Chapter 1840: Chapter 1937: True Dragon Extinction

At this point, Fang Qingye had no choice; the Ancestral Desolate Dragon couldn’t be allowed to emerge. He had to kill the maddened True Dragon before him, or the consequences would be extremely severe.

"To think that the bloodline of the True Dragon clan would end today in my hands, Fang Qingye. Although it’s for all the beings in the world, it’s still a sin," Fang Qingye sighed heavily in his heart, reluctant to strike down this True Dragon.

After all, this was the last True Dragon between heaven and earth. Once it was killed, there would be no more True Dragons in the world, and Fang Qingye would have utterly wiped out the True Dragon clan.

The Martial Lord wasn’t omnipotent; there were still things beyond his capabilities. Especially in such a scenario, Fang Qingye had to make the most rational decision.

Mo Shouhe stood above the Nine Heavens, watching the movements on the land below. Seeing Fang Qingye hesitant to deal a death blow to the True Dragon, Mo Shouhe showed no sign of urgency, looking rather leisurely.

"Fang Qingye, do you dare not strike?" Mo Shouhe murmured to himself, convinced that Fang Qingye would surely kill the True Dragon.

Sure enough, without much hesitation, Fang Qingye eventually delivered a fatal blow.

With a single palm strike, the head of the True Dragon shattered with a thunderous crash, its harrowing cries echoing within the Nine Heavens.

The cries did not last long, ceasing abruptly the moment the True Dragon’s head was smashed, raining blood upon the earth.

The witnessing potent practitioners, whether from the Human Clan or the Demon Beast Clan, couldn’t help but lament. This was likely the last True Dragon under heaven, now dead, as the mightiest creature of the ancient era is completely extinct.

Particularly those strong figures from the Demon Beast Clan felt deeply uneasy, secretly clenching their fists.

Though they dared not resent Fang Qingye, seeing the extinction of the True Dragon, which belonged to their Demon Beast Clan, naturally filled their hearts with grief, fearing that one day such a calamity might befall them.

But in this way, the crisis of the impending Ancestral Desolate Dragon’s emergence was resolved; the beings of the earth would not be plunged into greater peril, which was somewhat of a blessing.

Fang Lin stood afar watching this scene, unable to calm his heart for a long time, especially when he saw his father standing motionless in the blood rain, feeling as if he could sense his father’s inner struggle and helplessness.

Fang Lin understood Fang Qingye well; knowing it was the last True Dragon in existence, Fang Qingye was unlikely to deal a fatal blow and would more likely attempt to subdue it to try and preserve the True Dragon’s bloodline.

But now, Fang Qingye chose the most ruthless means to kill this True Dragon, completely cutting off the hope of the True Dragon clan’s continuation. Although Fang Lin didn’t know what exactly transpired, he knew his father made this decision with deep reluctance in his heart.

Both Fang Qingye and Fang Lin held the same belief: all living beings under heaven are equal, whether Human Clan or Demon Beast Clan, they are all creatures of the earth, and no one has the right to take the life of another creature, even if they are the supreme lord of the Human Clan.

Especially exterminating an entire race is exceedingly cruel; if it were Fang Lin, it would be hard to bear unless there was an unavoidable reason.

As the blood rain dissipated, the massive headless corpse of the True Dragon lay quietly between the mountains, leaving the surrounding land in disarray for miles, with countless dragon blood spilled, tempting the surrounding potent figures greatly; if not for Fang Qingye’s presence, they would have made a move to seize the dragon blood.

Kidding aside, this was a True Dragon that almost became an Ancestral Desolate Dragon; its Dragon Blood’s value is immense, something anyone could deduce, and whether Human Clan or Demon Beast Clan, obtaining its Dragon Blood would entail immense benefits.

Even drinking the Dragon Blood directly, the crudest and most wasteful method, would still enhance one’s physical body.

Moreover, amid the abundance of Dragon Blood on site, the numerous potent figures’ minds began to stir, considering even obtaining one or two drops would be a great gain.

Not just Dragon Blood, the entire body of the True Dragon could be considered a treasure, each dragon scale, piece of dragon flesh, dragon tendon, or dragon bone was comparable to heavenly materials and treasures.

This gigantic True Dragon corpse was akin to an unimaginably vast treasure; whoever could obtain it in full could potentially create a peerless mighty one or establish a top-tier Sect force.

But with Fang Qingye present, despite their greed, no one dared make a reckless move, all suppressing their greed well, not showing it externally.

The potent figures understood that, at this point, the one most entitled to the True Dragon’s corpse was undoubtedly Fang Qingye. Even if Fang Qingye took the entire True Dragon corpse away by himself, no one would oppose it.

After all, it was Fang Qingye who killed the maddened True Dragon, so he was the most qualified to decide how to handle its corpse.

Fang Qingye, aware of countless eyes on the True Dragon corpse, had to fulfill his agreement with Mo Shouhe first.

Fang Qingye made a grasping motion in the air, extracting the immense vitality contained within the True Dragon’s corpse.

Contained within was not only the True Dragon’s original vitality but also the vitality of ten thousand spirits that the True Dragon had devoured over time. When gathered together, it was considerable, extending Mo Shouhe’s life by ten thousand years.

Of course, for someone of Mo Shouhe’s caliber, extending life by ten thousand years was only a drop in the bucket.

After extracting the True Dragon vitality, Fang Qingye disappeared from the scene, reappearing moments later.

Above the Nine Heavens, after receiving the True Dragon vitality sent by Fang Qingye, Mo Shouhe absorbed it but appeared unsatisfied.

On the contrary, Mo Shouhe’s expression was a bit somber, realizing that even after absorbing the True Dragon vitality, his life was only extended by eight thousand years.

The reason for this was that Mo Shouhe’s own lifespan was nearing its end, his body close to decay, significantly reducing the potency of the True Dragon vitality on him.

However, Mo Shouhe knew his situation was dire, and without the True Dragon vitality supplement this time, he would soon have to choose another extreme method to stay alive.

"Fang Qingye, in the end, you still cannot win against me." Mo Shouhe’s figure vanished, no longer concerning himself with what was happening below.

Returning to the True Dragon’s corpse, Fang Qingye looked at it, then at the surrounding potent figures lingering.𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Fang Qingye understood what these people were thinking; with a wave of his hand, the True Dragon body was directly collected by him.

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