Chapter 313
The Golden Dragon King? Di Tian's Doubts!
Chapter 313 The Golden Dragon King? Di Tian's Doubts!
Somewhere in the far north.
A golden light suddenly broke through the thick snow layer, flew out from the ground, and landed, transforming into a blonde woman.
"call--"
Tang Wuling patted her chest, the dazzling golden light on her body slowly fading away.
"Dragon Girl, you're amazing!"
Her eyes sparkled with excitement.
That claw strike just now... was truly terrifying. Even a teacher might not be able to do something like that.
"That's natural."
The dragon girl gave a soft hum, but her voice was somewhat weak.
At this moment, her remaining wisp of soul had almost exhausted its power.
"Run! Someone's chasing us!"
The dragon girl's voice rang out again.
They had to escape before Jiang Yi's power dissipated, otherwise she would have no choice but to tearfully collect Tang Wuling's body.
"understand!"
Tang Wuling felt a chill run down her spine, and all her distracting thoughts vanished.
She took out a pair of exquisite golden wings, which were custom-made soul tools for her by the Tang Sect, and they also bore the Tang Sect's unique mark.
The wings snapped onto the shoulders and back, and the moment the soul power was injected, a pale golden light membrane extended from the skeleton, transforming into a pair of enormous golden wings.
Tang Wuling lightly touched the snow with her toes and shot out, leaving a fleeting golden trail across the vast snowfield.
With the aid of the soul tool, her speed was not slow at all, and she disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Shortly after she left, a gray-white figure appeared here.
"Hehe, as expected...another lucky junior!"
Harosa looked at the marks on the snow, his eyes thoughtful. These were left by a flying soul tool.
He wasn't even a Soul Saint, yet he was able to unleash such an attack...
That's really interesting!
He no longer had any worries. A grayish-white aura enveloped his body, and with one step, his figure disappeared from the spot.
……
In the far north, the world is a blanket of white.
Snow and wind are the only dominant forces here; as far as the eye can see, there are only undulating snow-covered hills and a gray sky.
On this monotonous and cruel white canvas, a golden streak is piercing through the wind and snow at an astonishing speed, like a golden meteor.
"Huh...huh..."
Tang Wuling was panting heavily, her soul power rapidly draining away, and the flying soul tool on her back was running wildly.
She dared not slow down.
The enemy chasing from behind was like a grim reaper, exerting immense pressure on her even from a great distance.
At this moment, in her sea of consciousness, the Golden Dragon King was communicating with Jiang Yi through that soul imprint.
"Jiang Yi! Give me some more!"
"This guy actually dares to chase after me? I'll kill him!"
Her voice carried a hint of annoyance; when did it become the turn of an ant to chase her so pathetically?
I'm going to blow her up!
"Do you take me for a god? This is just a life-saving measure left to me by my godfather, and it's gone now..."
Jiang Yi's voice echoed in the Golden Dragon King's heart, his tone tinged with helplessness.
There were originally three Abyss Marks, and now there's only one left. This is truly a life-saving item, and I can't afford to waste it anymore.
"Go to the agreed location. They've already made contact with the Tang Sect, and the Amorous Douluo is there too..."
"Fine……"
The Golden Dragon King reluctantly agreed.
Our family has become a spineless dragon, what a disgrace! I will remember this grudge!
"Wu Ling, go that way..."
The Golden Dragon King suppressed his agitation and pointed out the direction.
However, Tang Wuling did not listen and continued to speed in the original direction.
"Sister Dragon Girl,"
She shook her head, her face resolute.
"The person behind me... is too strong, even more terrifying than the pressure my teacher gives me. I can't lead the danger there."
"..."
The Golden Dragon King was speechless for a moment, but she couldn't reveal Jiang Yi's involvement.
"Wu Ling, actually over there... huh?"
She was just about to come up with an excuse when she suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"That guy stopped chasing?!"
At this moment, the aura that had been chasing them from afar had disappeared, as if it had given up?
Tang Wuling's eyes lit up, while the Dragon Girl narrowed her eyes and spoke again.
"Don't stop, fly a little further."
……
Meanwhile, several miles away.
Harosa stopped.
But it wasn't voluntary; he held the Underworld Chant in his hand, his gaze fixed solemnly on the snow-covered ground ahead.
"Why don't you show yourself, sir?"
The snowfield was deserted, yet it exerted a powerful pressure on him.
It wasn't that there was no one here; rather, a top-tier expert, extremely skilled in manipulating space, was hiding in the void. He was about to catch up with the little girl when he was suddenly stopped by this mysterious person.
The Tang Clan actually has such a powerful expert?
Harosa narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.
The little girl was using a flying soul tool exclusive to the Tang Sect, which clearly indicated that she was a member of the Tang Sect.
"She can't die! You can leave."
A majestic voice echoed through the land, carrying the sounds of wind and snow.
What if I... don't leave?
Harosa raised his rapier and said in a deep voice.
Since becoming a quasi-god, no one has ever dared to speak to him like that; this person is incredibly arrogant.
"Then let's fight!"
The majestic voice rang out once more, causing ripples to spread across the heavens and earth, isolating the outside world from the wind and snow.
An invisible spatial domain pressed down.
Harosa's expression changed slightly, and gray energy erupted from his body, transforming into a gray-white domain to fight against the spatial power.
The silent contest reached its climax in an instant.
A moment later.
The gray-white aura surging around Harosa gradually subsided.
He glanced warily at the still empty snowfield, then turned and left without hesitation.
This person's strength is no less than his own; continuing the standoff would be futile.
Tang Sect...
Harosa snorted coldly, truly a man of few words.
After he left, ripples spread across the snow-covered ground, and a man in black slowly emerged.
Di Tian glanced briefly in the direction where Harosa had left before turning to look in the other direction.
"The Golden Dragon King?"
Di Tian was somewhat shocked.
He was originally ordered by Gu Yue to find Jiang Yi, and had been wandering around in the far north for a month or two.
Just now, he sensed an extremely strong dragon aura and rushed over.
The pure bloodline suppression made him absolutely certain of the other party's identity: the other half of the Dragon God, the Golden Dragon King!
"But...why did our lord deceive us?"
Di Tian narrowed his eyes, full of confusion.
That little girl is an old acquaintance of the master from the East Sea. He had only told them before that she was of the Golden Dragon bloodline.
Because Jiang Yi was there, they didn't pay attention to him and focused on his Silver Dragon King bloodline.
But now, compared to the Silver Dragon King bloodline, Tang Wuling's Golden Dragon King bloodline is clearly more important.
But what exactly is the Lord's thought?
"Hey……"
Di Tian sighed deeply.
Since the Lord took human form, he has become increasingly unable to understand him.
Is this truly a human curse?
……
Headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Inside the hall, the blood-red candles flickered, illuminating the purple figure on the throne.
The Demon Emperor's once dignified and noble face was now filled with murderous intent, and a deep scar on his nose made him look extremely ferocious, ruining the perfection of his entire face.
Those were marks left by the golden dragon's claws, and the destructive power contained within them was so great that even her powerful self-healing ability couldn't erase them for a while.
"You mean,"
She looked at Harosa, who had just returned, and asked again, not entirely sure.
"The one who just attacked me was merely a Tang Sect disciple?"
"Yes."
Harosa nodded slightly.
He wouldn't mistake the mark on that Tang Sect soul tool; even if it wasn't from the Tang Sect, it was still related to them.
"Heh...hehe...hahaha!"
The Demon Emperor first chuckled, then his laughter grew louder and louder, filled with violence and mockery, causing the candlelight to flicker wildly.
"Excellent! Well done, Tang Clan!"
She abruptly stopped laughing, her gaze turning like a venomous snake as she looked at the dark hummingbird kneeling before the prince.
"What use are you if you can be completely fooled by a Tang Clan disciple?"
The Demon Emperor swung his hand through the air, and a giant purple energy hand instantly gripped the body of the Dark Hummingbird.
boom!
A loud bang.
Before the Dark Hummingbird could even beg for mercy, it turned into a cloud of blood mist and perished completely.
The hall was deathly silent.
The Ghost Emperor stood on the left, his expression indifferent, showing no concern for the death of the Dark Hummingbird, as if it were just an ant that had just died.
He simply stared at the enraged Demon Emperor, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Halosa beside him; their gazes met in mid-air.
The Demon Emperor's aura... is very strong.
It was several times stronger than before, and the pressure it faintly exuded had already surpassed the scope of the Limit Douluo.
However... it doesn't seem to have the absolute oppressive feeling of a god-level being that I expected.
I'll adjust my schedule and post two chapters today, then make up for the missed updates in the next two days.
(End of this chapter)