novelraw Chapter 111 : Crimson Armored Golden Embryo, Wu Sangui's Dragon Transformation!
Chapter 111 : Crimson Armored Golden Embryo, Wu Sangui's Dragon Transformation!
Chapter 111: Crimson Armored Golden Embryo, Wu Sangui's Dragon Transformation!
Wu Sangui had long held suspicions. If Jiang Yan truly were a reincarnated grand cultivator, why hadn’t he simply smacked him to death?
He didn’t believe in this damned world—that there could be a Buddha genuinely seeking to save all beings.
Unless… he couldn’t do it.
So, while conversing, he observed, and noticed the red candle burning faster under the corrosion of the power of decay.
‘Trouble.’
Jiang Yan was alarmed. As expected, he couldn’t underestimate the heroes of this world—especially those who had once stirred the winds and clouds of the realm. None of them were easy to deal with.
Now this was troublesome.
Yet his expression remained calm. With a flower-picking smile, he said, "When the mind is without hindrance, actions are unimpeded; because there is no hindrance, there is no fear."
"I, too, wish to see if compassion can turn decay into miracles."
Jiang Yan spoke with double meaning.
Buddhist masters spoke in Zen riddles, always the cryptic ones.
Sure enough, Wu Sangui’s face showed hesitation, but he ultimately made up his mind and roared, "Whether you're the reincarnation of a Buddha or a pawn laid by some great divine power, no one can judge me!"
Boom!
【Law Domain—Nation of Decay】was pushed to the limit, continuing to envelop Jiang Yan, accelerating the red candle's burn.
In just moments, one-third had been consumed.
Jiang Yan sat in lotus position, expression serene, guiding 【Crossing the Bitter Sea】 toward the edge of the Law Domain, all the while chanting sutras to guide the nearby souls.
"Troublesome fellow."
Wu Sangui's gaze turned dark. Killing Jiang Yan was too difficult, so he shifted his eyes to the High Priest of the Yellow Talisman Dog-Folk—Fuyuan!
"Since that's the case, I’ll seize the Heavenly Treasure Tree first, then find the Young Heavenly King's burial site to switch paths."
His thoughts raced. The Decaying Palm Seal condensed and shattered the river of talismans formed by thousands of Yellow Talisman Dog-Folk, reaching for Fuyuan.
Su Baitao fired an arrow with all her might, but couldn’t even scratch the surface of the massive palm seal.
At that moment, Jiang Yan's voice echoed, "Fuyuan, don’t let him catch you. Otherwise, the Heavenly Treasure Tree and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom dragon robe you wear will let Wu Sangui shed his insect husk and transform into a true dragon!"
Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Dragon Robe?
Fuyuan froze, and suddenly, memories that didn’t exist floated to the surface, as if sealed within the Heavenly Treasure Tree.
It turned out the high priest robe she wore was once the dragon robe of the Young Heavenly King of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, imbued with national dragon qi, which allowed it to suppress the Heavenly Treasure Tree and prevent it from acting up.
It hadn’t been passed down to descendants, fearing someone would covet the dragon qi and attempt to transform into a dragon, bringing disaster.
"The ancestors were indeed farsighted, but they never anticipated the corpse of the Young Heavenly King would mutate..."
Fuyuan gave a bitter laugh. Had Jiang Yan not spoken, she wouldn’t have known she carried such a monumental secret.
Only by an outsider's reminder did she awaken these memories.
But now, it was already too late!
"Gulu!"
As the massive palm descended, Fuyuan’s gaze turned to despair. At that moment, Little Celestial Ghost appeared beside her and blinked her away from beneath the palm.
Boom!
The massive palm shattered the earth, turning hundreds of Yellow Talisman Dog-Folk to ash, the rest hurled away in disarray.
In the next moment, Fuyuan reappeared a hundred meters away. Though she had dodged in time, several strands of decaying qi touched her, triggering the dragon qi in the once-theatrical-looking robe. A dragon’s roar rang out!
Unlike Silver Dragon Qi, this was the true—
National Dragon Qi!
At this moment, Wu Sangui, who had harbored doubts, was utterly convinced. This was indeed the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Dragon Robe.
The more he observed, the more he felt the dragon qi bubbling, surging out uncontrollably.
He had heard from the Corpse-Dissolution Court that during the late Qing, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom wore theatrical garb only because Han traditions had withered under foreign rule, leaving only opera costumes as cultural remnants.
Thus, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Dragon Robe appeared flamboyant.
"Stay!"
The decayed emperor's head on Wu Sangui opened its mouth and roared.
Destructive Roar!
Decay merged with sonic waves, shattering the fragile Diseased Domain space. It exploded, forcing out Little Celestial Ghost and Fuyuan, who tumbled across the ground.
"Gulu..."
Little Celestial Ghost endured immense pain and staggered to its feet. Soul fire flickered in its eye sockets. It hated pain,
But...
Even at the cost of everything, it had to complete its master’s mission!
It tried to blink away with Fuyuan again, only to be refused.
"Don’t drag me down. Take it and go!"
Covered in dust, Fuyuan smiled. She activated 【Plain Clothes Talisman】 to cloak herself in garments, then pulled off the dragon robe and draped it over Little Celestial Ghost.
She seemed dazed, as if seeing a prince fleeing the capital in dragon robes, carrying the nation’s fate, seeking restoration, only to become a skeleton.
She murmured, "Looks just like him..."
"Gulu?"
Little Celestial Ghost tilted its head, not understanding. It blinked away, without a trace of sentimentality.
Only wishing to complete its master’s task.
"Fool, why don’t I just catch it directly?" Wu Sangui sneered.
Fuyuan smiled gently. "Sure, but don’t you want the Heavenly Treasure Tree?"
Boom!
As she spoke, divine aura erupted from her body, forcibly stimulating the Heavenly Treasure Tree, which had lost half its essence. Pure white radiance shone—sacred and beautiful.
"You dare!?"
Wu Sangui's eyes nearly burst. He hadn’t expected this wretched woman to attempt self-destruction via the Heavenly Treasure Tree.
If he couldn’t switch paths and betrayed the Corpse-Dissolution Court again, he’d never escape their Reincarnation Pool’s pursuit—death was certain.
Jiang Yan hadn’t expected this High Priestess to be so fierce either.
This courage truly surprised him.
"Dragon-Tiger Arrow!"
A silver arrow ripped through the void, piercing Fuyuan. The power of law-breaking spread, aiming to stop her.
Yet the silver Dragon-Tiger Qi, which shattered all dharma, could not interfere with the Heavenly Treasure Tree’s operation. It was even repelled.
"God’s Path is indeed powerful!"
Seeing this, Wu Sangui was both greedy and furious. If he could switch to this path, he might not become a supreme being, but he’d face no obstacles.
After all, God no longer responded—perhaps something had gone wrong.
This path—might be vacant now.
Hence, many factions pursued God’s inheritance, seeing it as a chance to ascend.
Determined, Wu Sangui pulled 【Law Domain—Nation of Decay】from Jiang Yan and cast it upon Fuyuan.
Endless decayed ash fell, finally halting the Heavenly Treasure Tree’s self-destruction.
Wu Sangui sighed in relief. Fuyuan also smiled faintly, looking toward Jiang Yan and softly said:
"Sir, I did my best..."
Due to blood loss, her vision blurred. She faintly heard a voice, growing clearer.
"Taiping... peace for all under heaven..."
It was the blessing every Dog-Folk heard at birth.
Hoping they could live in peace.
Fuyuan's consciousness faded, leaving one last thought:
"What a shame. The 400 years of peace for the Yellow Talisman Dog-Folk were merely a dream."
At this moment, Little Celestial Ghost had arrived at Jiang Yan’s side.
"Gulu!"
It happily handed over the Dragon Robe.
Jiang Yan praised, "Well done. As long as he doesn't transform into a dragon, there's still hope..."
But before he finished, the surrounding souls exploded into black mist.
Boom!
Amid a deafening roar, a soul shrouded in black mist burst from the smoke, clutching the Dragon Robe in its jaws.
"Dragon-Tiger Calamity-Suppressing Seal!"
Silver Dragon-Tiger Qi roared from the dust, charging at the soul. The 【Eight-Headed Treasure Elephant Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva】Wonder also moved in to strike, but was blocked by 【Law Domain—Nation of Decay】, trapping Jiang Yan.
Bang!
With another explosion, the black mist soul returned to Wu Sangui.
The soul transmitted emotions of pain and regret but was forcibly enslaved and uncontrollable.
Wu Sangui gloated, "Back when you controlled these souls, I had already enslaved many in secret. Originally meant for a sneak attack, now they serve another purpose."
"So what if they respect you, willing to sacrifice for you? These ants will always bow to the strong!"
"Survival of the fittest is this world's unchanging law!"
Looking at the Dragon Robe in his hand, he felt the dragon qi boiling. Just touching it made his scale armor tremble. His life instinct screamed for evolution.
This robe could truly transform someone into a dragon!
"With the Taiping Kingdom’s fate, let me become a true dragon!"
After confirming the robe held no hidden tricks, his central head devoured it. Vast dragon qi erupted within.
Crack crack crack.
The centipede scales on his lower half turned purple-gold. Countless insect legs shrank back. His body rapidly transformed. Two fleshy mounds grew on his head, swelling with blood.
The scales covering his body peeled away.
Wu Sangui laughed wildly, "I, Wu Sangui, am the Heaven’s Mandate Son! I will reclaim all that I lost!"
"It’s over!"
Su Baitao turned pale and sighed, "Centipede transforming into a dragon—Crimson Armored Golden Embryo!"
The centipede-dragon transformation required devouring human fate. Families whose fate was absorbed would slowly decline.
It favored nobles and royalty, siphoning their fate to evolve.
During this, it would grow dual pincers, four or six wings, and purple-gold scales, earning the title "Iron Dragon."
After that came a choice:
If it pursued humanoid form, it would condense a Wind-Fixing Pearl.
If it pursued dragon form, it would become a Crimson Armored Golden Embryo.
No matter how they attacked, to it, it was just a tickle.
High in the sky, Wu Sangui fully transformed. He shed the last of his scales, his head swelling into a twisted dragon shape, body black as ink, dragon claws oozing decay. Three faces crowned his dragon head.
Three-faced Black Dragon.
The shed purple-gold scales turned into a purple orb, like a dragon pearl, clenched in its jaws.
Thus was born the Crimson Armored Golden Embryo!
The others sighed. Who would've thought the tide would turn at the last moment.
Wu Sangui, now a black dragon, opened his eyes, gazed down, and felt immense power. Pure dragon blood surged, reaching the peak of the Law Seed stage.
He looked down at Jiang Yan and the beings below, grinning maliciously:
"Now, I lack nothing!"