Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 513 - 415: All Mine!

The dragon head on the Nine Dragon Seal was originally blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

Now, after absorbing twelve Rule Fragments, the mist gradually dispersed, revealing the dragon head within.

On the dragon head, the dragon’s eyes were tightly shut.

Zhao Yi had a vague feeling that the Rules within the Nine Dragon Seal were still too few, causing the final touch to bring the dragon to life to be incomplete.

"It seems I still need to visit other worlds," Zhao Yi murmured to himself.

There are only twelve Magic Gods in the Magic World, and since one, the Undead Magic God, died, only eleven remain.

If that’s still not enough, I’ll have to look in other worlds.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi suddenly paused.

The Magic World only has eleven Magic Gods, but there are twelve seeds of Power of Rules in the Nine Dragon Seal.

Zhao Yi was puzzled, and his Divine Sense reached out to sense the Nine Dragon Seal.

Then, he looked at the protagonist beside him with an odd expression.

Zhao Yi had previously forgotten that the protagonist also had a Law of power on him. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Buddha’s Light!

Apart from the Nether Tree, it was the largest fragment of the Buddha’s Great Dao.

The protagonist happened to be under the influence of the Nine Dragon Seal as well.

Thus, when the Nine Dragon Seal extracted the Rule Fragments from other Magic Gods, it also casually extracted the Buddha’s Law from the protagonist.

Zhao Yi was deep in thought.

The reason the Nether Tree could harm the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds was because of the corrupted Buddha at its core.

If the Nine Dragon Seal absorbed all of the Buddha’s Great Dao,

the Buddha, without the Power of Rules, was simply a monk with slightly higher cultivation.

How could the Nether Tree continue to plague the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds?

"So I’m actually the savior!" Zhao Yi sighed inwardly, his heart filled with complex emotions.

He had always been curious; no matter how powerful the Nether Tree was, it couldn’t possibly completely assimilate the entire Great Thousand Worlds. Ultimately, there must be something capable of subduing it.

But Zhao Yi lacked cultivation and was unfamiliar with the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds.

Therefore, he couldn’t guess what would ultimately destroy the Nether Tree.

Now it seems that the Nine Dragon Seal might be the final force to stop the Nether Tree.

Once the Nine Dragon Seal absorbs the entirety of the Buddha’s Great Dao, it would revert the Buddha to his original form, disrupting the core of the Nether Tree, and naturally lifting the crisis in the Great Thousand Worlds.

"However, this might take a long time," Zhao Yi shook his head.

The Nine Dragon Seal has not yet fully formed.

That thing is like a bottomless pit; Zhao Yi has no idea how many Rules need to be absorbed to "bring the dragon to life with a single stroke."

Even if the dragon’s eyes are opened, the process of the Nine Dragon Seal absorbing the Buddha’s Great Dao is extremely prolonged, and during this time, the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds might endure the torment of the Nether Tree for quite some time.

"But how does this concern me?"

Thinking about how the Nether Tree would ravage the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds, and how the Great Thousand Worlds would be devastated, Zhao Yi felt a sudden sense of satisfaction.

The Great Daoist Sages of the Spirit Realm sealed the Cultivation World for hundreds of thousands of years, and the natives of the Three Thousand Small Worlds called people from the Cultivation World "wretches."

Perhaps the will of the Great Thousand Worlds also deemed their actions excessive and thus brought about the calamity of the Nether Tree.

Zhao Yi naturally welcomed this and went along with it.

In fact, the Nine Dragon Seal absorbing the Buddha’s Great Dao was entirely coincidental.

If Zhao Yi had known before that the protagonist was also within the range of absorption, he wouldn’t have taken him up the mountain at all.

The protagonist, seeing Zhao Yi’s peculiar expression, frowned and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing," Zhao Yi sighed.

Compared to a stretch of Buddha’s Great Dao, Zhao Yi preferred to see the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds in ruins under the Nether Tree’s assault.

But now that things had come to this, Zhao Yi couldn’t say anything further.

The Artifact Spirit of the Nine Dragon Seal only had a hazy consciousness, unable to communicate with Zhao Yi or carry out his commands.

Even if Zhao Yi wanted to instruct it to release the Buddha’s Law, he couldn’t.

The protagonist clenched his brows as Zhao Yi left his sentence half-finished.

Although he was displeased, he knew now wasn’t the time to discuss these matters.

Humph!

With a snort, the protagonist turned his head away.

Zhao Yi gave the protagonist a strange look, not understanding his sudden change of demeanor.

At the same time,

the Goddess of Light and the other Magic Gods had finished their discussions.

In truth, there wasn’t much to discuss.

The situation was stronger than their forces.

Zhao Yi’s combat power clearly outmatched these Magic Gods.

Aside from submitting, they truly had no other options.

The Goddess of Light sighed.

These Magic Gods had stood above others for hundreds of thousands of years, believing they’d long become indifferent to everything, even life and death.

Yet unexpectedly, it wasn’t life and death they had become indifferent to, but their spirit of resistance.

Now, faced with a powerful enemy, they didn’t even have the courage to fight.

The Goddess of Light was filled with self-reproach, but when Zhao Yi glanced over, she immediately put on a smile.

The Goddess of Light respectfully said, "Honored Master, the Magic World is extremely distant from the Cultivation World, the two sides have never had any dealings, so I think there must be some kind of misunderstanding between us."

Zhao Yi, having obtained what he wanted, was immediately impatient.

In fact, the Goddess of Light was quite beautiful.

Especially with the divinely detailed contours of the Bright Battle Armor, perfectly accentuating her domineering figure.

But the moment Zhao Yi thought about her having lived for hundreds of thousands of years, any interest he had vanished.

If the Goddess of Light knew what Zhao Yi was thinking, she would surely be filled with fighting intent and wouldn’t rest until she fought him to the death!

Though she saw Zhao Yi’s impatience, the Goddess of Light pressed on: "Honored Master, we have realized our mistake. To make up for our misdeeds, we are willing to offer you everything on the Divine Mountain, hoping you’ll accept it."

Saying this, even the lavish and wealthy Goddess of Light couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.

The Divine Mountain was the haven of all the Magic Gods, holding all their belongings.

Offering all the treasures on the mountain to Zhao Yi essentially meant their accumulated wealth over hundreds of thousands of years would be for naught.

It was too tragic!

The Goddess of Light felt the pain of loss, let alone the other Magic Gods like the Dark Magic God, who were already struggling financially.

Hundreds of thousands of years’ hard work turned to emptiness, leaving them with thoughts of death.

But they had no choice.

Given the current circumstances, refusing might truly result in their deaths!

Then the money remains, but the people do not.

That would be even more tragic!

The Magic Gods were heartbroken, their powers influencing the weather, with dark clouds gathering over the Divine Mountain, threatening rain.

Zhao Yi glanced up at the sky, then looked at the Magic Gods opposite him.

"Those things are the fruits of your hard work, why give them to me first?"

Hearing this, the Magic Gods raised their heads in shock, staring at Zhao Yi in disbelief.

The Goddess of Light blurted out, "Honored Master, do you really not want the treasures we offer?"

"It’s not that I don’t want them," Zhao Yi waved his hand, "it’s that I don’t want your offerings."

He earnestly explained, "If there’s something I want, I prefer to take it myself. Once I kill you all, everything on the mountain will naturally be mine, without needing your offerings!"

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