Covering the sky: Great Accomplishment Tyrant Body

Chapter 144 The Rabbit Who Loves to Eat Dragon Meat

With a deafening roar, the two were sent flying backward after another collision.

The Dragon Prince stared coldly at Long Aotu, his purple pupils flashing with dazzling lightning, sending chills down one's spine.

"My father is the Emperor of Ten Thousand Dragons, who has slain invincible supreme beings and countless powerful figures. The dragon-patterned black and gold spear in my hand is a rough prototype of the weapon he carefully prepared for me to prove my Dao."

"You don't have the pure bloodline of the dragon race, nor do you possess the ancient imperial scriptures of the dragon race. What makes you think you can compete with me?" The Dragon Prince stared coldly at Long Aotu.

Long Aotu's gaze fell upon the black and gold spear with dragon patterns. It turned out that it was a weapon personally crafted by the Dragon Emperor for his son. No wonder it was so powerful. The recoil just now not only caused his hands to bleed profusely, but also almost sent his weapon flying.

Since it was a weapon for proving the Dao personally crafted by the Emperor of Ten Thousand Dragons for the Dragon Prince, even if it was a rough prototype, after being personally crafted by the Emperor of Ten Thousand Dragons, there would still be some mysterious Dao patterns inside, making it far superior to ordinary weapons. No wonder there was always a feeling of being at a disadvantage when clashing with it.

Think of the legends of ancient emperors and supreme beings. The weapons they prepared for their children were often extremely powerful secret artifacts, which they then sealed away. Only as their children's cultivation improved would the seals be slowly broken.

Could this black and gold spear with dragon patterns be the same?
Thinking of the Myriad Dragons Emperor's ultimate weapon, the Myriad Dragons Bell, which was forged from divine purple gold, I never imagined that the weapon he prepared for his son to prove his Dao would be forged from dragon-patterned black gold.

The profound history of Wanlongchao is truly unfathomable.

"The resources of Wanlong Nest are truly abundant. They have prepared the best conditions. It is an honor for me, a poor man from the wilderness, to meet the Dragon Prince," Long Aotu said calmly.

The way the Yin-Yang Dragon Prince spoke—all show and no substance, a complete idiot—was incredibly hurtful.

"In this world today, there can only be one true dragon, and that is me," the Dragon Prince said, pointing his spear at Long Aotu.

"I still have many trump cards to play. I'll give you a chance to live. Submit to me and become my mount. If you behave well, I might let you read my father's scriptures."

"That is a scripture that all those with dragon blood have been dreaming of." The Dragon Prince's voice was cold and domineering.

His arrogant and self-important demeanor is very much like that of the legendary Emperor of Ten Thousand Dragons.

Long Aotu remained lazy and did not give the Dragon Prince any response.

He was initially startled by the battle with the Dragon Prince, but as the real battle unfolded, he couldn't help but feel disdain.

So this is what the Dragon Prince is like? He's nothing like the person I imagined who would be instantly killed the moment the battle started.

It turns out that my snow rabbit has grown to the point where it can rival the Dragon Prince.

This is already a top-tier seeded player, and I can actually hold my own against him.

Moreover, the scriptures he practiced were those of sages and saints, not those of ancient emperors.

He suddenly remembered the strange four-colored flower he had once swallowed.

Yes, that flower is called the Demon God Flower.

On his planet, almost everyone knew that this lucky snow rabbit had changed his fate by consuming the Demon God Flower and became a powerful being with the potential to attain enlightenment.

But it was an unnamed source of life deep in the universe. Even if someone knew how lucky Long Aotu was, no one would spread the news to the ancient star road.

Today, there are other sources of life along the ancient starry road, and there is no legend of the Dragon Rabbit at all.

The reason they were trapped in this city for more than a decade was because no one thought Long Aotu was a top contender.

As soon as the Dragon Prince arrived, the city gates were opened and he was greeted by people.

In comparison, this is a truly impressive display of respect.

Now, after a fierce battle with the Dragon Prince, Long Aotu's confidence has been greatly boosted, and he has once again strengthened his resolve to become emperor.

Submit? Become the Dragon Prince's mount? How could that be possible?

Since it gained sentience, Long Aotu has never thought of submitting to anyone or being subservient to anyone.

He, Long Aotu, wants to become a superior being, the emperor of dragons, and the supreme royal family among the demon race.

All he wants now is to capture the Dragon Prince and extract the scriptures of the Myriad Dragon Emperor from his head.

He knew there must be a restriction, but as a wild and untamed creature, Snow Rabbit felt he had a hundred ways to make the Dragon Prince talk and obediently hand over the scriptures. Of course, the prerequisite was to defeat the Dragon Prince first and make him submit willingly.

Looking at the black and gold spear with dragon patterns, Long Aotu couldn't help but scoff.

This weapon no longer poses a threat to me.

He was confident that he could suppress the Dragon Prince within a thousand moves.

His dragon-patterned black and gold spear contained something sealed within, making it impossible for him to gain an absolute advantage over it.

This was the first time Long Aotu had encountered an opponent who required him to fight with all his might.

This feeling of meeting a worthy opponent, this atmosphere before a great battle, made his blood boil.

He loved that exhilarating feeling.

Without saying anything more, he directly swung the Azure Gold Ruler and charged towards the Dragon Prince.

Like a divine cyan sword, its sword light soared into the sky, its killing intent boundless.

It moves with lightning speed, like a silver dragon streaking across the starry sky, and its attack power is terrifying.

"You're courting death!" The Dragon Prince sneered, wielding a black and gold spear with dragon patterns, and charged forward.

With a deafening roar, the collision between the two was earth-shattering.

The clash of weapons, the clash of flesh, the clash of the Great Dao erupted with earth-shattering divine power.

The collision was like the explosion of a purple and silver sun.

Their bodies brushed past each other, then they turned and continued their battle.

Long Aotu's body swayed, transforming into a giant silver dragon, and charged towards the Dragon Prince.

What's shocking is that this silver dragon's bloodline is also terrifyingly powerful and incredibly pure.

It was as if it were formed from the blood of a real dragon.

This was a gift from the Demon God Flower to Long Ao Rabbit, allowing him to condense such pure and powerful dragon blood when he cultivated ordinary demon scriptures.

The dragon's aura soared through the sky, containing endless killing intent.

One after another, silver dragon energy, like divine swords, shone brilliantly, radiating an extremely powerful aura that shook the starry sky.

"You bastard, let me show you the true lineage of the dragon race!" Seeing Long Aotu transform into a silver dragon, the Dragon Prince was clearly humiliated.

In an instant, he transformed into a giant purple dragon. Behind him, dragon energy even manifested as a pair of purple wings, all composed of Dao runes, making them indestructible. He charged towards Long Aotu.

At the same time, nine earth runes shone, imprinting themselves on the wings and the body.

In an instant, it was as if the Emperor of Ten Thousand Dragons had descended, suppressing everything.

This dragon prince possessed genuine ancient imperial scriptures. When these emperor runes were added to his body, they immediately made him even more powerful, and the dragon aura he emitted even had an aura of eternal immortality.

Seeing how the Dragon Prince used the Emperor's Rune, Long Aotu suddenly remembered the Dao Scripture Wheel Sea Chapter that he had obtained.

There were also nine ancient imperial runes on it, which he had never been able to understand.

Seeing the Dragon Prince using the Emperor's Runes in such a way, Long Aotu suddenly had an epiphany.

He instantly understood the usage of the nine runes in the scripture.

He drew continuously with his hands, and silver dragon energy condensed into silver wings on his back. He also imprinted the runes from the nine Taoist scriptures onto them, imprinting them onto his body.

At that moment, he seemed to have become eternal.

The next moment, the collision between the two caused the starry sky to shatter, and sword energy crisscrossed.

As if the world had been created, chaotic energy was unleashed.

The magnificent starry sky was submerged by the dragon's aura, and people could only see two figures locked in a fierce battle.

The bloody battle between the Purple Dragon and the Silver Dragon left countless peerless geniuses deeply shocked by its aftershocks.

After exchanging over a hundred blows, the two were sent flying back.

The Dragon Prince's gaze was icy cold, and his face was ashen. He was no longer the arrogant and domineering man he once was.

At this moment, a long gash appeared on his body, almost splitting him in two.

His purple dragon blood dripped out, gushing out like a spring, and you could even see his heart beating, his ribs were torn apart.

Then a loud bang came from his body, and endless purple dragon energy enveloped his body.

He actually possessed the secret of the character "者".

He recovered his body almost in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Long Aotu was completely unharmed. This Dragon Prince was not the most outstanding child of the Myriad Dragon Emperor. The most outstanding child, the Dragon Maiden, had been sealed away, intending to be born only before the path to immortality opened in future generations.

Despite being exceptionally talented and powerful, the Dragon Prince felt constantly suppressed when facing the Dragon Proud Rabbit.

The Dragon Rabbit stood unharmed in the starry sky.

Many people were shocked, never expecting that Long Aotu would gain the upper hand in the battle against the Dragon Prince.

"What a strong rabbit!"

"so amazing!"

As many people already know, Long Ao Rabbit is actually a snow rabbit.

His pure dragon bloodline was actually cultivated by himself; it could be said that he had a wild dragon bloodline.

The Dragon Prince, a person of pure dragon blood and possessing the most authentic dragon lineage, was actually suppressed by this wild Dragon Proud Rabbit.

At this moment, the Dragon Prince was deeply troubled.

No one knew better than him just how powerful a fully realized dragon lineage was.

Even though he was a prince of the Dragon Clan, it was only after he successfully severed his Dao that he saw the spiritual imprint left to him by the Emperor of Ten Thousand Dragons, and there he obtained many complete inheritances, as well as many incredible forbidden secret techniques and many secrets of this world.

But now, Long Aotu, having only cultivated ordinary demon race scriptures, actually managed to block his incredibly violent attack.

Moreover, during a counter-attack, they almost cleaved him in two.

The Dragon Prince seemed to have witnessed the most terrifying thing.

This rabbit is already so strong even without the Ancient Emperor's Scripture. If it were to obtain the real Ancient Emperor's Scripture, just how strong would it become?
The Dragon Prince was increasingly shocked. He had originally thought that taking him in as a servant was his good fortune.

Now it seems that this person is actually the biggest obstacle to his becoming emperor.

If this person isn't killed, he will definitely become a demon in my heart.

Thinking of this, the Dragon Prince's killing intent suddenly surged.

“Dragon Prince, obediently hand over the scriptures of the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor and the inheritance of the Dragon Clan, and I may spare your life.”

"Your talent and comprehension are nothing special. Keeping these things in your hands will only tarnish the reputation of the dragon race."

"Let me, Long Aotu, inherit and carry forward the prestige of the Dragon Clan." Long Aotu's voice was very calm, but it sounded powerful and domineering.

"You mongrel rabbit with no dragon heritage whatsoever, you mongrel dragon with no dragon lineage whatsoever, you have no idea of ​​the true mysteries of my dragon bloodline."

"To think you could obtain the ancient imperial scriptures from me is truly wishful thinking."

The Dragon Prince's voice grew increasingly cold, clearly indicating that he was trying his best to suppress his killing intent.

His gaze was icy, and then his hands began to trace lines, injecting mysterious runes into his body.

Suddenly, the Dragon Prince's aura surged, as if the seal on his body had been broken.

A furious roar was heard, and his body emitted a vast expanse of purple dragon blood that shook the starry sky.

He let out a ferocious roar, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. He used a forbidden secret technique unique to the dragon race, the Dragon Fist, which was personally created by the Dragon Emperor, and attacked Long Aotu with madness.

Each of his attacks carried a mysterious, forbidden power, and each attack was surprisingly powerful, as if it were an alternative form of the "All" secret.

As the Dragon Prince attacked, one after another phantom of the dragon race appeared around him, as if the spirits of the dead dragon race had come from the ancient times to help him in the battle, which greatly increased his momentum.

Long Aotu also unleashed his full potential, and the ancient demon race heritage burst forth with unprecedented brilliance in his hands.

Various ancient secret techniques, though seemingly ordinary, unleashed astonishing power in his hands.

He seems to have a talent, a talent that can turn the mundane into the magical.

Even the most ordinary and commonplace demon clan techniques would unleash their full power in his hands, comparable to the secret arts and techniques within the Dragon Fist.

Under the pressure of the dragon fist, he vaguely entered a state of enlightenment, and the inheritances of various demon races merged into one in his heart.

He is constantly deducing, constantly transforming and evolving.

Gradually, he developed an indomitable and invincible spirit.

Ordinary and mundane moves, in his hands, possessed an invincible aura as if the heavens and earth were being created.

During the battle, Long Aotu vaguely sensed the essence of the Dragon Fist, its spirit and energy, and the path that led to the creation of this technique. He vaguely saw the thought process behind Wanlonghuang's creation of the Dragon Fist.

They witnessed how Emperor Wanlong established his own path to the Great Dao.

This is indeed the most suitable path for the dragon race, a cultivation technique and secret art created specifically for them.

During the battle, Long Aotu consciously or unconsciously began to imitate this invincible move and invincible fist intent.

Countless insights from the Dragon Fist surged into his mind, and the Great Dao, which did not belong to the Dragon Clan, flowed into his heart.

He gained insights, grew, and transformed through battle; this is the true meaning of embarking on the ancient path of the stars and honing oneself.

Without a doubt, this battle will have a significant impact on Long Aotu's future path to the Great Dao.

He was now confident that he would be invincible on the ancient road to the stars.

"By the way, the Dragon Emperor wasn't that powerful at the beginning; he also grew from weak to strong step by step."

"He combined the advantages of the dragon race, grew continuously in battles with other holy spirits, and transformed and sublimated through trials, ultimately creating his own unique path and his own unique dragon fist."

"Although I did not obtain the scriptures of the Myriad Dragon Emperor, I have already comprehended the essence of his Great Dao."

From then on, Long Aotu's attacks underwent an astonishing change.

He no longer clung to the ancient scriptures and techniques of the demon race that he had previously comprehended. He sought enlightenment through battle, comprehending the profound meaning of the Dragon Fist, and vaguely found a path to the Great Dao that suited his invincible physique and silver dragon bloodline.

Since the Dragon Emperor was able to create his own Dragon Fist by using his dragon race characteristics as a starting point, he could also create his own Dragon Fist, his own method, and his own path by using his own dragon race talents.

"I had previously thought of integrating the laws of the ancient demon race's scriptures with their Dao to form my own Great Dao."

"Now that I have grasped the essence of the Dragon Emperor's Great Dao, I realize that there is an even more advanced way of fusion: to capture its essence, rather than its form..."

"Only by truly forging my own path can I create forbidden secret techniques that belong exclusively to me."

In the battle with the Dragon Prince, Long Aotu gradually realized how she should walk her own path and how she should proceed in the future.

Long Aotu, who originally planned to defeat the Dragon Prince within a thousand moves, suddenly realized that this was the best whetstone for him.

He wanted to steal the essence of the Dragon Fist and its secret techniques.

He just kept dragging his feet, fighting on and on, and never really ended the battle.

This battle has been ongoing, and Long Aotu has been constantly reflecting and evolving.

Even though the Dragon Prince's attacks became increasingly formidable, he was still helpless against Long Aotu.

The battle in the starry sky was incredibly fierce, with blood splattering everywhere as it collided with the purple and silver sun.

The battle looked extremely fierce, but in reality, most of what flowed out was the blood of the Dragon Prince.

The Dragon Fist technique created by Long Aotu is becoming stronger and more sophisticated.

Gradually, it broke away from the original scope of demon race techniques and secret arts, and began to develop its own unique secret arts.

The Dragon Prince was beaten to a pulp, his body almost completely destroyed by Long Aotu.

Purple dragon blood flowed, but the dragon prince did not yield; instead, he became even more ferocious and violent.

His Dragon Fist even seized an opportunity to shatter Long Aotu's body once.

However, what followed was that the Dragon Prince's body was repeatedly destroyed.

The dragon flesh, blood, and bones on his body were repeatedly dismantled and collected by Long Aotu.

Although he was a rabbit, and although he was going to evolve into a true dragon, he felt that the dragon prince's meat was really delicious.

He desperately wanted to eat dragon meat and devour the Dragon Prince, but he was also worried about the retaliation from the Myriad Dragon Nest and the intervention of the Dragon Clan's Great Sage who was protecting the Dragon Prince.

However, the dragon meat and blood obtained in battle are different. If Dragon Rabbit collects them and even makes them into roast meat, no one can say anything about it.

After all, the victors do not accept criticism.

Thinking of this, Long Aotu's moves became even more brutal.

His hands transformed into dragon claws, tearing the dragon prince's body apart time and time again, collecting large chunks of dragon flesh.

"Hand over the Ancient Emperor's Scripture immediately, or I'll kill you!" Long Aotu shouted.
(End of this chapter)