CHAPTER 1002: CHAPTER 806: PRISON DRAGON SAINT: WHY AM I ALWAYS THE UNLUCKY ONE (LONG CHAPTER)

The One-eyed Saint and the Molten Rock Ancestor both looked disapprovingly at the Prison Dragon Saint.

Prison Dragon: It wasn’t me, I didn’t do it, it’s not my fault!

"This alloy gate is just too fragile, as if it were an ordinary door."

If it weren’t for the fact that it’s only near the fortress where the world projection is suppressed, the Prison Dragon Saint would never believe that this was a relic of some former civilization.

"Forget it, let’s see if we can find any traces."

The entire fortress has three levels, each ten meters high, with plenty of space.

But that’s for humans.

The Molten Rock Ancestor and the One-eyed Saint both stood twenty meters tall, and they looked at the ’small’ entrance of the fortress, falling silent for a moment.

But it wasn’t too difficult for them.

Although the ability to shrink their bodies is within the realm of divine skills, they didn’t possess it.

The Molten Rock Ancestor and the One-eyed Saint each separated a strand of origin to structure a Holy Tier avatar in front of them.

—The avatar is also a basic ability of the Holy Tier.

Just like energy transformation and blood rebirth, all paths merge into one.

However, the avatar capabilities of the Holy Tier vary in strengths and weaknesses, with limited numbers and generally far less combat power than the main body.

Titans like the Molten Rock Ancestor and the One-eyed Saint, leaders of exploring clans, often have a strongest avatar stationed within the clan... or simply send avatars to explore and seize treasures.

The Molten Rock Ancestor felt that his avatar would be outmatched outside, so he could only personally take action.

After all, losing an avatar would be substantially damaging to a Holy Tier being.

At this moment,

the One-eyed Saint and the Molten Rock Ancestor each constructed a ’malnourished’ avatar.

Standing at only five or six meters, they looked like dwarves in front of the two Holy Tier main bodies.

The two avatars, alongside the Prison Dragon Saint’s main body, entered the relic.

It only took them three minutes to search the inside and outside of the relic fortress thoroughly.

They found nothing.

In fact, even before entering, their perception had scanned the fortress, but they believed that the relic of a former civilization had ways to deceive perception.

But even after looking with their eyes and feeling around inch by inch, still, they discovered nothing.

The entire fortress was empty.

"Surely, those human race Holy Tiers took all the treasures!"

"But why did they leave this fortress behind?"

Thinking from another’s perspective, if they had looted the relic, they would certainly destroy everything before leaving.

Not destroying means there’s still value.

Value that cannot be moved.

"Perhaps, it is the ability that could assist in breaking through the Third Tier limit?"

All three Holy Tier beings thought this.

The Molten Rock Ancestor and the One-eyed Saint both had clans, and if another Holy Tier could be born within, they would gain a very reliable and powerful helper.

The Prison Dragon Saint also thought that if they could aid in breaking through, even if it only increased the breaking realm probability by 1%, it would be extremely precious.

Offering it to Lord Monroe King would surely raise his impression score significantly?

"Keep searching, it’s likely hidden by the human race Holy Tiers, we need to dig three feet deep."

Saying this,

the Prison Dragon Saint cautiously swung his claw, scraping off a layer of wall.

He made careful movements, fearing that a slight bit of force would destroy the entire alloy gate like before.

Layer after layer of wall peeled off.

Cracks rapidly spread with a cracking sound, covering the entire wall in an instant.

The Prison Dragon Saint was dumbfounded.

I just touched it lightly, does the reaction have to be this intense?!

The Molten Rock Ancestor and the One-eyed Saint were drawn over, and under their gaze, the cracks swiftly spread, and in the blink of an eye...

It collapsed!

Whoosh—

The One-eyed Saint’s spiritual power swept out, stabilizing the gradually collapsing fortress.

Both saints cast disapproving glances at the Prison Dragon.

The Prison Dragon Saint muttered quietly, who knew the relic had become so fragile?!

At this moment,

a weak fluctuation spread from within the collapsed relic, sensed by the three saints.

They gazed intently, seeing a blurry light and shadow emerging from within the collapsed fortress.

It seemed to be the core of the fortress, a kind of intelligence, almost worn away by the long river of time, yet the collapse of the fortress happened to activate it.

"...Inheritance... Destruction... Inheritance... Destruction..."

The eyes of the three saints lit up; could the light and shadow before them contain the true inheritance?!

The fortress collapsed,

and the One-eyed Saint and the Molten Rock Ancestor themselves approached—what if the avatar cannot accept the inheritance?

They felt a gaze directed at them.

Was that blurry silhouette scanning their qualifications to receive the inheritance?

Suddenly,

the silhouette’s gaze fell on the Prison Dragon Saint.

The Prison Dragon’s face lit up with joy, while the One-eyed Saint and Molten Rock Ancestor grew anxious.

"Reincarnation Hall... mark... cannot accept inheritance... self-destruct..."

Snap—

The entire silhouette shattered, dispersing into tiny starlight and disappearing without a trace.

The One-eyed Saint and Molten Rock Ancestor were stunned.

Reincarnation Hall... it seems to be some mysterious force spread across the universe.

Is it hostile to the force that owns the relic?

Wait, this thick-browed and big-eyed Prison Dragon Saint is actually from the Reincarnation Hall, not a Lone Hero!

It was he who caused us to lose the inheritance!

Lost such a precious inheritance!

"Prison Dragon!!!"

The Prison Dragon Saint was bewildered, puzzled, shocked, and spitting blood.

Why... is it me again?

...

Green Shadow City, Lord’s Castle.

Tang Yu, who had successfully broken through to the Holy Tier and reverted to a lazy lord, was lying on a soft blanket made from the tail of a Transcendent Third Tier mutated squirrel. Beside him, precious incense burned in a Third Tier Divine Weapon quality incense burner.

The room was arranged with nineteen advanced auxiliary arrays, including Ninth-Tier Source Gathering Array and Ninth-Tier Calming Array.

Telekinesis descended from the Void.

Even lying down can make you stronger.

The life of a Lord is just this decadent and dull.

Lord Tang’s eyes were blank, but in reality, his gaze pierced endless spatial dimensions, landing on the sub-territory built a few months ago.

After a moment, he sighed.

As the sub-territory completely disintegrated, Tang Yu lost control over the Nine Dragon Column area.

In fact,

although he could project his gaze onto any sub-territory at any time, the current number of sub-territories was either a thousand or eight hundred, so it was impossible to monitor them constantly.

He couldn’t withstand the high level of the Molten Rock Ancestor and the other Saints; stepping in triggered the alarm—which had already been raised to the Holy Tier level by the inflated Lord Tang.

With the appearance of three Holy Tier Saints, Tang Yu had no intention of taking action.

Even if there were only the Molten Rock Ancestor, with a fortification-type Holy Artifact present, it would be hard to completely kill the opponent.

Moreover, he had dismantled the Transmission Array before leaving to ensure Earth’s coordinates would not be reverse-engineered... he had even less intent to ambush the opponent.

At most, to cause some annoyance.

Tang Yu wasn’t aware of the identities of the Molten Rock Ancestor and the One-eyed Saint.

Succeed, and it’s fine; fail, and it’s no big deal.

"As for the final outcome, seeing the Prison Dragon Saint’s expression change was quite peculiar... it seems the pit worked well."

Mourning for the Prison Dragon Saint for 0.3 seconds.

Then he put it out of his mind.

Just three Holy Tier passersby, the universe is so vast, the chances of encountering them again are slim.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was time again for the graduation exam of World Tree Academy.

The graduation exam had been held for several sessions already.

This year’s session was the most unique, not only because of exchange students from various forces but also due to the exceptionally high quality of the students this year.

This exam was grand, held not in the Spirit Space but in reality.

High-level members from various Holy Lands and overlord forces were invited.

Already being of Holy Tier, with nothing pressing to attend to, Tang Yu also decided to attend the graduation exam in the capacity of the World Tree Academy’s principal.

Incidentally earning some reputation.

"Hmm, maybe we can even arrange a ceremony to award certificates to the most outstanding young boys and girls."

After all, it is a session with exchange students.

If organized well, showcasing the progress exchange students have made over the year, it would boost goodwill and prestige, and there’s a significant chance of attracting another batch of exchange students next year.

Tang Yu shook his tactical watch.

He called Chen Haiping and other high-level officials of the Municipal Department, as well as several vice-principals including Shanggong Ling.

"It’s time to assign them some tasks."