Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 406 - 87 Run Away, Run Away [Seeking Monthly Tickets!] _1

Chapter 406: Chapter 87 Run Away, Run Away [Seeking Monthly Tickets!] _1

The Black Dragon Ball.

It is the essence of the ancient Black Dragon’s Dao heritage, and the key to the Black Dragon Secret Realm, holding all authority. Armed with this Black Dragon Ball, as long as one possesses enough power, one can become a deity within the Black Dragon Secret Realm.

Regardless of its vast geographical features or abundant spirituality, the Black Dragon Secret Realm surpasses Python Belly City by a hundredfold.

Just like the difference between the ancient Black Dragon and the Swallowing Python.

Even though Chu Liang’s current cultivation is not sufficient to stimulate many of the Dragon Ball’s powers, he can at least do one thing. That is to connect with the Black Dragon Secret Realm and let its breath leak out.

At this moment, he can only open a portal of breath. If one day he reaches a higher stage... perhaps the Sixth Realm or Seventh Realm, he may even be able to transport himself into the Black Dragon Secret Realm at any time!

By then, situations like Python Belly City will no longer trap him.

It is like holding a directional Shattered Void Jade Talisman that can be used at any time. This is definitely a strong life-saving method. If faced with danger, just open a portal to his backyard.

Of course, everything hinges upon surviving today’s ordeal first.

In front of him is an immensely fierce beast that appears to be going berserk. Under the sway of the Black Dragon Ball’s light, however, it’s gradually calming down.

Previously, when the divine dragon fires rained down from the sky, they somehow missed him, prompting Chu Liang to formulate a hypothesis.

This rampaging Fire Dragon slaughtered Dragonkin on whim, likely wasn’t out of kindred towards his faint Dragon Breath.

Originally, Ba Xia’s Dragon Soul from the Mausoleum was derived from the Dragon God Throne, devoid of self-awareness. Therefore, the City Lord of Python Belly City could refine it easily to make it his own. Then, by exterminating the Dragon Soul of the southern sea Fire Dragon and merging Ba Xia’s Dragon Soul into it, he refined this reckless monster, whom he alone commands.

If anything else could possibly manipulate this Dragon Soul, it would be the Dragon God Throne that had once again reproduced it!

And the Dragon God Throne is in the Black Dragon Secret Realm.

Having connected with the Black Dragon Ball, his body is pervaded with its aura. Could this be the reason the Fire Dragon distinguished between targets?

With this conjecture in mind, Chu Liang turned back and held up the Black Dragon Ball to face the Fire Dragon.

Whoosh--

Alongside the glow of the Black Dragon Ball, the Fire Dragon truly started to calm down as though quenching its fury, emitting a series of low roars: "Roar..."

The dragon’s chanting sounds like a child softly murmuring to his mother.

Chu Liang let the ball of light gently illuminate its head, then softly issued an order: "Retain your flames, don’t hurt anyone else."

"Roar--" The Fire Dragon raised its head and roared, nearly startling Chu Liang into flight.

On closer inspection, he realized that it seemed to be howling joyously, its long tail swishing along, accidentally knocking down several black rock buildings.

Chu Liang observed figures being buried under the collapsed structures, apparently some ill-fated soul was knocked unconscious by the Fire Dragon’s tantrum.

Such minimal actions have caused significant damage...

As thoughts flew by, the Fire Dragon took a strong inhale, and the raging Divine Dragon Flame surrounding it instantly vanished, all swallowed by it! Its chest bulged.

A moment later, it slowly exhaled dense fog from its nostrils.

As the flames dissipated, a scene of ruined walls and a ground littered with collapsed bodies appeared, making one wonder how many survived.

Chu Liang was considering checking on everyone.

But he saw a figure move, turning over and rising: "Is it over?"

That person was Lin Bei.

"Are you alright?" Chu Liang asked.

"I didn’t react in time to run, they were already struck by the fireball. I knew I couldn’t escape, so I decided to play dead on the spot." Lin Bei scratched his head and chuckled.

"Indeed." The vice guild master also climbed up from one side, "It seemed to attack anyone who moved when it went berserk. I thought lying down and playing dead might be better."

"Fortunately, you subdued it; otherwise, we would all be burned to death by the Divine Dragon Flame within moments." The Blaze Guild members began to get up one after another.

Alright then.

Chu Liang couldn’t help but smile.

Apparently a great fire wasn’t that big of a deal.

Although the Divine Dragon Flame is powerful, it hasn’t reached the magnitude of the Samadhi Divine Fire that could destroy heaven and earth. After all, those present were martial artists of the Fifth or Sixth Realm. Their physical bodies were strong and wouldn’t allow them to be killed instantly.

Even though they inevitably suffered from burns all over their bodies, they managed to survive.

However, Lin Bei, being at third realm, could only attribute his survival to his slow reactions but quick thinking. If he were hit by that fireball, he would probably be scattered into pieces.

The vice guild master said: "Luckily, everyone is alright..."

"Really?" Lin Bei pointed at the already collapsed buildings around and said: "There seemed to be several people buried under the ruins just now."

"Ah!" The Blaze Guild members were astonished. They glanced at each other, and then immediately rushed towards the still scalding ruins, shouting: "Guild Leader! Hang on! Guild Leader—"

In the large ash-black pit, Xu Baishan, completely scorched, shifted at the sound, his eyelashes fluttering slightly.

...

The Eastern Sea is endless and vast.

Yet atop an island in the sea, the atmosphere is a tad bit tense at present.

Empress Feng sat cross-legged with her hands clasped in front of her chest, silent, her eyes darting occasionally at the plump child next to her.

That child, on the other hand, kept staring at her and would awkwardly smile whenever their eyes met: "We should be almost there."

"You don’t have to worry, I believe in the capability of your Tianshu Pavilion. I will wait, till the arrival of the Swallowing Python." Empress Feng murmured.