Chapter 63
Dragon Scales Appear!
That's the Snake King.
Or rather, it could no longer be called a snake.
Its crimson crown, as red as blood, emitted an eerie glow in the dim forest.
The scales on its neck grow in the opposite direction, as if it were covered with a layer of barbed armor.
It stood there upright, like a high and mighty emperor, scrutinizing a death row inmate who had broken into the palace.
"hiss--!!!"
The Crimson-Crowned Serpent King suddenly opened its massive jaws.
Two fangs, each as long as a dagger, popped out, spewing out a visible plume of black poisonous mist!
The surrounding vegetation, touched by the poisonous mist, withered and turned black instantly, turning into a pool of pus.
"What a fierce aura!"
Jiang Han held her breath and leaned back slightly.
This poisonous fog is even more potent than aqua regia!
If even a tiny bit gets on it, there probably won't be any bone fragments left.
Whoosh!
The snake king moved.
Immovable as a mountain, swift as thunder!
Its massive body was like a spring compressed to its limit, which suddenly shot out!
The speed was so fast that the camera could only capture a red afterimage!
A foul stench filled the air!
That's the smell of death!
"Aaaaaah!!"
"It's over!!"
Countless viewers in the live stream instinctively closed their eyes, unable to bear watching the bloody scene that followed.
But Jiang Han did not back down.
In that life-or-death moment, he made a move that surprised everyone.
He neither swung his knife to strike nor dodged to the side.
Instead, he swiftly reached his right hand into his robes.
Then, he pushed forward with a sudden burst of energy!
"Kneel down!!"
A loud shout, like a thunderclap!
Om-!
Jiang Han now has something in his hand.
It was a scale the size of a palm.
It was entirely black, but its edges gleamed with a faint bluish light.
The moment the scales appeared, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
A desolate, ancient, and infinitely majestic dragon roar faintly resounded in everyone's ears!
hold head high--!!
That is……
Blackwater Dragon King's Reverse Scale!
It was the reverse scale of the Ancestral Dragon that he forcibly tore off from the skeleton of that real dragon at the bottom of Loch Ness!
It is stained with the overwhelming resentment of the true dragon before its death, and the imperial dragon majesty that rules over all waters!
The image froze.
The crimson-crowned snake king, which was only centimeters away from Jiang Han's throat, seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall of air.
He abruptly stopped in mid-air!
Its originally fierce and brutal golden vertical pupils changed the moment it saw that scale of rebellion.
Disintegration in an instant!
Instead, there is an extreme fear that originates from the depths of the soul and is imprinted in our genes!
That was fear of one's ancestors.
It is out of reverence for the gods!
boom!
The Red-Crowned Serpent King crashed heavily to the ground.
It did not launch another attack.
They didn't even have the courage to run away.
Its massive body began to tremble violently, like a sieve.
then.
It made a move that shocked the whole world.
It lowered its proud head.
It pressed the bright red fleshy crown firmly against the muddy ground.
His whole body was curled up into a ball, in a prostrate position.
It is...kowtowing!
It was kneeling before that scale, before the human holding the scale!
But this is only the beginning.
"Shhh..."
On the surrounding trees, in the grass, on the ground...
Those thousands upon thousands of venomous snakes, which were originally poised to strike, all seemed to have had their spines removed at this moment.
They slid down from the trees and emerged from the grass.
They did not attack Jiang Han.
Instead, they all lowered their heads and lay down on the ground, facing Jiang Han's direction!
Ten thousand snakes pay homage!
Centered on Jiang Han, within a radius of 100 meters.
Countless venomous snakes formed a huge carpet.
They lay prostrate on the ground in perfect unison, not daring to flick their tongues or move their tails.
It was as if thousands of subjects were paying homage to their emperor!
Shocked!
An unparalleled and breathtaking experience!
The live stream chat completely disappeared at that moment.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the miraculous scene on the screen, their minds blank.
Is this something science can explain?
Is this something that biology can explain?
This is mythology!
A living myth!
Jiang Han held the dragon scale in his hand, his face expressionless.
He looked at the trembling red-crowned serpent king at his feet, without a trace of pity in his eyes.
"Get out of here."
He coldly uttered two words.
The Red-Crowned Serpent King was granted a general amnesty.
It dared not raise its head, and just kept close to the ground, inching its body backward little by little.
The other venomous snakes also retreated to the sides.
In this dense sea of snakes.
They forcefully cleared a wide passage for Jiang Han!
Jiang Han retracted the dragon scales and stepped forward.
He stepped on the snake molts scattered on the ground and walked over the heads of countless venomous snakes.
Not a single snake dared to move.
Even when his boots stepped on the tails of some snakes, they could only endure the excruciating pain and dared not make a sound.
This is bloodline suppression.
Before a true dragon, even a snake king that has become a spirit is nothing more than a lowly reptile.
"Jiang Shen...awesome!!"
"I was literally watching the live stream on my knees!"
"This isn't the snake king, it's like meeting our ancestor!"
"One person suppressing the cave of ten thousand snakes! That's impressive! Who else but Jiang Han could do that?!"
"What were those scales just now? Could they be... dragon scales?!"
The barrage of comments only erupted after Jiang Han walked out of the snake forest.
The sheer fervor was palpable, practically overflowing the screen.
Pass through this suffocating cave of ten thousand snakes.
The fog ahead gradually dissipated.
My vision suddenly opened up.
But Jiang Han stopped in his tracks.
His expression became more solemn than ever before.
There's no road ahead.
What appeared before him was a precipice.
And below the cliff.
It is a bottomless, pitch-black abyss.
It's like a giant gaping maw in the earth, leading to the deepest part of hell.
Visible streams of black malevolent energy were continuously surging out from the abyss.
Even from dozens of meters away, Jiang Han could feel the bone-chilling cold.
That aura was countless times more terrifying than that of the previous corpse pig and snake king.
[Ding! Warning!]
[Excessive concentration of dragon's resentment detected!]
[A Class S forbidden magnetic field has been detected!]
[The Dragon-Locking Well is just ahead!]
Jiang Han stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down into the abyss.
The wind blew up the corner of his clothes, making them flutter.
He reached out and touched the Qilin tattoo on his chest.
hot.
Scalding hot.
It even has a burning, stinging sensation.
"We've finally arrived."
Jiang Han took a deep breath, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
He pointed to the endless darkness below and looked at the camera.
"Brothers."
"The real show is just beginning."
"Are you ready?"
"We...jump!"