The Ancient Zombie Emperor

After returning the four stone swords to the martial ring, Xiao Mu continued to dive deeper into the heavenly lake.

Da Fei, Little Wan and Xiao Tai, the three little gluttons, were looking forward to approaching the place filled with dragon aura as soon as possible. Dragon Transformation was the path for every ambitious snake-type demon beast to evolve. Among demon beasts, only the bloodline was respected. The later the stage, the greater the effect the bloodline would have on the demon beast.

Low-grade bloodlines would become shackles that bound them to become stronger. Only by evolving their bloodlines would they be able to complete the transformation to a higher level of life.

Since ancient times, the most desired goal of snake type demonic beasts was to transform into a dragon. This was the subconscious that was imprinted in their bloodlines.

After walking stealthily for an incense's time, Xiao Mu finally arrived at his destination. This was the deepest part of the heavenly lake, and was completely dark all year round. After Xiao Mu had seen through all of the spirit energy, his eyes could see everything here and were thoroughly shocked by the scene before him.

This was a mountain range in the water. It was continuously rising and falling, and it was majestic and majestic. Who would have thought that there would be such a mountain hidden at the bottom of the lake?

Beside the mountain, there is a huge stone dragon. Its body is about 3000 meters tall, and its scales, whiskers... It was completely petrified and had mottled moss growing on it. On the stone body brimming with dragon's might, there were stone chains that penetrated through the stone body. It was so shocking.

Xiao Mu was so shocked that his eyes were wide open.

This stone dragon was vivid and lifelike. Perhaps it was a living dragon after all, and not a stone statue. If that was the case, how did it become like this? Was that stone chain the main culprit that caused it to become like this?

"This is a dead Flood Dragon." Xiao Mu muttered to himself.

On the stone dragon's body, the shape of a snake could be vaguely seen. This was an expert walking the path of evolution. It was almost perfect, turning into a real dragon.

The corpse of this flood dragon was petrified as it lay within the heavenly lake. It was extremely shocking. Xiao Mu could faintly feel a baleful aura from before the Flood Dragon's death. No matter how amazing or powerful you were when you were alive, after you died, you became a pile of dried up bones. In the end, you were buried in the sand of time.

Da Fei, Little Wan, and Xiao Tai, the three little fellows, seemed to have also felt the sadness from being of the same kind, and their hearts immediately became heavy.

Xiao Mu followed the gigantic body of the Stone Element Dragon and finally found a stone jar inside the Flood Dragon's bloody mouth that was emitting the dragon's Qi. After opening the lid, a dense Dragon Qi instantly emitted out, causing Xiao Mu's fur to loosen up and he felt as if he was a flying immortal, feeling extremely comfortable.

It was shockingly a jar of dragon blood, and within the blood, lines of illusory dragons appeared, as if a genuine dragon had revived. They roamed the nine heavens, and struck at the heavens, freely and easily, as dragon roars resounded in Xiao Mu's heart, causing his mind to shake greatly.

BOOM!

Suddenly, something changed. The stone jar in Xiao Mu's hand trembled, a blood light shone out, the blood color suddenly increased, it was extremely eye piercing. The Flood Dragon's blood actually split into three parts automatically, and poured onto Da Fei, Little Wan and Xiao Tai's bodies, causing them to let out miserable cries as their bodies twisted in pain.

"This is a great fortune for all of you. If you can't even endure this little bit of pain, how can you be strong?" Xiao Mu shouted.

The three little fellows immediately endured the pain and adjusted their bodies. They controlled the flood dragon blood on their bodies to turn it into the essence of dragon blood, seeping into their flesh and refining their bodies. Gradually, the dragon aura on their bodies became denser and denser. The dragon aura was mighty, resounding through the bottom of the heavenly lake.

After the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the dragon horn on its forehead had become as thick as a finger. As it shot away the scales on the serpent's body, the scales on its body began to fade. The strength of the three little guys rose like crazy and they quickly became rank 5 demon generals.

Xiao Mu was shocked. This rate of improvement was even fiercer than taking drugs.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a tyrannical, overbearing and imposing dragon's might erupted, causing Xiao Mu's heart to palpitate. Streams of air rose from the stone dragon's body and turned into a cloud of mist, forming the image of a middle-aged man.

This was not a handsome man with a medium build and eyes as deep as the sea of stars.

The moment the shadow appeared, Xiao Mu was startled. He thought it was a fake corpse. In the next second, he heaved a sigh of relief. Xiao Mu had "seen" the true nature of the middle-aged man using the Spiritual Power.

"Fellow descendants, I sense your auras. My name is Ao Shan, I am a four-clawed dragon bloodline evolved man, I once looked down upon the world, and unexpectedly, I was harmed by a little person, and I was heavily injured. I broke through the space and came to this Sword Island, intending to hide, but unexpectedly, my injuries were severe beyond my imagination, I could only use my cultivation to resist it for a hundred years, and in the end I helplessly perished. "

"Before I fell, I refined a jar of my dragon blood essence. If future generations of the demon clan came here and obtained my inheritance, when they became strong in the future, they would go to the Zhongsheng Sacred Region and take revenge for me."

With that, the middle-aged man seemed to be relieved of his worries. He let out a light laugh and turned into a shower of light that disappeared into the sky.

Da Fei, Little Wan and Xiao Tai, these three little fellows, had finally reached the last stage of their transformation. Their strength had suddenly increased to the eighth level of the Demon General, and they already had a preliminary dragon form.

"Roar!"

In the end, three dragon cries sounded out, and the three little fellows completed their final metamorphosis. They each had a legacy in their minds, and had long known about the matter of Ao Shan.

"Since you've obtained his inheritance, they are your masters. You should kowtow and pay your respects to them." Xiao Mu said.

"Yes." The three little fellows had initially awakened intelligence, and as they let out their young and tender voices, it caused Xiao Mu to be stunned.

In front of the three thousand meter long stone dragon's corpse, Da Fei, Little Wan and Xiao Tai had a pious expression on their faces as they kowtowed.

"You can talk now." Xiao Mu was surprised.

Da Fei nodded. As the elder brother of Little Wan and Xiao Tai, he seemed to be quite calm. Xiao Tai spoke in a childish voice: "That's great, I can finally speak."

The three little gluttons happily told Xiao Mu their feelings, and in a short while, they became three little chatters. From their words, Xiao Mu knew that Ao Shan was a demonic cultivator from a thousand years ago, and his enemy was actually an ancestral purple Qilin.

The lifespan of a demon beast was countless times longer than that of a human's. Needless to say, a demon beast that had lived for at least a thousand years was definitely an old monster — extremely terrifying.

Inside the heavenly lake, the three little fellows were consolidating their own strength. Xiao Mu had also taken out four stone swords and was carefully comprehending the Innate Sword Intent amongst them. His eyes flashed with a bright light from time to time. These four stone swords were undoubtedly a great surprise to him. They were extremely beneficial to his insights into the Dao of the Sword.