novelbin Chapter 2224 - 640: A Narrow Escape from Death (Part 2)
Chapter 2224 - 640: A Narrow Escape from Death (Part 2)
"Damn it, I refuse to believe it!"
It gathered all its strength, recklessly channeling Spiritual Power into Xiao Hei. Its golden fur bristled, ready to fight to the death.
Fatty Mao Er looked at Xiao Hei, eyes brimming with tears, "Xiao Hei, open your eyes and look at me. I hid a lot of dried fish; I’ll give you half, okay? Don’t die, if you do, who will I turn to when Old Jin bullies me?"
With a swipe of its paw, it wiped away its tears. Fatty Mao Er was determined to save Xiao Hei!
Tang Zhifeng watched on the side, anxious but helpless.
Suddenly, a pair of fair hands reached over, pulling Fatty Mao Er and Old Jin apart.
"Master?!" Old Jin looked at An Yiqing, unwilling to accept it.
Fatty Mao Er also looked pleadingly.
"You guys haven’t unlocked the Seal, your Spiritual Power is insufficient. I’ve already summoned Zixuan, don’t worry."
Old Jin and Fatty Mao Er were taken aback. How could they forget Xiao Hong?!
Tang Zhifeng, hearing this, was confused, ready to ask questions when his face suddenly darkened, and he swiftly rushed out.
Such a vast Inner Breath, who could it be?!
When Tang Zhifeng rushed into the courtyard, he saw a young man dressed in white trousers and a purple shirt. Hearing the sound, the man turned his head and looked over.
"You are...?"
"You are...?"
Both spoke at the same time.
Then, footsteps sounded behind Tang Zhifeng. The young man looked over, his beautiful dark eyes full of joy.
"Sister An!" He rushed to An Yiqing, embracing her like a child seeking affection.
"Zixuan," An Yiqing patted his shoulder and pulled him up, "Something happened to Xiao Hei."
Long Zixuan’s smile froze, his face turning serious. He, Xiao Hei, Old Jin, and Fatty Mao Er had spent countless years together in the Ancient Space, closer than blood brothers. Hearing Xiao Hei was in trouble, Long Zixuan immediately grew anxious.
"What happened to him? Where is he? How is he now?"
"Don’t panic, listen to me." An Yiqing interrupted, looking towards the bewildered Tang Zhifeng, "Old Tang, this is Long Zixuan, whom I mentioned to you. Zixuan, this is Elder Tang of Xuanmen."
After a brief introduction, they quickly followed An Yiqing into the room.
When Long Zixuan saw the little boy on the platform, he hesitated for a moment, then sensed Xiao Hei’s presence from the child.
"How did he end up like this?! Who did it?!" Like Fatty Mao Er and Old Jin, Long Zixuan immediately flew into a rage.
Tang Zhifeng felt an enormous dragon’s pressure suffocating him, forcing him to retreat several steps. Fatty Mao Er and Old Jin, already exhausted, nearly spat blood from the overwhelming Dragon Qi exuding from Long Zixuan.
"Zixuan, calm down." An Yiqing grabbed Long Zixuan’s hand, patting it gently. "Xiao Hei needs your Dragon Force to heal. Mao Mao and Old Jin haven’t unlocked the Seal; their Spiritual Power is ineffective. You’re his only hope."
Long Zixuan instantly collected himself, nodding firmly, "Alright, Sister An, I’ll definitely save Xiao Hei!"
With that, he leaped, sitting cross-legged on the high platform, and slowly closed his eyes.
Tang Zhifeng watched as Long Zixuan closed his eyes, purple-gold mist emanating from him, continuously flowing toward Long Zixuan’s palms, then into Xiao Hei’s body.
"Purple, Purple..." Purple Golden Dragon Qi?! Tang Zhifeng’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The Azure Dragon was already a myth, yet before him stood a Purple-Gold Divine Dragon! A true God among Dragons!
An Yiqing was too focused on Xiao Hei to explain Long Zixuan’s identity as the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon, her eyes filled with tension and concern.
Time passed slowly, the darkest hour before dawn finally arrived.
Long Zixuan’s face was as pale as paper, yet he still gritted his teeth and held on. An Yiqing, Old Jin, and Fatty Mao Er pooled their Inner Breath and Spiritual Power into Long Zixuan, hoping it would support him a little longer.
As the first light appeared in the eastern Sky, Long Zixuan finally collapsed, falling against An Yiqing’s shoulder.
"How is it? Is he alright?" An Yiqing asked urgently.
Long Zixuan weakly shook his head, looking toward Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei’s complexion, at this point, already had a faint blush. Tang Zhifeng grabbed Xiao Hei’s wrist, and his face lit up with joy.
"He’s stabilized! The Spiritual Energy has held!"
Long Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief, his purple-golden light flashed, transforming into a small Xiao Long next to An Yiqing, completely exhausted. Fatty Mao Er and Old Jin also lay sprawled on the platform, unable to move.