Lord Of Martial Arts

Under normal circumstances, the Blood Dragon Phantom skill could only be used once for a short time.

But now, Scott had forcefully employed it twice. As a result, one hundred thousand avatars were created.

This time, Scott also triggered the second level of the Dragon Blood Clan's inheritance skill—the Fusion Skill!

This skill could hurt the cyan dragon's soul, and the power it exerted was immense.

Once the one hundred thousand avatars fused, the force they released would be significantly more powerful than Scott's.

In a flash, the dragon avatars merged with Scott's body, and his power increased manifold.

A loud howl pierced the air.

Although Scott's body was a little smaller than his opponent's, his aura was mightier.

Bang!

Scott immediately attacked the cyan dragon's soul. As his dragon claws slashed wildly, several holes were made in the shadow of the cyan dragon's soul.

Desperation coursed through the soul of the cyan dragon as he felt unbearable pain. Now, he could only think of escaping.

At this moment, the cold-hearted cyan dragon also felt fear—the fear of death.

Scott had sacrificed his soul power to increase his strength. How could he let the cyan dragon's soul flee?

Whoosh!

Scott's huge dragon body dashed forward at breakneck speed, and his tail pressed down with the power of a hundred thousand stars.

"Roar!"

Scott tore the cyan dragon's soul into two sections.

Now that the soul had been mangled, there was no chance for the cyan dragon to survive.

After it died, the cyan dragon's soul turned into cyan dragon blood aura that drifted in the space of the dragon's head.

Relieved that the battle was over, Scott transformed into human form. His soul had been gravely injured.

Such intense pain coursed through Scott that he believed he was on the verge of death. His last desperate act was to crawl toward the dragon bead that floated in the distance.

When he looked up, he felt as though the dragon bead in front of him was very far away.

A sense of urgency filled Scott now. He knew that his soul would collapse and he would die if he did not get to the bead. The damage from forcibly using the Blood Dragon Phantom skill for a second time and invoking the Fusion Skill was too much for him.

The seconds that ticked past felt like hours. And each time Scott glanced at the dragon bead, he felt as though he had made no progress. Trepidation filled him now as he knew that if he didn't fus

He used this opportunity to rush into the dragon bead.

Outside the cyan dragon body

Barnes returned to Finley. His complexion had paled, and he appeared weak.

Finley hurriedly caught him.

"Monkey, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Barnes' entire body was convulsing, but he waved his hand and stared at the cyan dragon in front of him.

"Roar!"

The cyan dragon suddenly raised its head high and roared. The sound broke the heaven and earth and spread to every corner of the Lothlann Continent.

In the forbidden area

The first fiend ancestor, who had been cultivating in the western palace, trembled with such intensity that he almost fell to the floor and crawled when he heard the dragon roar.

A dragon was his natural enemy!

In the eastern palace, the Shura was shocked to hear the roar. His aura surged, and his Shura Force shot toward the sky.

In the northern palace, the mysterious man awakened. He raised his head, and his gaze seemed to travel through the great hall and fall into the Fire Cave.

"It's been revived,"

the mysterious man said in astonishment.

"This is terrible news for me, especially if he helps Darren. The space-time disorder forced me to wait for hundreds of millions of years. Now, everything will be in vain. Alas!" the mysterious man sighed.

In the Distorted Space of the River of Forgetfulness

The witcher ancestor also sensed the dragon's aura. He had mixed feelings about this situation.

"Whether Scott is a destroyer or not depends on whether he dominates or is dominated after he enters the cyan dragon," the witcher ancestor murmured. Curious, he decided to investigate.