Traveler of the River of Time and Space-Chapter 455 - 54: The Remains of the Immortal Ancient Dragon

Time passed second by second.

The entire Fire Transmission Ritual Site returned to tranquility; Sister Fried sat quietly in the corner, like a serene and beautiful statue.

Only when her gaze fell upon the soul-refining warlock, Rudus, did Sister Fried's expression change ever so slightly, causing the Flame Lord to feel a bit uneasy and cautiously avert her gaze.

The night deepened.

After nightfall, Sister Fried slowly stood up and approached the Firekeeper, kneeling with one knee and gently raising her hand.

This was the ritual for power ascension conducted with the remnants of ash.

"Please touch the darkness within me," the Firekeeper softly placed her hand on Sister Fried's forehead, preparing to mobilize her soul power to help elevate her strength.

But at that moment, she suddenly sensed something with her palm.

An intuition made her heart tremble slightly.

"These belong to you," Sister Fried's lips moved imperceptibly.

The Firekeeper instantly clenched her hand, feeling the two objects within her palm.

Eyeballs.

The original eyeballs of the Firekeeper.

The power ascension ritual quickly concluded, leaving the Firekeeper's expression unchanged; yet as she withdrew her hand, she quietly took those eyeballs with her.

Sister Fried's lips curled into a faint smile before she rose and moved to the bonfire, reaching out to grasp the Spiral Sword embedded within it.

The original Firekeeper's eyeballs had already been handed to her; how to choose was now up to her own decision.

A wisp of sparks emerged.

Sister Fried's silhouette vanished from the Fire Transmission Ritual Site, glancing at her sister Julia as she departed, letting out a gentle sigh.

Meanwhile.

In the underground prison of Yirushir, Su Ziyu had returned to the vicinity of that dragon-man corpse.

From here, he could gaze upon the distant peak of the Ancient Dragon. Following the hints of the ritual magic, he sat cross-legged on the ground, instantaneously sensing a fluctuation of magic power, and when he reopened his eyes, he was on a towering mountain peak that reached into the clouds.

The person who set up this special teleportation spell was quite formidable.

Su Ziyu surveyed his surroundings and proceeded slowly along a winding trail. It was said that the nameless king was at the very top of the Ancient Dragon's peak, and as long as he rang the bell, he could summon him to appear.

—"Soul of the Exhausted Warrior (Refinable): The soul of an exhausted warrior, which provides 200 energy points upon refinement."

A weathered corpse lay not far away.

The Ancient Dragon's peak was the Path of Trial for warriors pursuing dragon faith. Some could successfully reach the mountaintop, but some perished along the way.

Hiss hiss hiss.

In the howling wind, Su Ziyu heard a peculiar sound. After rounding a bend, a serpent-man figure appeared within his sight, wielding a short blade and a shield. Upon seeing Su Ziyu, it immediately opened its mouth and spewed a scorching fireball.

Bang.

Su Ziyu lightly clenched his palm, and the fireball exploded right in front of him.

These serpent-men, who failed to transform into dragons, were unable to breathe dragon breath, possessing only the special ability to spew fireballs, but their power was not particularly strong.

Clang.

The heavy Dragon-Hunting Spear swept across, and the serpent-man's figure was directly knocked off, plummeting from the thousand-meter-high cliff.

Su Ziyu stretched his limbs a bit, clearing his path effortlessly.

—"Embers."

Su Ziyu reached out and picked up the soul in front of him, belonging to a knight's corpse clad in heavy armor, who must have once been a formidable entity, but unfortunately perished along the way.

"I wonder how Sister Fried's situation is over there," Su Ziyu thought to himself.

The serpent-men here were quite easy to deal with.

If the trial only consisted of enemies of this level, it shouldn't be called a trial. Gradually, Su Ziyu reached the mountaintop, where a scene of dilapidated and collapsed structures appeared before him.

A sense of danger suddenly surfaced.

—"Spiritual Protection Field."

Su Ziyu's figure suddenly levitated, retreating over ten meters, as a massive figure descended from the sky before his eyes — a ferocious gigantic dragon head, three or four meters wide, spewing forth a large stream of flames upon landing.

—"Ancient Flying Dragon! [Super Giant]"

Scorching flames surged forth like tides. As Su Ziyu withdrew, the enormous flying dragon fiercely lashed its tail while extending three-meter-wide dragon claws and grasping at him.

This was an unpolluted giant dragon.

Yet, it held no intention of coexisting peacefully with Su Ziyu, sweeping its breath of dragon fire constantly towards his figure while soaring into the air with its massive dragon wings. After taking a deep breath, it unleashed another fearsome dragon breath.

—"Sunlight Spear!" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Su Ziyu gripped the Dragon-Hunting Spear, enduring the descending dragon breath. At the instant the enemy ascended, he fiercely hurled the spear in his hand.

Rumble.

In a burst of exploding golden lightning, the ancient flying dragon's massive body shuddered slightly, spurting large volumes of blood.

This flying dragon was entirely different from those encountered before — larger in size, and with a longer lifespan. Despite being directly hit in the abdomen by the Dragon-Hunting Spear, it didn't fall; instead, it continued to soar higher and, with a crushing dive, charged forward.