Members of the Ancestor Dragon Society, each one a Talent of the Great Sect.

    With keen insight and sharp eyes, they naturally realized: the infant borne from afar by Yang Longxi had settled firmly within Yang Cang''s womb, and after their bloodlines merged, the legitimate heir of the Yang Family, already at the Profound Perfection of Cavernous Mystery, now ascended towards the Ultimate Happiness Realm.

    The longer they tarried, the higher Yang Cang''s cultivation grew, the more convenient it was for Yang Longxi to act.

    Should he completely set foot in the Ultimate Happiness Realm, it was uncertain whether even the combined forces of the numerous Talents present could stand as his match.

    Therefore, they moved in perfect unison.

    Tao Qian, having acquired the Toad God Tile, could be said to be invincible. He set his sights on skulls, faces, and knees, leaving almost none unscathed.

    Unexpectedly, the first exception had arrived.

    Following a loud "bang," a cracking sound immediately followed.

    Looking intently, it turned out that the Tile had not managed to smash into Yang Longxi''s face but was blocked by a dragon claw instead.

    His originally fair and slender palm was now covered in dragon scales and tumorous growths. His fingertips emitted a dire green glimmer, not only able to cut through gold and jade but also imbued with a type of vicious poison.

    In fact, this claw from Yang Longxi was strong enough to easily destroy a mountain.

    But upon being struck by the Tile, it fractured and drooped limply.

    The old monster winced in pain, his brows furrowed, and he immediately looked towards Tao Qian.

    "Nine Toad Beads, such a Tile... well done, disciple of the Toad Sect."

    "Who was it that old toad taught you? Didn''t your Master tell you that upon seeing Yang Longxi, one should run as far away as possible?"

    "How audacious you are, to dare use the Tile to smash at me!"

    Hearing these few sentences, Tao Qian''s heart trembled intensely, a premonition of crisis surging forth. Sёar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Unfazed by a blow from the Toad God Tile and not knocked unconscious, the sign was clear as day: this scoundrel''s fetal form had already entered Ultimate Happiness.

    Tao Qian was about to escape a few miles away to hide, but in the next moment—

    Roar!

    A terrifying Dragon Roar echoed through the heavens.

    Instantly, Yang Cang lost his human form. With a flash of gold and black light, a mountain-sized "Evil Dragon" materialized.

    Even though the Evil Poison within his fetal form was absorbed by Jia Sanyuan,

    The Secret Technique could not change the original source.

    Yang Longxi''s path was indeed that of the Evil Path, and thus the dragon form he now manifested was starkly different from the true dragons that could stir the winds and clouds in the common sense.

    At this moment, he looked as though he had crawled out of a secret cave, a poison swamp, his body coated in a sticky black liquid that cascaded down like waterfalls and streams, as if it were raining ink.

    Hundreds of soaring sharp blades protruded from his back, gleaming with Evil Light. Below his chest and belly were limbs, also dragon claws and feet, growing chaotically in dozens, but one claw drooped, evidently the one hit by the Tile.

    Anyone looking would say that Yang Longxi''s true form looked less like a dragon but more like an insect.

    Yet the oppressive aura he radiated was far stronger than that of the Dragon Clan, by hundreds, if not thousands of times.

    Whether it was Zhong Ziyang or Ying Qingdi and Chen Xiyi who attempted a desperate joint assault, the Divine Powers and treasure weapons they used were all repelled.

    It was then that they all belatedly noticed his most peculiar dragon head.

    No eyes, no nose, no ears.

    Only a mouth that, when opened, revealed a sea of black water and densely-packed sharp teeth. Deeper within the mouth was a smaller one and further in, a third mouth... an endless cycle, seemingly a vortex, a bizarre circle.

    Abruptly, they recalled the sight of Jia Sanyuan''s naked body and the marks upon him.

    The source seemed on the verge of emergence.

    In that instant, including Tao Qian, everyone shuddered.

    Immediately after, they all felt a searing, corrosive sensation. Looking down at themselves, indeed, the skin of every person began to display the Dragon Rhino Seal.

    The sign appeared quickly on Tao Qian but dissipated just as fast.

    In his mind, the Record surged:

    "[Currently suffering from the erosion of the Dragon Rhino Evil Power... Exemption granted!]"

    "Eh?"

    He had just exempted the Dao Seal''s erosion when he heard a surprised exclamation near his ear.

    Along with it, a voice laced with mockery and greed, swallowing saliva.

    "Back in the days before my enlightenment, when I was still rolling in this mortal world, my favorite Blood Food was your kind from the Toad Sect, young or old."

    "That your elder did not mention me to you is truly negligent."

    "You''re from a decent background, small toad. With the Nine Toad Beads in hand, and also holding this Tile, if it were wielded by an Ultimate Happiness Realm toad Daoist, perhaps it could have injured me. In your hands, it''s weak and feeble, merely helping me to loosen my muscles."

    "Come, let me swallow you into my belly."

    Tao Qian hadn''t finished hearing the transmission when he suddenly saw the Evil Dragon open its huge maw and devour towards him.

    In an instant, Tao Qian felt the world shift around him, surrounded on all sides by the dragon''s mouth, engulfing him endlessly, truly inescapable.

    The Nine Toad Beads were stimulated and entered the maw.

    Immediately, a succession of "crack, crack" sounds filled the air, dizzying to hear, shaking one''s Divine Soul.

    The recalled Toad God Tile, now revealing traces, struck continuously at Yang Longxi''s body. Other than the dull thud of flesh and the sound of fine fractures and pained howls, it could not make Yang Longxi release his bite.

    Seeing this scene, Zhong Ziyang and the others were immediately struck with horror.

    "Not good, we must save Mr. Lin Daoist."

    "Act quickly, this is the old monster''s Dragon Devouring Technique, with the power to swallow the heavens. Mr. Lin Daoist might not last long. Both the bead and the man could be swallowed into his belly, by then it will be too late, even an Immortal can''t save him."

    "Old monster seeking death!"

    Enraged, the talented youths cleansed themselves of contamination and attacked fiercely without hesitation.

    Zhong Ziyang, worried about Tao Qian''s life and death, disregarded everything else. Seeing that Yang Longxi''s Evil Dragon form had no external orifices like ears or nose, he commanded sixty-four thousand Yin-Yang Dust Needles to drill into his rear orifice. Despite being protected by dragon light, the incessant tinkling resonating at the rear orifice greatly aggrieved Yang Longxi.