Dragon Tamer

Ming Lianjie hated nothing more than a Dragon Shepherd in his entire life.

Dragon Shepherds always hid behind Dragon Beasts, and even when they occasionally exposed a small flaw, it was mostly a deliberate lure to bait someone in. Without being in constant company with a Dragon Shepherd, who would know how many dragons he actually had?

Even some extremely cautious Dragon Shepherds, not even their wives knew how many dragons were actually raised in their Spirit Realm. The higher their cultivation, the more a Dragon Shepherd could conceal their strength!

Ming Lianjie was being beaten up by the Sword Spirit Dragon, the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, and the Azure Phoenix Azure Dragon. His body was either covered in sword wounds, burn marks, or claw marks, and the divine power of his entire being blasted onto these Dragon Kings. Each of them had thick skin and extraordinary vitality, so the fight was going downhill for Ming Lianjie, as he had no chance of winning.

He glanced at the other members of the Ming God Clan who had come to his aid using earth tunneling techniques.

In fact, the other warriors weren’t faring much better. After all, the majority of Zhu Minglang’s forces ambushed in these ruins were Dragon Shepherds, each with at least four dragons, and all at Dragon King or Dragon Sovereign levels.

The Xuange Divine Country was already flourishing, with experts like clouds, and now Ming Lianjie was even more regretful. Why had he lost to that White Dragon in the first place? Then, the Ming God Clan army wouldn’t be trapped in this Qi Xia, caught between two fronts!

“No, I must take him down by all means, or it’s a dead end!” Ming Lianjie’s gaze sharpened.

He had intended to keep this trump card for the most critical moment, but now he couldn’t care less!

In terms of strength, the deity Ming Meng was by no means inferior to Xuange God, and Ming Meng was not as aloof as Xuange God. Ming Meng had a close connection with this earthly world, for which he had left many Divine Aids for the entire Ming God Clan!

Ming Lianjie rolled up his sleeves and revealed a series of tiny, fine incantations on the inside of his arm.

These were God Language Imprints. Ming Lianjie swiftly smeared his own blood oozing from his wounds onto his palms, coated his thumbs with the blood, and then imbued the God Language Imprints on either side of his arms with Living Blood.

With a swipe of Living Blood, the God Language Imprints immediately glowed with a reddish-gold light. This brilliance, like molten reddish-gold, flowed over Ming Lianjie’s body, covering his arms to his chest, then spreading from his chest to his entire body!

His whole body cast in reddish-gold, surrounded by golden martial aura, Ming Lianjie transformed into a radiant combat god in an instant, no longer resembling a mortal warrior!

With increased strength and explosive speed, even the martial aura around him became several times denser. Leveraging the brute force in his arms, he withstood the dive of the Green Phoenix Dragon, even blocking the flashing strikes of the Sword Spirit Dragon…

With an explosive aura, Ming Lianjie, like a reddish-golden Demon God, repelled the two Dragon Kings. His body surged with speed as swift as a massive beam of golden light, carrying an intense, scorching energy that incinerated all the plants and trees around!

His target was Zhu Minglang!

The Heavenly Slaughter Dragon coiled itself into a small Dragon Mountain, protecting Zhu Minglang, but Ming Lianjie, now the avatar of a reddish-gold war god, landed a smashing blow that sent the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon flying!

The strength he demonstrated was not as simple as that of a high-ranking King.

Zhu Minglang was also secretly astonished.

These Lower God Organization people indeed had some unexpected techniques and methods that allowed them to break through the shackles of cultivation!

“This is my true strength, Zhu Minglang, today I, Ming Lianjie, must wash away my previous shame!” Ming Lianjie reached Zhu Minglang and threw a punch at him.

Zhu Minglang extended his hand, and the sword returned.

The Bagua Map was drawn in an extreme moment, standing in front of Zhu Minglang. The robust Sword Qi made the Bagua Map seem lifelike, as if there truly was a Bagua Platform before Zhu Minglang.

“Bang!!!!!”

The Bagua Map was directly shattered, and Zhu Minglang slid nearly a hundred meters backward. The space around violently trembled, and his head buzzed non-stop.

The force of Ming Lianjie’s punch was frightening. Zhu Minglang had only used his mind to direct the Sword Spirit Dragon to perform the Bagua Sword, but he could feel a vibrating force transmitted from the Sword Spirit Dragon, causing his fingers and arms to go numb!

Extremely powerful!

As demonstrated by his strength, Ming Lianjie was not someone the Ming God Clan could easily provoke. With such power displayed, he could walk sideways across the whole Supreme Court. The Orderers of the great territories would not dare to challenge him.

Zhu Minglang had two choices.

The first was to let the expert from the Holy Quel Continent hidden behind him take action.

This person was a Hidden Guard instructed by Pang Kai, usually out of sight, merely there to ensure his safety. Generally, there would be one or two Divine and Mortal beings guarding a Dragon Shepherd to protect them when all their Dragon Beasts are restrained.

The second option was to grasp the sword and activate the Azure Blood Sword Inscription.

Zhu Minglang did not really consider this option. Just as Ming Lianjie showed his hand, Zhu Minglang did not want to use his trump card just for this rash man.

Moreover, in that battle at Absolute Ridge Chengbang, the Azure Blood Sword had drunk the blood of countless enemies, and the power it could exhibit now was completely different from that at Imperial City Nine Army Mountain.

With the power that the Azure Blood Sword alone could grant Zhu Minglang, his cultivation base was likely upper-level. Added to that was Zhu Minglang’s insight into a new Sword Territory. To use it against someone like Ming Lianjie seemed like an overkill, like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. If there were a hundred Ming Lianjies, Zhu Minglang might consider invoking a Sword Awakening!

“Whooo~~~~~~”

Just then, Little White let out a cry and twisted its dragon head backward, seemingly unable to reach the itchy spot on its back feathers.

“What time do you think it is? You still want me to scratch your itch?” Zhu Minglang was at his wit’s end.

The little one was becoming more and more brazen, asking for a back scratch in the midst of such a tense battle!

“Whooo~~~”

The little White Dragon cried out once more.

Zhu Minglang could only vacillate between amusement and frustration, signaling to the Hidden Guard behind him to be ready to strike, all the while quickly extending his hand to scratch the itch of this lawless Little Dragon.

With so many feathers, and all of them so thick, touching them felt extremely comfortable, but Zhu Minglang was not in the mood to be petting dragons at that moment…

Huh?

Why was there a piece of paper under Little White’s feathers?

The paper was of a very unique material; when touched, it gave off an electric feeling, making Zhu Minglang’s already numb fingers hurt even more.

Zhu Minglang yanked the paper from Little White’s back and quickly looked it over!

“A suppress… talisman???”

How was this thing still on Little White?

The feathers were too thick, and the suppressive talisman was too thin and small, completely buried within Little White’s feather scales and down!

So, the suppressive talisman had never been removed from Little White’s body???

Zhu Minglang had thought that after the battle ended, Little White had rubbed off the suppression talisman itself. It turned out that Little White had been wearing this cultivation-suppressing talisman all this time!

But now that it has been torn off…

“Whooo~~~~~~~~~”

Suddenly, Little White let out a long cry, emitting an invisible, powerful Dragon Breath from its body that made Zhu Minglang feel as if a mountain had abruptly come to rest on his shoulders.

Thankfully, Little White jumped off Zhu Minglang’s shoulders, landing lightly on the ground. The already cold Qi Xia became even colder in this moment, with distant mountains, nearby forests, and hills under foot rapidly freezing into white ice. The clouds in the sky looked like an inverted glacier about to pierce through the vast mountain pass!!

“Do you think this is a dueling arena? Initially, my cultivation was suppressed to prevent bodily harm, that’s why I didn’t use this power. Now, if you let the White Dragon come again, you’re signing your own death warrant!!” Ming Lianjie’s voice roared like a wild beast.

In the midst of his scorching, golden breath, Ming Lianjie failed to notice his surroundings transforming into a glacial world. He leaped towards Zhu Minglang, condensing the golden qi of his entire body into his palm, raising it high like a knife, and slashing fiercely at Zhu Minglang!!

The golden qi palm, now a massive blade, seemed capable of effortlessly severing rivers. Ming Lianjie transformed the humiliation and shame in his heart into this handblade, cutting through mountains and rivers with unstoppable momentum!!

However, Little White, now the size of a White Kirin, had its snow and feathers swirling around it, indistinguishable from one another. These snow and feathers twisted together, wildly spinning around the White Dragon, quickly forming a terrifying white Dragon Breath!

The Dragon Breath was so powerful it was like a cataclysmic wind that could stir the clouds across a thousand miles. Ming Lianjie’s concentrated golden slash dissolved abruptly, and he could not maintain his balance within the White Dragon’s breath.

From bursting forward to floating in the air, and then being thrown from the air, the overwhelming Dragon Breath was like a catastrophic storm devouring mountains and earth, reducing the fiery golden Demon God fighter to nothing more than a helpless speck!

“Bang!!!!!!!”

Clad completely in scarlet-gold, Ming Lianjie crashed into a mountain peak, riddled with numerous cracks.

Angered beyond measure and not caring about his injuries, he leapt from the mountain top like a golden meteorite hurtling toward Zhu Minglang’s location.

He passed through the Wind Disaster Dragon Breath, his aura blazing like golden flames, and the freezing power was also dispersed by his astonishing momentum.

“I can’t lose to you again!!” Ming Lianjie roared.

Little White was displaying an aura utterly different from that in the dueling arena, especially after tearing off the cultivation-suppressing talisman. Its cultivation base had increased significantly, and just now, merely with its Dragon Breath, it had blown away Ming Lianjie!

The White Dragon did not back down; it spread its wings wide and surged into the sky, instantly soaring through its own Wind Disaster Dragon Breath. It accelerated even faster, intercepting Ming Lianjie in mid-air before he could even reach the area!

With high-speed flight, it captured Ming Lianjie as he charged forward!

All his grand scarlet-golden fiery qi, his meteoric dive, were like a fish showing off its leaping skills above the ocean surface, only to be snatched out of the air by an eagle passing overhead the moment it flipped out of the water!

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