About a minute later, standing on the Bone Dragonâs half-head, Wang Zhifan still didnât see any signs of revival in the Bone Dragon. Its body lay honestly sprawling at the abyss bottom, seemingly beyond recovery, truly dead.
"No way... isnât this guy supposed to be the Undying Demon Dragon? Could it be that even my blade aura suppression is irresistible?"
Wang Zhifan was somewhat taken aback. Although he killed the Bone Dragon with one strike, he had expected to witness its revival. After all, its strength wasnât weak, and the name it shouted earlier was thunderous, unlikely to be suppressed by the accompanying effect of his blade aura.
This involved the conditions for triggering the effect of his blade aura, which requires the existence being much weaker than him to be suppressed for healing and revival. Although the Bone Dragonâs strength was inferior, its existence level wasnât lower than his. Plus, Wang Zhifan attacked using the Epic Time Blade, which has significant weapon advantage bonuses. Overall, if the Bone Dragonâs name wasnât false, it should withstand the blade aura to revive.
Another minute passed, and Wang Zhifan patiently waited, finally noticing some new changes.
He saw the Bone Dragonâs bones start trembling incessantly beneath him as if regaining a slight vitality. A mystical energy gradually emanated from the bones, trying to resist the inhibition placed upon them and achieve true revival.
Initially, Wang Zhifan adopted a cold-eyed attitude, wanting to see how long this existence would take to pass this stage. However, the process didnât seem so smooth as he waited another ten minutes, with the Bone Dragonâs corpse still struggling, wearing out his patience.
"Is this doable or not... looking half-dead and still calling oneself the Undying Demon Dragon?"
Wang Zhifan couldnât help but feel quite disappointed, compelled to end this farce and fly away; evidently, the Bone Dragon wasnât as powerful as he anticipated, already labeling it as substandard.
Just as Wang Zhifanâs face was shifting uncertainly, preparing to use Lightweight Skill to leave the abyss, a small white figure appeared beside himâthe little elephant that had always hidden in his ring.
"Adventurer! I have a proposal! We can strip away the power from this Dark Demon Dragon!"
The little elephant spontaneously emerged, its tone carrying rare excitement, as if discovering a divine opportunity.
"Whatâs the proposal?"
Still standing on the Bone Dragonâs skull, Wang Zhifan listened with a glance, seeming somewhat disinterested.
But the little elephant was unfazed by his indifference, continuing with an explanation:
"Adventurer, since this Demon Dragon claims the Demon Kingâs power originates from it, if we truly kill it, we can severely damage the Demon King! Originally, its undead ability is the most challenging, but adventurer, your power is stronger, enough to suppress its revival! This is a great chance! I know how to strip the energy source from this existence! As long as you can prevent its revival during this period, Iâm confident in succeeding!"
The little elephant spoke rapidly of its plan, causing Wang Zhifan, who listened quietly, to lift his eyelids and then respond with irritation:
"I see your fox tail is showing, huh? After stripping its power source, what do you plan? Intending to take this chance to enhance your strength? Arenât you a rune turned spirit? Already not weak, yet not a lifeform, why such ambition?"
Evidently, Wang Zhifan suspected the little elephantâs motives; he never fully understood its intentions but brought it along as it didnât show obvious hostility but wanted to help. His guard was never truly down.
"Rest assured, Adventurer! This Demon Dragonâs power source is useless to me; my nature is incompatible with it! I will offer the stripped power source to you; itâs a precious chance for you to step toward immortality!"
As the little elephant spoke, it flew around Wang Zhifan, repeatedly gazing at the trembling Bone Dragon corpse nearby, seemingly unwilling to waste more time talking, fearing the Bone Dragon might suddenly pass this stage and revive.
Seeing its stance moved Wang Zhifan; he pondered the planâs necessity, realizing if the Bone Dragonâs words werenât mere boasting, completely eliminating it would greatly impact the Demon King, aiding in passing this instance significantly. The only risk was possibly letting the little elephant profit, accomplishing its undisclosed goal.
"Whatever, this lackluster thingâs power source couldnât withstand even my blade aura suppression, merely worthless. Even if it fuses, itâs nothing."
After thinking it over, Wang Zhifan felt the risk was within control and that there was some benefit, thus quickly agreeing to the little elephantâs suggestion.
"Go ahead, Iâll suppress it now; it absolutely canât revive shortly."
"Alright! Adventurer, Iâll start casting magic now!"
Seeing Wang Zhifan agree, the little elephant immediately got busy, its small figure in a blink leaving Wang Zhifanâs side, quickly diving into the sprawling Bone Dragonâs split body, seemingly treating the immense chest cavity as the casting location.
Meanwhile, Wang Zhifan actively unleashed the blade aura to suppress the Bone Dragonâs revival progress, opening his perception to monitor all the little elephantâs actions.
Although unfamiliar with the extraordinary force laws of this world, he could perceive the mystical energy itself and determine changes in both the target of attention and surrounding mystical energies, sufficient to deduce much information.
What slightly surprised Wang Zhifan was discovering the little elephantâs so-called Origin Stripping Spell didnât waste short time, appearing not effortlessly.
He waited for over half an hour, finally seeing the little elephant fly out from the Bone Dragonâs chest cavity, its long nose winding a dark energy orb, its breath weakened considerably due to prolonged power use during the process.
"Success! Adventurer! This is the Demon Dragonâs power source! Fuse it, and youâll gain immortality, then we can truly defeat the Demon King!"
Bringing the hard-earned result to Wang Zhifanâs side, the little elephant spoke without the slightest intention of claiming the gain for itself.
"You worked hard for so long... you might as well fuse it yourself; I donât need it."
And Wang Zhifan seemed not greatly interested in the so-called Demon Dragon Origin in front of him; his eyes swept over the small dark energy orb, then the weakened rune spirit from obtaining it, declining the offered treasure.
Donât mistake this for his awakening of virtues through humility; in essence, it results from his habitual caution.
Imagine, an unknown energy orb emanating dark energy, without extraordinary game text explanationsâ truly wise to fuse directly? Visible risks are extremely apparent!
More importantly, the alleged immortality demeanor this orb brings holds almost no allure to Wang Zhifan!
Wang Zhifan inherently possessed supreme blood and items like the Immortal Deceit Ring and Time Blade providing revival and lifespan extensions, not to mention other various means for prolonging life, essentially making him a nearly immortal being and extremely young, with no reason to fuse this effect-overlapping, potentially side-effect-bearing thing.
"Adventurer, my nature dictates I canât fuse it! Moreover, immediate fusion is crucial! Else, it will automatically return to the Demon Dragonâs body, allowing it to regain revival ability!"
Upon hearing Wang Zhifan actually decline, the little elephant worried, as it didnât want its efforts wasted.
Yet, hearing its reason failed to sway Wang Zhifan, who even motioned upwards with his chin, casually saying:
"If you insist on using it, you can fuse it to the woman above. Sheâs already near dying, just right for use."