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Finally, Ao Bing arrived at the scene near the volcano crater—a massive Flame Altar had been erected, with a golden platform at its center, upon which rested the Sea Stabilizing Needle. Surrounding the divine needle were dozens of Li Yang Sect Cultivators clad in red robes, chanting strange incantations as the flames on the altar flickered in response to their voices.
What shocked Ao Bing even more was a special cage beside the altar, containing several Dragon Tribe cultivators. Their faces were pale, clearly being used to provide Dragon Tribe energy.
"I must act immediately," Ao Bing thought. "If I delay any longer, the ritual will begin."
He took out a Water System talisman he had prepared in advance and quickly activated it. A blue light flashed, and using the sudden mist as cover, Ao Bing charged toward the altar.
"Intruder!" one of the Li Yang Sect Cultivators spotted him and shouted an alarm.
Chaos erupted on the altar as several red-robed cultivators turned toward Ao Bing, gathering scorching flames in their hands. Instead of retreating, Ao Bing pressed forward, moving like lightning through their attacks and heading straight for the Sea Stabilizing Needle.
Just as he was about to make contact with the divine needle, a dazzling red light suddenly descended from above, knocking Ao Bing back several feet. He staggered but regained his footing and looked up to see a woman in a flowing red robe hovering in mid-air. She was beautiful yet had a cold gaze, surrounded by terrifying flames.
"Dragon Prince," her voice rang out like clashing metal—harsh and grating—"I have been waiting for you."
Ao Bing's pupils constricted. " Lady Shiji! You have been resurrected?"
Lady Shiji sneered coldly. "Not fully revived yet, but enough to deal with you, little dragon. Your father dares not come himself and sends you—a mere prince—to your death. The Dragon King has indeed grown old."
Ao Bing remained unperturbed, calmly assessing his surroundings. The Li Yang Sect Cultivators had completely surrounded the altar, while Ao Run and the main forces were held back at a distance, unable to approach. The situation was worse than he had imagined—it was a trap; the Li Yang Sect had been waiting for them to walk into it.
"What is your purpose?" Ao Bing asked to buy time while secretly gathering his strength. "The Sea Stabilizing Needle is of no use to you; why provoke the full wrath of the Dragon Tribe?"
Lady Shiji looked down at him with a glint of cunning in her eyes. "Little Prince, do you think our goal is merely to resurrect me? That underestimates the Li Yang Sect greatly. Our aim is to overturn the entire oceanic order, replacing water with fire as the new ruler!"
She smiled arrogantly and gestured for her subordinates to continue the ritual. "And you will be both a witness... and a sacrifice to this grand transformation. The pure dragon blood within you is precisely what I need for my complete revival."
Ao Bing finally understood Ao Lie's warning—the trap set by the Li Yang Sect was not just waiting for the Dragon Tribe to mobilize; it was specifically designed to capture the Dragon Prince and use his bloodline to complete their final ritual.
The situation had reached a critical point, and Ao Bing knew he had no choice left. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out a scroll that recorded the Dragon Soul Return to Origin Secret Technique and quickly unfurled it.
"Your Highness! No!" Ao Run shouted from afar upon witnessing this scene, but it was too late.
Ao Bing bit his finger and let his dragon blood drip onto the scroll while swiftly forming seals with his hands, beginning to chant an ancient Dragon Clan Spell. A tremendous energy surged from within him, forming a vast Water System Array that instantly covered the entire altar.
At that moment when the formation took shape, Ao Bing felt an excruciating pain pierce through his body as if all his strength was being drained away. But he gritted his teeth and maintained his hand seals, continuing to guide the flow of energy.
"Foolish little dragon!" Lady Shiji seemed to recognize this Secret Technique and her expression changed drastically. "Do you think sacrificing yourself will stop the ritual?"
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