Chapter 30: Dragon Clan Hunting, Triggering a Beast Tide? Instant Kill of a 90,000-Year Poison Flood Dragon! Dugu Bo is Shocked!
"Rest?"
Hearing this, Yu Jingcheng shook his head, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.
"No need."
"For the Golden Earth Dragon Clan, battle is the best way to stabilize one's Realm!"
Saying this, he turned to look at Xiao Jin and shouted loudly:
"Xiao Jin!"
"Take your clansmen and follow me to slaughter that Poison Flood Dragon!"
"Let's make it a greeting gift for our new Elder!"
"Roar—!"
Xiao Jin responded immediately, letting out a world-shaking roar.
Following that, over a hundred Golden Earth Dragons in the entire valley roared in unison, the sound waves rolling and surging straight into the clouds.
At that moment, Dugu Bo felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head.
This feeling of being surrounded by a group of top-tier Soul Beasts to hunt another top-tier Soul Beast...
Was truly damn exhilarating!
"Go!"
Yu Jingcheng flipped onto Xiao Jin's broad back and beckoned to Dugu Bo.
"Old Poison, get up here!"
"Today, I'll let you see what a real Dragon Clan hunt looks like!"
"Set out!"
At Yu Jingcheng's command, Xiao Jin's wings flapped violently, a gale suddenly rising and swirling dust into the sky.
That massive body turned into a brilliant golden rainbow, leading the way as it charged into the clouds.
"Gentlemen, please."
Yu Jingcheng pointed to Iron Head beside him, gesturing for Dugu Bo and his son to get on.
Dugu Bo didn't hesitate; holding Dugu Xin with one hand, he flickered and landed steadily on Iron Head's broad back.
"Roar—!"
Iron Head let out a low growl, exerted power through its limbs, and began racing across the ground, following the king in the sky.
Don't ask why they weren't flying.
Because space in the sky was limited.
Moreover, they were unwilling to fly alongside the Dragon King.
Behind them, over a hundred Golden Earth Dragons of various sizes swarmed out, except for a few left behind to guard the nest and care for the hatchlings and eggs!
Rumble—
The earth trembled, and dust billowed.
This was a terrifying army capable of sweeping through the entire Star Dou Great Forest.
Especially Xiao Jin, who was flying at the very front.
It had no intention of restraining its aura at all; instead, it wantonly released the terrifying pressure belonging to a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast!
That True Dragon aura originating from the depths of its Bloodline, mixed with the sacred and inviolable Light Domain, spread frantically in all directions like tangible ripples.
Wherever they passed, all beasts were terrified!
"Roar!!"
"Awooo—"
The originally peaceful Sunset Forest instantly erupted in chaos.
Countless Soul Beasts felt this destructive aura and were scared out of their wits,
Paying no heed to hunting or competing for territory, they all tucked their tails and fled madly toward the outskirts of the forest.
For a time, birds flew and beasts ran, and trees collapsed.
A small-scale beast tide was actually forced out by this advancing group!
Sitting on Iron Head's back, Dugu Bo watched the trees receding on both sides and those Ten Thousand Year Spirit Beasts fleeing in panic in the distance, his eyes twitching uncontrollably.
"This... this is too arrogant..."
Dugu Bo swallowed hard, his heart filled with shock.
In the past, when Soul Masters entered a Soul Beast forest to hunt, who wouldn't be cautious and restrain their aura, fearing they might provoke an existence they couldn't handle?
But now look at this.
How was this going to hunt Soul Beasts?
This was clearly a monarch on a tour, purging his territory!
This feeling of acting without restraint...
Dugu Bo had to admit that although it was arrogant, it felt incredibly good!
"This is the privilege brought by power..."
Dugu Xin was also boiling with excitement, his desire for strength growing even stronger.
They weren't left to reflect for long.
The Golden Earth Dragon Clan's speed was extremely fast; in just a few moments, the surrounding vegetation began to change.
The originally dense forest gradually thinned out, the air filled with a nauseating stench, and the ground turned into a purple-black swamp.
Poisonous miasma permeated the area, and all signs of life vanished.
This was the territory of that 90,000-year Poison Flood Dragon!
"Ang—!!"
As if sensing the aura of intruders, a cold and piercing roar suddenly echoed from the depths of the swamp.
Immediately after, the mud churned.
A massive flood dragon over thirty meters long, covered in dark green scales with a single horn on its head, suddenly lunged out of the swamp!
It opened its bloody maw and spat out a thick purple-black poisonous mist, attempting to block these uninvited guests.
A Poison Flood Dragon with a 90,000-year cultivation was a hegemon-level existence in the Sunset Forest; who would dare provoke it normally?
However, today it had kicked a steel plate.
And a red-hot one at that.
"Hmph, a mere worm dares to be so insolent before a True Dragon?"
In the air, Yu Jingcheng snorted coldly and patted Xiao Jin's neck.
"Xiao Jin, end this quickly!"
"Roar—!"
Xiao Jin let out a disdainful roar.
Facing the overwhelming poisonous mist, it didn't dodge at all, not even bothering to use a Soul Skill.
Buzz!
Golden light flared on its body as its Light Domain instantly expanded!
Chichi—
The highly poisonous mist, capable of corroding metal and stone, the moment it touched the Light Domain,
Was like snow meeting a blazing sun, instantly melting and disintegrating, vanishing into wisps of green smoke.
In the next moment.
Xiao Jin's massive body, like a falling meteor carrying immense momentum, slammed violently into the Poison Flood Dragon!
Bang!!
A dull, massive thud.
The Poison Flood Dragon didn't even have time to scream before it was pinned into the mud by Xiao Jin's claw!
The so-called 90,000-year cultivation and the so-called potent poison were a joke in the face of absolute Bloodline suppression and attribute countering.
A Hundred Thousand Year Golden Earth Dragon fighting a 90,000-year poison-attribute Sub-dragon.
It was like a father beating his son!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Mud splashed everywhere, and the earth shook.
Xiao Jin didn't use any fancy Moves; it was just the most primitive and violent physical combat.
Sharp claws tore through scales, and a dragon tail shattered bones.
In just a few breaths,
That previously arrogant Poison Flood Dragon had already become half-dead, slumped in the mud like a dead snake, breathing its last.
"Huff—"
Xiao Jin exhaled a breath of air filled with sparks, seemingly bored by such an unchallenging opponent.
Then, it extended its massive dragon claw, grabbed the Poison Flood Dragon's tail like picking up an earthworm, flapped its wings, and flew back to the front of the group.
Thud!
A muffled thud.
The half-dead Poison Flood Dragon was slammed heavily in front of Dugu Bo and Dugu Xin, splashing black mud everywhere.
"There."
Yu Jingcheng jumped down from Xiao Jin's back, clapped his hands, and pointed at the Poison Flood Dragon on the ground that was barely hanging on by a thread, smiling at the stunned Dugu Bo:
"Old Poison, while it's still fresh."
"This is a top-quality 90,000-year poison-attribute Soul Ring, and it might even drop a Soul Bone."
"Now, it's yours."
Looking at the 90,000-year Poison Flood Dragon at his feet, which was barely breathing and had once made him extremely wary, Dugu Bo felt his throat go dry and his heart pound fiercely.
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