ng a line of defense. But those cultivators inside didn't have such good fortune. They fought without anyone helping to weaken their enemies' strength. When they got injured, no one came to help them...The moment Ryuseiza’s power surged, Rikuye understood why Zhuang Bufan had only activated it once before completely draining himself.

At this moment, he was completely enveloped by the Dragon Throne, every inch of his body throbbing with pain.

That's no illusion, it's real pain!

It was as if countless invisible, microscopic spikes had erupted from within the dragon's form, piercing its own flesh from every direction.

Suddenly, Lu Ye was subjected to the most intense torture imaginable, his entire body drenched in sweat.

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That kind of pain doesn't just affect the body, it affects the soul as well.

He could clearly feel it, the Dragon Seat was greedily absorbing everything from him, his spiritual power, physical strength, and even his soul essence...

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The rich depths of one's being are slipping away uncontrollably, at a speed that leaves Lu Ye astounded.

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Everything in sight had changed.

The dragon-cultivators around them, as well as the blood clan who had come to attack, all suddenly seemed small in stature.

He realized it wasn't that others had become smaller, but that he had grown taller!

He had seen it before, when Zhuang Bufan used the Dragon Seat, that three-zhang-tall figure, filled with a sense of oppression.

He could still see colorful hues flowing before his eyes, just as if he had activated the perceptive spirit patterns to enhance his vision. Those multicolored lights were clearly the spiritual energy colors of different attributes between heaven and earth.

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He saw the extraordinary nature of the Dragon Throne, but so what

Even if divine artifacts are powerful, they still require someone capable of wielding them. With the low cultivation levels of beings in this world, how could they possibly unleash the true power of such artifacts

If we kill the human inside this enchanted armor, then this artifact will belong to the Blood race!

He wielded a bone spike, honed from the leg of an ancient beast, bathed in bloodlight. It was clear he had invoked a secret blood art. The bone spike shot straight toward the dragon throne's head.

Seeing the enemy before him, completely motionless, he couldn't help but want to shout in triumph.

I did it!

His vision suddenly blurred, the world spinning around him. Before he could react, he lost all power to resist.

The Blood Clan's physique is relatively taller and more slender than that of humans, but only about a head taller. In front of a dragon like Longza who stands three meters tall, the difference is like that between grass and trees.

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This is too slow!

Ryus seat's power surged throughout him, pushing his senses to an unprecedented level. Even with such depth of a True Lake realm bloodline, Huangliang and the others would be hard-pressed to even draw even against him in combat.

But he just raised his hand and grabbed the other person, with ease and grace, as if he were catching a mosquito.

On all sides, numerous blood clans stirred restlessly. Upon witnessing this scene, they were all filled with awe and fear.

The captured blood races' strength was unknown to the Dragon Soaring cultivators, but the Blood Races themselves were aware of it.

How could such a powerful being be captured without any reaction

And as time passed, its own power continued to dwindle, though not as terrifyingly as before.

Their move just now was out of necessity, but also a display of deterrence!

Thanks to Zhuang Bufan demonstrating the power and danger of the Dragon Throne under his nose, Lu Ye swallowed a large amount of pills and five drops of soul water into his stomach before activating the Dragon Throne.

At this moment, his stomach rumbled with a deafening roar. His internal furnace churned at an unprecedented pace, transforming the medicinal effects of the elixir into spiritual energy, replenishing his depleted soul with the power of the spirit water.

I'm barely keeping up with Ryūsei's consumption, but I can still manage to replenish it a little.

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