Chapter 639: Challenging the Golden Sacred Dragon

It took over a month for the Black Dragon to complete the first eight battles. Ye Feng also devised a killing move—the same one he used to defeat the first challenger. He entangled his opponent and then sprayed dragon flame laced with the law of spatial annihilation from close range. After several battles, Ye Feng found this method almost always effective. Once the opponent was entangled, they could no longer defend effectively, as they had to exert great effort just to avoid being strangled. With no chance to defend or dodge and the dragon flame being sprayed from such close range, the accuracy was 100%. Moreover, spatial annihilation was the most powerful among offensive laws, even three levels stronger than the destruction law, and naturally beyond the reach of defensive laws. Most importantly, the head itself was a vital area—once it was annihilated, death was inevitable. Thus, this move proved time and time again to be highly effective.

“The eighth battle is over. The winner is the Dark Dragon,” came the voice of Heaven’s Way once again. Ye Feng could hardly wait for the final battle, as eight consecutive victories had boosted his confidence greatly. The Dark Dragon’s combat experience also grew with each battle, and it increasingly needed less help from Ye Feng. He only had to demonstrate each move once, and the Dark Dragon would remember it completely. Eight consecutive wins meant Ye Feng could obtain eight stone sculptures for the Dark Dragon to devour from Heaven’s Way. Thus, he looked forward even more to nine consecutive wins, so that the Dark Dragon could acquire nine more sculptures and eventually become a powerful being capable of carving a hundred thousand secret patterns. Thinking of this, Ye Feng grew excited.

“The final battle, the ninth match, begins now!” After Heaven’s Way’s voice rang out, the entire land began to rumble, as if some colossal creature was awakening.

Ye Feng looked up into the distance. He remembered that direction was where he had seen the Golden Dragon before. “No way…”

The Dark Dragon seemed to sense something as well. It raised its head and gazed in that direction, its eyes filled with fierce fighting spirit. It was eager for this battle. It could feel a deep desire to defeat its opponent, as if it were shouting from the depths of its bloodline.

In that direction, a massive figure suddenly soared into the air, letting out a powerful dragon roar, “Roar~~~”

The sound lasted for a long time, far more imposing and powerful than the Black Dragon’s roar when it awoke earlier.

After that roar, the clouds in the sky dispersed instantly, and scorching light shone down from above, sweeping away all darkness. Even the darkest corners became bright in an instant, giving off a sacred atmosphere.
“So powerful!” Even Ye Feng couldn’t help but exclaim. He even began to doubt whether this golden dragon truly had only ten thousand secret laws inscribed on it.
The dark dragon was clearly unwilling to accept defeat. It also roared, but not just a simple roar—it carried attacks using the laws of light waves and spatial annihilation.
In fact, this combined attack was also something Ye Feng had thought of, as sound waves are a type of wave as well. Using waves for transmission minimized the loss of power during long-distance attacks and made them more focused, preventing them from spreading.
Ye Feng had only used this tactic once with the black dragon, and it quickly learned to employ it.
“Roar!” Another roar sounded. Just as the black dragon’s attack was about to hit, this roar caused the golden dragon to spew a blast of dragon flame, which collided with the black dragon’s attack. Both attacks vanished quickly.
“This fight seems more troublesome than I thought!” Ye Feng sighed helplessly after seeing this. This golden dragon could use the same tactics as the dark dragon and also emit spatial annihilation from its mouth. More importantly, the previous entangling tactic no longer worked on it.
After being attacked, the golden dragon seemed angry as well and dived straight down from the sky. The black dragon didn’t hold back either, firing several attacks in quick succession, all of which were dodged by the opponent.
After several failed attempts, the black dragon finally resorted to a trick. It spat out another breath of dragon flame, but this time it took on a misty form, quickly enveloping a certain area around it.
Ye Feng guessed what it was trying to do. He had taught the black dragon this tactic in previous battles—using both the law of water misting and the law of sealing simultaneously. Anyone who entered the misty area would be frozen and sealed layer by layer, with more mist and water droplets on their bodies leading to stronger freezing. This tactic relied on catching the opponent off guard; once inside the mist, their attention would be focused on the outside, not on any abnormalities within their own bodies. By the time they realized it, it would be too late.
With the golden dragon diving down, it would be difficult for it to escape again.
As expected, the golden dragon plunged headfirst into the mist and was quickly frozen.

The Dark Dragon seemed very pleased as it wrapped its body around the frozen body of the Golden Dragon, its dragon flame about to be unleashed. Yet Ye Feng felt things weren’t that simple. Just as he was about to stop it, he noticed the Black Dragon had wrapped itself around the Golden Dragon, and the latter showed no reaction at all. As he prepared to release his own dragon flame, he saw a burst of flame suddenly shoot out from the Golden Dragon’s wide-open mouth. Delivered from such close range, straight into the Black Dragon’s open maw, it was clearly a well-planned attack—intentionally freezing itself to lure the Black Dragon closer, waiting for it to open its mouth before delivering a fatal blow. “Damn it!” Ye Feng exclaimed in shock. Before he could form a hand seal, the Black Dragon had already been completely hit by that dragon flame. Ye Feng stared at the battle in the sky, his mouth agape. The Golden Dragon had immense combat experience; even he might not have been able to devise such a strategy in such a fight. He felt somewhat regretful, as he had lost the final battle and still failed to obtain the ninth stone sculpture. Just then, a loud, agonized cry was heard. Ye Feng looked up again and witnessed a shocking scene: a hole had appeared in the Golden Dragon’s mouth at some point, and its body began to wobble. His own Dark Dragon, though severely injured and bleeding heavily, wasn’t yet pierced through. Before Ye Feng could react, an even more astonishing scene unfolded—the Black Dragon bit down on the Golden Dragon’s head, with the secret patterns of the Dark Devouring Law circulating within its mouth. The Golden Dragon struggled for a while but ultimately couldn’t escape being swallowed by the Black Dragon; instead, it only accelerated its demise. In just the time it took to drink tea, the Golden Dragon was silent, its head completely swallowed by the Black Dragon’s maw. Seeing the serpent-like ferocity of the Black Dragon, Ye Feng was stunned—he had never taught it such tactics. “The Dark Dragon wins the final battle!” The voice of Heaven awakened Ye Feng from his shock. “It won!” Ye Feng finally realized what had happened and pointed at the Dark Dragon. “Master, this…”

“That must also be part of its fate!” The projection of the Heavenly Dao appeared in the sky. “The Black Dragon is inherently a vicious creature that takes pleasure in devouring other dragons. If it were any other dragon, devouring it wouldn’t have much effect, as they are merely stone carvings. But the Golden Sacred Dragon it devoured was originally a stone-carved beast I gave to another disciple back in the day. However, that disciple perished long ago, so I took back the unfinished Golden Dragon. That Golden Sacred Dragon had already absorbed five stone carvings and could hold sixty thousand secret patterns—fifty-five of which were already carved, with five left blank. I sealed it so that only ten thousand secret patterns remained. I thought even then it wouldn’t lose to this Black Dragon, but unforeseen changes occurred. Now that it has completely devoured the Golden Dragon, although it can’t inherit its secret patterns, it can take over the space of those five thousand blank patterns. As a result, five thousand more pattern slots have appeared out of nowhere.”

Hearing this, Ye Feng was overjoyed. “Then the nine stone carvings my master promised earlier can’t be withheld, right?”

“Of course not!” The projection of the Heavenly Dao waved his hand, and nine egg-sized stone carvings appeared in Ye Feng’s hands. “Don’t be fooled by their size—they’ve been compressed by me. Otherwise, they would take up a lot of space in your storage ring.”

“Thank you, master!” Ye Feng eagerly placed the nine stone carvings in his storage ring, then turned his gaze toward the Black Dragon.

“It will take him about three to five days to finish devouring it. Before that, I won’t transport you to the next test site, so as not to distract you from what’s happening here.” These words from the Heavenly Dao made Ye Feng frown again. He couldn’t figure out how many more tests there would be. After all, he had already passed four tests so far, but the Heavenly Dao seemed determined to keep going.

“Don’t worry. Under normal circumstances, there’s only one last test left,” the Heavenly Dao seemed to read Ye Feng’s thoughts. “After completing that last test, you’ll receive the subsequent inheritance. But to get the huge reward I mentioned before, there’s one more test. That test isn’t given by me—it’s given by that reward itself. If you pass, the reward is yours; if not, you won’t get it.”

“Isn’t that contradictory?” Ye Feng thought to himself. “It says it’s the last test, but there’s still one more test to get the reward… No, he seems to know what I’m thinking. I need to think of something else… Oh, the weather is so nice today…”

“I’ve explained it now, but you still won’t understand. When you receive your reward, you’ll know I wasn’t lying to you…” Tian Dao clearly saw Ye Feng’s thoughts. He wasn’t angry; instead, he smiled helplessly while stroking his beard.