Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1072: Chapter 376: Primordial Soul Pill and Rebirth Mantra, Red Blood Demon Dragon, Shocking Change (Part 3)

The demon dragon not only breathes magma but can also summon winds, drive water, and control lightning. Its power is extremely terrifying. As soon as it appeared, it stirred up thunderstorms and surrounded the entire Chilong Lake. Fifteen Xianyang Level warriors from the Nine Towns have been trapped inside and are now engaged in a fierce battle with the dragon. The commotion is so great that it can be heard within a ten-kilometer radius.”

The information about Qinghe Village that Wang Yuan just mentioned already filled Liu Yuan’s face with shock. Now, after hearing Zhu Xing’s words, his pupils trembled even more, eyes full of astonishment.

A thousand-zhang Red Blood Demon Dragon, spewing magma, summoning winds, driving water, controlling thunder, emerged and trapped fifteen Xianyang Level warriors!

Liu Yuan suddenly thought of something and asked Zhu Xing in alarm: ”Lord, could it be that the lord is also in...”

Before he could finish asking, he realized it. Zhu Xing had just mentioned that, worried about being detected by those Xianyang Level warriors, he dared not go near, so he surely couldn’t confirm the identities of those fifteen warriors.

”The Red Blood Demon Dragon means that there wasn’t a single master left in the Great Awakening Hall. Dajue Temple’s attack on Bashang was actually to lure the Xianyang Level warriors from the Eight Towns to Chilong Lake. This dragon is their means to deal with the Eight Towns!”

Liu Yuan’s expression looked grim. Right now, his biggest concern was that the lord, Xia Hong, was among those fifteen Xianyang Levels.

The thousand-zhang dragon, leaving aside its strength, just its size alone far exceeds any Cold Beast they’ve encountered before.

Moreover, could something that has been kept by the Great Awakening Hall under the lake for seven or eight years be simple?

”Wang Yuan, Zhu Xing, continue monitoring the area around Qinghe Village. Report any situation immediately. We currently can’t determine the lord’s location, and the Minister is absent. Just occupy Lower River Village for now. If there are any changes, I’ll send someone to notify you immediately.”

”Understood!”

The two left the main building and headed north towards Qinghe Village.

Liu Yuan turned to survey the entire Lower River Village, seeing the Golden Armored Soldiers scattered around the main building, his expression slightly tensed.

In the first half of the night, he had led the Cloud Dragon Army from Wuyuan. Following orders from the Minister, they controlled the population of Lower River Village and quickly sent Wang Yuan and Zhu Xing to monitor Qinghe Village.

Those at the Earth-digging Realm and Cold Resistance level in Lower River Village were mostly absent, leaving over fifty thousand ordinary people and Logging Realm individuals. The Cloud Dragon Army could easily control them. The only unexpected incident occurred just before dawn when over twenty Zen Temple Bhikkhus suddenly came over.

Liu Yuan did not hesitate, capturing all of them with the Cloud Dragon Army on the spot. The cloth bag filled with green pills hanging from his waist was taken from those Zen Temple Bhikkhus.

”Lord, please don’t be at Chilong Lake!”

Even though Liu Yuan lacked the full grasp of information like Xia Hong and Xia Chuan, he could still piece together most of the situation based on current events. Thus, he could only hope that Xia Hong hadn’t fallen into Dajue Temple’s trap.

As for the fifteen Xianyang Levels from the Eight Towns, he was not concerned.

Regardless of the outcome of the battle between the Eight Towns’ Xianyang Levels and the dragon, it would likely be unfavorable for Great Xia.

”Hopefully, they’ll both suffer heavy losses, with neither gaining any advantage!”

Liu Yuan could only pray anxiously on the spot, waiting for Xia Hong’s return.

.........

Liu Yuan’s prayers had little effect.

Rumble...

East of Qinghe Village, Chilong Lake.

A thousand meters in the sky hovered a mass of pitch-black clouds.

Within the clouds, thousands of bolts of lightning struck continuously, impacting the edges of Chilong Lake within a radius of five kilometers. The entire body of water was encased tightly, resembling a spherical Thunder Prison from the outside.

If someone had sharp enough sight, they could see fifteen silhouettes within the Thunder Prison, each wielding various weapons, jointly confronting a thousand-zhang blood dragon.

”Roar...”