My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 981 - 783

Chapter 981: 783

Wang Zijia glanced at the giant lump on the Demon Dragon’s forehead, and as some images surfaced in his mind, he thought of a possibility, then continued the conversation:

"This must be from the early period of the Fifth Era, captured for sealing. During that era, when the immortals were decaying, a Profound Immortal’s Demon Dragon would indeed be considered a major Demonic Being."

"Moreover... if I’m not wrong, this thing should possess some undying properties."

"Oh?"

Led by a sudden interest upon hearing about the undying properties, Li Xunbo raised an eyebrow and snapped his fingers, releasing a few sparks.

In an instant, those sparks turned into raging flames that enveloped the Demon Dragon.

"Roar!"

The Samadhi True Fire was already a top-tier technique for killing and destroying, and driven by Dao power, it became even more terrifying.

"Roar!"

"Ssssss..."

In the blink of an eye, the Demon Dragon was sizzling and struggling frantically as it was being burned.

Regrettably, it had no means to escape.

In just a dozen breaths, the hundred-zhang-long terrifying Demon Dragon, a major Demonic Being that had survived an entire Era of sealing, was rapidly reduced to ashes and began to vanish.

Seeing this, Li Xunbo shook his head and said, "It seems there’s no such immortality or indestructibility."

Wang Zijia: "..."

I said it was a possibility, yet you just had to go all in and burn everything to a crisp, not even leaving a double heap of ashes!

If I had mentioned something was off with this space, would you also have burned down the whole tower?

So, being a golden immortal makes you impressive, huh!

While internally criticising, his face remained expressionless. Just as Wang Zijia was about to do something, his movement paused.

Li Xunbo’s eyebrows also knitted slightly.

"Crack!"

As the Demon Dragon turned to ashes, the flames began to shrink, and ultimately even the dragon’s head became charred, with the violent flames gradually extinguishing.

And with the flames dying out, the charred dragon’s head crumbled away into ashes as well.

"Plop!"

However, something within it hadn’t completely burned away. A huge chunk of bloodied flesh, steaming hot as if cooked by the flames, dropped from the lump on the dragon’s head.

It wriggled continuously, clearly still alive.

While it writhed, slowly regenerating flesh and blood, it seemed given time, it would surely restore itself into the Demon Dragon once more.

Witnessing this, Wang Zijia spread his hands and turned to Li Xunbo: "See, I suppose this is the reason for its suppression. Moreover, to withstand an Era’s worth of suppression without much decay, this thing seems rather troublesome."

Meanwhile, as Wang Zijia observed that ball of flesh, the guesses in his heart were becoming more concrete.

If everything was as expected, this should be a remnant of the Fate Sin, namely, that Blood Giant who had been blown up during a collision of realms!

Back then, he had clearly seen chunks of Flesh and blood scattered; many had merged with the corpses of Gurus and such, turning into countless Mysterious Domain Demonic Beings!

Li Xunbo’s eyebrows raised, and he became much more serious. Curving his fingertip again, he gently flicked it, and sparks flew back into the mass of flesh.

The recently grown flesh was immediately destroyed by fire, but as soon as the original size of the flesh was restored, the flames began to die down again.

The flesh wiggled once more, its charred surface crumbling to ashes and disappearing, while at its core it pulsed unaffectedly, slowly regenerating anew.

Upon seeing this, Li Xunbo’s interest was thoroughly piqued.

He beckoned with a hand gesture, pulling it closer for detailed study.

"Hmm!"

"Be careful!"

Everyone was startled, with Wang Zijia himself unable to refrain from speaking out in warning.

As the Dao-powered invisible hand was bringing the wriggling piece of flesh back, a swift spread of blood-colored mist seeped out from within it.

The initially invisible Dao hand was quickly stained by the mist, revealing its shape rapidly, and like a streak of lightning, it surged towards Li Xunbo to infect him.

Li Xunbo, too, bore a look of surprise and decisively raised his hand, cutting off the extended Dao power.

"Splatter!"

As the hand lost its power, it disintegrated, and the piece of flesh it had captured fell back to the ground.

Witnessing this, everyone wore a look of wary caution.

It was now completely clear why a seal had been chosen over destruction in the past.

At the beginning of the Fifth Era, perhaps not even golden immortals had survived. It seemed that people from that time really had no means to kill this entity.

"Sinners?" Li Xunbo asked in amazed confusion, "What Level of Fate Sin is this, possessing such strong Pollution and erosive properties?"

Li Xunbo was distinctly aware that his Dao power had no resistance whatsoever against it.

No, it was not just that there was no resistance, but rather his power seemed to become nourishment for the other party!

"This isn’t the kind of Sinner you’re thinking of. What you usually see are probably just the refuse that it polluted. If I’m not mistaken, this should be the ’Fate Sin’ flesh and blood," Wang Zijia said with a slightly grave expression.

"Fate Sin’s flesh and blood?" Zhang Junyong and others questioned, not understanding what made Wang Zijia’s mention of Fate Sin different from Li Xunbo’s.

Yet upon hearing those words, Li Xunbo’s expression turned to sheer astonishment, he dumbstruckly asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you suggesting this is the flesh of one of the ’Three Calamities’?"

Wang Zijia nodded, replying, "Most likely so!"

"This..." The crowd was confounded and at a loss, but Li Xunbo became earnest as he said, "If that’s truly the case, handling this thing is delicate. One false move, and we could be facing a disaster."

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Zijia said, "Let me try!"

Li Xunbo paused, then recalled that on the first floor below, the decaying immortal had mentioned that the Dao Court members were all waiting for Wang Zijia to deal with these matters.

With that thought, his demeanor grew more solemn, curious to see how Wang Zijia, the Martial Uncle and Assured Candidate for Tribulation would resolve the issue.

To Li Xunbo’s complete surprise, Wang Zijia did not use any miraculous methods.

Instead, under the astonished gazes of everyone, he condensed Immortal Yuan into a Silk Thread, carefully and cautiously attempted to insert it into the flesh and blood.