Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1977 - 1966: Light of Life

If you overlook the Black Dragon's massive size and its chilling wails.What you see in front is just a scene of a puppy whining for attention.

"Crying so miserably, what kind of suffering is it enduring?"

With the perception of a Black Dragon as a god-level creature, not to mention being five meters apart, even the slightest movement fifty meters away could hardly escape its notice.

Yet, as Ning Fan approached, the Black Dragon seemed not to see him, still "joyfully" rolling on the ground, letting out "excited" roars.

"Damn beast, even you have your day."

Although he didn't understand the reason for the Black Dragon's pain, Ning Fan couldn't help but feel satisfied for its suffering.

The Black Dragon's repeated attacks had already infuriated him.

The wailing had already persisted for nearly half an hour, the volume still full of vigor, and Ning Fan endured half an hour of noise out of sheer boredom.

Currently, Ning Fan felt no delight from this revenge, just a mind full of perplexity.

From its appearance, the Black Dragon looked intact, without any injuries.

But its current state could be summed up in one phrase: "Rolling around in pain."

To make the prideful and arrogant Dragon Clan abandon its dignity, rolling around like a dog in front of its enemy.

It's hard to imagine what kind of pain the Black Dragon is enduring at this moment.

This scene inevitably reminded Ning Fan of the torture he suffered in the Demon Dragon Refining Kill Formation.

"Why has it turned out like this? Is it the backlash of the Forbidden Spell?"

Immediately Ning Fan shook his head.

Despite the grandness of this place, there was not the slightest trace of power fluctuations.

If it were truly the backlash from a Forbidden Spell, surely there would be chaotic magic power and bizarre phenomena.

Ning Fan did not approach too closely; instead, he kept moving to avoid being crushed by the massive creature.

The Black Dragon seemed to be in so much pain that its mind wasn't clear, blindly rolling on the ground, seemingly the only way to resolve its plight.

"What's that?"

At this moment, Ning Fan's pupils shrank, discovering a layer of mysterious light shimmering from the Black Dragon's body.

The light was dreamlike, flickering like a flame, constantly changing form.

Under the illumination of the light, the inherently insidious Black Dragon seemed to acquire a hint of sacredness.

"Could these lights be causing the trouble?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Ning Fan's mind, then he realized the mysterious light seemed somewhat familiar.

"It looks a bit like the Light of Life."

After watching for a while, the more Ning Fan observed, the more it resembled it, even distinguishing nine different colors within the mysterious light.

"Serves you right. Who told you, beast, to steal my power."

Remembering the loss of the Light of Life from himself, condensing into a solid crystal inside the Black Dragon, Ning Fan started to feel stomach pain; the loss was simply too great.

Ning Fan wanted to approach for observation but feared being afflicted by the unfortunate dragon's curse.

But then he noticed that the mysterious light only adhered to the Black Dragon's body without signs of dispersing.

Ryan Town wasn't a barren wasteland; its greenery was well-done, with flourishing woods and lush grasslands everywhere.

Of course, this was before the recent phenomena.

Following consecutive celestial changes, and the Black Dragon's sprawling movements, the lush grasslands were ravaged like a dog's chewing.

Despite this, there was still the rustle of grass in the wind.

In the Black Dragon's contact with the grassy lawn, the mysterious light did not harm the grass.

This made Ning Fan realize that this mysterious light seemed only to affect the Black Dragon.

"Be careful. If the situation doesn't look good, retreat in time."

With this thought, Ning Fan's spiritual power extended like tentacles towards the Black Dragon.

It was quite a dangerous act.

When probing with spiritual power, it's fine if the opponent is ordinary; their weak consciousness wouldn't even detect signs of mental intrusion.

But if facing an expert, the opponent could not only discover it but backtrack through your mental paths to assault your consciousness.

Previously, if Ning Fan dared to invade the Black Dragon with spiritual power, he would undoubtedly be taught a harsh lesson.

Coming from the Divine Realm, not to mention the Black Dragon's talents and cultivation, merely its spiritual fortitude built over thousands of years is incomparable to Ning Fan.

But that was before; at this moment, the Black Dragon was starting to roll on the ground, indicating its consciousness was close to collapse.

Ning Fan's spiritual power approached the Black Dragon effortlessly without even the slightest resistance.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, his mental tentacles gently touched the mysterious light and swiftly retracted.

"No response!"

Everything was as Ning Fan expected; the mysterious light seems only effective on the Black Dragon. During the recent contact, his spiritual power remained intact, neither diminished nor returned with anything extra.

After confirming this, Ning Fan relaxed and probed again with his mental tentacles.

This time Ning Fan noticed a detail.

As his mental tentacles touched the mysterious light, the light surprisingly made a move to avoid, like specifically opening a gap in the surrounding of the Black Dragon to let his spiritual power smoothly enter its body.

"Could it really be Light of Life?"

With a hint of doubt, Ning Fan maneuvered his spiritual power into the Black Dragon's body, then was surprised by what he saw "before" him.

The Black Dragon's inside had transformed into a sea of mysterious light, vibrant and swirling.

It looked very much like Ning Fan's previous situation.

However, the Black Dragon's organs hadn't vanished but were shrouded in this gentle veil, giving a dreamy sense of ambiguity.

"Is this the cause of the Black Dragon's suffering?"

At this moment, Ning Fan noticed as his mental tentacles extended, the swirling mist surprisingly parted to make way, allowing his spiritual power to go deep.

"Active avoidance!"

Ning Fan murmured as he maneuvered his mental tentacles, wildly darting around the Black Dragon's body.

Wherever his mental tentacles roamed, the mysterious light seemed to encounter Divine Spirits, voluntarily retreating to the side.

"If this mysterious light is indeed my inner Light of Life, then is there a possibility..."

Suddenly thinking of something, Ning Fan's eyes shifted, starting to communicate with the mysterious light using his spiritual power.

Soon after, Ning Fan's eyes gleamed with joy; he discovered he could indeed control the mysterious light.

Under the guidance of spiritual power, the surrounding mysterious light began to gather.

With a thought, the amassed mysterious light started spreading again.

Just like manipulating his strength, Ning Fan could command the Light of Life within the Black Dragon with ease.

"I wonder if I can use spiritual power to retrieve the Light of Life back."

However, considering the Black Dragon's miserable state potentially caused by the Light of Life, Ning Fan temporarily abandoned the idea.

That solidified water crystal was the real prize.

These mysterious lights were just a surplus exuding from it.

If Ning Fan were to transport, he would certainly prioritize the water crystal.

At that time, even if he helped the Black Dragon out of its predicament, he could escape easily with the water crystal; it would still be a bargain.