"Now, do you have any tricks left?" Xiao Yan stared at North Dragon King, his expression indifferent and voice calm. Despite his pale, blood-drained face that suggested he was near the limits of exhaustion, there was something in his presence that made North Dragon King instinctively avoid his gaze. No resistance, no threats—he simply turned to flee in panic.
"Heh, trying to run?" Xiao Yan sneered. His hand opened, and a massive pitch-black dragon shot forth from his palm, quickly wrapping around the retreating North Dragon King and binding him tightly. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.
"Dammit! What is this thing?! Let go of me!"
"Black Dragon Spirit Devouring Hand." As Xiao Yan's seal changed, the black dragon instantly transformed into a gaping dark vortex. With a terrifying suction force, it swallowed North Dragon King's body whole.
What surprised Xiao Yan, however, was that North Dragon King, who had neared the strength of a Six-Star Dou Saint, still had some fight left in him even after being devoured. If he had been in peak condition, he might've actually broken free of the Black Dragon's power.
Unfortunately for him, he had already been beaten half to death by the Demon Wrath Nine Absolutes. On top of that, the Black Dragon's soul held innate suppression against dragon-type beasts. Within moments of being absorbed, the struggling subsided—his fate sealed.
North Dragon King had used the Dragon Transformation Demon Array to absorb the life force of countless others, accumulating a tremendous amount of blood fiend energy—precisely the kind of energy required to cultivate the Nirvanic Void Demon Body. To avoid others noticing what he was doing, Xiao Yan had used the firestorm caused by the Demonic Wrath Flame Lotus to block external vision before devouring North Dragon King.
With the Dragon King consumed, Xiao Yan turned his attention toward the fading blood-red array. As the array dissolved, it revealed the surviving members of the three dragon islands—many of whom had assumed they would surely die. Now saved by Xiao Yan, they broke into tears of gratitude and relief.
But Xiao Yan didn't plan to spare them.
If it had been Zi Yan, perhaps she'd have shown mercy due to shared bloodlines. But Xiao Yan had no such ties. His philosophy was simple—cut the grass, root and all. More importantly, these people had witnessed him devour North Dragon King. That kind of secret could never be allowed to spread.
Without hesitation, Xiao Yan once again used the Black Dragon Spirit Devouring Hand. A massive black vortex appeared above the half-dispersed array and swallowed the remaining survivors of the three dragon islands. While they were far weaker than North Dragon King, they were still members of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan—their bloodline power had value.
None of them had expected Xiao Yan to turn on them. Their pleas and struggles fell on deaf ears. One by one, they were consumed. If Zi Yan questioned him later, he could just blame everything on the North Dragon King.
Once he finished, Xiao Yan looked down at the pseudo Dragon-Slaying Sword brought back by his soul clone. Though it wasn't the true Dragon-Slaying Sword, it had still been forged through the absorption of countless dragon bloodlines. Its power couldn't be underestimated, and Xiao Yan naturally claimed it as part of his spoils.
Finally, Xiao Yan dispelled the surrounding sea of fire. When Zi Yan and the others—who had been watching everything—saw the battlefield clearly, they collectively gasped.
All that remained in the scorched field was Xiao Yan alone.
North Dragon King, the three-island coalition… all had vanished without a trace.
Even Xiao Yan didn't look like a victor. His body was bloodied, his skin pale as paper, and his energy nearly depleted. Although he'd won, it was a brutal and costly victory.
Zi Yan disregarded the elders' protests and immediately rushed to support him. Her eyes shimmered with worry. "Xiao Yan! Are you alright?"
"I'm fine… cough cough..." Xiao Yan coughed up blood as he spoke, his voice weak. "Sorry… that bastard went insane at the end. He devoured everyone else. I couldn't save them all…"
"Agh, who cares about those people? As long as you're okay!" Zi Yan held back tears as she looked at his battered form. "It's my fault. If I were as strong as my father, you wouldn't have to fight so hard…"
"Enough of that. You're the Dragon Emperor now. You can't go crying like a little girl." Xiao Yan wiped her tears away, then coughed again, forcing a weak smile. "Besides… things aren't over yet."
With that, he turned toward Yaotian Xiao, the Three Heavenly Phoenixes, and the others still locked in combat with the elders.
The moment they felt his gaze, their scalps went numb. After all, Xiao Yan had just taken down a rampaging North Dragon King who had used a forbidden array. If he joined the fight, none of them would survive.
"I… I'll leave right now!" Yaotian Xiao quickly shouted in fear.
"This place has a nice view. Why don't you all stay?" Xiao Yan's tone remained calm.
The next moment, an immense wave of soul power burst from him and formed a new soul clone. This time, he didn't hold back. The clone immediately activated Annihilation Flame Eyes, and with a flash of purple-red light, the soul of the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan's elder exploded.
Seeing that, Yaotian Xiao finally panicked. He screamed in desperation, "Spare me! From now on, the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan will serve you!"
"No need. I have no interest in your clan." Xiao Yan's hand seal shifted. His soul clone turned into the Tower of Spirit Refinement, enveloping Yaotian Xiao. In mere moments, his soul was refined and consumed, and all his memories flowed into Xiao Yan's mind.
"Next… it's your turn." Xiao Yan's cold gaze fell on the Three Heavenly Phoenixes.
"We are from the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan! If you dare harm us, our clan leader will never let you go!" one of the three shouted, clearly shaken. They hoped their clan's name could scare Xiao Yan off.
"Perfect. I wasn't planning on sparing you anyway." Xiao Yan raised his palm, and once more, the Tower of Spirit Refinement shot forth, trapping all three of them.
"The Sky Demon Phoenix Clan? I'll be visiting soon. And I promise you this—very soon, there won't be any so-called three great magical beast clans left on the Dou Qi Continent. Only the Ancient Void Dragon Clan… will remain king."
(End of Chapter)
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