Chapter 0085: There’s Something to Say

Seeing the transformation of the Yellow Dragon, Moro and the Golden Sacred DragonFiet’s expressions changed drastically: “Dragonman!”
Dragonmen were a powerful ancient race, descendants of ancient sacred dragons and humans. However, on the Continent of Hengyuan today, dragonmen were practically extinct.
They never expected him to be a dragonman!
Recalling the terrifying Dragon Roar Killing Technique the Yellow Dragon had used earlier, Moro andFiet suddenly understood—no wonder. If this guy was a dragonman, everything made sense.
What puzzled them, though, was when dragonmen could appear in human form.
After being shocked, the Golden Sacred DragonFiet’s dragon-like face showed an indescribable expression.
Dragonman? Hearing their exclamations, the Yellow Dragon smiled coldly.
He had read about the dragonman race on the Continent of Hengyuan in the libraries of the Divine Wind Academy. Could he really be a dragonman?
After taking on his dragon form, the Yellow Dragon inhaled deeply, drawing lightning from all directions. Lightning pillars then descended from the sky and surrounded him.
As the lightning pillars circled his body, lightning flashed from every pore of his dragon form. His power and pressure continued to rise.
Moro, a high-ranking being from the Sacred Realm, saw his expression change repeatedly.
What formidable aura!
If this continued, the Yellow Dragon’s aura might rival that of the strongest beings at the peak of the Sacred Realm!
Fortunately, his rising aura finally stopped.
“Thunder shakes the four directions!”
With a roar, the Yellow Dragon leaped forward, raised his hands, and slashed violently.
Thunder roared like a tidal wave, converging from all sides before transforming into a lightning sword that slashed downward from the sky. In both heaven and earth, there was only this sword—the Sword of Lightning, the Sword of Purple Thunder—its passage causing space to crack.
It seemed as though heaven and earth themselves would be split in two by its strike.
A thunder-based divine technique: the Purple Thunder Sky Sword!
If the Yellow Dragon reached the level of a Heavenly Immortal, a single strike might split the entire Continent of Hengyuan in two.
Moro andFiet could only focus on this devastating slash.
So fast!
Alarmed, Moro andFiet channeled all their combat energy to dodge, but by then, the lightning sword had already slashed down.
Roar! Under the threat of death,Fiet’s dragon scales trembled violently before tightening, and his tail swung sharply, carrying Moro away.
Along with a pained dragon roar, a sound even louder than the previous Dragon God’s Eight Tones erupted from the ground. The ground shook violently. Looking ahead, they saw a blade mark hundreds of feet long, splitting one side of the palace and creating a several-meter-wide rift, still crackling with lightning.

All the saints gasped in shock, and even beasts like the Nine-Color Phoenix Bird were no exception. Yet, despite their fear, they were also excited, their eyes shining with admiration. The might of the Yellow Dragon amplified the ferocity and power of these beasts. The Sky-Blue Python Ox fought against two beginners from the Holy Lands for a long time without a decision. Upon seeing the might of its master, it let out a roar that shook the surroundings and unleashed its ultimate fusion skill: God-Slaying Dusk. God-Slaying Dusk employed attacks based on the laws of water, wind, and darkness. Over the past six years, it had listened to teachings from the Yellow Dragon and gained much insight. Although this super skill combining the three elements was not yet perfect, its power was immense, comparable to that of top intermediate-level warriors in the Holy Lands. In an instant, black waters and hurricanes surged toward its opponent, casting a dim light over the area as if dusk had fallen. The two beginners from the Dragon Language Empire were caught off guard and sent flying by the onslaught. Beasts like the Nine-Eyed Demon Tiger also unleashed their strongest attacks. Having escaped the Thunder Blade, Moro was still terrified. Watching the changes around him and seeing the ten-meter-long scar on the tail of his golden sacred dragon caused by the Thunder Blade, with blood flowing continuously, he grew fearful. How powerful! What kind of combat skill was that just now? The law of lightning? Could it be that this dragon-man had grasped the true essence of the law of lightning? His strength was now almost on par with the peak of the Holy Lands, coupled with such formidable attacks! Moro was indecisive—should he continue fighting or surrender? If he surrendered now, the Dragon Language Empire would bear this great shame forever. But facing this dragon-man, he no longer had the courage to fight. As Moro hesitated, the Yellow Dragon raised both hands and drew the Rainbow Sword from the sky. The Rainbow Sword descended and surrounded the Yellow Dragon, emitting a hum as it transformed into thousands of sword forms—sword bodies formed from sword energy. The Yellow Dragon soared into the air, and those sword energies surrounding it turned into a Sword Dragon. At the center of the Sword Dragon was the Yellow Dragon’s body, while at the forefront was the Rainbow Sword. “Sword Dragon Formation!” Just like the Great Extinction Sword Formation, the Sword Dragon Formation was a divine sword technique. With the Yellow Dragon’s body as the core, the sword formation relied on it, and the dragon’s magical power fueled the sword beams, which shattered everything in their path. The Sword Dragon instantly crossed the distance and charged at Moro and his golden sacred dragon,Fiet. Retreat? As Moro andFiet hastily backed away, the Sword Dragon swayed and charged at them again in an instant. Roar! Realizing there was no way to avoid it, Moro andFiet had no choice but to withstand the attack head-on.

“Seal it off! Shield of Light, Ultimate Light!”
In rapid succession, Moro unleashed his three strongest defensive techniques with all his might. Meanwhile, the Golden Sacred DragonFiet also slammed its four claws together, creating a tornado. Then came its roar, and finally, even its horns emitted a golden glow.
The golden light formed a golden barrier in front of them.
At that moment, the Sword Dragon charged forward. Its Azure Rainbow Sword, like a rainbow, instantly collided withFiet’s golden barrier. Sword beams shot out in all directions, stirring the air around. With a crisp sound, the golden barrier shattered. As Moro andFiet’s expressions turned grim, the Sword Dragon broke through one by one their shields.
Moro andFiet could no longer defend themselves and hastily attacked the Sword Dragon.
Clang, clang, clang!
In an instant, thousands of sword beams struck them countless times, causing Moro andFiet to suffer thousands of wounds as well.
The Sword Dragon dispersed, its sword beams vanished, revealing its yellow dragon form.
The yellow dragon stood in midair, looking at Moro and that lizard, who had been blown several miles away and seemed to be covered in wounds from countless swords. It did not pursue further.
One after another, techniques such as the Sky-Shrouding Hand Seal, the Dragon God’s Eight Tones, the Great Extinction Sword Formation, and the Sword Dragon Formation were deployed. Even the yellow dragon began to struggle. It swallowed a spirit pill and, with a thought, urged the Netherworld Divine Tree to absorb the natural energy of heaven and earth to replenish its vital energy.
There wasn’t a single spot on Moro’s body that wasn’t injured.Fiet spat out more blood, gasping for breath, and stared at the yellow dragon in terror.
After regaining its breath, the yellow dragon slowly descended from the air, its body surrounded by lightning and sword beams.
Moro andFiet recoiled in shock: “Dragon, elder dragon-man, stop! Stop! Please, we have something to say!”