Giant Dragon Lord: Starting from Daily Intelligence

Chapter 255: Chapter 249: Shouldering the Mountain

The head of the Demon Serpent hovered quietly in midair, flicking an ethereal tongue. The aura it emanated brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.

Both the soldiers locked in combat on the ground and the Golden Dragon and Blood Serpents battling in the sky involuntarily paused for a moment.

A fear originating from the depths of their very souls gripped the heart of every living being.

Even Raylo, high up in the sky, felt a chill run up his spine.

Beneath him, Baofeng let out a low growl laced with fear, all its feathers standing on end.

That wasn’t mere Power; it was the manifestation of a higher-level Law!

The Eternal Giant Turtle clearly recognized the fatal threat.

It let out a low, furious roar. Its massive body trembled violently as the gray light of its Eternal Domain surged, attempting to forcefully repel the entangled Poison Fang and retreat into the Black Water River behind it.

The Black Water River was its home turf; once inside, its power would be greatly amplified.

But would Poison Fang let it have its way?

”Hehehe... Trying to run now? Too late!”

Poison Fang let out a piercing cackle and slammed his Poison Fang Staff onto the ground.

”Cage of Ten Thousand Poisons!”

The intertwining dark green and deep purple toxic mist frantically contracted. It was no longer a spreading swamp but had transformed into countless thick vines of Venom, which coiled up from all directions to tightly bind the Eternal Giant Turtle’s limbs and neck.

The moment these Venom vines touched the Eternal Domain, they were ground away by its tenacious Domain Power.

But the speed at which the vines were obliterated couldn’t possibly keep up with the speed at which new ones grew.

Poison Fang pushed his Domain to its absolute limit, sparing no expense with his core energy. His only goal was to hold it down!

Even if only for the span of a few short breaths!

And those few short breaths were enough.

The enormous head of the Blood Mist Demon Serpent moved.

It made no sound as it silently ”swam” over. Its speed seemed slow but was in fact unbelievably fast, crossing the vast distance in an instant to arrive above the Eternal Giant Turtle.

Then, it opened its colossal mouth—large enough to swallow an entire mountain range—and bit down on the massive body below!

Time itself seemed to slow down at that moment.

Raylo watched as the massive shadow completely enveloped the Eternal Giant Turtle.

There was no earth-shattering collision, no roaring blast of energy.

Like an illusory shadow, the head of the Blood Mist Demon Serpent passed directly through the Eternal Domain’s curtain of light, completely enveloping and swallowing the Eternal Giant Turtle’s massive form.

The gray halo of light flickered and twisted violently, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

Shrouded in the blood mist, the Eternal Giant Turtle let out its most agonizing and furious roar ever.

Its cry was even tinged with a hint of unprecedented panic.

Its ”Eternal” Domain was being corroded and broken down to its very source!

Just when everyone thought this ancient Giant Beast was doomed, an incredibly heavy, muffled boom echoed from within the blood mist, as if originating from the depths of the earth, from primeval antiquity.

DONG!

The Eternal Giant Turtle’s head, which had been hanging low, suddenly shot upward!

Its four thick legs sank deep into the earth. The gray halo of light on its back instantly retracted, concentrating entirely upon its shell.

In the next moment, it unleashed its ultimate, life-saving divine technique.

”Carry the Mountain!”

A hazy yet incredibly dense phantom image slowly materialized on the Eternal Giant Turtle’s back.

It was the shadow of a mountain.

Its full form was indistinct; only its majestic silhouette was visible—ancient, vast, and immense.

It seemed to carry the weight of the entire world, radiating an aura of eternal, unyielding permanence.

The instant the mountain’s shadow appeared, the surrounding space visibly collapsed, as if unable to bear its weight.

And at that moment, the head of the Blood Mist Demon Serpent finally struck.

Its giant mouth, large enough to devour mountain ranges, closed silently, enveloping and swallowing the Eternal Giant Turtle along with the majestic mountain shadow on its back.

In an instant, the massive, unshakeable, boulder-like figure on the battlefield vanished. In its place was a giant sphere of blood mist, slowly writhing and rolling.

Inside the blood mist, the gray light and the mountain’s phantom image stubbornly held on, resisting the corrosion and consumption from all sides.

From the outside, one could only see the surface of the blood sphere constantly bulging and contracting. It was clear that a silent yet incredibly brutal tug-of-war was taking place within.

The sphere of blood mist pulsed in place like a giant, beating heart.

Inside, the gray mountain phantom stubbornly resisted the corrosion of the bloody Demonic Qi. Every flicker signified a massive amount of energy being consumed in silent annihilation.

The Eternal Giant Turtle was temporarily trapped.

A cruel smile spread across Poison Fang’s gaunt face. He withdrew his gaze from the blood sphere and exchanged a look with another figure.

The figure was shrouded within a roiling, crimson river, its face obscured. One could only feel the vast power emanating from its Domain, like an ocean of blood.

Blood River.

The gazes of the two Domain Powerhouses, like a pair of sharp blades, simultaneously locked onto the brilliant golden figure high in the sky.

Sun.

They knew very well that this Golden Dragon was the only other being on the battlefield, besides the Eternal Giant Turtle, capable of contending with them at the Domain level.

As long as they dealt with it, the Eternal Giant Turtle would be left without support, and the outcome of this expedition would be decided.

The moment it was targeted, Sun’s massive body tensed.

The malice from powerhouses of the same level was so blatant and pure that it sent a chill through the noble Dragon Blood flowing in its veins.

ROAR!

A clear dragon’s cry echoed through the clouds. Without the slightest hesitation, Sun gave a powerful beat of its huge golden Dragon Wings, stirring up a violent gale.

Its massive body shot upward, instantly ascending from its low-altitude circling position to a height of over a thousand meters, attempting to create distance and avoid being surrounded.

High above, Raylo looked down upon the entire battlefield.

His gaze swept past the roiling sphere of blood mist below, past Poison Fang and Blood River as they prepared to move against Sun, and finally landed on the main formation of the Blood River Battle Group.

It was a sea of scarlet.

His vision pierced through the chaotic battlefield to the source of power for that terrifying Demon Serpent head.

Tens of thousands of Snake-men!

They knelt on the ground in a bizarre formation, their bodies rising and falling slightly in time with some strange rhythm.

Each one had their arms raised high as streams of bloody energy were drawn from their bodies. The energy converged into crimson streams, weaving into a net in midair before finally pouring into the hovering head of the Demon Serpent.

It was a grand and evil ritual sacrifice!

They were using their own lives and Power as offerings in a ritual sacrifice to some indescribable existence—perhaps the legendary Nine-headed Demon Serpent—in exchange for this terrifying, Domain Peak-level power.