My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 980 - 783

Chapter 980: 783

Clearly, he thought back to the year when Wang Zijia’s form had dissipated.

"By the way, knowing that you, Patriarch, like to collect odd and curious tales, upon learning of your reincarnation from the decayed immortals at Dao Court, and that you would return after transcending the tribulation, I instructed the clan to gather quite a few interesting stories and place them within the Commanding Jade for your perusal."

"Additionally, concerning the entity sealed within the tower, although the survivors of Dao Court say you have your own methods to deal with it, if you, Patriarch, are unable to handle it, then don’t bother with it, just continue to... suppress... it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Daifei had completely dissipated into the air.

Wang Zijia muttered sorrowfully, "Farewell!"

The decay of the rotting immortals, that is the obliteration of the rules, and Wang Zijia currently has no way to deal with this.

Moreover, Zhang Daifei was just a sealed remnant soul.

...

The Great Hall returned to silence, and everyone looked at Wang Zijia with varied expressions, his face carrying a faint sadness.

"Fellow Daoist is actually a prince of Dao Court’s imperial lineage? No wonder you were reluctant to mention your background previously!" After a while, Li Xunbo said this in a melancholic tone.

Wang Zijia shook his head with a wry smile, his voice filled with vicissitudes:

"What prince, what not, didn’t you see for yourself, Fellow Daoist? The entire Dao Court crumbled along with the end of the Fourth Epoch, what Dao Court is left, what prince is there?"

"Now, all that remains is a homeless person of a single reincarnation!"

Li Xunbo glanced at Wang Zijia and didn’t continue to linger on this topic.

After all, if we’re to be strict, the Three Pure Ones and Three Factions all originated from Dao Court; if he were to really acknowledge the prince title, would the Three Pure Ones actually serve him as an ancestor?

"From the conversation just now, it seems that this tower is not a treasury but rather a place sealing a devil?" Li Xunbo changed the subject and asked.

Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "When I came here in the past, this tower did not exist."

As he spoke, Wang Zijia paused and then added, "However, we’ll know when we go up and see for ourselves."

As he spoke, he activated the Commanding Jade, and a Light Door passage leading to the upper level appeared before everyone.

Indeed, this Commanding Jade also served as a vacant pivot within the entire tower.

Upon seeing this, the others were no longer surprised.

Wang Zijia led the way into the passage, and the rest followed one after another.

...

Crossing the Light Screen was like entering a separate small space.

Suddenly, their vision darkened.

Unlike the first floor of the Pagoda filled with palace buildings, this second floor was like an underground cave space reminiscent of a lava cave.

Around them stood dark red rock columns, and the Dome above seemed to be that of a rock cave.

On many of the dark red peculiar stone pillars were some strange Runes, making it look like an eerie Altar.

The whole thing was like a strange magma cave that had dried and cooled.

"Breathing"

Deep breathing sounds arose near their ears, seemingly emanating from deep within the cave.

Along with the sound, a faint stench and airflow surged, as if a gigantic creature was at the center of the cave.

The others also caught up from behind. Upon seeing this scene, they circulated their mana and floated slightly.

When they had risen enough to clearly see the entire cave, everyone was taken aback.

"A Demon Dragon?"

At the core of the forest of peculiar stone columns, there was a huge pit resembling a crater.

Within the dark red Rune-covered stone forest, a series of massive black iron Shackles were entwined.

At this moment, a Demon Dragon at least several hundred feet long was locked within, in slumber.

The reason it was called a Demon Dragon was not only because its body exuded devastating Demonic Flames and a dense aura of misfortune, but also because it looked extremely ferocious.

Its back was covered in a row of pitch-black bone spines similar to fish fins, its body was covered in dark red dragon scales, and its dragon head did not have a lion-like mane but was instead covered with many pitch-black spikes.

Coupled with its towering Demonic Flames, it appeared exceedingly grim.

Where horns should have been, instead there was a huge swelling like a flesh tumour.

The flesh tumour was blood red, appearing deformed like a tumour or as if another blood-colored brain was growing on its head, somewhat ugly.

But a closer look would reveal that the tumour was also densely covered with extremely fine dragon scales.

While everyone observed the Demon Dragon, whether it was due to the mana fluctuations or their gazes, the breathing of the Demon Dragon suddenly stopped.

The next moment, everyone saw the Demon Dragon slowly open its eyes.

In its blood-red eyes, there were no slit pupils; within the redness, one could vaguely see a pattern of broken lines forming a distorted pupil.

It was full of madness and a sense of destruction!

"Clang clang clang!"

With a clattering of chains, the Demon Dragon bolted towards the crowd, but the Shackle tensed at a position not far from them.

"Roar!"

The Demon Dragon ultimately directed a raging roar at everyone, and a fierce stench filled the air, hitting their faces.

However, whether it was Wang Zijia, Li Xunbo, or the other beings accompanying them, all looked on calmly at this scene, without moving an inch.

"To use the Demon Dragon’s own strength and extract its power for a Seal? The concept is quite clever. But what’s so special about a Profound Immortal stage Demon Dragon that they’d expend so much effort to Seal it instead of simply killing it off?"

Li Xunbo looked at the Demon Dragon with interest, completely disregarding it as a threat, and spoke these words.

This was understandable as a golden immortal of the Saint Third Stage, he had touched upon the Dao and had condensed Dao power.

Let alone a chained Nine Realm Profound Immortal Period decrepit Demon Dragon, even a lively one posed no more than a matter of lifting a hand to him.