Stepping on the Dragon's Head!

The wind smells fishy.

With the dampness and decay unique to underground rivers, it scraped across Jiang Han's blood-stained cheeks like a knife.

"Boom!"

The giant beast beneath him was charging wildly.

The enormous, mountain-like body of the Nine Netherworld Python writhed wildly on the rugged cave walls.

Each friction between the scales and the rock sparks a dazzling burst of light, accompanied by a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

It was as if a runaway heavy armored train was carrying its master toward the exit of hell.

Bumpy.

Severe jolts.

This is not riding a horse, or even a cow.

This is like riding a raging earthquake zone!

Jiang Han gripped the protruding bone spur tightly, his broken ribs protesting wildly with every tremor, waves of excruciating pain washing over his already fragile nerves.

But he didn't make a sound.

Instead, he was laughing.

The crazed smile on his lips grew wider and wider, and the golden flames in his eyes left afterimages in the darkness.

Does it hurt?

Pain is normal.

Only pain can make him clearly perceive that he is still alive.

"hold head high--!!!"

Beside him, the white-scaled corpse dragon followed closely.

This underground queen, who had just been subdued by "domestic violence," was now like the most loyal bodyguard with a sword.

Its pale body streaked across the darkness, its horn flashing with purple light. Any stalactite pillar that tried to block its way was smashed to pieces by it!

Gravel flew everywhere.

Smoke and dust billowed.

One man and two dragons engage in a high-speed chase in this underground forbidden zone that has been silent for thousands of years.

The live stream feed was shaking violently.

But this did not dampen the audience's enthusiasm at all; on the contrary, it amplified the immersive and oppressive feeling.

[So damn cool! This is true masculine romance!]

[Hey you, who said you wanted to ride a dragon, come out here! Look at how bumpy this ride is, it'll shake your hemorrhoids out!]

[Jiang Shen's physical condition is unmatched; even with broken ribs, he can still be this reckless?]

Is this the true value of Qilin blood? I'm in love!

[Look! What is Jiang Shen going to do?!]

In the scene, Jiang Han suddenly released his grip on the bone spur.

Despite the violent shaking, he actually managed to stand up unsteadily!

The military boots made a "squeak" sound as they stepped on the slippery, cold scales.

He was not content to stay on the back of the Nine Netherworld Python.

The view there is limited and it doesn't feel imposing enough.

He's aiming for the top of my head!

"Little Black, be careful."

Jiang Han gave a low shout, his voice not loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

The Nine Netherworld Python, which was charging wildly, trembled.

The servility deep within its blood made it instinctively slow down the swing of its head, even deliberately flattening its broad, square-like head, for fear of dropping the ancestor on its back.

Jiang Han took a step.

One step, two steps.

He stepped over the wounds that were still oozing black blood, over the scales that were as hard as iron, and walked step by step toward the head of the giant beast.

at last.

He stood between the eyebrows of the Nine Netherworld Python.

Beneath my feet was that chilling human face.

Jiang Han's military boots ruthlessly stomped on the bridge of that face's nose.

"hiss……"

The Nine Netherworld Python let out an extremely suppressed low growl.

That was an insult.

As a prehistoric overlord standing at the top of the food chain, its head was a symbol of dignity and an absolute forbidden zone.

No creature has ever dared to stand on its head.

But at this moment, it didn't even dare to have a thought of resistance.

Because what's standing on its head isn't a person.

It is its king!

It could only humbly squint its eyes and even secrete some mucus in an attempt to hold Jiang Han's shoes in place so that he could stand more steadily.

This scene, captured in a high-definition close-up, directly impacted everyone's retinas.

That tiny human figure stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on a ferocious dragon head, his clothes fluttering, looking down upon all living beings.

An indescribable visual tension explodes instantly!

I'm kneeling! I'm really kneeling!

[This isn't a dragon knight! This is a dragon lord!]

[Rising to power by stepping on the dragon's head! How arrogant must that be!]

[Nine Netherworld Python: Although I'm losing face, I dare not move, I absolutely dare not move.]

At this moment, he is a god!

Jiang Han felt the sensation coming from under his feet.

It was a strange sensation that combined coldness, hardness, and a slight tremor.

The wind whistled past my ears.

My vision suddenly opened up.

Ahead lay a pitch-black void, with only the faint glimmer of water visible in the distance.

This feeling of having life and death under his feet caused his body to release dopamine like crazy, and even the pain was masked by this extreme pleasure.

"Is this what power tastes like?"

Jiang Han muttered to himself, his eyes glazed over and filled with madness.

Just then.

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding! Host detected performing a high-difficulty maneuver: 'Riding a Divine Beast'!]

[System notification: Although your mount's loyalty is currently at maximum, due to species communication barriers, your complex commands may not be executed accurately.]

[Activate 'Spiritual Communication with All Beasts (Supreme Edition)'? Activating it grants mind-level command, allowing for seamless control!]

[Price: 100 exploration points/minute.]

Jiang Han's lips twitched.

profiteer.

This damn system is definitely doing this on purpose.

They're really good at taking advantage of people's misfortunes.

"100 points per minute? Why don't you just rob someone?"

Jiang Han cursed inwardly.

Although he is now heavily in debt (negative 5000 points), the so-called "more debt is not a burden" applies here. Since he is already in debt, it doesn't matter if he loses a little more.

More importantly, the entrance to the underground river is just ahead, with a rapid current. If these two behemoths are not controlled precisely, the vehicle may capsize.

Pretending to be cool is one thing.

Losing your life is another matter.

"purchase!"

Jiang Han gritted his teeth, "Give me ten minutes!"

[Ding! Transaction successful! 1000 Exploration Points deducted (Current Balance: -6000).]

[The Beast Spirit Communication Mode is now activated!]

hum!

A strange electric current instantly flowed through Jiang Han's body, finally converging in his eyes and throat.

The world has changed.

The previously noisy roars of the Nine Netherworld Python now sounded like clear emotional responses to him.

"I'm scared...so scared...Master...please don't kill me..."

"Hungry...I want to eat meat..."

"That white one...that's mine...don't take it..."

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, then almost burst out laughing.

This thing's mind is filled with nothing but fear and aversion to food; it's also a bit possessive of its food.

He turned his gaze to the white-scaled corpse dragon beside him.

"I feel wronged...it hurts...my eyes hurt..."

"That man... was fierce... but... so strong..."

"I want... to be ridden by him..."

Jiang Han: "..."

cough.

The thoughts of this white-scaled corpse dragon seem somewhat dangerous.

However, now that we can communicate, things will be much easier.

"Listen up, all of you!"

Jiang Han took a deep breath, and with the system's enhancement, his voice transformed into an invisible mental ripple that exploded deep into the minds of the two giant beasts.

"Full speed ahead!"

"Target—the waters directly ahead!"

"If anyone dares to mess up, I'll skin them and make a leather belt from their hide!"

boom!

Both giant beasts shuddered simultaneously.

The command was clear, domineering, and carried an irresistible will.

The confusion in their eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a fanatical obedience.

"hold head high--!!!"

The Nine Netherworld Python let out a high-pitched dragon roar, and its already extremely fast speed increased even more!

The wind picked up.

Jiang Han stood atop the dragon's head, his body rising and falling with the beast's movements, as firmly anchored there like a nail.

But he soon discovered a problem.

A very serious problem.

As the speed increases, the temperature on the surface of the Nine Netherworld Python's body is rising rapidly.

Those wounds that had dried up reopened due to the strenuous exercise.

Not only did black blood flow out, but a black liquid with an extremely viscous texture and a pungent, fishy odor also seeped out.

That's... corpse oil.

Moreover, it's a mixture of highly toxic and corrosive millennia-old corpse oil!

"Sizzle..."

Jiang Han felt his feet slip. The soles of his military boots, which usually had excellent grip, now felt like he was stepping on ice coated with lubricant.

At the same time, a burning sensation came up through the sole of the shoe.

"not good!"

Jiang Han's expression changed.

This corpse oil is so slippery!

At such high speeds, once you lose your balance, you'll fall and be smashed to pieces!

Not to mention that this corpse oil is corrosive!

Just as his center of gravity shifted and he was about to fall backward.

He suddenly knelt on one knee, his five fingers forming claws, and fiercely dug into the gaps in the scales beneath his feet!