CHAPTER 346: CHAPTER 316: IMMORTAL DRAGONBORN, TEN CALAMITIES, GOURMET CHU YI

Inside the body of the Demon Gods.

"No need to explain, once I consume you, I’ll understand everything."

Chu Yi grinned, the warm scene causing the nine remnants to tremble, rushing forward to split and devour each other.

Chu Yi’s miraculous cultivation made these nine remnants gather and explode simultaneously, something unprecedented.

The next moment.

A dim and confusing light shone, enveloping the nine remnants, time seemed to stop.

Chu Yi’s figure elongated, like a swelling mass of flesh, large pieces of human skin paper fluttered down, a pale arm condensed, grabbing one of the remnants with a crunching sound, devouring it, blood splattering everywhere.

Imitation, an incarnation of an Underworld "King."

Crunch, crunch...

All nine remnants, hibernating within the essence of the spell, were without exception, eaten by Chu Yi.

He returned to his original form, licking his lips, still yearning for the remnants, their texture reminiscent of iron griddled squid.

"The Dragon Gods have fallen, their offspring become dragon descendants, forming the Immortal Dragon Court?"

The information was rich but scattered and chaotic, Chu Yi spared no effort in using the Divine Hand to trace the causes and assemble the information like a puzzle, efficiently.

The remnants contained part of the information, related to the founding of the Longwu Dynasty and the secrets of this small world.

An hour later.

Chu Yi withdrew his dim Divine Hand, his eyes brightened with new insights.

The Dragon God, who governed the Immortal Destiny, fell in a struggle over destiny, a piece of dragon bone supporting the Longevity Church was migrated to this small world, causing extraordinary changes.

However.

Without the Immortal Dragon God, the Longevity Church fractured, for various reasons forming countless kingdoms.

The divine techniques practiced by the Church were diluted into the later spell system.

All spells in the small world, past, present, and future, originate from the Longevity Church.

Next was the history of civilization’s development, the trend of the world, unity after a long division and division after long unity, ultimately the Longwu Dynasty replaced everything, its founder was a great figure of the early Longevity Church, with Dragon God bloodline, a Longevity Dragon descendant.

Why the cultivation of the Nine Laws of the Ancestral Dragon required dragon essence is because it transforms racial forms.

When the nine laws unite into one, the practitioner transforms into a true Dragon Race, wielding a trace of the mighty power of the Immortal Destiny, resurrecting the glory of the Longevity Church’s divine techniques.

The emperors of the Longwu Dynasty, having contact with this truth, all underwent a drastic change in temperament, all aiming for the unification of the nine laws.

Because it truly allows for immortality!

But Chu Yi had just experienced it.

The Nine Laws of the Ancestral Dragon hibernated with remnants that could even slay celestial gods, Chu Yi suspected that ordinary people who refined the Nine Laws of the Ancestral Dragon might also be possessed by an unknown entity.

At least,

they weren’t their former selves.

Having the bloodline identity of a Longevity Dragon descendant marked the commencement of the Immortal Destiny.

The endpoint,

is to become a new generation of Immortal Dragon God!

The Joyful Church and the Enchanting Demon Royal Court contended over the hopeful future Immortal Dragon God!

Sorting through all this let Chu Yi feel a sense of exhilaration.

"This world’s truth, I have deciphered!"

He unreservedly claimed the merit of the Divine Hand as his own, Chu Yi looked down at a section of jade-white arm, upon which a dragon scale the size of a thumbnail emerged and protruded.

He had a feeling, the Clock Eye rippling with Twilight Light, catching a thread like a ribbon unknowingly tied to his arm, as if it grew on him, infused with the mighty power of the Immortal Destiny.

The nine laws united, the immortal portal opened for him, transforming into the form of a dragon descendant.

"Though the dragon descendant can achieve immortality, eternal youth, born powerful, with the hope of advancing to an Immortal Dragon God in the future."

His throat dry, vocal cords transforming to dragon form, occasionally emitting a low growl of a young beast.

Dragon scales surfaced on his right hand, with a swipe, the void tore apart, exceedingly formidable.

Even the Nus Wolf King, who howled like a mad dog, had its defenses reduced to zero with one claw, peeling off a strip of wolf skin.

"But... what sort of thing are you?"

Chu Yi said coldly, activating the Human King Body, scorching blood energy surged, rolling like wolf smoke, suppressing the draconic phenomenon.

"A worthless deity whose destiny is divided, are you worth me following your incomplete destiny?"

Immortality may be mighty, but pitfalls lurk everywhere, it’s all a damn setup.

Just like.

An obscure secret Chu Yi traced.

Formerly dividing the Immortal Destiny, one of his old acquaintances, the God of Flesh and Blood trapped in a Brass Cage.

When insulted by a mere mortal, the destiny immediately expanded its network, exacting a disfiguring price on Chu Yi.

His right hand tripled in size, soft, sticky, turning to foam, a thin seam splitting open, and a scarlet dragon eye drilling out, staring at Chu Yi.

"Worthless, a dead god should obediently go to die."

Faced with the backlash of destiny, Chu Yi grinned, the Divine Hand on his left arm emanating a bright white light, colors writhing, seizing the complex network, and with a forceful pull.

Hiss!

Accompanied by an exhilarating sound of steam, this destiny, hovering between philosophy and reality, was pulled out in a substantial portion.

The Divine Hand plunged into the dense network, feeling like it inserted into tender tofu, slick and soft, the white light it emanated began to consume.

Ever since the truth was analyzed, Chu Yi had a contingency plan to consume the destiny.

Everything.

Originated from the Ten Calamities of Disaster triggered in the Underworld.

The first calamity.

The external disaster was withstanding celestial thunder, the internal disaster was climbing the Blood Ladder, reaching the top to become king.

The second calamity was very special.

And that is eating.

This led him to devour an entire Underworld, continuously eating outside too, various things, devouring all of Wei Wuyang’s minions.

Yet a hunger persisted in his stomach, lingering.

Chu Yi tugged at the network, shaped like a spider’s web, gradually drawing out a peculiar dragon-shaped creature from the destiny, with a dragon head, coral dragon horns, the body of a fish, covered in white scales, and the tail a section of snow-white fish tail.

Chiwot?

Chu Yi was surprised, couldn’t help but lick his lips, confused as to why a Chiwot emerged from the destiny?

He pondered for a second and immediately extended his hand, transforming it into a knife, cutting out pieces of white tender fish meat the size of a bowl, slightly translucent, exuding a sweet aroma.

Chu Yi did not hesitate any longer, sending a piece of fish meat into his mouth, at the instant of entry, the texture firm, tender like beef, alleviating his hunger.

Too delicious!

Chu Yi extracted a portion and put it in the kitchen as a reserve, then grabbed the fish tail, buried his face, and devoured it.

Within the body of the Demon God.

Crunch... crunch...

Gray mist swirled, whispers chaotic, only the sound of chewing clear to the ear, eerie and terrifying.

Swallowing the bones, Chu Yi still wanted more, he operated the Nine Laws of the Ancestral Dragon again, guiding the destiny over, reaching out and pulling.

Splat!

A mighty ocean wave echoed from the destiny, the network overlapping, pulling out a divine tortoise, dragon head and tortoise body, still lively.

Baizei?

Chu Yi was not surprised, glanced at it, considering from a gourmet’s perspective how to turn the tortoise into a dish.

He placed Baizei into the kitchen, used a sinister bone hammer to crack the shell, cooking it with fierce flame, made into a bowl of tortoise jelly.

This gave the dish a hint of a festive characteristic, making it easier to fill the stomach.

Wait,

to fill the stomach?

Oh no,

Could this bizarre calamity be the infectious burden that Mu Yun, that silly dragon maiden, transmitted to me?