Chapter 152 The Origin of the Dragon God, Remnants of the Demon Race!
"My lord, please give it a try."
Brigitte encouraged him softly, her eyes full of expectation.
Na'er looked at the drop of golden blood in front of her, a hint of hesitation on her small face.
The thing floated in front of her, emitting a soft golden light that made her feel inexplicably close to it.
It seems... it was rightfully hers to begin with.
She reached out her hand, her small hand slowly approaching the drop of blood—
"boom!!!"
Purple lightning exploded!
For a moment, everyone's vision blurred, and by the time they realized what had happened, the drop of golden blood had vanished completely.
Only a faint smell of burning remained in the air.
And there was that small black iron hammer, quietly hanging beside Na'er, with faint arcs of electricity swirling around its surface.
"this..."
Everyone was stunned.
Di Tian's pupils contracted.
He had long suspected that there was something wrong with the small hammer.
From the moment it wiped out the Soul Clan's high-ranking members in one move, he knew that this was definitely not an ordinary magic weapon.
They are most likely controlled by that person from the Daoyuan Hall.
Now I'm even more certain.
But...
Why destroy the Dragon God's origin?
Could there really be some hidden problem in that origin?
Di Tian suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Nanhai.
Gu Nanhai was also somewhat bewildered at this moment.
He had just personally examined it, and the drop of blood indeed contained only bloodline power and inherited memories; there were no hidden dangers.
"I...I really didn't find any problem."
He swallowed hard, his voice dry.
"Could it be... that the Golden Dragon King did something before he died?"
Shuiyue'er and the others looked at each other, their eyes all falling on the small iron hammer in Na'er's hand.
Na'er herself was also confused.
She looked at her empty palms, then at the small iron hammer floating beside her, and pouted:
"My...my candy..."
She thought the drop of golden blood was a candy.
It's gone now.
Brigitte quickly hugged her:
"My lord, don't cry, don't cry, we don't want that, we don't want that..."
But she also had her doubts.
What exactly happened?
...
Inside the Daoyuan Hall.
The Xuan Tian Treasure Mirror is currently projecting images of the Douluo God Realm in real time.
When the Golden Dragon King pounced on Na'er, Yang Chan almost stood up.
"Grandmaster!"
She panicked and grabbed Lin Feng's sleeve:
"Didn't you say there would be no danger?!"
Lin Feng leisurely sipped his tea:
"Heh, nothing happened, right?"
That is—
Yang Chan pointed at the screen and saw Gu Nanhai slap the Golden Dragon King away with a palm strike.
She breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, her heart jumped again.
Because in the scene, the Golden Dragon King is gathering that drop of golden blood.
What is he going to do?
Yang Chan stared at the drop of blood slowly drifting towards Na'er and asked nervously.
Lin Feng frowned slightly.
"He wants Na'er to absorb the Dragon God's essence."
"Absorb the source?"
"Yes. After absorbing it, it can repair her foundation and restore her memories from her past life."
Yang Chan was stunned.
She stared at the drop of golden blood in the image, then looked at the bewildered Na'er, and a complex emotion suddenly welled up in her heart.
Recovering memories...
Will that girl remember everything from the past?
Remembering that he was once the ruler of all soul beasts, remembering his comrades who fought alongside him, remembering those unforgettable memories...
Then what?
Will you still remember her as "Sister Chan"?
Will he still call her in a soft, sweet voice and rub against her affectionately?
Yang Chan suddenly felt a little flustered.
She suspected from the beginning that Na'er's identity might be problematic.
But so what?
She was the one who hatched Na'er from the egg.
She taught her to speak, walk, and read, little by little.
When that girl first called her "Sister Chan," she was so happy that she couldn't sleep all night.
Although he's clumsy, always gets into trouble, and often gives her a headache—
But that was her Na'er.
If I regain my memories...
Will she still be that clumsy, soft-spoken little girl who only knows how to act cute?
"Grandmaster..."
Yang Chan suddenly spoke, her voice somewhat muffled:
"If she remembers... will she still recognize me?"
Lin Feng glanced at her but didn't say anything.
The Queen Mother of the West covered her mouth and chuckled:
"What? Are you afraid that girl won't be affectionate with you anymore?"
Yang Chan blushed, but stubbornly replied:
"Who, who's afraid! I'm just asking!"
But her eyes clearly betrayed her.
Just then, a flash of purple light appeared inside the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Mirror!
That drop of golden blood disappeared.
"Huh?"
Yang Chan was taken aback:
"how..."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw Na'er's lips tremble in the video, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at her empty palm.
"My...my candy..."
Yang Chan's heart melted at the sight of that pitiful little face.
But then she saw Lin Feng frown.
"Grandmaster? What's wrong? Is there a problem with that drop of blood?"
"The primordial essence blood is fine."
Lin Feng said calmly:
"But the inherited memories contained within have been tampered with."
Yang Chan's expression changed:
"Was it made by that little lizard?"
"no."
Lin Feng shook his head and flicked his finger at the Xuan Tian Bao Jian:
"It's some unknown remnant of the demon race."
...
Outside the Douluo God Realm, in the endless void, an invisible phantom was frantically fleeing.
"Damn it! Damn it! What is that thing?!"
The ghost demon was still shaken.
He is a member of the Heavenly Demon Clan created by the Demon Ancestor after merging with the Heavenly Dao. He is formless and intangible, and can infiltrate various worlds and invade their origins.
Using the sky as a cover, he secretly released many "opportunities" to lure living beings into demonic possession, thus accumulating power for the demon race.
The Golden Dragon King was a chess piece he discovered by chance.
That guy was sealed in the realm of gods, filled with resentment, making him the perfect candidate to become a demon.
He secretly guided the Golden Dragon King to devour the black lotus pod, helping him break the seal, intending to nurture it slowly.
I never expected that this guy would get involved with that little girl named Na'er!
That was the Daoist Master's celestial attendant!
The Ghost Demon was both surprised and delighted.
If only we could plant a demon in that little girl's heart through the Golden Dragon King...
He couldn't imagine how the Demon Ancestor would reward him!
Unfortunately, that guy was too reckless. By the time he realized what was happening, the guy was almost dead!
So he had no choice but to make use of the waste, secretly controlling the Golden Dragon King and forcing him to sacrifice the essence of the Dragon God.
Once she absorbs that drop of blood, those altered memories will merge into her soul and slowly take root and sprout.
When the time is right, I can make her fall into the demonic path in the blink of an eye!
He calculated it very well.
The Golden Dragon King died, sacrificing his essence before his death.
The girl did indeed take the bait.
But he overlooked one thing: that damned little hammer beside her—
"No--!"
The Ghost Demon suddenly let out a miserable scream!
Although he fled for his life the moment he realized something was wrong...
A bolt of purple lightning, traversing endless space and time, precisely locked onto his location!
"ah!!!"
"Who is it?! Is it Dao Zun?!"
He couldn't understand it.
He believed he had done it flawlessly.
He only altered some inherited memories; even if that girl absorbed them, it shouldn't have been discovered!
Why? !
Would anyone really keep an eye on a fairy child?!
Boom!!!
Purple lightning exploded, tearing apart the entire void rift.
The ghost demon's screams abruptly ceased; it was utterly destroyed, body and soul gone!
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