The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

The Storm Giant looked at Attilan in surprise.

“This peculiar sight in the sky, could it be the spirit life you condensed and nurtured from your golden core? But why are they such peculiar spirit dragons and tigers?”

Attilan replied uncertainly:

“Perhaps it's because I used many alchemy techniques from other worlds, causing such strange phenomena during the core formation?”

The Azure Dragon and White Tiger circled three times in the sky, transforming into azure and white light, merging into the crystal emitting platinum light in the alchemy furnace, forming dragon and tiger-shaped patterns.

“How about this, Senior Dragon-Tiger Golden Core, don't eat it yet. I'll go invite Grandmaster Chen to help assess the quality of this golden core.”

The Storm Giant nodded, squinting at the distant horizon.

“Alright, but you must be quick. News of me making magical potions to condition my body should have already leaked. The commotion just now was too great; I'm afraid the Second Prince's spies already know.”

Attilan asked with some surprise:

“It's been so many years, and the Second Prince still won't let you go?”

The Storm Giant's tone revealed unconcealed hatred.

“It's not just me; all the former subordinates of the First Prince are within their scope of suppression.”

The Storm Giant clutched the wound on his chest left by the Second Prince.

“If it weren't for the trace of divine power remaining in this wound, I might not have condensed my divinity so quickly. If there's a chance, I'd like to repay the Second Prince properly.”

Attilan revealed a mischievous smile.

“Don't worry, Senior, that opportunity will definitely come. We'll all be there to help. The Second Prince is jumping up and down in the Giant God system now; I'm afraid even the Giant God King doesn't like him.”

“After the death of the First Prince, his most threatening son, perhaps the God King doesn't necessarily need the Second Prince to die like the First Prince, but to be seriously injured, losing divine power and divinity.”

“I think the God King would be delighted to see that.”

The Storm Giant's eyes lit up.

That's right, he has Attilan, this guy full of bad ideas, by his side.

With Attilan's help in scheming against the Second Prince, he believes he can definitely make the Second Prince suffer a great loss.

The Storm Giant clapped his hands excitedly.

“Attilan, if you can help me properly deal with the Second Prince, I can give you a cloud-top manor, guaranteed to be even more luxurious than this one!”

Attilan smiled and waved his hand.

“There's no need for a luxurious manor. Why mention these things between us? Senior, just get me a farm with a planting area no smaller than this manor.”

“You little rascal, you want to take this opportunity to squeeze a lot out of me, huh?”

Attilan chuckled.

“This is all to deal with the Second Prince, reasonable expenditure, reasonable expenditure.”

The Storm Giant shook his head with a smile.

Anyway, they are just some ordinary materials that he can't use. As for the New Frost Giants he cultivated, they are indeed a bit lacking compared to the giants cultivated by the God King.

The New Frost Giants are just blank slates, except for being relatively intelligent.

They have no outstanding talents by birth, and they are simply like enlarged humans.

Of course, the Storm Giant would never admit that he directly used the Frost Giant and human templates when creating the New Frost Giants.

After all, he also made a lot of personal modifications, at least making it impossible to tell that the New Frost Giants were based on templates.

“Senior, wait a moment, I'll go invite Grandmaster Chen. When you take the golden core, we can also provide you with protection to avoid being attacked by the Second Prince's people.”

Judging from the number and quality of troops dispatched by the Second and Third Princes last time, the Second Prince is indeed the most powerful Giant Prince now.

According to the Storm Giant, the Second Prince even has a planet exclusively for him as a place of faith, providing the power of faith and constantly providing a giant army.

Of course, losing three generals and divine servants with divinity will also pain the Second Prince.

On the contrary, another ten thousand troops will be available in twenty years.

If you want to make the Second Prince bleed, in addition to seriously injuring the Second Prince himself, the most important thing is to eliminate several of his divine existences.

Grandmaster Chen is healing from his injuries in the spring of life in the forest, and he is almost better, but Grandmaster Chen doesn't have many chances to soak in such good things as the spring of life.

Naturally, he needs to soak in the spring water for a while longer.

“Old Chen, I need you to help me take a look at something.”

Grandmaster Chen floated lazily in the spring water.

“You little brat are really good at causing trouble. Your injuries were much more serious than mine. I haven't fully recovered, but you're not only fully recovered, but you've also run out to cause trouble again.”

“Speak, what trouble have you caused this time? You don't dare to find your master, so you're looking for me to help you deal with it?”

Attilan smiled calmly.

“I don't know if it's trouble or not. It's just that the Storm Giant and I were refining pills, and we used the techniques you taught me. I didn't expect that when the core was condensed, a divine light shot straight into the clouds.”

“It actually formed an Azure Dragon and a White Tiger in the clouds. Tell me, what quality is my golden core?”

Grandmaster Chen did a carp jump, leaping from the spring water to in front of Attilan.

“Dragon-Tiger Golden Core! Are you sure you're not joking?”

Grandmaster Chen's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

“Of course not. I'm just asking you to help me identify the quality of the golden core. Wouldn't lying about this kind of thing be exposed immediately?”

“Is there something wrong with the Dragon-Tiger Golden Core?”

Grandmaster Chen said seriously:

“The Dragon-Tiger Golden Core is a very high-grade golden core, but the Wine Immortal Sect hasn't refined a Dragon-Tiger Golden Core for many years. Not to mention the Wine Immortal Sect, in the world ruled by the Heavenly Court.”

“Only a few large sects with Celestial Masters can still refine Dragon-Tiger Golden Cores. Originally, I thought there was a problem with our inherited alchemy techniques, but now it seems that the alchemy environment has been tampered with.”

Attilan was a little puzzled.

“Alchemy environment?”

“That's right. The process of refining golden cores will absorb the energy of the surrounding environment. This energy will increase the quality of the golden core and make the furnace fire more vigorous, with better quenching effects.”

“The Wine Immortal Sect turned to brewing immortal wine, but later found that immortal wine was also becoming increasingly difficult to brew successfully. Now it seems that someone is consciously limiting the possibility of us small sects and scattered individuals becoming immortals!”

Attilan looked mockingly to the east.

He seemed to understand why the Elemental Dragon God's main soul, which should have been hiding, created the Way of Peace in the Eastern world. It was because the Heavenly Court had reached a period of change.

The great demon kings led by the Flood Dragon Demon King, who were rebelling against the heavens, were the cannon fodder prepared by the main soul.

Let these great demon kings stir up the situation and stimulate the ambitions of the major forces.

Originally, it was thought that the main soul's Way of Peace would become cannon fodder, but now it seems that he does have a chance to compete for the position of Heavenly Emperor.

Speaking of which, the main soul is doing such a great thing in the Eastern world, healing the ills of the world.

If he succeeds, will he come back?

“We can discuss the problem of the Heavenly Court limiting scattered individuals from becoming immortals later. Now let's go take a look at the Dragon-Tiger Golden Core. As for Old Chen's friends who can't become immortals in the East.”

“You can completely let them develop in our universe. As long as it can make the universe better, I believe the Great Universe Will will welcome their arrival.”

A celestial being completely detached from the world? That's definitely impossible.

There's no reward without effort.

"Right, let's check the Golden Core first."

Grandmaster Chen couldn't help but sigh:

"When I was young, I also tried my hand at alchemy. I considered myself to have some talent, and I even practiced alchemy in this universe. But the Golden Cores I refined, at most, only resembled spiritual snakes or spiritual turtles."

"Dragon-Tiger Golden Core? Not even once! Even if you've been tempering dragon pearls since you were a kid, your alchemy techniques couldn't possibly be more practiced than mine. It seems it really is talent."

The technique of brewing magical potions, plus the secret art of tempering dragon pearls—the knowledge he imparted to Attilan wasn't even the core content of the Wine Immortal Sect's alchemy.

To refine a Dragon-Tiger Golden Core with cobbled-together knowledge.

What kind of talent is this?

Grandmaster Chen asked curiously:

"With such high alchemy talent, how come your dragon pearl hasn't even reached the second transformation?"

Attilan reacted as if someone had stepped on a cat's tail.

"What do you mean it hasn't reached the second transformation? It just reached the second transformation a few days ago, okay!"

The dragon pearl's ability to reach the second transformation was all thanks to the divine power released by the two dragon souls.

Arriving at the Cloudtop Manor, Grandmaster Chen fell silent as he looked at the Golden Core before him.

It really was a Dragon-Tiger Golden Core.

"How is it? There's no problem with this Golden Core, right? I can eat it, right?"

"You can eat it, and the effects will be very good. I'm just very curious. In the early stages of processing the materials, you used the techniques of brewing magical potions, only switching to condensing the Golden Core at the end."

"With such a big change, why is the quality of the condensed Golden Core so good?"

Attilan looked at him, puzzled.

"Is that very difficult?"

Grandmaster Chen asked in surprise:

"Isn't that difficult? Although it's true that you're clever, you're not the first dragon to combine the knowledge of magical potions and alchemy."

"The other experimenters either failed or were blown up. But you're different. Not only did you not fail, but you also succeeded in an unprecedented way."

Grandmaster Chen was in agony.

He was naturally also an experimenter, and it wasn't the first time he'd been blown up and covered in soot.

"Since there's no problem, then I'll eat it. I'll trouble you two to keep an eye on things."

Grandmaster Chen nodded.

"No problem. I'll just take advantage of your place to discuss the Dao of Alchemy with Attilan."

The Storm Giant swallowed the Golden Core, and the latent power of wind, lightning, water, and fire was instantly triggered, condensing into a Azure Dragon and White Tiger, which twined around the Storm Giant's body and rotated.

The Storm Giant asked with some difficulty:

"The power of this Golden Core is too pure, completely different from the magical potions I used to take. I don't know how to digest its power!"

Grandmaster Chen quickly got up and kicked the Storm Giant's acupoints one after another with his acupuncture technique.

The Storm Giant was too big, so Grandmaster Chen could only use his feet to apply acupuncture, otherwise, the force wouldn't penetrate.

"Follow my power."

Attilan thought for a moment, perhaps it was because he used the secret art of the dragon pearl that the quality of the condensed Golden Core was so good.

After all, this was a secret art that could condense elemental dragon souls.

An Elemental Ancient Dragon, by fusing with an elemental dragon soul, could try to ignite the divine fire and become a demigod.

A dragon pearl at the dragon soul level was the divine spark of an elemental dragon.

Suddenly, a peculiar storm flickered in the sky, and an army, riding a huge wooden ship, sailed towards the Cloudtop Manor.

Judging from the army's banner, it was the Second Prince again.

It had to be said that the Second Prince's army was indeed large.

Grandmaster Chen was assisting the Storm Giant in digesting the power of the Golden Core, so only Attilan could go.

"Do you think these troops can be considered heavenly soldiers and generals?"

Attilan curled his lip and transformed into a massive, fifty-five-meter-long purple dragon.

He quickly flew in front of the army, spitting out a dazzling lightning breath that destroyed the lead airship.

"This road is impassable!"

A cyan giant took off from the middle of the formation, from that large ship that was over five hundred meters long, and hurled a cyan spear at Attilan.

"Where did this giant dragon come from, daring to intercept the army of the Great Prince of the Giant God System? You're courting death!"

Attilan easily caught the spear thrown by the giant god general with a flash of lightning.

He grinned slightly, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.

He poured vast dragon magic power into the spear.

"Here! Take it back!"

The spear instantly flew towards the god general at twice the speed it had come.

The god general snorted coldly. In front of so many subordinates, he couldn't dodge, nor would he.

A giant's weapon wasn't something anyone could control with brute force.

He had only been holding back just now. Now, he would let this damned dragon know what true cruelty was.

Then, his outstretched right hand was shattered by the speeding spear.

"Ah!"

Hearing the god general's miserable scream, the entire army was shaken.

Their general hadn't been able to block a weapon thrown back by a mere mortal dragon.

And it was his own weapon.

The god general's face was livid as he activated his divine power to reconstruct his right hand.

"How can you control my weapon! It has my divine power imprint on it!"

Attilan curled his lip in disdain.

"What kind of trash dares to call their magic divine power."

He hadn't even ignited the divine fire, yet he had the nerve to call his power divine power.

His magic power had been tempered by three types of divine power, easily washing away the giant god general's imprint on the weapon, and adding a bit of spirituality to the weapon with life-forged divinity.

Easily blasting off one of his hands.

The god general still wanted to summon his weapon, but the weapon wouldn't listen to his commands at all.

"You want to summon your weapon? How about I teach you how to use a javelin?"

Attilan raised his hand, and the cyan spear returned to his side.

He grabbed the spear and threw it. This time, the god general chose to evade. He dodged the spear's attack in a sorry state, but the airships and giant soldiers below were shattered by the power contained in the spear.

"All troops, attack! Rush up and entangle him!"

The god general issued orders with a hint of panic. His right hand hadn't recovered, and he was no match for Attilan at all.

Could this terrifying dragon be Sesthetes, the Dragon King, the last hope of the elemental dragons, who resided in the Elemental Dragon Realm?

All the giant soldiers took flight using magic and charged towards Attilan.

Attilan charged forward at top speed, and dragon-patterned magic was released. The colors of water, fire, and lightning were released in the sky. The three thousand elite giants brought by the god general quickly died under the magic attacks.

The god general raised his hand to block, but was sent flying by Attilan's claw.

"Sesthetes, do you really want to antagonize the Giant God System? Let me go, and I won't hold you accountable for the deaths of these soldiers."

Attilan chuckled.

"Fool, if you die, the Second Prince will only think that the Storm Giant killed you. Why would he blame it on us elemental dragons? He'll let you go instead."

"He will let the Second Prince know the cause of your death."

"I won't..."

Before the god general could finish speaking, Attilan's water-fire-tinged dragon claw tore his head apart.

"Done. He's a god general, but how could he be so weak?"

Attilan disgustedly washed the filth off his claws with clean water.

"Next time, I'll use the Sea Emperor's Tooth. Using my hands directly is a little too disgusting."