I, the Lord of the Fifth Throne, am the source of all things!

Because the sky was always covered with dark clouds and lightning.

Thick black clouds, like a curtain, seemed to cover the sky for hundreds or thousands of kilometers.

However, one can still see from some broken buildings and stone statues that a civilization once existed here.

Scarlet wasn't surprised by the scene before him; his calm, unwavering gaze suggested he was already used to it.

"Is it over there...?"

Her crimson eyes narrowed slightly as she turned her head to look in one direction.

In that direction, an undeniable beam of light pierced through the dark clouds in the sky, shining brightly.

A large device? No... it seems to be pure yang energy.

Even without getting close, Crimson sensed a deadly threat from afar.

The area where the pillar of light is located is a forbidden zone that the Demon Blood Clan absolutely cannot approach.

If Crimson had encountered something useful for slaying dragons elsewhere, she would have already gone over to it.

But it just so happens to be in the Americas.

"Hey! You're there, right? Come out here!!!"

Scarlet looked around and then shouted loudly.

After all, the Americas were the stronghold of the King of Minions, and she didn't believe that the other party wouldn't be present if something like this happened on her territory.

Swish!

Suddenly, a second or two after Scarlet shouted, a figure appeared behind him.

And that was none other than the King of Minions, the figure of the Dragon Kilzea who had annihilated all dragons.

At this moment, not only were swords floating on both sides behind the opponent, but also some things that looked like sword embryos.

"How rare! How come you have time to come to our place?"

The King of Minions saw the red-haired figure in the tricorn hat before him, his face still bearing his usual eerie and unsettling smile.

However, judging from their tone, it was clear that the King of Minions and the person before him were acquainted.

"Are you forging a demonic sword again?"

Unfazed by the terrifying pressure of the King of Minions, the rosy-cheeked figure, with a calm and composed expression, paused slightly when she saw the sword embryo behind the King of Minions. She then pointed to the pillar of light several kilometers away and asked directly:

"Um... your newly accepted disciple?"

The Claw Vampires do not have their own vampire clan.

The King of Minions will take on his favorites as disciples, regardless of whether they are human or dragon.

He bestows the demonic sword upon his disciple after the disciple has mastered the technique.

The sword blank behind the King of Minions is clearly forging a new demonic sword, which means that the other party has a new disciple.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~ Yes, yes, this disciple is really interesting. Before, it was a question of whether the disciple could be raised well, but now I don't know if I can be raised well."

The King of Minions smiled and nodded, but a rare look of struggle and distress appeared on his face, which was full of eerie smiles.

Upon hearing this, Scarlet's expression turned serious.

After all, this was the first time he had ever heard of a king of minions lacking confidence in raising his disciples.

Whether a disciple can be properly trained refers to whether the disciple can successfully graduate from the master's program.

Being able to teach someone outside the ranks well doesn't guarantee that their disciples will learn well.

And now, the other party is actually saying they don't know if they can support the other party?

"Is the matter concerning the kingdom's border between you or your disciple?"

Scarlet didn't bother with small talk and went straight to the point about her purpose in coming: to find out the previous information.

"Not of our generation~~"

The King of Minions shook his head slightly, giving his answer without any pretense.

Then, she placed the sword blank behind her in front of her and began forging the sword in front of Scarlet.

When the other party asked about Duanmu Lian, the King of Minions knew the other party's purpose and also told them about Duanmu Lian.

Finally, regarding Duanmu Lian's evaluation, this is what the King of Claws said to Scarlet.

"He is not the most talented among the disciples we have taken in, but he is the one with the most potential and the most likely to kill us."

"...That's quite an unexpected compliment. But since you're already forging the magic sword, it means he's almost finished his apprenticeship, right?"

Crimson was already plotting how to incorporate the King of Minions' disciple into his dragon-slaying plan.

After all, the King of Minions is already forging the Demon Sword, which means that the other party is about to graduate.

At that time, Scarlet wanted to contact the other party as soon as possible.

However, what the King of Minions said next stunned Crimson.

“I don’t know when he will graduate. This is the 43rd time I have forged a magic sword. All the previous swords were ruined because they could not keep up with his progress.”

The King of Henchmen is now very troubled; she taught well, and Duanmu Lian learned well too.

However, some time ago, when she wanted to give the other party the magic sword, she was politely refused.

The reason is that a sword that can't keep up with my progress will eventually be discarded, so it's better not to use it at all.

The black sword, Dark Moon, in Duanmu Lian's hand.

If it hadn't been enhanced with the souls of a million people, it would have been unable to withstand his power output long ago.

He doesn't have much need for weapons at the moment; his only requirement is that they be sturdy and durable.

In any case, his methods of killing enemies were not limited to weapons.

The King of the Minions was very dissatisfied with this.

She created a demonic sword for Duanmu Lian, which she had meticulously crafted for her to try out.

At first, things were fine, but after Duanmu Lian's power broke through, the demonic sword was ruined in his hands.

P.S.: I had some family matters to attend to these past few days, so I apologize for the late updates. Once things are settled, I will resume updating between 1 and 2 PM.

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Nine Deaths Evil Technique, the Dark Corrosion and Hell-Destroying Fang

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Across the American continent, violent, earth-shaking tremors resounded continuously.

The temperature here is also rising at an abnormally rapid rate.

Looking across a radius of tens of kilometers, a turbulent sea, or rather, a sea of ​​fire, is boiling and raging here.

The entire land was scorched into a molten lava wasteland, but the sea of ​​fire seemed to be like a golden crow crashing down on the earth, continuously spreading and amplifying the terrifying heat!

In this environment where life is almost impossible, a black figure and a red figure are engaged in a fierce battle and collision at a speed that exceeds the limits of human vision!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each collision between them creates a vacuum shockwave that travels five kilometers away.

Within this range, whatever it is, will undoubtedly be pulverized into tiny, invisible dust fragments!

"pound---!"

With a deafening explosion, the black figure bypassed the red figure and knocked it directly into the sea of ​​fire below.

In an instant, accompanied by a sea of ​​fire and fiery rocks shooting straight into the sky, a huge semi-circular crater appeared on the scorching hot ground.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~ It's already gone from warm-up to regular warm-up, you've made progress, you've made progress~~~~~ Your Yang God Battle Technique is really exhilarating for dragons~~~~."

A black figure suddenly appeared in the pit, and this black figure was none other than the King of Claws.

At this moment, the other person's fair face was flushed, and the eerie smile on their face turned into a comfortable smile.

As the King of Minions said, she felt the battle was very enjoyable.

At least she felt the heat of her blood again after a long time. It was rare for her to get excited in a battle where she was sparring with her disciple, and she suddenly became much more aggressive.

"Cough cough cough, that's just... an imperfect technique. Once I've perfected it, cough cough... I'll definitely rip your head off!"

A slightly weak but powerful voice rebuked the King of Minions.

At this very moment, in the very center of the giant pit, Duanmu Lian's condition can only be described as extremely miserable.

The neck was broken, the head was separated, the body was cut in half at the waist, and half of the arms were turned into soft, rotten flesh.

If it were a human, they would have died long ago from injuries like that.

But Duanmu Lian is different; his body was specially made.

Vitality, cell activity, self-healing ability, brain capacity, and other aspects of the body are beyond the reach of normal humans.

"call----!"

Duanmu Lian, whose body was almost torn to pieces, began to rapidly rebuild it. In the time it takes to breathe, he had pieced his body back together.

But it was only a pieced-together body, because the wounds on the body were still there, and there was still a risk of bleeding.

Puff puff! !

Blood blossoms burst forth on Duanmu Lian's body, which was covered in hideous scars, and he quickly used his supernatural powers to stitch up the wounds and forcibly suppress the terrible damage.

Then, despite being severely injured, Duanmu Lian began to circulate her internal energy, the Nine Deaths Evil Art.

This internal skill is considered the most evil skill in the world of Dragon Tiger Gate.

The skill is divided into nine levels. To cultivate the Nine Deaths Evil Skill, the practitioner must experience nine near-death experiences.

Each time someone dies and is reborn, their skill, physical strength, mental strength, immunity, cell vitality, and nerve reaction speed will increase tenfold, and their true energy will become ten times purer.

However, each advancement in the Nine Deaths Evil Technique involves a near-death experience, so very few people can master this martial art.

During her training with the King of Minions, Duanmu Lian was always beaten to the point of near death.

Driven by dreams, obsessions, and the will to live... Duanmu Lian always unleashes her potential when she is on the verge of death.

In order to better survive a desperate situation, Duanmu Lian began practicing the Nine Deaths Evil Art after she had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill to the ninth Yang level.