Mythical Card Supplier: Starting with Nezha, the Third Lotus Prince

Chapter 1088 - 705: Candle Dragon? Candle Nine Yin?

At least when I hadn't told the other party how long my Skill would last, they didn't seem to care at all.

Ao Zhu's heart sank.

However, he hadn't completely given up and was still contemplating how he could escape from Jiang Yuan's grasp.

[Space Teleportation]was obviously not possible.

With his space talent, he could clearly feel that this space was fully sealed.

He couldn't use any space type movement skills at all.

Whether it was quick movement or space movement, it was all the same.

The space here had been fixed in place.

If, after using my [Latitude Closure] skill, I could move, maybe I could get out using this.

After all, although this space was closed, the principle of my Skill was to create a space of my own.

If this space wasn't broken, it wouldn't be affected by the space closure.

Unfortunately, after using this Skill, I can't move or use any cards.

If I survive this, when I break through to the Tenth Realm, I definitely need to study how to upgrade this card to add the ability to move independently or use cards.

Sadly, I probably won't survive, will I?

Looking at Nezha, who was still staring at me with eyes full of irritation and murderous intent, Ao Zhu sighed slightly.

Failing halfway through—such is the way of life!

Recalling the words about death and opportunity said by the old dragon before departing, Ao Zhu sighed slightly as well.

I didn't feel any opportunity, only death.

This time, I really might not be able to escape.

Ao Zhu was powerless to turn the tide, and his mindset completely relaxed.

So be it.

"Do you really want to kill him?"

On the other side, Old Lord looked at Ao Zhu gradually calming down, knowing that Ao Zhu had given up, then turned to Jiang Yuan with a smile and asked.

"Of course."

Jiang Yuan's expression remained calm, without a trace of guilt for snuffing out other's unfulfilled dreams.

After all, the difference in stance.

Moreover, it's the innate stance of a racial issue.

Jiang Yuan understood the opponent but couldn't let him succeed.

Because if he succeeded, it would bring discomfort to the Human Clan.

So, to this point, Jiang Yuan didn't want to consider whether the opponent was an Eastern Dragon or a Western Dragon.

It didn't matter anymore.

Ultimately, just a dead dragon.

"I don't think you can kill him."

Old Lord smiled faintly, shook his head slightly, and said to Jiang Yuan.

"Why?"

Jiang Yuan glanced at Old Lord with some curiosity, then glanced at Yunxiao and Ao Zhu, who seemed to have given up.

"Is there a loophole that allows him to escape?"

Jiang Yuan began to doubt if he was not prepared enough, and whether the opponent still had the ability to escape.

"No."

Old Lord shook his head with a smile: "I've been involved, so naturally, I can't give him any chance to run away."

"Strange, then why can't I kill him?"

Jiang Yuan was puzzled, like he suddenly thought of something, and looked sharply at Ao Zhu!

"Could he be a clone?"

"Not a clone either."

Old Lord had a mysterious look: "You'll know when you try to kill him."

"Alright, then I'll wait."

Seeing Old Lord's posture, Jiang Yuan stopped questioning; he waited in peace.

Since he was sure he couldn't escape, it didn't matter anymore.

If he couldn't run, there would always be a chance to eliminate him.

Jiang Yuan quieted down, and over there, Ao Zhu didn't try to plead with Jiang Yuan to spare him anymore.

Time passed like this, quickly reaching thirty minutes.

Watching his form gradually materialize from a phantom, Ao Zhu remained inactive.

No arguments, no resistance, no escape attempts, he just lay in the air like a Little Dragon Man, awaiting Nezha's strike.

Although there were many Skill Cards he hadn't used, and if he struggled, he could struggle a little longer.

But it was meaningless now.

Jiang Yuan wouldn't let him leave alive.

Ao Zhu had given up, while Nezha and Bixiao, who were closely watching him, exchanged a glance and immediately charged toward Ao Zhu.

"Even in death, they fight over who gets to kill me."

Ao Zhu lamented inwardly, but he didn't even want to lift a finger.

He just calmly watched Nezha and Bixiao rushing towards him.

At this time, Jiang Yuan also noticed this scene, took a glance at Ao Zhu, who had stopped resisting, and then looked at Old Lord.

To be honest, Jiang Yuan was rather surprised at how long Ao Zhu's Skill could last.

While this Skill had many drawbacks, such as inability to move or use cards.

But to Jiang Yuan, those weren't really drawbacks at all.

Because Jiang Yuan didn't need to move and didn't need to use cards.

He had Card Spirits for fighting.

So he only needed to preserve his life.

And this card, in some ways, was similar to [Thirty-Six Transformations: Upright Shadowless].

[Upright Shadowless] could use cards and move, but its duration was short.

Ao Zhu's card lasted very long and didn't affect Jiang Yuan's combat power.

If later he could potentially loot this card, it would be great.

For this card, Jiang Yuan decided to use some luck.

He thought and looked back at Ao Zhu again.

Old Lord still had that mysterious smile on his face, showing no emotion.

As if everything was within his expectations.

And Nezha and Bixiao were already close, Ao Zhu still remained in a state of nonchalance.

Just lying there, waiting to die.

"Cough, cough..."

Until a slightly aged cough echoed, Jiang Yuan, Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiong Xiao, and Golden Crow rose abruptly, looking up at the sky where a space had been broken open.

From the torn space, a giant vertical eye appeared.

And Nezha and Bixiao seemed like they were stuck in a swamp, their movements instantly slowed down.

If Ao Zhu's earlier time ability made Nezha play at four times slower speed.

This current time ability might have slowed everything down to over a hundred times speed.

Their actions were almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Jiang Yuan's face was grim, Yunxiao was also surprised.

"In theory, spaces within the array shouldn't be opened like this."

"Unless..."

Yunxiao left the words unspoken, but Jiang Yuan knew what she meant.

Unless the opponent's power was so much stronger, they could forcibly open a Space Channel within the array!

But how did Old Lord know?

Did he predict this?

Jiang Yuan was perplexed, but he had already prepared to flee.

The Linglong Pagoda instantly appeared above Jiang Yuan's head, holding the [Upright Shadowless] card in his hand.

[Summoning Immortals], [Expel God], [Vertical Earth Golden Light], all the cards, in full force!

Where did Ao Zhu find such a terrifying entity to rescue him!

Jiang Yuan's mind was filled with uncertainty, while Ao Zhu sat up from where he lay, surprisedly watching the vertical eye in the fractured space.

He had experienced the toughness of this space.

If it were to be broken from the outside, it might be simpler, but breaking out from the inside would require reaching the Tenth Realm.

Other Dragon Clan members might need to reach the Eleventh Realm.

But he didn't seem to recognize this Dragon Clan member?

Though he could sense a familiarity and affection from the aura the entity exuded.

Seeing them approach, for some reason, he felt an inexplicable urge to cry.

Grievance?

But why?

His parents died early, only accompanied by that old dragon.

That old dragon evidently couldn't possess such power.

So why would he feel like this?

Ao Zhu didn't understand, but Jiang Yuan didn't notice Ao Zhu's emotions, only watching the vertical eye in the giant space break with a serious expression.

The vertical eye was even larger than Ao Zhu's body as an Eastern Dragon.

Though it was peculiar, Jiang Yuan couldn't fathom why he could see a trace of awkwardness in the vertical eye.

Jiang Yuan was confused: "Who are you?"

"Cough, cough, that..."

Indeed, a voice with a hint of awkwardness came from the shattered space, albeit stuttering.

"He's Candle Dragon, also known as Candle Nine Yin,"