Chapter 395: A Great Adventure Inside the Dragon’s Body

Several items were piled up on the sloping ground near the platform. Waves of slime crashed against them, yet there was not the slightest sign of erosion.
“Could it be that these items are too difficult for this slime to digest, which is why they’ve accumulated here?” Ye Feng guessed.
What delighted Ye Feng the most was that among these items was a set of golden armor, still shining brightly.
Ye Feng crouched down and picked up all the items. Only then did he notice that beneath them lay twelve divine cores. Three were dark yellow, while the other nine were red, varying in intensity.
Ye Feng naturally knew what red divine cores meant—they were something only gods-level powerhouses could produce, and he had already encountered descriptions of them among the divine cores he had consumed earlier.
He wasn’t surprised to find divine cores here, as they were extremely special in nature and generally very difficult to damage. In terms of hardness, they were even surpasses top-tier divine artifacts, so it was normal that the slime couldn’t corrode them.
Since he couldn’t use his storage ring, Ye Feng had no choice but to put all twelve divine cores in his arms.
After that, he carefully examined the five items he had retrieved.
The most eye-catching one was undoubtedly the set of golden armor. Its dazzling gold color would likely blind anyone if exposed to sunlight.
The second item was a long sword, its blade emitting a purple glow, appearing extremely sharp.
The third item was a fist-sized dark black stone. What puzzled Ye Feng was that the stone seemed weightless—probably even cotton of the same size would be heavier than it. He thought it might be a material used for crafting weapons.
The fourth item was a unicorn horn. Ye Feng couldn’t identify which magical beast it belonged to, but it must have been of high rank, as its corrosion resistance far exceeded that of top-tier divine artifacts.
The fifth item was a yellowed map. It was unclear what material it was made of, as even liquids capable of corroding top-tier divine artifacts couldn’t affect it at all.
Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the platform, took the long sword, cut his palm, and forced a drop of his lifeblood to fall onto the golden armor, offering it as a blood sacrifice.

Blood sacrifice is the fastest way to bond with an artifact, but its drawback is that due to the connection between life force and blood, if the sacrificed item is injured, the master will also suffer. However, the life force and blood used in the sacrifice can be recovered, though it requires some effort.

At this point, Ye Feng had no other choice. His top-grade ancient celestial armor had become defective after being soaked in that mucus, and there was no point in trying to repair it—it would only waste time and energy.

After several hours of blood sacrifice, the armor finally bonded with him. This time, Ye Feng picked up the long sword and performed a blood sacrifice as well. For artifacts like these, if they aren’t bonded, they can only exert less than 1% of their true power when held in hand; only by bonding can they fully unleash their strength. In this unknown place, many of Ye Feng’s techniques couldn’t be used, and moreover, the quality of this long sword was higher than that of his gloves.

After storing the remaining three items close to his body, Ye Feng headed toward a constantly writhing passage. The passage was cylindrical, large enough for three people to walk side by side. Ye Feng stepped carefully, feeling the soft ground beneath his feet. But as soon as he entered, the passage began to wriggle more violently.

Since he couldn’t fly, Ye Feng fell inside the passage in just a few steps. Driven by the passage’s movements, he slid forward. After turning several corners, suddenly, the path ahead opened up.

Just as he felt relieved, he saw a wider passage ahead, surrounded by writhing tentacles. From a distance, Ye Feng threw away his top-grade ancient celestial armor. In just a few breaths, the armor was torn to pieces by the tentacles.

“What is this?” Ye Feng was shocked. He thrust his sword forcefully into the writhing passage below, holding onto the sword tightly to prevent it from flinging him away.

Unexpectedly, his thrust caused the entire passage to start spinning.

In the forest where Ye Feng had been earlier, a giant black dragon was writhing in pain, clutching its belly. To avoid being flung around, Ye Feng drove his sword deeper and gripped it more tightly.

“Aaaah…” A shrill roar came from the forest as the massive dragon rolled on the ground, destroying countless plants in its path.

Suddenly, an item in Ye Feng’s arms fell out due to the turbulence. He saw it was the white horn. Quickly, he grabbed it and thrust it firmly into the passage.

After being pierced by the white horn, a dazzling white light burst forth instantly. The white horn transformed into a stream of white light and disappeared into the inner wall of the passage.
Ye Feng hadn’t yet realized what was happening when a strong tremor originated from above him—like the air vibration caused by two massive objects colliding. Then, everything returned to its normal state.
Only then did Ye Feng notice that the passage had stopped moving, and even the tentacles in the wider passage beneath him showed no sign of life. At the same time, he felt his mental energy and vital force returning. He floated in the air as the leaves of the sacred realm plants rapidly extended, instantly crushing the passage that had enclosed him before shooting upward.
Everything in his path was crushed as he forced his way out, creating a passage for himself.
With a whoosh, a crimson figure soared through the forest—it was Ye Feng, covered in blood. He looked down and saw the massive black creature from before, now dead.
“So I was inside this beast’s stomach the whole time!” Ye Feng realized the place he had just emerged from was the wound on the dragon’s abdomen. “That mucus must have been gastric juice, and those writhing passages were its intestines. How disgusting…”
After much effort, Ye Feng failed to pry open the dragon’s skull to obtain the crystal core hidden inside it, so he simply stored its corpse in his ring. Then he glanced toward the cave entrance guarded by the dragon.
He concealed his presence, holding his long sword, and carefully stepped into the cave.
The entrance was slightly smaller than the dragon’s body, but Ye Feng guessed the dragon could still fit through. However, what he saw inside left him stunned.
Mountains of various items were scattered around—teeth and horns of different magical beasts, as well as human weapons and equipment.
Of course, what attracted Ye Feng the most were the magical beast crystal cores and human divine essences piled at the top. Though only a small pile, there were still at least a hundred or two.
“The dragon race really does like shiny things!” Ye Feng thought to himself. The rumors were true. But beyond liking shiny objects, this dragon also had the habit of collecting teeth and horns of various magical beasts, which left him speechless.
Yet Ye Feng knew that the special bones of such animals could also be used as materials for crafting, so he simply gathered all these items into his ring.

After finishing all this, Ye Feng fled at top speed. He knew that after letting out such a terrifying scream earlier, the black dragon’s lack of movement for such a long time must have attracted the attention of other powerful magical beasts. He had to leave quickly to avoid being targeted by them.

Within the range of his mental senses, there was a lake, so he rushed there immediately. The sticky feeling on his body annoyed him greatly.

Hiding in the cold lake water, Ye Feng’s mental senses detected that several powerful magical beasts had gathered where the black dragon had been. He quickly retracted his mental senses.

“We arrived too late; someone else got there first!” a giant serpent-like magical beast said coldly, flicking its tongue.

“It screamed so painfully just now, yet we didn’t see it fighting anyone. What exactly happened?” a giant bear-like magical beast asked in a muffled voice.

“Whatever caused the black dragon to fall must be stronger than us. We all need to be careful and not get wiped out like the black dragon,” a cat-like magical beast said.

After enjoying himself in the lake water, Ye Feng returned to the Liuluan Hall.

“Little master, it’s so good that you’re unharmed!” Liuluan said anxiously. “Your father won’t let us interfere in this matter…”

“Godfather?” Ye Feng immediately realized that even though he couldn’t contact Liuluan and the Virtual Realm, they could still reach out to him. If they hadn’t done so, there must be a reason. It seemed that the Immortal was secretly obstructing them. Ye Feng didn’t take it too seriously; he felt somewhat helpless too, as he had almost perished without his true energy and mental powers.

“It’s only my own weakness!” Ye Feng shook his head helplessly. “I still don’t understand how that black dragon died.”

“It was that horn!” Liuluan explained. “We’ve seen everything you’ve gone through! Inside that horn lies a powerful soul. When you inserted that horn into the black dragon’s intestines, that soul rushed through the dragon’s body into its mind sea and then self-destructed, destroying the black dragon’s soul.”

“Self-destructed?” Ye Feng finally understood where the tremors he had felt earlier came from.

“That’s right. It was the soul of a unicorn divine beast. Unicorn divine beasts are top-tier divine beasts, naturally skilled in soul attacks. Although that black dragon was as powerful as an elite divine beast, its soul strength was only on par with that of a top-tier beast—it relied solely on its physical strength,” Liuluan explained.

Ye Feng could roughly guess what had happened. It must be that the black dragon had previously devoured the unicorn beast and digested its body. But the unicorn beast had hidden its soul in its horn, so it hadn’t been digested. By chance, Ye Feng had allowed the unicorn beast to take its revenge…
“Perhaps this is fate…” Ye Feng shook his head with a bitter smile.