Chapter 95
Stepping Again
Whoosh—!
The water surface cracked.
Huge waves crashed against the rock walls on both sides like a tsunami.
The enormous head of the Blackwater Corpse Dragon suddenly burst out of the water.
"Huffing and puffing—"
It was panting heavily, and two streams of hot white breath came out of its nostrils, instantly filling the air with a strong smell of sulfur.
At this point, it had completely changed its appearance.
The once broken and rotten body is now covered with a new layer of scales that shimmer like obsidian.
The edges of those scales were adorned with dark gold patterns, resembling flowing lava.
The severed dragon horn grew back, crystal clear, as if carved from black crystal, radiating a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.
It did not swim away immediately.
Instead, it slowly lowered its proud head.
The enormous dragon claw spread out, like an elevator, and came to a steady stop between its eyebrows.
"Pigman...please..."
Jiang Han did not hesitate at all.
He took a step forward.
Click.
The tactical boot stepped on the dragon's head.
The sensation underfoot wasn't the soft mane I'd imagined, but rather hard, iron-like bone spurs—the will-o'-the-wisps that it had evolved.
Each hair on the mane flickered with eerie blue flames, cold yet carrying a deadly high temperature.
But the moment these will-o'-the-wisps touched the soles of Jiang Han's boots, they automatically parted to the sides, becoming as docile as a group of subjects meeting their king.
Jiang Han steadied himself.
He neither lay down nor looked for a handrail.
Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back, his back ramrod straight, like a long spear piercing the sky.
He casually rested one hand on the enormous black crystal dragon horn.
hum!
The moment my fingertips touched the dragon's horns.
A massive flow of information instantly flooded my mind.
That's the dragon's vision!
That's a 360-degree, unobstructed view from God's perspective!
Through the dragon's horns, Jiang Han could see what lay beneath the water's surface.
Those originally hideous and terrifying ghost-faced salamanders, those ferocious and bloodthirsty white bone ghost sharks, and that earth-patterned corpse turtle cowering in its shell and trembling...
At this moment, they were all lying prostrate in the silt at the bottom of the river.
Head bowed, trembling.
They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Are they afraid of dragons?
Or are they afraid of the person standing at the head of the dragon?
Or are you afraid of something else?
"Oh."
"Looks like there's nothing good or divine item left."
Jiang Han chuckled softly, his voice not loud, but amplified by the dragon horns, it echoed throughout the entire underground cavern, like a divine decree.
"They all know the rules quite well."
The signal in the live stream miraculously became clear at that moment.
Although it only lasted a few seconds.
But that image was enough to suffocate billions of people around the world instantly.
On the dimly lit underground river.
A 100-meter-long black and gold dragon cuts through the waves.
And on that ferocious dragon head.
A man dressed in black armor stood with his hands behind his back.
He carried the ancient black and gold sword on his back, his eyes gazing indifferently ahead.
It's like... surveying one's own territory.
Holy crap!!!
"I knelt down! I really knelt down!"
"This sense of oppression is something special effects can't replicate!"
"He's treading on a real dragon again! Is this even human? He's practically a living Yama, the King of Hell!"
"Who just said the streamer was dead? Come out and take your punishment!"
"Foreign netizens are all asking if this is the God of the East! I told them it's Jiang Shen!"
"So handsome! I want to have Jiang Shen's babies!"
Jiang Han ignored the frantic barrage of comments.
He patted the dragon horns beneath him.
"Let's go."
"Take me upstairs."
"There's a group of friends upstairs who are getting impatient."
"roar--!"
The Blackwater Corpse Dragon let out a deafening roar.
It understood the murderous intent in Jiang Han's words.
The enormous dragon tail lashed out in the water.
boom!
His whole body was like an arrow released from a bow, shooting upstream!
The speed is astonishing!
The rock walls on both sides turned into blurry afterimages.
The waves it created were as high as ten meters, leaving a long white trail behind it.
The wind howled past.
The wind made Jiang Han's clothes flutter loudly.
But he didn't move an inch.
His feet were rooted to the dragon head as if they were planted there.
In front.
Just as they were getting closer to the familiar light at the wellhead, a laugh suddenly came from the deep water.
But Jiang Han was focused on the exit at the moment, so he ignored the sound.
.....
The hanging bronze chain looked like a thin spider silk.
Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in his golden pupils.
He could sense it.
There are many heat sources reacting on it.
There was even a hint of undisguised murderous intent.
"Looks like this is quite a large-scale operation."
Jiang Han's smile deepened, revealing a bloodthirsty excitement.
"Then let's give them a surprise."
He gripped the dragon horn tightly, his intent sharp as a knife:
"Run it over!"
"Don't slow down!"
"roar!!!"
The Blackwater Corpse Dragon went completely mad.
It showed no sign of slowing down; instead, it accelerated again.
With a resolute air, it rammed into the narrow well opening!