Chapter 671: Dragon's Roar: He's Dragon Roaring?

Chapter 671: Chapter 519: Dragon’s Roar: He’s Dragon Roaring?

CLINK! As the sword light vanished, the Beast Race Sword Saint’s figure emerged from the dust and slowly took a step forward.

A cold wind blew.

The three flags on his back fluttered.

The Beast Race Sword Saint.

He held the title of the greatest sword of the foreign races.

His strength was beyond doubt, just like that last strike.

The moment he struck, he already knew the outcome.

Gao Neng was dead for sure.

Because when he had unleashed his strike, Gao Neng hadn’t tried to flee immediately. Therefore, once the blow landed, it was impossible for Gao Neng to still be alive.

This wasn’t a deliberate boast, but a confidence born of strength.

It was like shooting hoops. If you’ve sunk a million baskets, you know the moment the ball leaves your hand whether it’s going in or not.

“Gao Neng, aged eighteen, died by my… the hand of the Beast Race Sword Saint!” After taking a step, the Beast Race Sword Saint had already sheathed his sword.

He didn’t bother to look for Gao Neng in the chasm below.

Because there was no need.

He was the Sword Saint. If he said a strike would kill his enemy, then the enemy was killed.

The surrounding Beast Race Warriors were initially alarmed, but after hearing the Beast Race Sword Saint’s words, their awe turned to cheers.

“Congratulations, Ancestor, on slaying Gao Neng!”

“Ancestor is mighty!”

“Ancestor is invincible!”

The Beast Race Warriors erupted in celebration.

This drew the Six-winged Great Angel and the other three Strongest over. They all exchanged bewildered glances.

‘Isn’t this too fast?’

‘Gao Neng died before any of us even had a chance to act?’

“Brother Jian’s Swordsmanship truly improves by the day!”

“To think that such a difficult opponent would die under Brother Jian’s sword just like that. We are truly impressed!”

“Right, right… Huh? Why is there no body?” As the third Strongest was offering his congratulations, he happened to glance down into the chasm and immediately noticed the problem.

Forget a body…

There wasn’t even a single hair!

“…” The Beast Race Sword Saint’s expression stiffened.

“There’s really no body. That’s strange… Where did the body go?”

“Everyone, split up and search!”

“We clearly saw over twenty Gao Nengs just now… How come we can’t see a single one?”

The Beast Race Warriors were equally stunned.

“Impossible! With that strike of mine, Gao Neng is definitely dead!” The Beast Race Sword Saint now walked to the edge of the chasm and stared straight down.

It was true. Not a single hair.

The chasm, dozens of feet wide, didn’t actually offer many places to hide.

Because the cut was too clean.

And now, inside the chasm, not only was Gao Neng’s body missing, but there was also no sign of the twenty genetic weapons.

“Where did they go?!”

“…”

WHOOSH!

Just then, a signal flare suddenly shot up from the main camp in the rear.

Immediately after, a messenger rushed over.

“Ancestor, it’s terrible! Gao Neng… Gao Neng is in the rear camp!”

“What?!” Even with his unshakable confidence, the Beast Race Sword Saint felt the messenger’s words like a sharp slap to the face.

SMACK!

‘Fucking hurts!’

“Sword Saint, what’s going on? Your sword… shouldn’t have missed.” The Six-winged Great Angel, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, his brows furrowed.

“That’s not possible. My strike clearly locked onto Gao Neng’s aura. There’s no way he could have escaped… unless, the one just now was a fake!” The Beast Race Sword Saint shook his head.

“A fake?”

“But Gao Neng just killed the Behemoth King…”

“Even if he killed the Behemoth King, if the Ancestor says it was a fake, then it was a fake!”

“…”

BOOM!

A violent explosion of power.

A terrifying aura erupted from the Beast Race Sword Saint’s body, as if thousands, even tens of thousands, of sharp streams of Sword Qi were swirling around him.

“Gao Neng, I’d like to see just where you can run!”

“Brother Jian!”

“Brother Jian, wait for us!”

“…”

The other Strongest immediately followed.

The Six-winged Great Angel let out a soft sigh. ‘A Gao Neng who can slay a ninth-rank… a fake? I wouldn’t believe it for a second!’

‘But if he was real, then what just happened?’

‘Did he instantly arrive at the rear camp?’

‘No matter how I look at it…’

‘It’s like seeing a ghost in broad daylight!’

However, there was no time to ponder it further. After another sigh, the Six-winged Great Angel finally followed them.

…

「Beast Race Rear Camp.」

Gao Neng was like a wolf unleashed in a sheep pen. And not some bumbling cartoon wolf, but a real, ravenous predator.

He held a saber in his hand.

With every slash, a Beast Race Warrior fell into a pool of blood.

He was not bloodthirsty.

But today, he would go on a killing spree.

For no other reason than to honor the soul of Sword Elder in heaven.

“Sword Elder, the ones who caused your death—Liang Qi, Green Eyes, and Wuying—have already been killed by Fang Tangtang. Now… I will use the blood of the Beast Race to console your spirit once more!”

“I will not rest until this vengeance is complete!”

SWISH!

The blade flashed.

Blood sprayed.

Golden light flickered in Gao Neng’s eyes. Around him, twenty genetic weapons moved in tandem, hunting down the Warriors in the rear camp.

Of course, his true objective wasn’t actually the slaughter.

It was that he knew…

…that more than half of the Beast Race’s provisions for this campaign were stockpiled here in the rear camp.

“Fire!”

FWOOSH!

“Wind!”

FWOOSH!

Gao Neng controlled the powers of these special elements at will.

The entire rear camp was engulfed in a sea of flames.

A gale-force wind kicked up…

…fanning the inferno.

“Stop him! Stop him!!” Several High-tier Warriors bravely charged forward.

“Only blood can allow Sword Elder’s soul to rest in peace!” Gao Neng instantly met their charge, a torrent of steel rolling across the ground.