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Ever since Lin Feng killed the Gengjin Tiger King and obtained the essence of his demon soul and corpse, Jieyu had been coveting it.

To him, he could supersede the peak of a demonic commander if he was given anything to eat.

As a result, he could successfully form a demon soul and promote to the level of a demon lord.

But it was a pity that Lin Feng did not fulfill his wishes even up till now.

Now that what he had coveted was finally in front of him, Jieyu was touched until he was on the verge of crying.

"It must be my performance during the battle with the Taotie that caught your attention, My Lord.

Although I did not win, you managed to recognize my hard work."

Although it was just one-third of the essence of the demon soul, Jieyu was still very happy.

Cultivating on Mount Yujing did not seem to be inferior to Mount Baiyun of the Great Void Sect.

Over these days, his abilities had indeed grown by a lot.

He swallowed the essence of the demon soul in one mouth. Jieyu’s demonic powers suddenly grew exponentially. After it grew, it suddenly shrank again.

After the shrinking of his demonic powers, Jieyu’s dragon stature actually became more breathtaking.

The space above Mount Yujing resonated impressively the sound of thunder.

After swallowing one-third of the essence of the demon soul, Jieyu was able to attain a breakthrough and overcame the Thunder Tribulations, forming the demon soul.

Lin Feng looked at this scene curiously. He realized that there was still a difference in the way demons and humans overcame the Thunder Tribulations.

Regardless of whether it was him or Kang Nanhua when they overcame the Thunder Tribulations and formed their soul, they managed to resist the Thunder Tribulations through their own mana.

Holding off the Thunder Tribulations, they did not dare to let it touch their body.

Whereas for the demonic clan, their way was the reverse. They directly spat out their demonic pill, allowing the Thunder Tribulations to strike the demonic pill.

If it could sustain, the demonic pill would be converted to a demon soul, attaining the realm of a demonic lord.

If it could not sustain, then it would be dissipated into bubbles.

As compared to the human method, it was more ancient, bloody and dangerous. It consisted of a wild survival instinct and a resilient mindset.

But it was also closer to the ancient rules of Heaven and Earth. It was a natural law.

Jieyu did not expend too much energy to overcome the tribulations to form the demon soul. With his initial cultivation, he could already activate the Thunder Tribulations, just that the success rate would only be fifty percent. That was why he purposely repressed the vibration of his demonic powers to prevent the Thunder Tribulations from being activated.

Now that he had attained one-third of the essence of the demon soul, the savings of his powers were enough to successfully overcome the Thunder Tribulations.

After being struck by lightning, the black demonic pill started to shine with a dim golden radiance, boosting the toughness of the pill, such that it could not even be moved by lightning anymore.

As the Thunder Tribulations slowly disappeared, the black demonic pill was still unharmed.

After the Thunder Tribulations had passed, Jieyu’s black demonic pill released a crisp sound amongst the flashing radiance. It was as if an egg shell was cracked, revealing various cracked lines on it.

But this form of cracks did not suggest that it was broken. Rather, it revealed an aura of a new beginning.

The cracks rapidly increased until they covered the entire demonic pill. An evil aura emanated from each of the cracks.

After the demonic pill fully cracked open, an immature dragon slithered out of it, as if it was a little snake. It shook its body slightly. In between its scales, there were no fishy smell like snakes and bugs, but rather there was a fresh scent.

This fresh scent rapidly condensed to form blossoming, dark clouds. One is tempted to submit to the tiny dragon that came from within it.

Lin Feng laughed, "Very good. Now you are also one of the demonic lords in the dragon clan. It is a pity that the situation of your dragon clan is a little special, thus you cannot be called the dragon king."

In all the demonic clans, one who formed a demon soul could be called a demonic lord. Once they successfully go through cultivation, their demon soul would not be destroyed and they would be termed Great Saints.

This was with the exception of the dragon clan. In the dragon clan, a successful cultivation would prevent the dragon soul from being destroyed and allowed one to be called a dragon king.

It seemed like they were of a lower level than the other demonic clans. But in fact, there was a saying in the demonic clans, "Always bow down when we see a dragon". Except for immemorial demons who inherited through their bloodlines, like the Taoties and Golden Crows, other demons had to bow down when they were in front of the dragon clan.

They controlled the world since immemorial and even up till today, they still had their own prestige.

Jieyu’s demon soul became one with his flesh. As he opened his eyes, an aura of dominance was released.

The Bastille Black Dragon clan had one of the strongest flesh in the demonic clans, not to even say amongst the Immemorial Celestial Dragons.

After Jieyu had promoted to the realm of the demonic lord, his flesh and blood was steaming vigorously even as he was sitting without moving, as if he wanted to tear apart time and space.

If he fought the Gengjin Tiger King now, Jieyu had full confidence that he could trounce him.

But in front of Lin Feng, Jieyu was afraid to be rude. Before the Sect-Opening ceremony, in the battle at the barren land of Shazhou, Jieyu witnessed the entire proceedings even though he did not participate, all with the deliberate arrangements by Lin Feng.

The scene where Lin Feng killed Yu Qianshan and the Cloud Elephant Grandmaster with his fingertips in a split second was etched in his mind. He did not dare to entertain any thoughts of a rebellion.

He respectfully bowed towards Lin Feng, "It was all possible due to you, my lord. I will listen to any orders, even if I have to go through heaven and hell, and follow your wishes, My Lord."

Lin Feng slightly smiled, "You do not have to go through hell for me, but I really need your help in one matter now."

Jieyu replied without hesitation, "Please instruct me, My Lord. I will carry it out without further questions!"

On the surface, he looked passionate, but he had his own schemes in mind, "This leader of the Celestial Sect is also pretty kind when he does things. During the battle of Shazhou, he did not push me to fight against the cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage. Even if he had something he wanted me to do, it was something I could complete. I was never placed in a difficult spot."

"Furthermore, he is quite a generous person. As long as I do my tasks well, he will treat me well."

Jieyu laid out his own schemes in his mind. Lin Feng did not probe further and only asked, "When you fought the Taotie earlier, you once used some form of defensive abhijna?"

Jieyu nodded his head and replied, "That is a gifted theurgy from my Bastille Black Dragon clan, called the Royal Bastille Curse. It uses demonic powers to form a special curse that can be incorporated on our scales, turning out scales into Refined Mana Black Scales, which can resist and destroy the powers of a large majority of spells."

He revealed a proud expression on his face, "This is the move that can only be cultivated after forming the demon soul, but after cultivating on this mountain for quite some time, I have understood a lot about the laws of the Heaven and Earth. That is why I am able to unleash everything during the peak of a demonic commander."

"Now that I have formed the demon soul and promoted to a demonic lord, using this abhijna will allow me to build a stronger resistance." Jieyu laughed, "Even if you let the small Taotie burn me with the Grand Sun Primordial Fire, I will not be scared at all."

"As one of the seven Primordial Fires on Earth, the Grand Sun Primordial Fire is very dominant. But she is only a demonic commander, thus if she wants to overcome my Refined Mana Black Scales, she will take a long time. Before she even reaches there, I will tear her apart already."

Lin Feng nodded with excitement, "What if she progresses to a demonic lord?"

Jieyu’s neck shrunk and he hesitated for a moment, "I cannot tell, we will only know after we fight."

Although he was talking big, he certainly knew that if both parties were of the same level, he would face a losing battle coming up against the Grand Sun Primordial Fire, Gifted Engulfing Theurgy and Tuntun’s flesh, which was not much weaker than him.

Lin Feng did not try to probe further, saying, "It is definitely a strong power, now I need your

scales to be practically put into use."

Jieyu slapped his chest with gusto, "My Lord, please feel free to instruct me, I will...wait, My Lord, did you say you need my scales to be practically put into use?"

Lin Feng nodded, "Yes."

Jieyu asked cautiously, "My Lord, may I ask, for what use exactly? Do you want me to spar with someone with a high level of mantra?"

"That is not the case." Lin Feng shook his head, as a smile appeared at the edges of his lips, "I have explained clearly previously, you do not have to read between the lines. It can be understood literally."

"I need your scales. No, it will be more accurate to say that I need you to provide some of your scales."

Jieyu started to let out cold sweat as his greatest fear was fulfilled. He instantly realized that Lin Feng wanted to directly scrape off his scales.

"My.... My.... My Lord, I...please do not...." Jieyu’s was speechless.

Lin Feng grinned from ear to ear and treated Jieyu with the most kindly smile he had ever been,

"Trust me, it will be fine, come, do not be scared, it will not hurt."

In the next moment, a helpless groan resonated around Mount Yujing.

Both Xiao Budian and Tuntun heard the crying howl and they could not resist withdrawing their necks, "Who is that shouting so fearfully, is he being deep-fried alive?"

Seeing the Refined Mana Black Scales that he had obtained, he tried to figure out the way and concept of the curse, thinking to himself, "This so-called Royal Bastille Curse puts the Bastille as the secondary point. The main point laid in the ‘Curse’, seemingly like a different version of some secret abhijna of the dragon clan. If I have the time, I shall research a bit."

"The amount of Refined Black Mana Scales in your hands should be enough?" Lin Feng nodded his head with satisfaction, "It is okay if there is not enough, I can obtain it again when the time comes."

Jieyu was crying and shivering from head to toe as if he was beaten up by a dozen men. Initially, he was glad that the torture for him was over, but after listening to Lin Feng’s words, his eyes rolled up and fainted.

After Lin Feng dismissed Jieyu, he flew up to a branch of the Black Heavenly Treasure Tree and sat down. Holding up the Refined Mana Black Scales, he whipped out the dragon tendons that he had obtained at a lucky draw. He also took out the Zhuyan Demon Eye that Yan Mingyue gave to him.

The dragon tendon and Refined Mana Black Scales achieved a chemistry. When they met each other, they let out a dragon chant and there was even the condensation of a Mighty Auspicious Cloud special only to the Immemorial Celestial Dragons.

As the Mighty Auspicious Cloud encountered the Zhuyan Demon Eye, the Zhuyan Demon Eye let out a sound. The flame within the transparent ball structure was burning peacefully initially, but it suddenly started to burn vigorously. It was as if a sleeping Immemorial Celestial Dragon was jolted awake and opened its eyes.

That majestic yet frightening power was stronger than Pang Jie’s Heaven and Earth Appearance Mantra, although it was only slightly weaker than that of the Six Appearances Sword.

Lin Feng nodded in approval, "It is not just an embryo of a magic treasure, its quality was pretty top-notch. Once it becomes a magic treasure, its power will be the best."

"It’s a pity that I have not attained the Immortal Soul, thus I am unable to let you display your prowess." Lin Feng laughed, "But, a wealthy man has his way of living, so does a poor man."

After he finished speaking, Lin Feng pointed his finger at the Black Heavenly Treasure Tree, causing a branch along with a few leaves to break off.

A huge branch shrunk continuously in the process of falling, until it became the size of an average tree branch, landing on Lin Feng’s hand.