"Junior Xiao Mo, with the heart of a sage, protects Bai Ruxue's tribulation!"
Xiao Mo's voice resounded between heaven and earth.
As Xiao Mo's words fell, that Confucian Sage's last remaining wisp of soul withdrew its gaze, looking toward the firmament with infinitely deep eyes, "It seems this is all heaven's will."
The Confucian Sage's remnant soul scattered with the wind.
Xiao Mo's sage heart also gradually disappeared, transforming into an ink-colored gentle breeze.
The breeze, like a sharp blade, severed the chains binding Bai Ruxue, finally condensing into an ink dragon that charged up to the clouds.
"Boom!"
The ink dragon crashed into the sky, and a tremendous sound was heard between heaven and earth.
Following this came the sound of glass-like shattering.
As if something had been smashed to pieces by this ink dragon."Roar!" Dragon song shook heaven and earth!
This dragon song came from the nine heavens above, from the dragon destiny that had been tightly sealed for ten thousand years.
Dragon destiny poured down like it had gone mad, frantically surging toward Bai Ruxue.
Bai Ruxue, originally exhausted, felt her strength and spiritual power rapidly recovering, her wounds seeming less painful.
Those human race sage dharma bodies condensed from thunder also all withdrew their gazes from the firmament, looking toward Bai Ruxue again.
Their forms gradually dispersed, slowly condensing in the air into a simple, ancient long sword.
How could Xiao Mo not have seen this sword before?
This was the Dragon-Slaying Sword forged by the human race sages.
Although this Dragon-Slaying Sword was formed by thunder, its restraint against the Dragon Clan was no less than the original.
Without any hesitation, the Dragon-Slaying Sword traced a azure stream of light through the air, striking directly at Xiao Mo.
For heavenly tribulation, since Xiao Mo had interfered with the tribulation, naturally it could not let him go.
First, kill this cultivator who interfered with tribulation lightning and didn't know life from death, then kill that flood dragon undergoing tribulation!
Looking at the Dragon-Slaying Sword stabbing toward him, Xiao Mo only watched calmly, his eyes showing neither sorrow nor joy.
"Roar!"
White dragon song shook open behind Xiao Mo.
A massive white dragon shadow charged upward, directly facing that Dragon-Slaying Sword, absolutely not letting it touch her beloved even slightly!
Under black heavy clouds, above the dim firmament, a bolt of lightning passed through, suddenly illuminating the entire world. The lightning reflected the silver-white dragon head and azure Dragon-Slaying Sword, the two separated by only half a zhang!
"Rumble!"
Dragon head and Dragon-Slaying Sword collided.
White spiritual power and blue thunder were like a stone falling into a lake, rippling outward in circles.
The ripples spread through the air until they disappeared into the horizon.
"Dong"
"Dong"
"Dong"
Heaven and earth's Dao sounds like ancient bell tolls, one after another coming from the firmament, ancient and profound.
Cloud layers gradually parted, a ray of sunlight penetrating through gaps in the black clouds, shining on Bai Ruxue's wounded skin.
Azure-blue radiance like fireflies merged into the white dragon's body.
In everyone's sight, the scars on her body healed at a visible rate.
Originally charred scales fell off like a heavy snowfall.
New silver-white dragon scales covered over, arranged densely.
The dragon head that originally bore some resemblance to the snake clan had now changed.
That silver-white dragon head was majestic and solemn, with a full forehead.
The originally unbranched short horns at the dragon head had now become a complete pair of dragon horns, like sea coral, also like deer antlers, the entire pair of dragon horns silver-white and crystalline, utterly translucent.
The dragon claws on all four limbs had also changed from the original four claws to five claws, with continuous dorsal fins extending from neck to tail, the long tail ending with tail fins, incomparably elegant.
Compared to the original three-hundred-zhang body.
At this moment, Bai Ruxue's form had reached a full four hundred zhang and more.
That silver-white true dragon body reflected the sun's hues, like the Creator's most perfect masterpiece, as if the world's most perfect form was just so.
Everyone's minds were utterly dazed, their thoughts completely blank.
After ten thousand years, a true dragon appeared before everyone's eyes once again.
And when Bai Ruxue transformed into a dragon, it meant the human race sages' ten-thousand-year seal on Dragon Clan destiny was completely lifted.
Hereafter, dragon kin would no longer be lambs for human cultivators to slaughter at will!
"Truly beautiful"
Xiao Mo looked at that perfect dragon body, the corners of his mouth lifting.
As the last trace of spiritual power was exhausted, Xiao Mo fell through the air but his eyes still reflected that snow-white, divine and sacred white dragon figure.
As if wanting him to engrave it in his mind at the final moment of his life.
Bai Ruxue pounced toward Xiao Mo falling through the air.
When the white dragon's head gradually touched Xiao Mo, the white dragon transformed into streams of white tassels, also like white waves receding.
Beneath the waves, the woman extended her pale slender hands, grasping his hand, finally embracing him in her arms, landing safely.
In the firmament, many cultivators suspended in air looked down, surrounding Bai Ruxue, but because the previous scene was too shocking and not knowing what her actual strength was, they temporarily dared not act rashly.
On the earth, Bai Ruxue held Xiao Mo in her embrace. She looked at his empty chest cavity, her throat moving, the corners of her mouth trembling slightly, as if just making one sound, tears would fall from the girl's golden vertical pupils covered with mist.
But the woman still couldn't hold back in the end, crystalline teardrops wetting her silver-white eyelashes.
"Fool, why are you crying?" Xiao Mo looked at her, reaching out his hand to gently wipe away her tears, "Look, just like when we spoke at White Deer Academy, I became a sage, and you also transformed into a true dragon."
"And I told you so." Xiao Mo smiled as he looked at the woman's absolutely beautiful countenance, "You look truly lovely when you transform into a dragon."
"In the future... in the future I'll always show you, as long as you don't get tired of looking, I'll show you for a lifetime"
Bai Ruxue's tone was choked beyond words, her tears sliding down her cheeks, dripping onto Xiao Mo's body, soaking through his blue robe.
"A lifetime..."
Xiao Mo smiled as he looked at her, his eyes gentle, his voice soft as wind.
"Ruxue, a lifetime is too long, a lifetime is also too short. For you, dragons age one year per hundred, for humans, humans live a hundred years. After this life, don't be as obsessed as in the previous life. You must live well."
"Xiao Mo... you... what are you saying..."
Bai Ruxue's eyes trembled, a conjecture arising in the girl's heart.
"Silly girl, did you really think I knew nothing?"
"Cough cough cough"
Xiao Mo coughed up several mouthfuls of hot blood, reaching out his hand to tear off the silver-white snake scale pendant from his chest.
"Ruxue, thousands of years ago, when you gave me this snake scale, you told me that when I got tired of you, not to chase you away, to quietly place this snake scale under my pillow, and when you saw it, you would silently leave.
But Ruxue, this time, I might have to chase you away.
In the future, don't come looking for me anymore."