Volume One, Chapter Seven: The Purple-Gold Gourd, Entering the Dragon's Lair

At the same time, as Man Er—the ancient poisonous dragon—was drawn into the Chaos Gourd, the other eight ancient poisonous dragons could not help but panic and cry out.

“You…”

“Second brother…”

However, their words were immediately swallowed by a profound force that enveloped their bodies.

No matter how great their magical power or divine abilities were, it was all in vain. Unable to find a way to resist, their bodies shrank and were absorbed into the Chaos Gourd.

Lin Yang’s move was truly a stroke of genius.

His Chaos Gourd combined the powers of seven great gourds, among which the Purple Gold Gourd had this very ability.

As long as one called out a name and the being responded, it would be captured inside.

This is actually the profound principle of cause and effect—a supreme treasure for ensnaring others. The Chaos Gourd, compared to the Purple Gold Gourd, was naturally even stronger, though not entirely invincible.

In terms of magical power, Lin Yang could at most capture opponents whose power was no more than ten times his own.

Even combined, the eight ancient poisonous dragons did not exceed Lin Yang’s magical power.

Thus, capturing them was quite safe and secure.

These eight ancient poisonous dragons could no longer stir up any trouble.

Ignoring their chaotic roars within the gourd, Lin Yang immediately began to tame them.

His method was blunt and straightforward—he intended to plant a restriction within their consciousness seas to enslave them directly.

However, just as he was about to do so, suddenly—

“Hm?”

Though the Chaos Gourd’s confinement left the eight ancient poisonous dragons powerless to resist, Lin Yang’s divine sense, upon penetrating their consciousness seas, discovered something unexpected.

There were already restrictions planted within their consciousness seas.

In other words, these ancient poisonous dragons already had a master.

It seemed that these eight had been captured too quickly, and because they were absorbed by the innate treasure of the Chaos Gourd, the one who had previously placed restrictions on them apparently treated them with a laissez-faire attitude.

Until now, this master of the restrictions had not sensed the events unfolding on the Solar Star.

But Lin Yang dared not probe further, for once he touched these restrictions, the master would be alerted.

Not to mention other consequences, the life and death of these eight ancient poisonous dragons, as well as Man Yi—the ninth ancient poisonous dragon—would all be at the mercy of that master’s will.

Lin Yang did not want to make a futile attempt.

Moreover, Lin Yang vaguely felt that this restriction master’s strength was formidable, far surpassing his own.

Of course, given the circumstances, even if he released these eight ancient poisonous dragons now, he would definitely offend that person.

But Lin Yang was undaunted.

He thought: not a single one of the nine ancient poisonous dragons could be lost. It was rare to encounter such a suitable mount.

No matter how strong that person was, he was no pushover.

Besides, if he did not offend them now, it was inevitable later. That person had enslaved the nine ancient poisonous dragons and allowed them to roam freely on the Solar Star, likely for some unspeakable purpose.

Once that person learned their secret was exposed, would he let Lin Yang off?

Therefore, whether or not to offend was now irrelevant; since it was unavoidable, he might as well seize all nine ancient poisonous dragons.

Lin Yang withdrew his divine sense and intensified his suppression over the eight ancient poisonous dragons.

“I must find the remaining ancient poisonous dragons quickly and capture them into the gourd as well. Only then can I outwit that person before they react and become the new master of these dragons,” Lin Yang murmured to himself.

He reached out and grasped a trace of the dragons’ aura from the void, then used his divine power to sense its direction.

It led him to the last ancient poisonous dragon—Man Yi.

“Let’s go!”

Lin Yang’s figure shifted, and he immediately flew toward that location.

Deeper within the Solar Star, the surrounding solar flames grew ever more intense.

At this depth, Lin Yang’s physical body could barely withstand the burning flames.

However, with his magical protection, he remained safe.

The only problem was how to deal with that lone ancient poisonous dragon.

Suddenly, Lin Yang’s mind moved, and he activated the Path of Creation.

At that moment, his form began to change.

A roar sounded, and Lin Yang’s figure transformed into an ancient poisonous dragon, winding and soaring amidst the blazing fire.

The solar flames seemed to embrace him closely, entering his body and then erupting from the pores across his skin.

Lin Yang opened his mouth and expelled a torrent of blazing poisonous fire.

By harnessing the Path of Creation, Lin Yang had transformed himself into an ancient poisonous dragon, nearly indistinguishable from a true one.

But that was not all.

He continuously adjusted his aura, gradually making it increasingly resemble that of Man Er—the second ancient poisonous dragon among the eight.

Eventually, his aura became virtually identical.

Controlling this ancient poisonous dragon form, Lin Yang pressed onward into the depths of the Solar Star.

After a long flight, he finally arrived at his destination.

Here, the solar flames blazed with a dazzling golden hue.

Unlike the surface flames of the Solar Star, which were mostly red with hints of gold, these pure golden solar flames signified an extraordinarily fierce intensity.

Even the void itself would melt under such fire.

In other words, the concept of void ceased to exist here.

Lin Yang could not even detect any spiritual energy, as any trace of it would be transformed into solar flames.

This place was truly a world of fire.

Ahead, Lin Yang spotted a gigantic dragon’s nest where the nine-headed ancient poisonous dragon resided.

Of course, eight had already been captured; only one remained inside.

He sensed an immensely powerful aura within the nest.

Judging by this aura, the leader of the ancient poisonous dragons, Man Yi, was truly formidable.

“His magical power should be no less than mine, perhaps even stronger. Moreover, he is breaking through his limits; if successful, his realm will further strengthen,” Lin Yang calculated silently.

The eight ancient poisonous dragons in the Chaos Gourd were all at the mid-stage of the Great Dao Golden Immortal level.

Each one’s magical power was not much weaker than his own, making them extraordinarily powerful.

The remaining ancient poisonous dragon was even stronger, at the peak of the mid-stage Great Dao Golden Immortal level, on the verge of breaking through to the late stage.

These ancient poisonous dragons were rare subspecies, dominant existences among their kind.

Though enslaved, their profound roots were unfathomable.

Even if their intelligence was slightly lacking, each breakthrough would bring a tremendous surge in strength.

Such a dragon was not to be taken lightly, even by Lin Yang.

Without lingering, after a brief assessment, Lin Yang entered the dragon’s nest.

“Boss, I’m back.”

As he entered, Lin Yang’s vast consciousness was transmitted deeper within, conveying his presence to the massive ancient poisonous dragon lurking inside.