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Chapter 809: Danger at the Bottom of the Pool

Peerless Medicine God · 第809章 池底遇险

Three days passed in a flash!

During these three days, Ye Yuan endured torment every moment.

This pain nearly made him faint several times.

For anyone else, they would have long been unable to bear it and retreated to the shore, but Ye Yuan gritted his teeth and persevered!

The agony of burning finally receded slowly on the third day. Ye Yuan floated quietly on the water, completely drained of strength.

After an unknown amount of time, he recovered some strength.

"Ha!"

Ye Yuan came to the shore and exerted all his true dragon power!

An incredible scene occurred: below his neck, his entire body faintly revealed emerald green dragon scales!

"This tempering of the flesh is truly worse than death! But having endured this trial, it will greatly aid my future cultivation! Now, even with just my physical strength, I have reached the peak of the Boundless Realm. Combined with the Coiling Dragon Heaven-Shattering Palm, I can definitely handle warriors at the first level of the Apocalypse Realm!" Ye Yuan mused.

The gap in strength between the Boundless Realm and the Apocalypse Realm is immense, and the gap between the Middle Three Realms and the Upper Three Realms is extremely difficult to cross.

Now, Ye Yuan's spirit-level dragon wave had reached the peak of the early spirit level. With his powerful physique, he could barely cross this significant threshold.

However, ever since Ye Yuan cultivated his dragon wave to the spirit level, his progress had slowed considerably.

The spirit-level dragon wave was extremely difficult to break through. After much exploration, Ye Yuan had only barely reached the peak of the early spirit level.

But what delighted Ye Yuan was that even a slight improvement in the spirit-level dragon wave significantly enhanced the power of the Coiling Dragon Heaven-Shattering Palm.

Now, the might of Ye Yuan's Coiling Dragon Heaven-Shattering Palm was far greater than before.

Looking at the dragon scales all over his body, Ye Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If I keep training like this, will I turn into a true dragon? Then I, a dignified human, would become a member of the dragon race? Hmm? That feeling again... this sensation... it seems to come from the direction of the Ancient Desolate Purification Pool. Could there be something at the bottom of this pool?"

"Kid, you've hit the jackpot! There's a dragon race treasure at the bottom of the pool. Hurry down and get it!"

At that moment, Long Teng's voice sounded again.

"Senior, you've finally come out! May I ask you to tell me, what exactly is the divine inscription?"

Ye Yuan was not in a hurry about the dragon race treasure at the bottom of the pool. Having finally caught Long Teng, his first reaction was to ask about the divine inscription.

But after saying one sentence, Long Teng fell silent again.

Ye Yuan was itching with anger in his heart; this guy was clearly avoiding him on purpose!

However, although Ye Yuan was now the master of the Haotian Tower, he couldn't even find where Long Teng was!

This guy must be hiding many secrets.

But as for Long Teng, Ye Yuan really had no way to deal with him.

Ye Yuan was well aware that even at his peak, he might not be a match for this old fellow.

From a small glimpse, Ye Yuan estimated that Long Teng's peak strength was probably not inferior to the Ten Great Divine Kings!

With no other choice, Ye Yuan had to first explore the bottom of the pool.

Having reached the seventh layer, the core area of the Ancient Desolate Purification Pool, the pool water no longer repelled him much.

Ye Yuan plunged in with a dive and sank toward the bottom.

Not long after sinking, Ye Yuan felt a tremendous pressure pushing his entire body upward, making it impossible to sink further.

This pressure was very familiar to Ye Yuan—it was the pressure of the dragon race!

Ye Yuan was secretly astonished; Long Teng's perception was truly sharp!

He himself only vaguely felt something at the bottom calling to him, but couldn't determine what it was.

Yet Long Teng, inside the Haotian Tower, could sense it was a dragon race treasure!

He had already sunk several hundred zhang before feeling this dragon race pressure.

This dragon race pressure was quite strong. If Ye Yuan hadn't tempered his flesh in the pool water, he would have found it hard to withstand.

Without delay, Ye Yuan released his true dragon power again to resist the pressure.

Sure enough, after releasing the true dragon power, the pressure on Ye Yuan lightened, and he continued sinking toward the bottom.

"This Ancient Desolate Purification Pool is so deep! I've already sunk several thousand zhang and still haven't reached the bottom!" Ye Yuan was secretly shocked.

He had been diving for nearly an hour and still hadn't reached the bottom, which showed the depth of the pool.

Moreover, the closer to the bottom, the stronger the dragon race pressure!

If Ye Yuan hadn't refined the true dragon's blood essence, he could never have sunk this deep.

Just then, two faint glimmers of light came from below. Ye Yuan's heart stirred, thinking he must be close to the bottom.

Could these glimmers be where the treasure lies?

Ye Yuan did not let down his guard. Generally, places with treasures are dangerous.

The more precious the treasure, the greater the accompanying danger.

Long Teng had mentioned a dragon race treasure. Ye Yuan didn't know what kind of treasure it was, but it seemed far from ordinary.

The two greenish glimmers became clearer, like beams of light shooting up from the bottom.

The bottom was pitch black, with no visibility. However, after his body's transformation, Ye Yuan's eyesight was excellent.

At the same time, Ye Yuan entered a state of mind as firm as a rock, fully aware of his surroundings.

As he was about to reach the bottom, Ye Yuan finally saw what the two glimmers were!

Every pore on his body exploded, and an extremely dangerous feeling surged in his heart.

These were not lights at all, but a black flood dragon coiled at the bottom!

Ye Yuan saw clearly that this black flood dragon had already grown dragon horns on its head—a clear sign of impending transformation into a dragon!

This black flood dragon was about to become a true dragon!

It seemed the black flood dragon had long known someone would come down. It had concealed all its aura, and Ye Yuan only discovered it with his naked eye when he got close.

At this moment, Ye Yuan was only about a hundred zhang away from the black flood dragon.

Although Ye Yuan couldn't sense the black flood dragon's cultivation level, one capable of transforming from flood dragon to dragon was at least at the Formless Realm!

A Formless Realm warrior was not something Ye Yuan could withstand now.

Without a moment's hesitation, Ye Yuan turned and fled!

"Ignorant human, daring to covet this dragon's treasure, where do you think you're going!"

The black flood dragon actually spoke human language, shooting up from the bottom like a cannonball, straight for Ye Yuan!

Underwater was the black flood dragon's territory; Ye Yuan's speed advantage was useless. In the blink of an eye, the black flood dragon was about to catch up.

"Coiling Dragon Heaven-Shattering Palm!"

While fleeing, Ye Yuan suddenly turned and struck out a palm. This palm was the limit of his strength.

"Boom!"

The black flood dragon's momentum was halted, but it was unharmed.