Soon, under Ye Ling's demonic energy, the dragon soul hidden beneath the Dragon Department's base was easily pulled out.
Golden light shot up into the sky, piercing through the dim clouds and connecting heaven and earth.
A clear dragon's roar echoed over East Capital.
All citizens of East Capital looked up at the sky curiously. Before they could clearly see what was happening, Ye Ling raised a barrier around the Dragon Department, concealing all the celestial phenomena.
The sky instantly returned to normal.
All cameras and even satellites that happened to capture the dragon soul had their footage erased in an instant.
For a time, East Capital was in an uproar. Many people had seen the golden light emanating from the dragon soul, but not a single person left any evidence of its appearance.
Although people could not confirm what they had seen and heard, discussions about East Capital online intensified. In the end, the Desert Department personally dispatched official organizations to debunk the rumors, claiming it was a factory explosion, which gradually shifted the citizens' attention to public safety.
Ye Ling, who had caused all this commotion, stood in the center of the Dragon Department's base plaza, calmly watching the golden dragon suspended in the air.
The Yang Country's dragon soul was a typical Eastern dragon, a thousand meters long, coiling in the air, its body semi-transparent, emitting a powerful pressure.
Although this Yang Country dragon soul was much smaller compared to the ten-thousand-meter-long Hua Country dragon soul, the aura it exuded still put Mutou Masao and Huang Hun under immense pressure!
"This is... the dragon soul?" Mutou Masao, simply standing in the plaza and looking at the semi-transparent golden dragon, felt boundless shock in his eyes.
Just looking at the golden dragon, Mutou Masao felt an urge to prostrate himself in worship!
It was a reverence from the soul!
As for Huang Hun, after seeing the dragon soul, an uncontrollable urge surged within him to devour the appearing dragon soul!
Huang Hun had a premonition that if he could truly devour the dragon soul, he would reach an unprecedented realm!
However, just as greed surged in Huang Hun's eyes, veins bulging on his forehead and neck, and he was about to rush towards the golden dragon in the sky, Ye Ling glanced at him faintly.
When Ye Ling's gaze swept over him, Huang Hun trembled violently, his soul beginning to shake.
Just with a single glance from Ye Ling, all of Huang Hun's wicked intentions vanished, and he no longer dared to covet the Yang Country's dragon soul.
For a moment, Huang Hun even felt as if he had already died.
After subduing the agitated Huang Hun, Ye Ling then looked up at the golden dragon suspended in the sky and opened his five fingers towards the dragon soul.
Demonic energy surged from Ye Ling's palm, spreading towards the dragon soul and slowly enveloping its entire body.
The dragon soul itself possessed an instinct to avoid harm and ward off danger, instinctively resisting the demonic energy spreading from Ye Ling.
However, it could also sense that Ye Ling's strength was far superior to its own, and its resistance would be futile.
After a symbolic struggle, the dragon soul gave up resisting and allowed itself to be devoured by Ye Ling's demonic energy.
The dragon soul did not resist violently, and Ye Ling easily wrapped it with demonic energy.
Soon, a huge black mass appeared above the Dragon Department's base, with a giant dragon vaguely struggling within.
Mutou Masao, seeing the massive black mass in the sky, also showed a hint of worry in his eyes, and couldn't help but ask Ye Ling, "Emperor, what are you planning to do?"
After all, this was their Yang Country's dragon soul, and any slight mishap could lead to immeasurable consequences.
Seeing Mutou Masao's worried expression, Ye Ling said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your country's dragon soul. Its meager power isn't enough to fill my teeth."
"Understood... understood..."
Hearing Ye Ling's reply, Mutou Masao gave an awkward smile, unsure of what to say.
Although he knew Ye Ling wouldn't destroy the dragon soul, Mutou Masao couldn't be happy, feeling that his pride had been hurt.
As Mutou Masao quieted down, Ye Ling also focused his attention entirely on the dragon soul.
He needed to figure out Izanagi's purpose in coming here to extract the Yang Country's dragon soul.
After enveloping the dragon soul with demonic energy, Ye Ling began to analyze the dragon soul at an extremely rapid pace.
The power that formed the dragon soul was similar to that of the dragon脉, basically composed of heavenly power, mixed with some other forces, all related to profound and mysterious matters.
The entire dragon soul was analyzed in a rather ordinary manner.
However, after Ye Ling finished analyzing the dragon soul, he was surprised to discover that a small portion of the Hua Country's dragon soul was mixed within the Yang Country's dragon soul!
"What is that?"
Ye Ling noticed the anomaly in the Yang Country's dragon soul and immediately became alert, examining it closely.
That portion of the Hua Country's dragon soul had been directly transplanted from Hua Country, and the transplantation had occurred over a thousand years ago!
Although he didn't know who had secretly brought the Hua Country's dragon soul to the Yang Country, it was precisely because of that portion of the Hua Country's dragon soul that the Yang Country's dragon soul had a subtle connection with Hua Country across the ocean.
"If Izanagi's target is the Hua Country's dragon soul within this..."
Upon discovering the secret within the Yang Country's dragon soul, Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and a large number of methods to deal with Hua Country using the Yang Country's dragon soul instantly appeared in his mind.
The dragon soul was related to the spirit and vitality of a nation. The damage to the Hua Country's dragon soul here would inevitably affect Hua Country.
Even Ye Ling, in such a short period, had come up with at least ten ways to deal with Hua Country using the dragon soul here.
What was even more worrying was that if someone separated the part of the Yang Country's dragon soul related to the Hua Country's dragon soul, and applied a little manipulation, they could easily use that part of the Hua Country's dragon soul to find the complete dragon soul within Hua Country...
And Izanagi, as the father god of Takamagahara, was clearly capable of mastering these minor tricks.
In this way, if Izanagi truly had this plan, he could easily destroy the Hua Country's dragon soul. At that time, the civilization of the Hua Country would decline, the incense offerings to the Heavenly Court would be cut off, and ultimately, both the Hua Country in the mortal world and the Heavenly Court in the immortal realm would suffer devastating blows!
"No, leaving the Hua Country's dragon soul in a foreign land is ultimately a hidden danger. It's better to separate it."
Realizing this, Ye Ling, without much consideration, decided to personally intervene, separate the Yang Country's dragon soul, and extract the part belonging to the Hua Country's dragon soul.
However, the Hua Country's dragon soul and the Yang Country's dragon soul had been fused for over a thousand years, and these two parts had long formed a whole. If Ye Ling were to separate the dragon soul, it would inevitably damage the Yang Country's dragon soul, which was unavoidable.
And the consequences of damaging the dragon soul...
Ye Ling knew better than anyone.
Ye Ling looked at the dragon soul still enveloped in demonic energy, took a deep breath, and said, "Although this is somewhat cruel, I have to do it."
As his voice fell, a black long sword materialized in Ye Ling's hand, emitting an exceptionally powerful aura.
Seeing Ye Ling draw his sword, Mutou Masao's relieved heart was once again raised, and he exclaimed, "Emperor, what are you going to do?"
Ye Ling's eyes narrowed: "Dragon Slaying!"