Zhongshan Shenzhu Chi

Chapter 72 Thunder

The evil dragon originally planned to go to Zhongshan alone.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the Dragon Court, Qiu sought out Shen alone. The two colossal creatures confronted each other in the dark water for a full hour, their auras almost shattering the deep sea.

The giant crocodile then received the mirage's order to lead its crocodile-like demons into battle.

A large, winding line of demons traveled upstream against the Luo River, stretching out like a living, meandering dragon.

The evil dragon in the sky shook its body and stirred up the dark clouds.

The dark clouds rolled and spread out as far as they could, covering more than a hundred miles, swaggering all the way.

Looking down at the giant alligator swimming upstream in the Luo River, and the many dragon-like demons following it, they could see it all.

A surge of heroic ambition, as if commanding thousands of troops, welled up within him, and his aura descended like divine might.

"I wonder what Qiu and Shen talked about—that old guy actually agreed to let Tuo go on the expedition with me."

Looking at the dragon-like demons paralyzed with fear in the Luo River, the evil dragon's scarlet eyes flashed with mockery and disdain.

"That old bastard Shen, just because he's been in the East Sea for a few more years, he calls himself the Dragon King with this bunch of creatures that don't even have dragon forms—"

"And what dragon would grow so many fins?"

"Should we let this giant alligator perish on Zhongshan Mountain?"

The evil dragon looked down at the earth, weighing the pros and cons, and caught a glimpse of the figures following the army of dragons from the East Sea in the distance.

The figures followed from a distance, neither getting close nor moving away.

They didn't hide their aura either, making them easy to identify.

The Lü family and the Star River Sword Palace.

Qiu and Chi had specifically explained that the human race's power was deeply intertwined and interconnected.

It would be one thing if it were just internal warfare among humans.

If the dragons were to take action, it would inevitably lead to the imperial dynasty, the Lü family, and the Sword Palace setting aside their past grievances and forming an alliance to fight against the dragons.

The Eastern Sea Royal Court has just been established, and the myth has not yet been born. This trip is only allowed to attack Zhongshan and must not cause any unforeseen complications.

"These two, too, are they giving such detailed explanations? Do they think I'm a fool?" The evil dragon's eyes narrowed, and it exhaled water from its nostrils.

Unfortunately, the water-based lightning it had imagined did not appear; only dark clouds rolled for a while, and not even rain fell.

The figures didn't react at all; instead, a slight sneer appeared on their lips.

The evil dragon sneered inwardly, its killing intent surging beneath its scales.

"Once I conquer Zhongshan, I will show you the might of the Eastern Sea Dragon Clan."

With his mind made up, the evil dragon pressed down on the dark clouds, almost touching the earth.

Three days into the expedition, Zhongshan was almost within reach. Closely following the army of the East Sea Dragon, everyone took out their recording devices...

A magical artifact for transmitting images.

But no monsters appeared in Zhongshan, which remained open and untroubled.

The evil dragon pressed down on the scattered dark clouds, still deep in thought.

The giant alligator, which had been resting in the Luo River, suddenly said, "Jiao, are you afraid?"

"The Xuan Snake God is now nothing more than a snake crushed by a mountain and roasted by fire. If you dare not enter now, then let me go first."

"You think I'm afraid of it?!" The evil dragon roared in fury, its body appearing and disappearing amidst the dark clouds, its voice like thunder. "If you, you reptile, are afraid, go back and mourn for your finned father!"

Having said that, the evil dragon drove the dark clouds and rushed straight into the Zhongshan area.

The giant alligator remained motionless in the water.

"Your Majesty," a much smaller, iron-backed creature stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Aren't we going to follow them?"

The giant alligator stared at the dark clouds rising from the dragon, its power immense, resembling a surging sea.

However, this dark cloud is far too small compared to the Zhongshan Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles and lies between Yunxi Continent and Yongning Continent.

A sense of unease welled up inside me.

"Keep up, don't rush to the front."

The evil dragon looked back and saw the giant alligator climbing up the mountain, and immediately snorted coldly.

The speed of its flight forward increased even more.

Until they saw an archway shaped like a pendulum, with a tiger and an ape, two great demons, standing at the top.

The evil dragon, suspended in the sky, couldn't help but sneer as it looked at Zhongshan's shabby formation.

"I knew it. A snake that can only become a mountain god by receiving an imperial decree should do what it takes to uphold the fortune of Zhongshan when the dynasty is in decline."

"I didn't expect it to be so difficult to hold on."

"That frog in Yunmeng Marsh is stronger than your Xuan Snake God; at least it can withstand the combined attack of three Dragon Kings."

After the evil dragon finished speaking, it looked down.

It had expected that what awaited it would be awe, fear, or at least a slight wavering.

But all that met my eyes was silence.

The Azure Tiger lay on the ground, too lazy to even lift its eyelids, as if the churning dark clouds overhead and the roaring dragon army were nothing more than a gust of wind sweeping through the mountains and forests.

The golden ape, whose forearm was exceptionally strong and whose muscles were as gnarled as the roots of an old tree, slowly raised its head.

Its gaze held no anger, no provocation.

There is only one kind of indifference that one feels when looking at a corpse.

Their two similarly sized scarlet eyes met for a moment.

The evil dragon was furious.

Fueled by rage, thunder finally roared from the dark clouds.

"Insects—!" The dragon's mouth opened, its voice like a tsunami, pressing down on Zhongshan Mountain in layers.

Thunder roared forth, threatening to shatter the golden ape.

The bolt of lightning shot out of the dark clouds, but before it had gone far, it suddenly turned into rain.

"Huh?" The evil dragon was horrified.

The next moment, it was as if the sky was being gripped by an invisible giant hand. The sea of ​​clouds, stretching for hundreds of miles, collapsed inwards simultaneously, layer upon layer, thick and viscous like water.

The evil dragon even choked on its own mouth and nose by the dark clouds it had stirred up.

In a panic, he was about to disperse the dark clouds.

But these dark clouds that they themselves created have no control over whatsoever.

The sea, which I've been with day and night, is now trying to...

drowning?

"Who are you!" the evil dragon roared, tearing away the thick, dark clouds that were binding its throat with its claws.

The dark clouds merely rolled in, offering no response, silently pressing down to block all its movements.

The chill that seeped into his bones flowed through his veins and instantly spread throughout the entire body of the evil dragon.

It was as if a scarlet, cold, ancient tongue was licking its body through the dark clouds.

An emotion called terror exploded in its heart, and the scales all over the evil dragon's body simultaneously burst open.

It desperately tried to break free of the encirclement, fleeing upwards, downwards, and in any direction it thought it could escape to.

But no matter where you go, those sticky dark clouds follow you like a shadow.

They no longer just block out the sky, but have transformed into countless hands.

Humans, eagles, tigers, leopards, and even the tiny, fragmented limbs of insects were densely covered with the scales of the evil dragon.

Bones, spine, and tail tip.

There was no force applied, just a support.

The fine, rapid tapping sounds echoed one after another within the evil dragon's skull.

It was as if that ancient being was examining his own brain.

"Who are you!"

The evil dragon was on the verge of collapse, its mouth repeatedly uttering these three words as it tried to escape.

But those hands dragged it back into the abyss time and time again.

Dark clouds rolled in.

A deep, crimson hue, like blood reflecting sunlight, fell into the eyes of the evil dragon.

It roared, broke free from the dark clouds, and charged towards that red color.

An eerie laugh emerged from the sea of ​​clouds, echoing around it, deep and rumbling like muffled thunder.

He was scoffing.