Chapter 518: Saint-Level Skills: Taixuan Dragon Devouring Sutra

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully killing the son of luck, Lin Xiao (incomplete), successfully breaking the original plot's path, causing unpredictable and drastic changes in Chen Lao Mo's future, and also breaking the original fate shackles. ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for winning the special reward: Taixuan Devouring Dragon Sutra (Tenth Grade) Protagonist's Fate (Incomplete)]

[Taixuan Devouring Dragon Sutra (Tenth Grade): The top inherited practice of the Holy Spirit Clan, the holy Taoist scripture, contains a trace of the power of the Great Dao. This Taoist scripture contains the sub-practices "Taixuan Dragon Transformation Sutra", which can help its target turn into a dragon of luck, and then devour it, seize the foundation of a person's luck and cultivation, and achieve the mysterious effect of plundering all things to supplement oneself. ]

[Protagonist's Fate (Incomplete): The fate plundered from the son of luck born in the origin of the human race, forcibly blessed on others, so that they have terrifying luck, and contain powerful human luck, which can be protected by the human luck, turn danger into good fortune, improve cultivation, and have a deep blessing. 】

The system prompts continued to ring out one after another.

The generous reward after killing Lin Xiao almost dazzled Chen Beiyuan's eyes.

In an instant, an ancient scripture emitting holy light and strange visions suddenly appeared in his mind.

On the ancient scripture, a terrifying scene of a huge mouth of the abyss swallowing up a series of transformed dragons was revealed.

At the same time, Lin Xiao's burst head and flesh suddenly radiated a large amount of golden luck light, which quickly condensed and transformed into a "protagonist fate" in the shape of an illusory golden dragon.

Saint-level skills (tenth grade)

Protagonist fate (incomplete)

Chen Beiyuan's eyes were delighted, and he obviously didn't expect the system to give him such a big surprise.

His eyes were fixed on the holy-level skills of the Holy Spirit Clan in his mind.

"【Taixuan Dragon Devouring Sutra】, a holy-level technique, is one level higher than the 【Abyss Forbidden Book】 that I am practicing now."

"From the introduction, this should be the inherited technique of the Holy Spirit Clan ancestor behind Lin Xiao."

"The sub-technique 【Taixuan Dragon Transformation Sutra】 helps the target to successfully transform into a dragon, condense the luck, and establish the cultivation level, and then directly devour it as nutrients to nourish the body. It is a very domineering and evil technique, but it has some similarities with my 【Abyss Forbidden Book】."

"Raise the dragon first, then eat the dragon. It's quite interesting."

Chen Beiyuan kept flipping through the 【Taixuan Dragon Devouring Sutra】, an ancient technique of the Holy Spirit Clan outside the domain, and the brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

This Saint-level technique can almost spread the sub-technique [Taixuan Hualong Jing] to lay out the heavens and the worlds, constantly create the son of luck through artificial creation, make it turn into a dragon, and then devour it...

Those who claim to be "the son of destiny" in the heavens and the worlds accidentally obtained the god-level technique left by the ancient great power, and thought they could rise all the way, but they didn't know that the price of fate had already been written...

And every target who practiced the sub-technique [Taixuan Hualong Jing] almost has fatal flaws. Even if they are lucky enough to break through the Saint level, it is difficult to resist the hidden hand of the person behind the scenes...

Take the heavens and the myriad races as "dragon seeds", swallow dragons and devour dragons, and eat dragons...

Sure enough, you can't underestimate anyone!

The foundation of those powerful forces of the God-level, Saint-level, and Ancestor-level outside the domain is far more terrifying than he imagined...

This Saint-level technique is almost far superior to all the secret techniques he has seen before.

Of course, except for the [Abyss Forbidden Codex] that he majored in and can evolve.

"I was just worried about not being able to find the right nutrients to help [Abyss Forbidden Book] advance to a higher grade. You showed up at just the right time."

A trace of ferocity and greed appeared on Chen Beiyuan's face, and his eyes were dark, like the abyss, ready to devour.

The holy-level technique [Taixuan Dragon Devouring Sutra] suddenly felt an inexplicable chill and threat coming, and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but was a step too slow.

Crack!

A boundless abyss mouth suddenly appeared out of thin air, and [Taixuan Dragon Devouring Sutra] bit it forcefully and swallowed it bit by bit...

For Chen Beiyuan, switching to his own technique, giving up [Abyss Forbidden Book], and practicing [Taixuan Dragon Devouring Sutra] was undoubtedly not worth the loss.

In contrast, swallowing and fusing it to help [Abyss Forbidden Book] advance to the holy level was in his best interest.

However, with the current god-level skill level of [Abyss Forbidden Scripture], it will take some time to swallow the holy-level skill [Taixuan Devouring Dragon Scripture]...

Chen Beiyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the [Protagonist's Fate (Incomplete)] that was entangled and suspended in his hand. He felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy, as if it should be a part of himself...

"You took away my luck, divided my fate, and wanted to kill me.

Holy Spirit Clan!

I, Chen Beiyuan, once again made a vow to the Great Dao. I will never step into the Great Dao until the entire Holy Spirit Clan is destroyed."

Chen Beiyuan's eyes were fierce, his murderous light was revealed, and his murderous intent emerged.

.....

Outside the domain, the Holy Spirit Clan's land.

A vast and terrifying holy-level existence suddenly frowned, felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness, and immediately opened his eyes.

"What's going on? What could have threatened me as a Saint? Could it be that those old immortals in the Ancestral Realm were going to make some moves?!"

He was a little uneasy and wanted to make some inferences, but all he got was a vague chaos and darkness.

.....

Dungeon, prison cell.

Chen Beiyuan stood there, looking at the incomplete [Protagonist's Fate (Incomplete)] in his hand with a dim gaze, but he did not absorb it directly, but just stared at it, as if thinking about something...

At this moment, a sound of footsteps and dragging on the ground came from behind.

"Young Master, we have arrived."

The black-faced prisoner was holding a chain, and Ye Han, who was like a caterpillar, was tied to the chain, and he was dragging it all the way to the ground...

A trace of blood was revealed on the ground. Ye Han's face was almost touching the ground, his face was completely disfigured, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he howled in pain...

Chen Beiyuan turned his back and waved casually, and the black-faced prison chief stepped back knowingly...

"Keep your head up."

His calm voice had a hint of command.

The howling Ye Han slowly lifted up his bloody, almost disfigured face, and looked at the tall and majestic figure in front of him...

With just one glance, Ye Han was attracted by the [Protagonist's Fate (Disabled)] that looked like a golden dragon of luck in his hand, and his eyes instantly filled with obsession and greed.

An inexplicable urge urges me to step forward and snatch it...

But the fear stemming from Chen Beiyuan still made Ye Han quickly hold back the desire and impulse in his heart...

"Want it?"

A smile appeared on Chen Beiyuan's face, and he handed over the [Protagonist's Fate (Disabled)] in his hand, as if he wanted to give it to him.

"Young Master Chen..."

Ye Han swallowed, his eyes almost straightened, and he couldn't help but squirm, wanting to get closer...

But just when Ye Han was about to approach, Chen Beiyuan suddenly took his hand back.

"Just take a look. Do you still want to take it? However, it's not impossible to give it to you. How about we play a quiz with prizes?"

Chen Beiyuan looked at Ye Han with a smile in his eyes and a hint of teasing.

The next moment, a purple, wet silk thread appeared in his hand. He shook it gently, and a violet fragrance instantly filled the air...

"Guess what this is, there's a prize for guessing it."