Chapter 0084: Dragon’s Might Rules the World
The Green Rainbow Sword flew out from within the Yellow Dragon and hovered high in the sky. With a humming sound, its sword aura intimidated everyone present, as streams of green sword light emerged.
The Yellow Dragon channeled all its magical power, turning his hands. Instantly, the Green Rainbow Sword emitted a dazzling sword light that illuminated the heavens and earth. With a resounding clang, it spun rapidly, and countless sword auras appeared around its blade.
These countless sword auras, identical to the Green Rainbow Sword itself, spread over an area of half a mile. Throughout that half-mile radius, the sword auras were overwhelming, filled with deadly intent! It seemed as though all life had been extinguished, and no air currents could flow.
Under the terrified gazes of Mo Luo and the Golden Sacred Dragon, the Yellow Dragon pushed off with his hands, sending the Green Rainbow Sword and those countless sword auras soaring into the heavens. Then, like a sun-devouring beam, they rushed down at Mo Luo and the Golden Sacred Dragon.
Mo Luo looked up and, seeing the deadly sword light descending from above, felt the breath of death.
No!
Fueled by anger, Mo Luo roared, “Radiant Glory!”
Feeling death approaching, he unleashed all his combat energy without reservation, swinging his great sword upward with a mighty strike.
“Radiant Glory” was different from his previous technique, “Peak Light.” “Peak Light” was a defensive move created by combining the laws of light and water for defense, whereas “Radiant Glory” was an offensive move formed by merging the laws of light and water for attack.
The speed of light! When light reaches a certain intensity, its attack becomes terrifying—capable of cutting through anything!
The persistence of water! When water merges into the ocean and becomes fierce waves, its attack is equally devastating.
“Radiant Glory” was a powerful technique born from the fusion of the laws of light speed and water’s persistence.
Having lived for nearly a thousand years as a high-ranking being in the Sacred Realm, Mo Luo had a profound understanding of these laws.
The Golden Sacred DragonFiet also sensed the threat of death. Following Mo Luo’s example, it let out a fierce roar, then took to the air, extending all four claws. In midair, countless dragon claw shadows formed a terrifying hurricane that struck at the deadly sword light.
“Tornado!”
A innate skill of the dragon kings.
When “Radiant Glory” and the “Tornado” were combined, their power increased even further. They met the attack head-on, barely managing to withstand most of the deadly sword beams from the Great Extinction Sword Array. However, since the array covered an area of half a mile, even Mo Luo and the Golden Sacred Dragon’s combined effort could only protect their surroundings. The Lion Army, trapped under the sword light, had no chance of escaping this deadly radiance.
Roars! Cries of agony! The white-winged fire lions of the Lion Army, along with their warriors, were engulfed by the sword light.
In almost an instant, the Lion Legion, one of the strongest armies in the Dragon Speech Empire alongside the Flying Dragon Legion, was annihilated, with its members falling from the sky one after another. Aside from a tiny fraction who escaped with severe injuries, the Lion Legion was nearly wiped out. Witnessing this scene, not only Moro and the Golden Sacred DragonFiet but also all the saints of the Dragon Speech Empire fighting against the Sky Blue Python Ox were shocked beyond measure. The Great Extinction Sword Formation brought about such devastation that even heaven and earth changed color. In the Pangu World, amidst endless battles of life and death, the Yellow Dragon had experienced countless horrors. The ancient Witch and Demon tribes had fought so fiercely that the heavens and earth cracked apart, with hundreds of millions of corpses piling up like Mount Buzhou. The Battle of Deification was no different. The Yellow Dragon knew well that he must not show mercy toward his enemies; in any world, only overwhelming strength could ensure survival. He didn’t think that by killing Du Meng and leaving after reaching Dragon Extreme, the Dragon Speech Empire—the strongest empire backed by the dragon race on the Hengyuan Continent—would give up. Moreover, it wasn’t just Du Meng and Dragon Extreme who died, but also the entire Flying Dragon Legion, including that dragon imperial prince! Would this formidable empire hesitate to pursue the Yellow Dragon just because of his ten sacred domains? Impossible! If that were the case, then any empire could simply send ten sacred domains to attack the Dragon Speech Empire’s palace, and the empire would still hesitate to pursue them out of fear of their strength? Stop pursuing them? If so, the Dragon Speech Empire would no longer be the strongest power on the Hengyuan Continent but rather a weakling easily crushed. It was easy to imagine that once the Yellow Dragon left and Moro and the others pursued him, the first target would be the Huang family. Destroying the Huang family wouldn’t be difficult for the Dragon Speech Empire. So, he would kill them, scare them to death, and intimidate them severely, forcing them to bow their heads and make concessions. Everything would be settled through strength—he wanted them to understand the consequences of opposing him. He wanted all the major forces on the Hengyuan Continent to know that those who offended him, the Yellow Dragon, would die! Watching Moro and the Golden Sacred Dragon’s terrified expressions, the Yellow Dragon sneered inwardly as he glanced at the two warring sides. Although his side had a slight disadvantage in the number of sacred domains, their sacred domain beasts were slightly stronger than human sacred domain warriors of the same rank, making the overall balance fairly even.
The Nine-Color Phoenix fought against Felix, the leader of the Lion Corps, and his battle pet, the Golden-Feathered Fire Lion. Meanwhile, the Sky-Blue Python Ox was challenged by two beginners from the Holy Lands, while the other Holy Lands each faced one opponent. The Nine-Eyed Demon Tiger, that foolish tiger, chose a beginner from a Holy Land. With its mighty roar shaking the heavens, it forced that beginner to retreat. It was quite smart; if it had faced an intermediate-level warrior from a Holy Land, it probably wouldn’t have been so formidable.
Flames soared into the sky, snow covered hundreds of miles, golden light blazed, hurricanes raged, and the beasts roared incessantly. The entire palace of the Dragon Speech Empire was affected—except for the hundreds of palaces protected by magic arrays in the central area, everything else had been utterly destroyed.
The entire imperial city of the Dragon Speech Empire was in shock.
People were panicked and scattered in all directions.
As the Yellow Dragon scanned the battlefield, Moro and the Golden Sacred Dragon were both enraged and terrified. They glanced at the Green Rainbow Sword perched high in the air and saw hundreds of thousands of palace guards rushing toward them. Roaring, Moro said, “Who told you to come here? Get lost!”
In a battle between powerful warriors from the Holy Lands, even ten million of these guards would only be sending themselves to death.
The Lion Corps—the empire’s strongest military force—was completely annihilated like this!
Thinking of the death of the crown prince and princess, Moro, who had already been shaken by the Yellow Dragon’s strength, grew even angrier, his killing intent intensifying further.
It could be said that as the strongest warrior in the Dragon Speech Empire, he had never encountered such an humiliating situation in a thousand years!
The Dragon Speech Empire had never been humiliated like this before!
Roar! Moro’s eyes turned blood-red, and white lights emerged all over his body.
Influenced by its master, the Golden Sacred DragonFiet also let out an angry roar, its dragon eyes filled with deadly intent once again.
“Well then, let me show you this dragon’s true power!” the Yellow Dragon thought to itself.
Roar! Under the murderous gazes of Moro and the Golden Sacred DragonFiet, the Yellow Dragon roared toward the sky like a dragon’s chant. A golden light shot upward, and layers of dragon scales covered its body. A dragon tail grew behind it, with bone spines glowing coldly at the joints of its limbs.
With its body transformed, the Yellow Dragon’s power surged once more.
Terrifying air currents spun around its body.
A true aura of dragon dominance spread throughout the area.