Chapter 1482: Today, I Will Slay the Dragon

Chapter 1482: Chapter 1482: Today, I Will Slay the Dragon

Roar!

The elder transformed from the Horned Dragon let out a wild roar, turning into a black lightning bolt and colliding with Yang Yan.

Within just a breath, the two exchanged dozens of moves.

Yang Yan dodged the elder’s attack sideways, then swept his sleeves, and his Immortal Power within his body rapidly surged while his hand’s attack was infused with Wish Power.

In an instant, Yang Yan gathered all the power in his body and concentrated it on his fingertip.

Crackle! Crackle!

Power continuously accumulated, and wisps of lightning flashed at the fingertips, creating an imposing aura.

Heaven-Breaking Finger!

The elder watched as the finger grew larger in his sight, wanting to retreat, but it was too late.

He suddenly realized there was a strange force around his body constraining him. Although he could break through these shackles, his speed was slightly hindered.

Swipe!

A piercing pain suddenly struck; to his surprise, the finger force directly penetrated his arm.

He was aware that his true form was a Horned Dragon that had reached the pinnacle of its training.

He was merely a year away from transforming into the most superior Yinglong.

Such a formidable physique, difficult to harm by even Celestial-level weapons; only Divine-level weapons might have a chance.

Yet, the opponent had just pierced him through with finger force; it was truly unfathomable.

Staring at the bleeding wound on his arm, the elder let out a furious roar, and his body began expanding continuously. At the same time, his skin slowly transitioned into black and started to radiate a metallic sheen.

However, half of the horn on his head had turned golden, and two bulges appeared between his ribs.

All these changes were precursors to his successful transformation into Yinglong.

A massive Black Dragon finally appeared in front of Yang Yan.

Yang Yan sneered coldly: "Foul beast, meet your end!"

Facing the Black Dragon charging at him, Yang Yan showed no sign of panic.

He formed a Sword Technique with his left hand, instantly manifesting ten Five Elements Extreme Soldiers around him.

"Today, I shall slay a dragon."

Yang Yan bellowed, his eyes flashing sharply, and ten swords shimmering with Five Elements Qi flew to the top of the Black Dragon, surrounding it completely.

As Yang Yan’s hand gesture changed, one of the blazing swords quickly enlarged and transformed into a stream of light, violently plunging into the Black Dragon’s belly, emitting a sizzling sound.

Accompanied by a smell of burning stench.

Roar!

The pained Black Dragon let out a chilling scream, its enormous body frantically twisting, turning the surrounding dwellings into ashes in an instant.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

The initial sword was only the beginning; the remaining nine swords then erupted simultaneously, swiftly enlarging and unleashing different powers, all precisely impaling the Black Dragon’s body.

The reason for choosing the Five Elements Extreme Soldiers was because Yang Yan felt various forces within the body of the Black Dragon.

This creature probably had, prior to this, successfully absorbed the powers of the Four Spirits—Cyan Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise.

As the strongest among the Dragon Race, the power derived solely from absorbing Dragon Race forces wasn’t sufficient to become Yinglong. Now, with the convergence of the Five Spirits, it might truly become another Yinglong, comparable to the Dragon Race progenitor.

Yang Yan was absolutely confident with the Five Elements against the Five Elements.

After all, even if it had successfully absorbed the powers of the Four Spirits, it was definitely not as pure as the Power of the Five Elements within the Five Elements Extreme Soldiers.

Moreover, it still lacked the last step, failing to successfully absorb Qilin Power, leaving a flaw.

With the final yellow Earth Element Extreme Soldiers piercing through the Black Dragon’s head, the immense pain drove it completely insane.

The massive body kept rolling over, sweeping through everything.

At this moment, Yang Yan finally summoned the World-Ending Demon Spear.

And as he wielded this weapon, the Black Dragon’s eyes immediately showed a glimmer of fear.

Although its injuries were severe, its robust body was not deadly and had the courage for another fight.

Yet now, it felt the Demonic Energy emanating from the World-Ending Demon Spear; this weapon could not only destroy its body but also annihilate its soul.

The destruction of its physical body would be unfortunate, but if the Primordial Spirit were to fall, it would be completely over.

Upon realizing this truth, the Black Dragon didn’t hesitate for a second, immediately vanished.

The next moment, it appeared a thousand meters away.

It transformed into a black streak of light, fleeing into the Void.

Yang Yan had no intention of pursuing, as this was the dragon’s lair. Although it seemed peaceful, countless hidden arrays were secretly arranged.

Moreover, the dragon was tainted with the Wish Power mark Yang Yan left. Regardless of where it fled, Yang Yan was confident he could capture it.

The Black Dragon fled, severely injured, and with the difficulty of absorbing Qilin Bloodline and Primordial Spirit, it was likely impossible for it to transform into Yinglong anytime soon. Its cultivation might even fall, insufficient to compare with an ordinary Horned Dragon.

Yang Yan did not linger, and promptly arrived at Dawn’s room, where she was still sleeping soundly, even with a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth.

Fortunately, he had prepared in advance, quietly drawing Dawn into a spatial crack.

Otherwise, the commotion earlier could have woken her up, potentially causing trouble since she was unaware of the truth.

Yang Yan swept his hand, reconnecting his space with the surrounding environment, then gently picked her up and left the place.

As they departed, Yang Yan scoured all the treasures around, and casually undid the seals imposed here.

Suddenly, the golden scales that were imprisoned in the stream shook the heavens as they transformed into beams of light, revealing their true form.

These were dragons that had cultivated for thousands of years, although not incredibly powerful, barely matching a Nascent Soul stage cultivator in early combat.

Nonetheless, they were numerous.

Furthermore, the Dragon Race has naturally formidable physiques, with innate abilities to connect with the universe, and once they mature, their combat abilities are formidable.

They naturally knew they owed their freedom to Yang Yan, and expressed their future gratitude toward him.

Therefore, Yang Yan obtained a total of twenty-seven pieces of Dragon Scale.

Whenever he was in need, just by crushing the Dragon Scale, they would respond to his summons and serve him.

Upon Yang Yan informing Dawn of the true events, while leading her back to War God Academy, a red-haired little girl on the rooftop of Silver Moon Academy’s main building, was munching chocolate beans and chatting with a chubby little boy.

Fatty hugged a huge jug of milk, drinking happily.

He drank a jug nearly as tall as his own body, wiped the milk-stained mouth, and let out a satisfied burp.

Gazing at the bustling academy for a while, he suddenly sighed, "Vermilion Bird, they’re all gone. Just the two of us left. Aren’t you bored?"