Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1677

Chapter 1677: Chapter 1677: Gouge its eyeball out! Chapter 1677: Chapter 1677: Gouge its eyeball out! Ethan Smith took a deep breath, since it was the Divine Dragon Power, there must be some connection with this Divine Dragon.

Just as Ethan Smith was about to stimulate the Divine Dragon Power, his face changed slightly as if he had thought of something.

“No, that's not right.” Ethan Smith frowned.

If this place is called the Dragon Burial Cave, who knows how many Divine Dragons have fallen here.

If Ethan Smith were to activate the Divine Dragon Power, wouldn't he also die in this Dragon Burial Cave?

Upon thinking of this, Ethan Smith couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Thankfully, he hadn't used the Divine Dragon Power, otherwise, he might have become a corpse just like these dragon bodies!

Being unable to use the Divine Dragon Power, Ethan Smith didn't know what to do.

He walked around the Divine Dragon, and upon looking at it, which was as big as a small mountain, Ethan Smith got a headache.

“Hm? The Divine Dragon is covered in scales, so I can't break it open, but there's one part that's exposed.” Ethan Smith squinted, looking up at the huge skull.

It was the dragon's eyeball!

The eyeball was enormous, and if he were to remove it, it could be used for a long time.

Thinking of this, Ethan Smith leaped up, took out his bronze sword, and stabbed at the Divine Dragon's eyeball.

“Pssh!”

As expected!

The eyeball was instantly penetrated, and a stream of fresh blood sprayed out!

Seeing this, Ethan Smith was overjoyed!

As long as he got this eyeball, this trip wouldn't be in vain!

Although removing an eyeball might be a bit disgusting, for the sake of cultivation, he couldn't care too much about it.

“It's incredible how well-preserved this dragon's blood is, considering how many years it's been dead.” Ethan Smith couldn't help but be amazed.

Under the long passage of time, nothing could be preserved. Even the most powerful would eventually turn into dust.

But it was undeniable that the stronger and higher one's realm, the more powerful their resistance to the passage of time.

Ethan Smith didn't think about it anymore, and began to gouge out the Divine Dragon's eyeball.

It was a huge task, and it wasn't easy to remove the eyeball.

Ethan Smith took out a jar from the Spatial Magic Artifact to prevent the blood from flowing away.

Even a drop of dragon corpse blood could create a strong cultivator, so it must not be wasted!

After spending days, only a little bit of the Divine Dragon's eyeball was gouged out, and Ethan Smith was exhausted.

“Damn, with this progress, it might take a long time to remove the eyeball.” Ethan Smith thought to himself.

But he couldn't waste any more time; Justin Vasquez was still waiting outside. If it took too long, who knew what Justin Vasquez would do?

So he got up, and continued gouging.

Near the entrance of the Dragon Burial Cave.

Justin Vasquez's brows furrowed, and he felt increasingly anxious.

From time to time, he looked into the depths of the Dragon Burial Cave with a worried expression.

“He hasn't come out yet…” Justin Vasquez murmured.

Ethan Smith had been inside for several days, but there was no sign of movement, which couldn't help but make people worried.

“He better not really be in trouble.” Justin Vasquez took a deep breath, his expression becoming even more solemn.

After much consideration, he finally decided to venture deeper into the Dragon Burial Cave to try and find Ethan Smith.

So, Justin Vasquez cautiously proceeded deeper into the cave.

Soon, he came to the boundary area.

“Ethan Smith said that as long as I close my eyes, the shadow won't be activated.” Justin Vasquez thought.

So, he closed his eyes and carefully walked further.

Unfortunately, Justin Vasquez was no match for Ethan Smith. He didn't have Ethan Smith's powerful body, and he quickly found himself unable to move forward as the overwhelming Corpse Qi stopped him.

No matter how hard Justin Vasquez tried, the spiritual power within his body was completely suppressed and unable to help him move.

Out of options, Justin Vasquez had no choice but to turn back and return to the entrance of the Dragon Burial Cave.

Standing at the entrance, Justin Vasquez's face grew even more serious.

“Ethan Smith…he must have encountered danger.” Justin Vasquez sighed deeply, feeling indescribable sorrow.

“No, I have to find someone to save him.” Justin Vasquez gritted his teeth and stepped out of the Dragon Burial Cave.

However, not long after he left the cave, that bug-like creature pounced on him.

In no time, Justin Vasquez had to flee back to the entrance.

“Damn it!”

Even the good-tempered Justin Vasquez couldn't help but curse.

At this moment, he was in a dilemma.

He couldn't go deeper, nor could he leave.

“Am I going to be trapped here and die?” Justin Vasquez couldn't help but curse under his breath.

He glanced at the depths of the cave and sighed, “In a place like this, I probably won't even be able to cultivate… Mr. Smith, you go first, it won't take long for me to find you…”

On top of the dragon's head.

Ethan Smith was working up a sweat, tirelessly gouging out the dragon's eye socket.

The scene was both bloody and comical. The huge eyeball was as big as a small house, and compared to it, Ethan Smith was like an ant.

After who knows how long, Ethan Smith finally managed to gouge out half of the eyeball.

Meanwhile, the fresh blood that flowed out had already filled several jars.

“I can't go on, I'm exhausted.” Ethan Smith fell from the heights, creating a large hole in the ground.

Under the influence of the Corpse Qi, Ethan Smith couldn't fully use his capabilities, and the days of hard work had begun to drain his spiritual power.

Ethan Smith lay on the ground for a while, his eyes fixed on the nearly-detached eyeball.

“Why not try consuming the dragon blood first?”

At this time, Obadiah Heptinstall's voice came from the Spatial Magic Artifact.

Ethan Smith was slightly surprised, and then said excitedly, “Yeah, why didn't I think of that?”

The dragon blood was also a sacred item for cultivation, and even a drop of it might greatly increase Ethan Smith's power!

Upon thinking this, Ethan Smith quickly stood up and grabbed the jar filled with dragon blood.

“What are you going to do?”

Obadiah Heptinstall's voice came from the Spatial Magic Artifact again.

Ethan Smith replied, “Of course, drink the dragon blood.”

“Heh, with your current realm, if you swallow this jar of dragon blood, you'll most likely be instantly destroyed. That immense power is not something you can withstand.” Obadiah Heptinstall said coldly.

Ethan Smith's brows furrowed.

He had a point. A single drop of a Saint's blood could make a mighty realm cultivator's body explode, let alone dragon blood.

Ethan Smith fell silent for a moment, then asked, “So what should I do?”

“Normally, you would need to dilute the blood to a level you can handle, but since this dragon has been dead for many years, its blood is not as powerful as it used to be. You can try consuming a drop, but whether you live or die will depend on your luck.” Obadiah Heptinstall explained.

Ethan Smith nodded and thanked him.

With that, he raised his finger, took a drop of dragon blood from the jar, and slowly placed it into his mouth.