Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

Chapter 160: Dragon God's Sigh and Great Divine Art

Ace Frost's body is huge and majestic, and every move it makes carries earth-shaking power.

Its eyes flashed with ice-blue flames that seemed to burn the whole world, and its roar was as thunderous and terrifying as thunder.

Faced with the giant frost dragon with gold edges, the seven academy elders retreated one after another.

Before, they were all at the legendary level, although the dragon race had strong bodies and powerful dragon language magic.

However, the Frost Dragon's powerful dragon language magic had been restrained by the old dean, and the dragon clan's physical advantage was also overwhelmed by the seven-to-one situation.

The Frost Dragon, which has taken a step half way into the realm of Saint, already has a trace of the power of law around its body, and its gold-plated scales directly double its defense.

Faced with such terrifying power, the people in the manor have begun to tremble.

Fortunately, the battle just now has attracted the dragon ten miles away, otherwise the pressure exerted by the semi-saint dragon with all its strength would make all the low-level personnel in the manor fall down.

The slow and low voice sounded again, and those low-level personnel stabilized their bodies and their eyes gradually became clear.

Chen Xian watched the battle in the distance and realized for the first time the power of the dragon and the unfathomable strength of the old dean.

He clenched his fists tightly and vowed secretly that he would also become the strong man standing at the top.

Just when Chen Xian's fist was subconsciously clenched to the point of pain, a pair of soft and smooth little hands held his fist.

Lan'er was standing beside him at this time, holding his fist, her charming eyes becoming increasingly deeper blue, looking at Chen Xian quietly with a hint of worry in her eyes.

As the daughter of the Queen of Water Elves and the eldest princess of the Marsh Kingdom, she had seen information about the Frost Dragon, which represents destruction, in the long historical documents of the elves.

Every time it appears, it represents the beginning of a catastrophe. Everything begins to wither and everything is frozen in the ice and snow. The ground is covered with thick snow, like an endless silver wasteland. The cold wind whistles, cutting through the air like a sharp blade, bringing a biting cold.

Chen Xian held the soft hands with his backhand and comforted them with a smile: "It's okay, even if the sky falls, there will always be someone taller to hold it up."

"The manor will be fine with the formation, but the aura is too strong. Arrange everyone to enter the underground fortifications."

Chen Xian turned around and looked at the alchemy room again. The green halo was still lingering.

A fourth-level breakthrough shouldn't take so long, Chen Xian frowned slightly.

"Arrange people to guard the 100-meter area around the alchemy room. As long as there are no problems with Xian'er's breakthrough, wait until she wakes up naturally."

After saying that, Chen Xian reluctantly let go of his soft little hands and flew onto the back of the white tiger.

He patted Baozi's tiger head and said, "Come on, I'll take you two to pick up bargains."

Baozi whimpered in comfort because Chen Xian just touched its back.

The skill of converting magic power into spiritual power between them began to work automatically, and both of them were stimulated by the wonderful feeling and felt comfortable all over.

Baozi jumped up excitedly and flew high into the sky in an instant, followed closely by the three heads of hell.

Lan'er watched them fly out of the formation, then turned around and arranged what Chen Xian had instructed.

Wen Dou looked at Lan'er's behavior with surprise.

“Master Lan, why don’t you try to persuade Chen? It’s a battle between the Frost Dragon and the Victor of Light. What if…”

Wen Dou didn't say any bad words afterwards.

Lan Er smiled at Master Wen Dou, looked in the direction where Chen Xian was leaving, and said confidently.

"I believe him. If there is real danger, he will protect himself."

After saying that, Lan'er went about arranging matters in an orderly manner.

Master Wen Dou shook his head helplessly, "Young man Chen is quite lucky."

……

Above the clouds, ten thousand meters in the air, the seven elders of the academy stood far behind the old dean.

They looked listless and had varying degrees of injuries on their bodies.

The old dean was shining brightly, standing straight in front, facing the frost dragon that was hundreds of meters long.

At this moment, cracks appeared everywhere on the dragon's gold-rimmed dragon scales, and light golden dragon blood kept seeping out.

The huge dragon body was shrouded in a light shield, and lightning struck the dragon from time to time.

Ace Frost roared in pain and anger.

"Despicable human, you will be punished by the Dragon God."

The old dean hunched over a bit, and responded with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

"You shouldn't have left the Death Icefield. If you go back now, I can let you go."

Hearing the old dean's words, the Frost Dragon roared even louder than before.

"Even if my soul returns to Dragon Island, the human who killed Askerim must die."

The huge dragon's body gradually shrank, and its scales, which were originally inlaid with gold edges, slowly turned completely golden.

Seeing this, the old dean's originally calm eyes became sharp, and he waved to the seven people behind him.

"Hurry back to the capital and activate the God Shocking Formation."

Without saying anything, the seven people followed the words of the Pillar of the Empire and turned into seven streams of light and flew towards the main city of Nice.

After the seven people left, the Frost Dragon's hundred-meter body shrank to five or six meters in size. All its scales turned golden, and its blue horns also turned golden.

Although its body has become smaller, the aura emanating from the dragon's body is several times stronger than before.

He let out a dragon roar, and waves of power spread out.

The light shield that originally trapped the giant dragon began to crack when it was hit by the sound waves of the dragon's roar. Under the attack of waves of sound waves, the light shield finally shattered.

Ace's icy golden dragon body turned into a ray of golden light, and the golden dragon claws instantly pierced through the old dean's body.

There was no blood spurting out, and the old dean's figure that was shot gradually disappeared.

"Afterimage? Cunning human, I didn't expect that you are more proficient in space magic than you were ten years ago."

"Ace Frost, your Dragon God Guardian has improved a lot compared to ten years ago, but how long can you last now? Go back, you are not yet at the Saint level."

The old dean's voice came from several hundred meters above Ace Frost's head.

Ace Frost gave the answer with his action, and a beam of golden light shot towards the old dean.

Ten thousand meters in the sky, golden rays crisscrossed and white spots appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Chen Xian rode on the white tiger Baozi, holding the three-headed hellhound that had turned back into a puppy. The spiritual energy formed a shielding circle, and the cat was in the clouds, watching the battle.

"Baozi, Mantou, you call this a battle, isn't it just hide-and-seek?"

Mantou wagged his tail and licked Chen Xian with his tongue, while Baozi rolled his eyes and suddenly straightened his cat-like body, with all the cat-like energy exploding.

Chen Xian immediately became alert as a destructive aura emanated from the battle site.

"Walk."

The man, the tiger and the dog flew back quickly. Chen Xian, who was on the tiger's back, looked back and saw a golden dragon body. A thousand-meter-long shadow appeared above its head.

That's a dragon.

Chen Xian was very shocked. Yes, it was a dragon climbing up and flying in the clouds. It was a creature that was extremely familiar to him, yet extremely strange to him.

Deer head, ox nose, snake body, eagle claws...

It turned out to be the image of a divine dragon in Chinese mythology.

Ace Frost seemed to be in great pain, biting his dragon teeth tightly and shouting out in a muffled voice.

"The Dragon God sighed."

The shadow of a divine dragon appeared above his head, with its mouth opened, and a stream of colorful dragon breath spurted towards the old dean.

The old dean's figure was locked, and he took out his staff and waved it, muttering something to himself.

"Great God of Light, please let your light shine upon the world, and let the light last forever...Great Divine Art."

An angel shadow appeared above the old dean’s head, its entire body covered in golden armor, with twelve huge golden wings fluttering behind it.

The angel sword in the angel's phantom's hand was slowly raised, causing the Dragon God to sigh.

The two collided, causing a terrifying energy wave to burst out, dispersing the dragon's shadow and shattering the angel's figure.

Ace Frost and the old dean have both disappeared.

Chen Xian checked himself, Baozi and Mantou, and found that the three of them were fine despite being affected by such a terrifying energy wave.

……

In a space filled with colorful rays of light and a sacred aura, a girl with blonde hair, a flawless face and an extraordinary appearance opened her eyes and revealed a charming smile.

"Fortunately, I was presiding over the incarnation ceremony, otherwise..."

There was a trace of sadness on the girl's face.