The Legend of the Dragon King

Was this the end? Although Tang Wulin had gained the upper hand in the use of battle armor, it was still a battle after all. The difference in cultivation base seemed to have determined the outcome of this competition in the end.

The Shrek Six Monsters and the members of the Blood Dragon Unit stood up anxiously. Even the Smiley Face Douluo was anxious.

They were most worried about Tang Wulin being gravely injured, or even…

Only Gu Yuena’s expression remained calm as she stood inside the Spirit Pagoda’s chartered room. ‘Do you think that an attack of this level can destroy the Golden Dragon King’s body?’

Just when Zhang Geyang showed some joy on his face, a deep dragon’s roar came from within the great pit. In the next instant, a giant golden dragon shot into the skies.

This time, the color of blood had faded completely from the Golden Dragon’s body. However, the instant it rose into the sky, its body flickered with faint radiances of seven colors. An extremely imposing aura was unleashed simultaneously.

A silhouette was projected from the Golden Dragon’s body. To everyone’s amazement, it was Tang Wulin. However, the Golden Dragon appeared solid while his silhouette seemed illusory.

What was it?

Tang Wulin raised his right arm. His Golden Dragon Spear was not in his grasp. Instead, he grabbed at something behind him. He looked at the Holy Dragon Douluo before him with a profound look in his eyes.

“Since you’re a dragon, you shall be judged!”

In the air, a giant white dragon appeared. It writhed in shock and agony, as if it wanted to break free. No matter how much it struggled, there seemed to be a shackling force which kept it from freeing itself.

A giant saber which flickered with a seven-colored radiance was drawn from behind Tang Wulin. From afar, he slashed at the giant white dragon.

What about this?

An indescribable sense of danger was instantly felt in En Ci’s heart. Initially, he thought he was done with the battle. The Holy Dragon Breath which he unleashed was one of his more powerful attacks. Also, he felt that Tang Wulin could not possibly withstand the attack. However, Tang Wulin’s endurance exceeded his expectations. He did not expect him to have the energy to launch a counterattack in such a short period of time.

The instant Tang Wulin turned his hand to grab something behind him, the Holy Dragon Douluo En Ci felt his spirit shaken. He saw giant dragons of all shapes and colors sprawled on the floor around him. He also felt as if he had committed some serious crime and was currently being sent to the gallows.

The seven-colored giant saber appeared with a majestic air. In that instant, an indescribable wail rose from the depths of his heart. The intense fear he felt made him tremble.

‘This is bad!’

Although he was not sure what ability Tang Wulin was launching, he knew Tang Wulin’s current attack could threaten his life. He could not allow the attack to strike him.

He bit his tongue, and a jolt of pain cleared his mind somewhat. En Ci’s eyes suddenly looked deep. The sun, the moon, and the stars suddenly appeared all around him. They were immediately distorted causing the celestial bodies to all become contorted. All light was instantly sucked into a giant black hole which had formed in the coliseum.

It was the Spiritual domain, Black Hole!

It was one of the hidden powers of the Holy Dragon Douluo. With the appearance of the black hole, everything was devoured in its vicinity.

The seven-colored radiance were seemingly affected as they trembled. However, a tremendous pressure was suddenly exerted on the giant saber.

It was the Dragon Clan’s power saber forged personally by the Dragon God himself. It surpassed even the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings.

Once the power saber was swung, all the dragons lowered their heads.

The seven-colored radiance turned into a lengthy rainbow which shot past at lightning speed. The white giant dragon in the air crumbled amidst its wails. At the same time, the black hole which supposedly devoured everything crumbled as well.

The slash was Tang Wulin’s ace-in-the-hole which he had reserved for En Ci. It was his most powerful attack against the Holy Dragon Douluo.

He never expected to defeat a Limit Douluo. On the other hand, he never thought he would be powerless to defend himself either.

He was not only representing himself but the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy.

There was much resting on his shoulders. Naturally, he had many responsibilities whereby he could not admit defeat easily.

Nevertheless, even when faced with En Ci’s power, he had no fear. He had his hidden strengths.

It was true that the Dragon Clan’s power saber was a transformation of the Gale Saber Demon Sima Jinchi’s weapon. Since when was the Battle of Five Gods fair?

Tang Wulin did not plan on using the Dragon Clan’s power saber during the weapons battle. He decided to save the “big surprise” for the Holy Dragon Douluo in the final battle.

No matter how powerful a being was, when faced with a true restraining divine tool, the being would have to submit to it.

Another figure descended from the skies. This time, the momentum did not create that big a pit as the first. However, it was still a sorry sight.

A diagonal wound appeared on the Holy Dragon Douluo’s body. It spanned his left shoulder to his lower right abdomen. The wound was not deep. It seemed only his clothes were affected since there was no blood even. However, it was enough.

Tang Wulin had hurt the Holy Dragon Douluo.

Even more confounding was the Light Holy Dragon aura had vanished without a trace. Only the Limit Douluo’s soul power remained.

The Blood Golden Dragon Domain had killed off the Par Excellence Holy Dragon. Now, the Dragon Clan’s power saber had killed off En Ci’s martial soul, the Light Holy Dragon.

This was the result of En Ci’s overconfidence. At the same time, it also proved just how powerful Tang Wulin was in suppressing dragon-type martial souls.

To think that a single slash contained such might. That was the terrifying aspect of the Dragon Clan’s power saber.

Naturally, Tang Wulin’s cultivation base was not enough to kill En Ci with a single strike. However, he had succeeded in sealing off En Ci’s martial soul temporarily. He could only keep En Ci in check for a short while with the Dragon Clan’s power saber’s aura. However, for Tang Wulin, this momentary effect was enough.

The Dragon Clan’s power saber disappeared. The Golden Dragon Spear reappeared within his grasp. A sensation spread expansively out to his surroundings as he became one with his spear and descended from the skies.

All traces of wildness together with the imposing aura vanished without a trace instantly. It was unimaginable how a person’s nature could change so much. Tang Wulin’s persona had changed three times consecutively, and all of them were starkly different.

Currently, Tang Wulin looked insignificant. He was like a cloud that was gently dropping down.

Everything in the surroundings began to contort. It affected the audience’s vision as well. The contorted radiances transformed into clouds which slowly floated down from the skies.

Currently, En Ci was terrified with shock. There was no anger, only shock. He was still shocked by the Dragon Clan’s power saber’s aura. Ever since he became a Limit Douluo, even when he went up against the Atlas Douluo Yun Ming, he had never felt his life threatened before.

It was truly terrifying. If Tang Wulin’s cultivation base were stronger, he would have died surely. If Tang Wulin were a Limit Douluo, he reckoned that he would not even be able to fend off a single slash. It was not an issue of cultivation base, only the inherent intimidating power the seven-colored saber had on him.

In his mind, Tang Wulin’s words still resounded. His dictum was filled with authority. “Since you’re a dragon, you shall be judged!”

‘Judge? Who’s he to judge me? What saber is that anyway?’

At the same time he felt shocked, everything around him began contorting. At this very moment, En Ci felt as if he was a maiden who had been stripped naked.

His battle armor was dissolved by Tang Wulin’s battle armor’s domain and his martial soul sealed by his opponent’s Dragon Clan’s power saber. Even his spiritual domain was broken because he used it to protect himself from the Dragon Clan’s power saber. He would not be able to use it again in the meantime. The only thing left he could use was his extremely rich soul power.

He turned his palms up toward the skies and raised his arms. His soul power burst forth with vigor and turned into an extremely thick and heavy light barrier which enveloped him.

The Holy Dragon Douluo was nursing his grievances. Ever since he cultivated until his current cultivation base, he had never been suppressed so greatly before. Moreover, he was suppressed by an opponent whose cultivation base was far inferior to his. The pain he felt was beyond description.

However, the truth was right before his very eyes. He had no choice but to accept.

In the next instant, his expression changed again.

On the platform, the Smiley Face Douluo Hu Jie’s smile widened. “You old fart, let’s see how you deal with this.”

The Millennium Cloud floating in the heavens! The Space-time Spear!

The distorted radiance fell over them. Time was warped, and the entire world seemed to be drifting.

A frightened voice yelled, “Stop, I yield.”

All contortions, clouds, and mist vanished completely in the next instant. Only two figures remained. Later, they passed by each other.

Tang Wulin dropped to the ground. He supported his body with his Golden Dragon Spear as he panted heavily. It was apparent that blood was seeping out of the pores on his body.