Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

The Divine Emperor Blood Elixir was a mythical substance refined from the essence blood of Divine Emperors. This elixir carried immense spirituality, and when merged with a divine weapon, it could awaken the weapon’s item-spirit. After all, for Emperor-level weapons, awakening an item-spirit was no trivial matter—it couldn’t be achieved through ordinary means.

The stronger the weapon, the more powerful the item-spirit needed to be. Only with a robust item-spirit could the weapon’s full potential be unleashed, seamlessly channeling its master’s power through every rune to activate its strongest state.

The Dragonblood Blades were extremely powerful but still far from reaching their maximum potential. Without item-spirits, they lacked the flexibility and softness they should have. Thus, when pushed to their limits, they would shatter under the strain.

Moreover, without item-spirits, these weapons were at a clear disadvantage against other high-level divine weapons. The runes couldn’t fully activate, making the blade edges vulnerable to damage.

The solution lay in the Divine Emperor Blood Elixir, but obtaining it was nearly impossible. This elixir required the essence blood of Divine Emperors, something far beyond Guo Ran’s reach.

“Can you use this?” Long Chen asked, taking out a small bottle. Inside was the essence blood of Golden Wing Heaven Devils.

Back in the Wind Domain Battlefield, Long Chen had encountered the corpses of these powerful creatures. Although their remains couldn’t be refined into puppets, Long Chen salvaged them for other uses, extracting their essence blood before discarding the rest onto the black soil.

Although he didn’t know if the essence blood would be useful, extracting it meant that he would have it in case he needed it. Anything unused could always be poured back onto the black soil without waste.

Now that Guo Ran had raised the subject, Long Chen took it out. When Guo Ran saw the overwhelming devil blood inside that bottle, his eyes almost flew out of his head.

“So can you use it?”

“Yes, absolutely! I’ll refine it into an elixir right away!” Guo Ran declared before disappearing in a flash, unwilling to waste a moment.

As Guo Ran rushed off, Gu Yang stepped forward and said, “Boss, we really owe the white dragon race. Our dragon blood underwent a second awakening here, and our dragon souls have grown even closer. Our strength has increased dramatically and is still rising!”

Long Chen nodded as he observed the Dragonblood warriors. The power of their dragon blood surged within them like a vast ocean, rising and falling with every breath. Their dragon blood had fully integrated with their bodies, granting them control on par with the true members of the dragon race. Their spiritual fluctuations were almost like those of true dragons.

The transformation of the Dragonblood Legion since entering the Endless Desolation was remarkable. It went without saying that the white dragon race had gone all-out for the Dragonblood Legion, offering them their best resources. This unwavering trust and generosity were deeply moving.

It was this profound kindness that kept the Dragonblood Legion from responding violently to the provocations and insults from many factions within the Dragon Domain. The white dragon race’s treatment of them had been exceptional, earning their gratitude and restraint.

What the other factions failed to realize was that the white dragon race had been shielding them from the Dragonblood Legion.

Had they dared to take action against the Dragonblood Legion, the counterattack would have been catastrophic, turning the Dragon Domain into a sea of blood. While the Dragonblood Legion might have been annihilated, the casualties on the Dragon Domain’s side would have been staggering.

Luckily, the white dragon race’s benevolence had planted a valuable seed of goodwill. It forged a bond between the Dragonblood Legion and the white dragon race, tying their fates together. Seeing the Dragon Domain in such chaos, how could they just leave like that?

“Still, the state of the Dragon Domain is hard to believe. The dragon race has practically lost all its dignity and pride,” remarked the little fox perched on Bai Xiaole’s shoulder. ŔáꞐÖ𝖇ƐꞨ

Divine light shimmered in its violet eyes, which carried a cold sneer. Clearly, it held a low opinion of the current dragon race.

Long Chen shook his head. “You can’t put it like that. Every race has their own shortcomings no matter how outstanding they are. During their peak, their strengths overshadow their weaknesses. But when they decline, those weaknesses become glaring. The dragon race is no exception, and neither is the human race. When these flaws grow unchecked, it’s a sign of impending destruction for a race. Compared to the dragon race, the human race’s issues are even more severe. However, no matter how dire it seems, as long as the root cause can be identified, there’s always a chance to fix it.”

“Boss, we’ve done some discreet investigations. What exactly is the source of the dragon race’s decay? Is it the Brahma Pill Valley?” Xia Chen asked.

Long Chen shook his head. “Brahma Pill Valley only exacerbated the issue; they’re an external factor. Their influence was able to take root because the dragon race wasn’t strong enough internally. To be blunt, the real problem lies within the dragon race itself. There are many issues, but the greatest of them is their lack of faith.”

This “lack of faith” referred to the Dragon Sovereign’s absence. Over time, their belief in this supreme existence had eroded and was now on the verge of collapse.

Even figures like Mo Ying, Xie Qianzhong, and Chi Yue—let alone outright traitors like Ying Changkong—had a trace of uncertainty in their eyes. It was a kind of worry, a sense of being lost.

Why did they look lost? Because they no longer had confidence that their decisions were right. If their faith in the Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign had been steadfast, if they truly believed that this supreme being was alive and watching over them, such expressions would never appear.

Yet, it was hard to blame them. The Primal Chaos Dragon Sovereign had vanished countless years ago, becoming little more than a legend. There was no concrete proof that this legendary existence had ever truly existed.

Adding to their despair, the sovereign dragon race itself had been absent for ages. No one could say with certainty whether they still existed or had been wiped out entirely.

In such circumstances, maintaining faith was an immense challenge. Brahma Pill Valley had exploited this weakness, continuously infiltrating and corroding the Dragon Domain, leading to its current chaotic state.

Still, viewed from another angle, it was remarkable that the Dragon Domain had managed to survive despite such relentless corrosion. Another race might have crumbled long ago under similar circumstances.

Just then, Guo Ran came running over, a wide grin on his face, holding a sword. “Boss, try this Dragonblood Blade now!”

“That fast?” Everyone was startled.

Their astonishment grew when the blade was revealed. The Dragonblood Blade now pulsed with golden liquid flowing through it like lifeblood. The weapon seemed alive, radiating a powerful, otherworldly energy.

Long Chen took the blade in hand and infused it with his astral energy. Instantly, the entire Ten Thousand Dragon Nest started to tremble, and an overwhelming pressure emanated from the sword, filling the space.

“What a weapon!”

Everyone exclaimed in shock and delight.

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