Chapter 3205: Qingming's Tribulation

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Qīng míng's cultivation within the Town Demon Pagoda was passable, but if he were to ascend and transform into a dragon there, it would be insufficient. Currently, this void space only connects to the Illusory Mist Swamps of the Immortal Realm. Even a Dragon Seeker at the Xuanxian realm would find it difficult to reach here, let alone for dragon energy to spread. Lù Xiǎotiān directly released Qīng míng from the Town Demon Pagoda.

Along with Qingming, a young white python also emerged from the pagoda. Lu Xia Tian took out some fairy fruits and transmitted his consciousness into Qingming and the young white python's minds. Lu Xia Tian then sat down cross-legged and exerted himself to resist the black dragon's essence within him.

"Yes, sir!" Qing Ming learned that Lu Xiaotian was severely injured. Thinking of her previous days in Yan Mo where she lived in fear and now being in this relatively safe place of Huolong, a complex and indescribable feeling arose in her heart. Even though she couldn't clearly sense the injuries within Lu Xiaotian, the ever-changing and unpredictable aura emanating from him, even a faint scent of death, told Qing Ming that the injury Lu Xiaotian sustained was extraordinary.

However, right now, Lu Xia Tian didn't know when he would be able to recover. From the consciousness transmitted by Lu Xia Tian, Qing Ming also understood that this place could be dangerous at any time. At the moment, she couldn't afford to be sad, so Qing Ming made some jam for Xiao Bai Mang. But it seemed that Xiao Bai Mang could sense Lu Xia Tian's bad condition inside his body. It just swam anxiously around Lu Xia Tian, making whining sounds, and didn't even have the heart to eat the fruit pulp.

When the little white python seemed to be tired of swimming around Lu Xia Tian, it swam over to him and rested against his leg. It would occasionally lift its head to look at Lu Xia Tian before falling asleep.

Seeing this little python's reliance on Lu Xiaoteng, Qingming's heart ached. In her hazy thoughts, she remembered that long, long ago, she was just a little python too. One day, her parents suddenly disappeared. She and her sister waited for their parents to come back. Back then, she was just like this little python, waiting until she was tired, and finally falling asleep leaning on her sister.

Just now, what was before his eyes had changed into this white python. At the same time Qingming felt a pang of sadness, he could also sense a long-lost warmth. Even though Lu Xiaoteng and even his sister Yanlong hadn't mentioned Lu Xiaoteng's true identity, before this Qingming only thought that Lu Xiaoteng might be a kind human True Immortal. It's just that now Lu Xiaoteng was severely injured inside, using all his strength to circulate Dragon Yuan, Immortal Yuan, and spatial power to resist the Black Dragon's Dragon Yuan. However, the terrifying Dragon Yuan fluctuations were still impossible to completely conceal.

The immortals of Heaven and those rogue cultivators, I'm afraid only fellow dragons could understand each other like this. Previously, Qingming thought the world was vast with no place for her. Now, she feels there is still a small and warm space before her. This makes Qingming feel that in this vast and cold world, she doesn't have to be completely hopeless. There is still meaning in persevering.

The little white python curled up on Lu Xiaodong's leg, fast asleep. Qingming’s face held a mixture of anxiety and a warm smile as she drifted away, circulating her demonic energy within her body, sensing the aura of the tribulation thunder.

Yanlong had told Qingming about the process of transforming into a dragon. In Yanlong's explanation, there were also some insights into becoming a member of the Dragon Clan after transformation and Yanlong's observations of Luxiaotien's cultivation as a Azure Dragon.

At this point in time, Qingming's starting level is higher than Yanlong's was originally.

As Qing Ming continuously circulated the demonic energy within his body, the aura of the tribulation thunder outside became increasingly heavy. Lu Xia Tian resisted the black dragon's dragon yuan inside him while a moment of hesitation arose in his heart. In the end, he still sent a sliver of thought into Qing Ming's mind. This sliver of thought included some of his insights after transforming into a dragon, not all of them. At this time, Qing Ming's cultivation level was far from being able to withstand too much of his true dragon realm.

Lu Xia Tian's True Dragon form was born entirely from battle, forged in countless fires of war. This single thought transmitted into Qing Ming's mind was like a bolt of lightning striking her soul. It left her mind nearly blank, yet at the same time seemed to touch upon an understanding she had never reached before. It appeared that transforming into a dragon wasn't solely reliant on the secret techniques passed down through generations within their clan. Before, it was like viewing a single mountain; now, Qing Ming saw an entire range of mountains stretching before her, each peak layered upon the next.

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When Lu Xiaitian transmitted a wisp of his thoughts to Qingming, he discovered that the small white python curled up at his leg was exhaling with a faint trace of dragon's breath. This was because his internal qi was unstable and had caused a slight overflow of dragon energy, which was absorbed into the small white python's body

Lu Xia tian used his divine sense to examine the little white python, and found that it was fine. Its breathing was steady, it just slept very deeply. He was relieved. However, seeing that the little white python could absorb dragon qi, Lu Xia tian quietly sent a thread of true dragon qi into its body. The little white python only hummed comfortably twice, and there didn't seem to be any other reaction. Lu Xia tian let it sleep.

Having touched upon the true dragon's intent, Qingming, the green tea, saw a world that was even broader and more magnificent.

Rolling thunder swept through the void, converging above Qingming's head into a heavy layer of clouds. According to Qingming's original plan, after the thunderclouds below them spanned tens of thousands of miles, they should have stopped. However, at this moment, the void thunderclouds seemed to stretch endlessly, still gathering frantically. Besides the area within tens of thousands of miles, both the thickness and density of the thunderclouds above and below were increasing at an alarming rate.

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While Qing Ming's original python body, which was already dozens of feet long, compared to Lu Xiaotian and the small white python, was already huge, it now seemed as small as sand under the thunderclouds.

In order to avoid Lu Xiaitian and the white python from being affected, Qingming wove her serpentine body through the air and flew deeper into the vast emptiness.

Originally, Qing Ming had an inexplicable fear of the power of tribulation thunder. Not only was it a gateway to ascension, but it could also reduce those who endured it to ashes, plunging them into the endless darkness of oblivion.

At this moment, when Qingming came into contact with a trace of the true dragon's realm, she was also touched by the astonishing fighting spirit within it. Qingming opened her mouth and let out a long cry, no longer the deep hissing of a snake or python, nor a low growl, but a clear dragon's roar, a voice of a dragon even before its body was fully formed.

After an unknown amount of time, the thunderclouds in the void stopped roaring. Bolts of lightning rolled and crashed down one after another. The intense lightning extinguished everything in the void, illuminating Qing Ming's figure. Pieces of scales, which had begun to change his body, shimmered brilliantly on him.

A dragon's roar, akin to the bellow of a bull, reverberated through the void. The azure dragon, with its elongated body, glided gracefully through the emptiness. Each bolt of lightning that struck its scaled hide was deflected by Bi Ming's protective demonic light.

It was just that the lightning strikes became more and more frequent. Even with her protective demonic light, Qing Ming's defenses were limited. After resisting for a while, the protective demonic light on her body became increasingly thin.

In the midst of booming thunder, Qing Ming's body was covered in scales that flew off one after another. Some were scorched black by lightning, and even the flesh beneath became a blurry mess.

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In the vast emptiness, thunderclouds stretched endlessly without end. The lightning bolts that fell were bigger and fiercer than ever before. As his physical form was nearly overwhelmed, Qingming spat out a silver silk robe, with a python-shaped pattern in its center. As the robe unfolded, it covered the expanse of the void above. "Plop plop plop," each bolt of lightning struck the silver robe. At this time, Qingming's serpent body was rapidly recovering. New scales sprouted on his seemingly riddled form. Two small lumps appeared on his forehead. Several more protruded from his abdomen. Fine spikes emerged from his tail tip.

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Another explosion echoed, and the silver rope gradually couldn't withstand it. It seemed about to be destroyed by the thunderbolt when Qing Ming retrieved it back.

Three scarlet, crystalline flying swords soared into the air.and slightly detoured, not daring to pass through its territory. Behind him, the Xuan Yan Ghost King seemed to be wary of this demon as well, no longer as arrogant as before.It's a pity they didn't fi...