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The massive body of the Dragon Head seemed to have lost its last shred of strength, the golden light completely dissipating. Its once steadfast form staggered and finally collapsed with a thunderous crash.
"Dragon Head!"
"Father!"
Several people rushed forward. At this moment, Wang Long seemed to forget the Dragon Soul that was still violently clashing within him. The intense pain in his heart overshadowed the feeling of his body tearing apart as he called out loudly for his father.
"Long'er... Long City, protect it for me..." The Dragon Head trembled as he took off a Black Iron Ring from his hand and heavily placed it into Wang Long's hands, smiling as he spoke.
"Kuo Hai... please take care of my child. This is my last wish as an old, old friend..." The Dragon Head glanced at Zhang Kuohai, who nodded heavily in response.
"No, Long City needs you..." Tears finally streamed down Wang Long's face.
"I believe you will be a good city lord... There is a secret I have never told anyone; actually, the Dragon Duel was sealed by me for you, I..."
Before he could finish, the tender smile remained on the Dragon Head's lips as his body suddenly stiffened. The hand that had been gently resting on Wang Long's shoulder fell limply, and he quietly passed away.
Instantly, the entire world fell silent.
The moon was covered by dark clouds, and the sky turned dim, thick darkness enveloping the entire realm like viscous ink.
Suddenly, a mournful Dragon Roar echoed from an unknown corner nearby.
Then, as if responding to something, sorrowful Dragon Roars rose and fell from all directions, forming a tragic and mournful elegy.
The entire Dragon Mound seemed to transform into the last lonely island in the world, completely severed from reality. Only the deepest darkness and the continuous sounds of sorrowful Dragon Roars swept through the mortal realm.
"Wang Long, don't be too sad..." Jiang Xue reached out her hand to grasp Wang Long's cold arm.
However, Wang Long's lowered head suddenly shot up, his eyes filled with bloodlust!
That piercing coldness resembled a ferocious beast awakening from an ancient slumber!
Jiang Xue was startled and quickly released her grip.
Suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly!
A vague Dragon Shadow surged from above him, like the most arrogant and unrestrained soul, breaking free from the shackles that had bound it for countless years, once again descending into this world!
"This is bad, Dragon Soul has witnessed the rising ferocity of Dragon Without a Leader, and at this moment, Wang Long is experiencing repeated blows to his spirit, showing signs of escaping!"
Zhang Kuohai had witnessed the battle between the Dragon Head and Dragon Duel back in the day, and immediately understood the current situation.
The Serpent Clan Leader was still somewhat dazed and unsure of what to do, but was shouted at by Zhang Kuohai: "Hurry up and take action! If we don't suppress Dragon Soul in time, once it truly breaks free, we will both meet certain death!"
She seemed to awaken from a dream and quickly waved her arm. The Serpent Staff summoned endless ancient trees from the void, with vines wrapping around and binding the struggling Dragon Shadow completely.
Zhang Kuohai also shouted loudly, suddenly spreading his arms as countless streams of light and lightning erupted from his body, rushing like a flood toward the Dragon Shadow, intertwining like lightning snakes to lock it down.
At this moment, Wang Long appeared to have completely lost his sanity, like a living corpse, unaware of where he was. His eyes were vacant as he allowed Dragon Soul to struggle fiercely, trying to break free from its shell.
Jiang Xue could not stand by idly either. She waved her hands, casting her signature Frozen Illusion City, instantly freezing the surrounding surging Dragon Qi, turning it into a solid form that obstructed the escaping figure of Dragon Soul.
"I will hold back Dragon Soul with your mother; you quickly go wake up Wang Long! Only he can control Dragon Soul! He must completely subdue it again!"
Jiang Xue was taken aback but quickly realized what she needed to do. She hurried to Wang Long's side and shook his body vigorously, trying to awaken him from his stupor.
"Wang Long, wake up! Have you forgotten who you are?! Have you forgotten your father's entrustment?! You are now the Dragon Head of Dragon City; how can you just sleep like this and let Dragon Soul rampage?!"
Jiang Xue shouted loudly, her voice cutting through ice like a blade, reaching into Wang Long's mind. However, he still showed no reaction.
"I'm sorry!"
With a soft exhale, Jiang Xue activated the Shen Walking Dragon Technique, infusing a trace of Spirit into Wang Long's sea of consciousness.
"Wang Long, wake up! It's me!"
She suddenly appeared in white clothing within the depths of Wang Long's confused soul.
"Is that... Jiang Xue? How did you get here? Where is this, and what am I doing?!"
"Hurry and wake up! Dragon Soul is struggling desperately to break free from your body. If he manages to escape now, his rage will destroy the entire Dragon Mound!"
Wang Long's body trembled as all his memories surged forth like a tidal wave, overwhelming him with intense pain and regret.
Father, my father...
Jiang Xue urged, "Yes, precisely because the Dragon Head is dead, you need to pull yourself together! The entire Dragon City still relies on you to lead and save it. Wake up now!"
Wang Long had never seen Jiang Xue so anxious; he was slightly taken aback as his mind began to clear.
Suddenly, the intense pain in his body returned, causing him to cry out loudly.
"Hurry, seal off Dragon Soul! If he gets out now, he will destroy the entire Dragon Mound, and none of us will be able to escape!"
Zhang Kuohai shouted.
Wang Long immediately realized the urgency of the situation. He quickly steadied his mind and attempted to communicate with Dragon Soul.
"Dragon Duel, Dragon Duel... What's wrong?!"
"Roar!"
Dragon Soul seemed completely consumed by rage, devoid of any rational thought, only letting out furious roars and struggling desperately.
"Listen to me! You cannot break free from the Dragon Head's seal right now. Even if you force your way out and wreak havoc, you will likely perish instantly! It will only lead to mutual destruction!"
"Roar roar roar!"
"Do you hear me?! This won't benefit you at all. Control your emotions! Dragon Duel!" Wang Long shouted as cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
Yet, Dragon Soul showed no signs of response, continuing to thrash wildly.
"There's no way out..."
Wang Long sighed deeply, and with a thought, the Nine Heavens Dragon Suppression Scroll was immediately summoned, unleashing all its remaining power to open the highest level of the Ninth Heaven.
A blinding light enveloped the area, instantly engulfing the Dragon Soul's figure, making it disappear between heaven and earth.
Everyone let out a huge sigh of relief, their bodies going limp as they collapsed onto the ground.
Wang Long's face turned pale as he knelt beside the dragon's head, unable to hold back his tears. Looking at the dragon's body, which was gradually growing cold, a wave of pain overwhelmed his entire soul.
"Hmm? What about Li Xinglie?!"
Zhang Kuohai suddenly exclaimed.
The Serpent Clan Leader softly replied, "He fled as soon as the Dragon Soul appeared. He must be afraid that if the Dragon Duel occurs, he won't be able to save himself..."
However, Zhang Kuohai seemed to be thinking of something more serious. With a sudden realization, he shouted loudly, "Not good!"
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