Peerless Conceited God

"Ah, what have you done to me!" The man rolled on the ground in pain as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Boy, this is a drop of this noble one's blood essence. I don't know how many people are spying on it, but if you want it, you still can't get it. Hold on for a bit, you won't die."

"Hot … Hot … Hot …"

"What is this place?"

Bubbles were continuously produced from the magma. Suddenly, a huge figure shot out from the magma and appeared in front of him.

The man was almost scared to death. Instinctively, he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground. His eyes were wide open as he revealed a terrified expression.

Only now could he clearly see that the colossal creature that had strung out of the magma was the legendary dragon.

The legendary True Dragon was a god-like existence. How could it be in this magma? Moreover, if one looked carefully, they would see that his body was wrapped by thick iron chains. These iron chains had pierced through his body and bound him to the magma underground.

"Kid, didn't you want to see me? Why are you so scared?" The Black Dragon disdainfully said as it looked at the man's trembling body.

"You're that old man?"

"Humph, that's me!"

The man felt that he didn't even have the strength to stand up. "Where are we? Why are you here?"

"The Black Dragon raised its head as if it had seen through the endless void and sunk into deep thought." This is the heart of the earth, I, I was framed by a villain, I have been trapped here for a hundred thousand years. "

"Senior, I am not a divine dragon." The man didn't know how to address the Black Dragon in front of him.

"Just call me Senior Long!"

Feeling that the Black Dragon bore no ill will, the man slowly relaxed. Senior Long, you are the legendary Divine Dragon, your power can rival the Divine. It's just a chain, how could it trap you for a hundred thousand years? "

"Kid, what do you know!?" This is the God Binding Chains. The God Binding Chains was created by the ancient Divine Emperor thirty-five thousand years after using the Heavenly Essence Stone to forge it. Once locked, not even the gods would be able to break free. "

"In that case, you won't be able to escape."

The black dragon glared at him and said, "Brat, even if my body cannot leave this Core Magma, killing you is as easy as farting."

"Is there really no way to break this chain?"

"Kid, what exactly do you want to ask?"

The man stood up and said, "All these years, you've been thinking about leaving every moment, right? Now that you're bound by the God Binding Chains, you can't leave, but I can. If you have a way to break this chain, you can tell me."

"With just you!" The Black Dragon disdainfully snorted.

The man was fearless against the Black Dragon. Looking into its eyes, he said, "This is your only chance."

The Black Dragon fell into silence, perhaps deep in thought. It sized up the man, its eyes growing brighter and brighter. "Brat, you really know how to bewitch people, but, you are indeed my only chance."

"Then you can tell me how I can save you now!"

All living things in the world are at odds with each other. In the past, when the ancient Divine Emperor forged the God-Sealing Chains, he also took the Earthly Soul Stone and spent fifty-two thousand years to create a divine sword. He named it the Wuchen, and Jian Chen is the nemesis of the God-Sealing Chains.

The man was speechless, and said to himself: "Since the Dustless Sword is the Divine Sword and also belongs to the Divine Emperor, how could I, a mere mortal, obtain it?" The man knew that he had to first stabilize the Black Dragon. He patted his chest and said, "Alright. Since I have a way, I'll do my best to find this godly sword."

"Do you take me for a three year old child? With your little strength, how are you going to find me? Do you know where I can find you?"

After the man was exposed, he felt somewhat embarrassed and was at a loss for words.

At this time, the Black Dragon continued, "In the ancient era, there was a calamity. The demons and the Yi clan led an army and attacked the God Realm. In the end, the Yi clan was defeated, the clan leader was killed and the demons were completely defeated. The Demon God Emperor was sealed up as well, but the Divine Emperor did not gain the upper hand. He was seriously injured and had no choice but to undergo reincarnation and rebuild his Divine Sword, Wu Chen, was also lost in unknown circumstances in the God Realm, the Demon Realm or the mortal world. "

The man said, "There's always a chance."

"Hmph, you brat, you want to fool me first so that I can let you go. You've done what you planned." The Black Dragon suddenly glared at him. A surge of murderous intent assaulted him. The man felt his entire body tremble, as if he had fallen into an icehouse that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years.

"No! I will keep my promise!"

"Words have no basis. Unless you use a curse, I would rather you stay with me for thousands of years than let you go."

"A spell of truth?" The man looked confused, "What is a mantra?"

"The so-called curse of truth is an ancient secret art. Under normal circumstances, if you don't keep your promise, you will only be condemned by your conscience. However, if you use this secret art, the oath will leave a mark on the soul. If you break the oath, the soul will be devoured and disappear.

"Alright, I promise you!"

When the Black Dragon heard that the man had agreed so readily without the slightest hesitation, it seemed very satisfied. That's right, I'll teach you the Art of Truth now. "

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spat out a beam of golden light onto the man's head. Seeing that the man wanted to dodge, he quickly said, "Don't move, I'm teaching you the secret technique right now."

He ran it through his mind and thought, "This mantra is indeed strange." This involved vast and profound knowledge about the soul. Although he could use it normally, he couldn't understand the reasoning behind it. It was like knowing that one plus one was equal to two, but he couldn't understand why one had to be equal to two.

"Senior, before you use that secret technique, shouldn't I know your real name?"

Generally speaking, the more detailed the secret spell, the better. Otherwise, it might not succeed, because every time it was used, it would consume a certain amount of soul force. If it was used a few more times, it would cause a lot of damage to the soul.

As matters stood, there was nothing left for the Black Dragon to hide. "This sovereign is called Ouch." The Black Dragon thought for a moment, then said, "This is a secret between the two of us. You are not allowed to tell anyone."

The man nodded. Without wasting any more words, he began to use his secret arts.

"I swear on my soul, after I go out, if I find the whereabouts of the Dustless Sword, I will put it aside no matter what matter there is at that time. I will use all my strength to bring the Dustless Sword back and cut the God Binding Chains, saving Senior Ouch. If I break my oath, my soul will be destroyed and I will never be reincarnated. Every time he spoke a word, spiritual energy would fluctuate in front of him and a blood-red word would appear.

After he finished speaking, he formed a seal and a ray of red light shot through his forehead and into his soul.

The Ouch was extremely satisfied, and said: "Brat, we are fated to send you off. Before I send you off, I will do my best to satisfy whatever you want."

The man looked up and down at Ouch, only to see that he was firmly bound by the God Binding Chains, and had nothing on him. After thinking for a moment, he said, "How about this, if you can help me recover my memories, I will be very grateful."

The Ouch shook its head: "Some things don't have to be bad to lose them, there's no need to be so stubborn." Seeing the determination on the man's face, he sighed and said, "Fine, I'll grant you that wish."

He opened his mouth and spat out a gentle golden light that landed on the man's head, and immediately after, the man's confused eyes started to turn clear, and then, his breathing started to quicken, and his face turned green. Gritting his teeth, he finally understood why there were so many injuries on his body, and finally understood why he had suddenly appeared on the altar.

The Black Dragon said, "You have a drop of my true self's blood essence in your body. You can also be considered a member of my Dragon race. The dignity of the dragon race cannot be trampled upon. Those who touch my dragon might die."

Tang Xiaohu nodded his head, his body releasing a dense killing intent, the Ouch was very satisfied with the result, and said: "Your cultivation technique is too low, I will pass down a set of technique to you, helping you to rule the world."

Tang Xiaohu was overjoyed, this Ouch was an existence as powerful as the gods, to be able to learn its cultivation method was definitely something he wished for. Otherwise, relying on the Green Death Art that he cultivated in the past, taking revenge was easier said than done.

Tang Xiaohu had already made his preparations, thinking that Yue Yang would pass down his skills this time, he would transform into a powerful warrior himself. Unexpectedly, the Ouch opened its mouth, and an egg-sized crystal floated in front of Tang Xiaohu.

"There are records of the techniques and martial skills that I have cultivated. This is all I can help you with. What happens in the future? You can only rely on your own good fortune."

Tang Xiaohu had yet to react when he felt the space around him warp and distort, then he entered the darkness. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the middle of a forest, which was surrounded by huge trees that reached into the sky. He thought to himself: "This Senior Ouch is quite reliable, I am completely naked, if I am teleported to the main street of the market, I would really be ashamed."