C9 Phagocytosis

Hong Ling stopped, he could no longer move any further, the pressure from the Five-clawed Golden Dragon was too strong, forcing him to the point where he could not breathe.

Right now, his body was abnormally weak. The only thing he could do was to mobilize his soul power within the Divine Court to resist the pressure of this Archaic Divine Beast.

The teenager activated his soul power and operated it in the soul circuit of the Primordial Spirit. His soul power was continuously produced and rushed out of his body to defend against the tyrannical might of the dragon.

"It seems that soul power is indeed effective in resisting the dragon's might!" Hong Ling felt a sense of pressure that was gradually becoming weaker and felt joy in his heart.

His injuries had yet to recover, and the threat Long Wei posed to him was just too great. If he wasn't careful, the scabbed wounds would reopen.

More than ten years had passed by now, and Hong Ling's use of soul power had become more and more familiar, no less so than his use of Authentic Qi s in his previous life. If not for this, it would be impossible for him to rely on his own strength to kill that many bandits while still in the midst of awakening.

He tried his best to calm his breathing. Hong Ling told him not to be so nervous, this Five-clawed Golden Dragon had already been dead for a long period of time, but its power was still present.

Even in the ancient times of the Conferred Gods, it was the incomparably powerful Holy Spirit of the Gods. But now, he had actually been fortunate enough to see a dead Five-clawed Golden Dragon, this made the youngster extremely shocked.

Hong Ling crawled out of the tunnel and landed on the wide bluestone altar inside the cave. He was currently still more than a dozen feet away from the gigantic Five-clawed Golden Dragon, but the moment he stepped onto the altar, the dragon's might suddenly increased by a step.

Hong Ling clenched his teeth, speeding up the circulation of his soul power, and endured the pain.

His body didn't stop moving, still moving slowly. He wanted to get closer to the divine dragon corpse, but as he moved forward, the dragon aura became even more powerful.

When the youth was only ten meters away from the dragon corpse, the dragon aura in the air already seemed to be real, blocking him and preventing him from advancing any further.

"What a strong pressure. I'm afraid even Old Man Han, who heavily injured his father and mother back then, is not as strong as this Five-clawed Golden Dragon!"

Hong Ling's eyes revealed a serious look. When he was alive, he did not know how powerful this True Dragon was, but after being dead for so many years, even the limestone on the altar had started to decay, its corpse was still extremely lifelike.

"Originally, this altar should have had many protective array formations, but as time passed, they completely broke. Otherwise, with my strength, I wouldn't have been able to enter this place!"

Hong Ling looked at the altar beneath him thoughtfully, then looked at the gigantic dragon corpse. The longer he stayed at the altar, the more terrifying he felt the Five-clawed Golden Dragon was. Before that, he couldn't even sense the existence of this big guy with his soul power.

In the past when they were hunting, Hong Ling had also encountered situations like this, where he had met powerful Demonic Beast s. However, he had also seen the corpses of dead Demonic Beast s before, and there was no pressure at all.

Just as the youth was about to enter a trance, the huge dragon corpse's eyeballs suddenly blinked once. Immediately after, a golden ray of light flashed and entered the youth's forehead.

With a honglong sound, thunder suddenly exploded in Hong Ling's Divine Hall, causing his hair to stand on end. In his consciousness, a Five-clawed Golden Dragon was quietly floating there, pouring down a monstrous dragon's might, pushing his consciousness to the edge of the Divine Hall.

"This is —" Hong Ling's breath quickened, as a sense of danger rose in his heart, "This is the dragon soul of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon?"

The teenager groaned. The Five-clawed Golden Dragon swooped down from the sky above and fiercely crashed into his own consciousness and his consciousness was originally a ball of dense light. Under the impact of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, it instantly dissipated into countless specks of light.

The golden colored dragon soul smashed apart Hong Ling's consciousness, then roared, and then opened its mouth to ruthlessly inhale, causing's fragment of consciousness to be immediately swallowed a small half.

Ah!

Hong Ling held the head and cried out in pain, he never thought that this dragon corpse would have a dragon soul, and that the dragon soul would actually run to his own Divine Court, and devour his consciousness.

As the Dragon Soul slowly digested the fragments of Hong Ling's consciousness, he felt that his control over his body was a little strange, as if he was being rejected.

"Possession, this guy actually wants to devour my consciousness and rebirth from possession!"

But Hong Ling could do nothing about it. He realized that his consciousness had no form, and the Primordial Spirit could not even leave his body.

Roar, the golden dragon soul roared once again. It had already completely digested the consciousness fragments that it had swallowed, and now it was diving down once again.

"Damn it, does this guy have no consciousness to bully me!?"

Hong Ling was enraged, he had just thought of form, and in that moment, the soul power inside the Divine Hall started to boil.

This youth's soul power would normally float within the Divine Hall, and would only be moved out of his body when he needed it. But at this moment, under the influence of Hong Ling's subconsciousness, it slowly gathered into a figure.

"Isn't that my own Primordial Spirit?"

Seeing the figure appear, Hong Ling was horrified. Ever since the Primordial Spirit had fused with his body, he had always wanted to activate the Primordial Spirit, but was unable to do so. He could only activate the soul force produced by the Primordial Spirit.

"Body of consciousness? Could it be the Primordial Spirit's avatar?! "

With regards to the unusual situation in front of him, even Hong Ling himself was not sure. This was because this Primordial Spirit Clone could not create its own soul circuit like the main Primordial Spirit, and was unable to generate its own soul power.

However, at this moment, he no longer had a way out. Under his orders, the remaining fragments of his consciousness quickly entered that soul.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is. Hahahaha!" The youth was wild with joy, "Soul power can actually reform into the body of a Primordial Spirit, but it must be supported by consciousness, otherwise it will dissipate once again."

"In other words, the current Primordial Spirit is a simulation. He is only my Primordial Spirit Clone, but he can be used as he pleases."

In the Divine Court, the young man's Primordial Spirit Clone was no different from his own body. He looked at the diving Dragon Soul with a focused gaze, and then fiercely threw a punch.

Soul power gathered in his hands, a strong feeling welled up in Hong Ling's heart. He controlled the Primordial Spirit and fiercely punched on the forehead of the golden dragon soul.

With a bang, the dragon soul was actually pushed back by him. The soul power within the main Primordial Spirit began to circulate continuously along the soul circuit, releasing the pure soul power into the Divine Court.

Hong Ling's Primordial Spirit Clone had just swallowed a whole lot of soul energy and absorbed it all. His dark golden fist once again smashed outwards ruthlessly, and actually stayed in a stalemate with the golden dragon soul.

Resisting the pain in his mind, Hong Ling moved his body with difficulty and slowly crawled towards the gigantic dragon corpse. Although the pressure emitted from the dragon corpse had weakened a lot after the appearance of the dragon soul, the distance between him and the dragon corpse was still extremely difficult.

"When I get closer to your corpse, I'll definitely eat your corpse!"

Hong Ling thought fiercely. He had originally entered the altar to admire the dragon's majesty without any ill intentions, but this dragon soul actually wanted to possess him. This made him very angry.

"If people don't offend me, then I won't offend them. If they offend me, then we will eliminate the roots!"

Roar, the dragon soul in his mind felt the youth's anger and actually roared. Obviously, it did not expect that this ant-like youth would actually not know what respect was and would be so bold as to want to eat it.

With a roar, the colossal dragon soul exuded a faint aura of light as golden lightning was instantly birthed.

Hong Ling's dark golden Primordial Spirit Clone looked at it quietly, the coldness in its eyes growing stronger.

Ang!

The dragon souls roared, and the golden lightning instantly struck down. They struck the young man's Primordial Spirit and pierced through it.

After a single exchange, Hong Ling's consciousness could no longer hold up, and instantly collapsed. As for the Primordial Spirit Clone, it also unceasingly dispersed.

When the dragon soul saw this, it quickly dived down, wanting to swallow the soul power that contained the youth's soul fragment.

Hong Ling was instantly enraged, this damned dragon soul actually did not know what was good for it, wanting to kill it all! The youth's consciousness immediately condensed, the huge dark golden soul energy, instantly converged back into the body of an even tougher Primordial Spirit.

He watched as the dragon soul swooped down and fiercely trampled on the ground of the Divine Court, instantly soaring into the sky and landing on the head of the dragon soul in the face of the tyrannical dragon aura.

The dark golden Primordial Spirit grabbed onto a dragon horn of the Dragon Soul and smashed it down ruthlessly with its fist.

Boom! The dragon soul was smashed to the ground by his fist, letting out a furious roar.

The young man's dark golden Primordial Spirit released a rainbow of energy, punching out nonstop, while the dragon soul roared in anger, its head dizzy and eyes blurry, unable to soar into the sky.

Hong Ling, who was standing next to the dragon soul, still could not let out a breath of air. He actually bit hard on the dragon soul's neck, and with a kacha sound, golden dragon blood gushed out of the broken Dragon Scale, which was immediately sucked by him.

A monstrous amount of golden soul power was sucked into the Primordial Spirit. Although it was a virtual Primordial Spirit Clone, it gave him a feeling of satiation.

Roar! The dragon soul wailed and began to struggle madly.

How could Hong Ling be willing to let it go now? Everyone knew the principle of letting a tiger return to its lair. Moreover, this fellow was not a tiger, but a genuine Primordial Divine Beast, an incomparably powerful Five-clawed Golden Dragon!

After inhaling a long breath of the Primordial Spirit's cloud and mist, Hong Ling's originally illusory Primordial Spirit Clone actually became more corporeal, and also became much tougher.

The youth was overjoyed. He had always wanted to give it a try, but he never thought that the vampire's devouring ability would actually be displayed, allowing him to devour the dragon's power. Thinking about this, Hong Ling's suction force became even stronger.

Ao, the dragon soul was frantically struggling, the golden lightning on its body unceasingly bombarded the youth's Primordial Spirit Clone, but how could Hong Ling let it go.

A fierce fist smashed down once again, this youth's Primordial Spirit was still wrapped around the dragon soul, not allowing it to soar into the sky.

It was a pity that it had touched Hong Ling. This young man had experienced two lives, how could he be soft-hearted at this moment, and furthermore, how could he dare be soft-hearted?

Finally, the dragon soul stopped struggling, and its last bit of consciousness was completely destroyed.

Hong Ling's Primordial Spirit felt the change in the dragon soul and was instantly overjoyed. He finally did not need to split his focus to suppress the Demon Ghost, and currently, he was devouring it with all his might.

When the last wisp of dragon soul was completely devoured, Hong Ling's Primordial Spirit Clone could no longer withstand the huge amount of soul energy, and instantly exploded, causing the youth's consciousness to be filled with a dark golden halo.

An aura that belonged to a dragon continuously spread throughout the entire Divine Court, but Hong Ling felt something strange.

He could feel that the primary Primordial Spirit within his body was constantly absorbing the soul energy that contained the dragon's aura.

Tch, the Primordial Spirit's body seemed to have been completely corroded by a mysterious force, while Hong Ling's body was actually being torn apart as well.

Because the change in the Primordial Spirit was simply too shocking, Hong Ling's body, which had been strengthened by the Divine Substance, was actually unable to bear the power and was torn apart from the inside out.

Hong Ling was startled, he was now only three feet away from the dragon corpse, but his body still continued to tear.

The youth let out a loud roar and, ignoring his injuries, took a big step forward. In an instant, his entire body was like a water bag that had been punctured by a torrential dragon's might, causing blood to gush out from the numerous wounds.

But in that instant, Hong Ling had already grabbed hold of one of the dragon horns.

Kacha, a sharp teeth extended out from his mouth, Hong Ling fiercely bit on the dragon's lower jaw.

Puchi! Scarlet dragon blood spurted out and splashed all over his face.