Chapter 2225 - 2223: Secret Technique—Dragon Might

Chapter 2225: Chapter 2223: Secret Technique—Dragon Might

"What’s wrong? Is there something amiss?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Young master, if you want to deal with the true spirit of snakes, Zixin has a secret technique that can significantly reduce their combat power by at least twenty percent, even if the opponent is at the Mahayana Extreme Realm, under this secret technique, their combat power must be reduced by twenty percent!" Zixin confidently said.

"What secret technique?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, puzzled.

"The secret technique of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon race—Dragon’s Might!" Zixin said confidently and boldly.

"The secret technique of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon race—Dragon’s Might? Doesn’t that mean you need the bloodline of your Five-clawed Golden Dragon race to perform it?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Yes! This is our Five-clawed Golden Dragon race’s top-tier innate divine ability! It suppresses true spirits across all realms, regardless of the opponent’s cultivation level, especially for the true spirit of snakes! Even more so for them!" Zixin explained.

"Others may not be able to perform it, but with your talent, young master, perhaps you can!" Zixin thought for a moment and said.

"Do you really think so highly of me?" Zhang Xiaohao quipped with a playful smile.

"Zixin believes young master can certainly do it!" Zixin earnestly said.

"Hahaha—! You understand me well, Zixin." Zhang Xiaohao laughed and said.

"Young master, receive it well. Zixin will now impart the Dragon’s Might secret technique to you!" Zixin said.

"Alright." Zhang Xiaohao nodded, gesturing for Zixin to begin.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao ready, Zixin wasted no time, flipping her jade-like hand, with her index and middle fingers pressed together, countless golden lights shot out from between the two fingers, and when the golden light at her fingertips reached its peak.

Zixin’s eyes flashed with brilliance as she lowly shouted, "Seal!"

The next moment, her hand swiftly pointed, striking Zhang Xiaohao’s brow, transmitting a mysterious, ancient cultivation technique into his mind.

Feeling the sudden secret technique—Dragon’s Might, Zhang Xiaohao swept it with his divine thought, refining the overwhelming information that had suddenly arrived.

Under the suppression of his divine thought, he quickly completely absorbed and processed this vast information.

Swish! 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Zhang Xiaohao opened his eyes, with two flashes of brilliance briefly appearing in them.

Carefully sensing the power of the Dragon’s Might secret technique, Zhang Xiaohao’s lips curved with a charming arc.

"No wonder it’s your Five-clawed Golden Dragon race’s top-tier divine ability; the power of Dragon’s Might is indeed strong!" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed.

"Young master, can you perform it?" Zixin asked.

"Shouldn’t be a problem!" Zhang Xiaohao replied.

Previously in the Ancient Battlefield Space, he had obtained a drop of essence blood from Zixin, which he had refined, and with the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture’s divine skill first transformation, he could fully complete the transformation into a Five-clawed Golden Dragon.

With this as the foundation, cultivating the secret technique—Dragon’s Might shouldn’t pose any issue.

"Alright." Zixin nodded.

Then they began to eat, Zhang Xiaohao did likewise, picking up a bottle of 1982 Lafite red wine to indulge.

Two hours later.

Having eaten and drunk their fill, Zhang Xiaohao and Zixin put down their chopsticks.

"Young master, I want it." Zixin said shyly, her face red.

"Alright." Zhang Xiaohao replied with a smile.

"Get ready!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded.

"Alright." Zixin nodded.

Following Zhang Xiaohao’s instructions, she obediently lay down on the bed.

"Roar!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar, wasting no time, he pounced fiercely like a hungry tiger.

The battle commenced, with various powerful techniques unleashed by Zhang Xiaohao, targeting Zixin furiously...

Meanwhile.

Mo Yun Divine City was currently in turmoil, entering a troubled autumn.

With Hei Wu’s actions, among the thirty-six great true spirit races, countless young generations were slaughtered; once they left their race’s territory, they would immediately be struck with thunderous attacks, brutally suppressed without causing a ripple.

For a moment, a looming storm hovered over the entire Mo Yun Divine City.

The clan leaders of each major true spirit race dispatched their strong members to investigate the cause of these deaths, but regardless of their efforts, they found no information, as if the deceased young generations had vanished into thin air.

Gradually, as time was delayed, all thirty-six great true spirit races entered into a state of preparedness.

With their movement, the entire Mo Yun Divine City immediately became active, with all true spirit races drawn into the situation, and along the borders of the thirty-six great true spirit races, there were heavy guards, defending against sudden enemy invasions.

They also ordered that during this period, the younger generation was strictly prohibited from going out, and even the older ones had to team up in groups of over a hundred strong to avoid giving any small fry a chance.

Three more days passed.

Suddenly, two among the thirty-six great true spirit racial groups of Mo Yun Divine City, began fighting without warning.

A battle broke out, with entire races deploying their power, engaging in fierce combat at the border between the two true spirit races.

Tens of billions of cultivators, centered on the border, engaged in ferocious slaughter.

Every moment, countless cultivators were killed, blood and shattered bodies littered the ground, staining it red.

Gradually, as the battle between the two great true spirit races grew closer, the number of participants in the fight reached over one hundred billion, with the flames of war spreading madly to surrounding races.

No one expected the battle to come so quickly; when they realized, their clansmen and their tribe’s residences had already been destroyed.

Amidst enraged growls, without awaiting orders from the top, each one rose in resistance, unleashing various powerful divine skills, treasures, secret techniques, and other means to attack these true spirits.

Within less than a week, in this sudden battle, the forces of Mo Yun Divine City’s thirty-six great true spirit races were all swept into the chaos, with borders clashing and races colliding crazily...

"Gosh! This is too exaggerated, isn’t it? Fighting just like that? And it involves all the true spirit races of Mo Yun Divine City?" Zhang Xiaohao said in shock, looking at everything on the ground.

Throughout this week, he spent time with Zixin, afterwards focusing on cultivating the Dragon’s Might secret technique; despite it being the Five-clawed Golden Dragon race’s top-tier divine ability, he mastered it under the first transformation.

Then he stayed here, watching the "tigers fighting from the mountain," waiting for the Black Xuan Bird clan’s members to come, borrowing their hands to wipe out the Death Netherworld Snake clan.

Yet the scene before him was a total paradigm shift.