The Soul That Became a Legend

Xiao Lin's purple blood flooded the Jiuyinlong, turning the glass sword into a **cosmic brilliance**. Its body that had been pierced by Shen Li's ice sword did not fall—instead, it floated, its hair turning white, its skin covered in galaxy-like star patterns. In his eyes, the entire history of the battle between dragons and humans was displayed: from Su Chen's era to the rise of the Primordial Dragon.

"You… what are you doing?!" Shen Li shouted, drawing her ice sword. But the wound on Xiao Lin's chest did not bleed—only purple light gushed out.

Xiao Lin turned to Luo Yan. "I remember everything. And this… is the only way."

The Jiuyinlong dissolved into particles of light, merging with Xiao Lin's body. The sky instantly darkened, and then billions of stars appeared—each light was a tiny sword that pointed at the Primordial Dragon.

**"Dance of the Destroying Stars."**

Xiao Lin moved his finger, and all the stars in the sky struck the Primordial Dragon. The creature's screams were thunderous, its transparent body breaking into pieces of energy. But amidst the destruction, a golden light appeared—Su Chen's remaining soul was pulling the Primordial Dragon fragment into a new seal.

"No! I won't lose again!" Shen Li roared. The Yinglong in Luo Yan's hand suddenly reacted, stabbing her in the back.

"I'm sorry, sister," Li Feng whispered, holding Yinglong's hilt. "This is for balance."

Shen Li fell to the ground, blue blood—Su Liang's legacy—flowing freely. "You… have always been weak," she hissed before her body disintegrated into dust.

Luo Yan ran to Xiao Lin, who was beginning to fade away. "Don't go! We just—"

Xiao Lin smiled, touching his face. "The Jiuyinlong is an extension of Su Chen's soul. To lock the Primordial Dragon away forever… someone must replace it within the seal."

The light from Xiao Lin's body grew brighter. In the distance, the voice of the **Last Dragon**—a primordial form of a nebula—echoed:

***"You have paid the price. Now, balance will be restored... temporarily."***

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**Epilogue: The Fragments Left Behind**

Luo Yan stood atop the restored Xuanji Mountain. In her hand, a crystal pendant containing a drop of Xiao Lin's purple blood pulsed faintly. Li Feng approached, his wounds still gaping.

"Will you continue his struggle?" Li Feng asked.

"No," Luo Yan replied. "I will find a way to free him. Jiuyinlong is not the end."

Elsewhere, within the dimensional seal, Xiao Lin woke up in the void. Su Chen and Su Liang's voices whispered in turn:

*"Do you think this is the end? We are just part of a circle..."*

Suddenly, a **blood-stained shadow** appeared—Xiao Lin's form from the past, when he was still the cruel Xue. "You cannot escape yourself," the shadow whispered, wielding the contaminated Jiuyinlong.

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The pendant in Luo Yan's hand cracked. Xiao Lin's purple blood flowed to the ground, growing a **crystal flower** within which, the shadow of a small Primordial Dragon laughed.

In the sky, the constellations transformed into the shape of a dragon. The voice of the Last Dragon echoed:

***"The circle will continue to spin... until the Forbidden blood is erased from history."***