these Dragon Clan feared power but not virtue; in the end, they still needed to be subdued by absolute power to prevent endless trouble.

Thus, he formed seals with both hands, flicked his finger, activated the Upper Nine-Grade Crystal Appearance Origin, transforming it into three strands of crystal light that pierced through space, blasting toward the three Dragon Clan powerhouses.

Roar!

Seeing this, the three Dragon Clan powerhouses hastily opened their dragon mouths, deep as abysses, mobilized immense origin power, and once again transformed into dragon breaths to blast out.

But wherever the crystal light passed, the dragon breaths turned into flying crystal flakes, dazzling to the extreme.

Simultaneously, the dragon bodies of the three Dragon Clan powerhouses were covered by crystal light—layers of crystal rapidly spread across their forms, and in just a few breaths, under their terrified gazes, they were transformed into crystal stone sculptures.

These miraculous crystal stones continued to absorb energy from heaven and earth, constantly reinforcing the seal.

The three lifelike crystal stone dragon sculptures directly smashed down from the heavens, plunging into the blood sea and stirring up towering waves.

They had been sealed by Li Luo using Crystal Appearance Origin; when they break free, the blood sacrifice will likely already be over—by then, they will surely regret the greed that arose in their hearts earlier.

This scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding Dragon Clan powerhouses, who all changed color—after all, those three were acquaintances, and they knew their combat strength well; three dragons working together could even restrain a Double Crown King, yet now, just one encounter with Li Luo, and they were directly turned into crystal stone seals.

How ferocious!

With that thought, the dragons hastily retreated, not wishing to clash with Li Luo.

And Li Luo, having displayed his might, achieved exactly that result; then he slightly opened his mouth and inhaled that thread of Xuanhuang "ancestral blood" into his mouth.

Upon the ancestral blood entering his body, Li Luo instantly felt his Heavenly Dragon bloodline violently tremble, the flow of his blood became joyous, the dragon scales on his skin grew even tougher, and the purple-gold luster in his pupils became even more radiant.

A strange transformation was taking birth within him.

Moreover, Li Luo also had another perception—that the Dragon Blood Ancient Tracing Technique was evolving!

This top-grade Heavenly Mandate Marquis-Level technique, with the aid of ancestral blood's power, was undergoing advancement.

In Li Luo's eyes, a hint of joy welled up—if he had sufficient ancestral blood, the "Dragon Blood Ancient Tracing Technique" he cultivated might possibly evolve into a true Peerless Technique!

Unlike other peerless offensive arts, this "Dragon Blood Tracing Ancient Art" is a bodily evolution technique!

If this technique can evolve into a peerless art, then Li Luo's bodily strength will gain an unprecedented massive boost; by then, even when facing attacks from the three crown kings—Light King, Candle Yin Nether King, and Zhen Lin Shuang—he will be able to withstand them for several minutes.

Upon this thought, Li Luo couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.

"Good stuff—this opportunity, I, Li Luo, am destined to enjoy it!"