[Life Limit -1 Trillion Points]

Fan Wubing’s skin began to age and wrinkle. Time swiftly carved terrifying marks upon him. This "growing old," which everyone will face yet everyone struggles to accept, happened to him just like that.

Bixi loudly asked again, "Is your life enough?"

"It’s enough!" Fan Wubing’s eyes burned with intensity. His hair gradually turned gray, and a trace of wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Bixi rushed through a curtain of interwoven gray and white light and shadow.

Fan Wubing’s life limit was fixed at [6,279 Trillion].

In this calculation, it’s equivalent to reaching fifty years of age from a hundred. Although there’s a sense of aging, he is still spirited.

Bixi was quite surprised, "You actually withstood it. I was planning to help you."

Fan Wubing laughed and said, "I can hold on for a long time yet!"

His vitality visibly recovered quickly, and his blood bar rapidly returned to its previous length.

Bixi couldn’t help but say, "It seems you’re also an old monster."

"I’m not even twenty yet."

"That’s not something determined by age."

Bixi maintained a respectful attitude, unwilling to disturb the atmosphere here. The sea water in this place shimmered with a faint golden light, intertwined with the glow of Immortal Jellyfish, embellished with a dreamlike color. On the sea floor ahead, a gigantic skeleton lay silently. Its posture had not changed, exactly the same as when it was separated from the dragon horn.

The surrounding environment was just as it used to be.

A nostalgia surged in Fan Wubing’s heart. He left Bixi and walked slowly toward the skeleton of the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon, treading on the seawater.

In front of this enormous skeleton, he appeared too insignificant. Perhaps not even a speck of dust. Bixi also seemed like a little turtle before it. But it did not feel oppressive, rather familiar and intimate.

Fan Wubing gently touched the skeleton. A warm current swept across his body.

Suddenly, the skeleton began to shake and emitted a deep rumbling sound. Immediately, bones fell off from the thick spine one by one.

Upon seeing this, Bixi was shocked, "What did you do!"

The skeleton of the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon was the most sacred existence in this ocean. It was Bixi’s belief and would not allow anyone to desecrate or violate it. Seeing the bones breaking inch by inch, it instantly became enraged, and a terrifying power surged from it.

This usually peaceful, uncompetitive old turtle, who has always tried to meet the requests of anyone who finds it, was now filled with boundless rage, enough to set the sea afire and evaporate mountains.

Fan Wubing remained unmoved.

He asked, "Do you think my flesh and blood can fill this skeleton?"

Bixi suddenly paused, "What are you talking about?" Then it saw a pair of horns slowly growing on Fan Wubing’s forehead, silver-white with complex yet distinct patterns, flowing with an indescribable light.

What kind of horns are these?

A tremor passed through Bixi’s heart. It couldn’t help but look at the broken part of the dragon horn on the head of the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon’s skeleton. If these horns were enlarged to the same size...

It suddenly came back to its senses, "What did you just ask?"

"I asked, do you think my flesh and blood can fill this skeleton?"

Bixi suddenly understood his thoughts.

The Dragon Bone and Dragon Horn were already there, yet the dragon’s body and soul were missing.

What constitutes a true dragon’s soul is debatable. Does he intend to use his own flesh to act as the dragon’s body!

"No, impossible! The Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon’s body nurtured an entire Great Wilderness Era. How can your flesh and blood compare to it."

Fan Wubing smiled, "I think so too." His eyes gleamed with a vision, a hope, "But, I hope one day it will! To fill the remains of the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon with my own flesh and blood!"

A thunderstorm passed through Bixi’s mind. This crazy yet ingenious idea!

"Do you know how much flesh and blood it would take to fill it?"

Fan Wubing raised his head, "Give me time, and I’ll give you a satisfactory answer."

Bixi looked steadily at Fan Wubing, unable to quell the tide surging in its heart for a long time. Eventually, it slowly shook its head, "I’m beginning to believe that you might actually be different from others. If you can truly take away this skeleton, then take it. Just like the Heaven Nurturing Cauldron, they all should return to where they belong and take on their rightful responsibilities. Besides—"

Bixi said softly, "Who could bear to see the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon eternally submerged in this lightless deep sea?"

The gigantic skeleton collapsed bit by bit, with the thick ridge suddenly rising, streaking a silver light through the still seawater before changing size and embedding into Fan Wubing’s spine. The other dragon bones quickly followed, merging into Fan Wubing’s body.

A sense of ancientness surged from every part of his body.

Although the blood bar had reached 1.2 Jing, it was far from enough to fill this Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon Bone. In Fan Wubing’s perception, it could only be said that a membrane as thin as a cicada’s wing had barely grown.

The dragon horns on his forehead shimmered with a trace of silver light. The silver light swept down his entire body.

["Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon Horn"]

["Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon Bone"]

[Lord of All: Fullness (Insufficient Vitality, Negligible)]

[Bones of Time: Fullness (Insufficient Vitality, Negligible)]

Fan Wubing: "..."

With such a long blood bar, am I really being dismissed with the words "negligible"?

But then again, that was the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon, the one who nurtured an entire Great Wilderness Era, creating the legacy of heaven and earth’s creatures.

"Lord of All, Bones of Time... sounds related to the will of all beings and the river of time..." he pondered.

The Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon Bone vanished from this sea region.

But everything remained unchanged, as if its presence or absence made no difference.

Fan Wubing couldn’t help but empathize with Bixi’s feelings. The once true dragon, forgotten by all except time, which still remembers its achievements, who still remembers it?

Bixi’s tone was leisurely, "It’s as if losing everything."

Fan Wubing softly said, "Losing everything, to some extent, also means gaining everything."

"You’re right," Bixi looked at him, "Living is hope."

Fan Wubing asked with a smile, "Will you still return to your small pond?"

"Small pond..." Bixi laughed heartily, "A small pond indeed can’t nurture a true dragon. That is probably the difference between me and the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon. If you have nowhere to go, why not stay at my small pond for a while?"

Fan Wubing replied with a smile, "That’s exactly what I intended."

Bixi’s "small pond" was indeed a precious place. Previously, the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill had been practicing there automatically, and in such a short time, it had gained him nearly a trillion blood. Just the right place to practice, savor the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon Bone, study the Heaven Nurturing Cauldron, and learn the "Heaven Nurturing Technique."

As he crossed the Eternal Cosmos Sea once again.

Fan Wubing unexpectedly found that his "aging" state lightened him significantly.

Maybe it was related to the "Bones of Time."