Dragon Tamer-Chapter 480 - 482: Chop Candle Dragon

Chapter 480: Chapter 482: Chop Candle Dragon

Dragon Blood surged violently; scales, along with skin and flesh, had been shaved off by Zhu Minglang’s inconsistent Sword Fighting Sect Sword Technique—which he hadn’t used for some time—leaving different depths of cuts on the Gold Demon Dragon King!

And before this blood had the chance to flow and splatter onto the ground, it turned into wisps of bloody vapor, drifting towards the TianSha Dragon King, who was locked in combat with the Holy Candle Dragon King.

The Blood-sucking Feather Scales of the TianSha Dragon frantically absorbed the Gold Demon Dragon King’s bloody vapor, making its scale feathers even more vibrant and sturdy.

The TianSha Dragon’s scale feathers were extremely flexible, able to change shape at will, especially after absorbing fresh blood vapor; they could even turn into terrifying Blade Array Feathers!

Each feather was hard and flat, its edges as sharp as honed blades. When the TianSha Dragon erected all such Blade Array Scale Feathers, it became a veritable meat-grinding dragon!

It had a slender body and a supple, thin tail, which avoided the Holy Candle Dragon King’s pounce. With a whip of its tail, it was like rows of sharp knives slicing under the Holy Candle Dragon King’s belly!!

The Holy Candle Dragon King’s abdomen was scored with bloody marks, and the blood of the Holy Dragon flowed out, while the Blood-Sucking Feather Scales of the TianSha Dragon King once again turned this fresh blood into wisps of vapor, absorbing it into the TianSha Dragon’s body!

The TianSha Dragon had been injured in the previous struggle with the Holy Candle Dragon King, with several dents on its back and a few broken bones, but the replenishment of the two dragons’ blood healed the TianSha Dragon King’s injuries rapidly, and even restored much of its vitality that had been drained in the battle with the Malevolent Water Dragon!!

Little Prince Zhao Yu’s face had already turned livid with a shade of black!

Was the TianSha Dragon King some kind of vampire!?!

As long as it wasn’t seriously wounded, ordinary cuts could be healed by its Blood-Sucking Feather Scales; where exactly did such an Evil Dragon come from!

Little Prince Zhao Yu, of course, didn’t know that the TianSha Dragon was a variant of the Mourning Dragon, natural hunters whose many abilities had already disappeared in the Spiritual Realm, originating from the most ancient species, virtually without natural predators!

With strange abilities that were hard to counter, the Mourning Dragons’ bloodthirsty and belligerent nature was perfectly embodied in the TianSha Dragon.

First biting the Thirty Thousand Year Old Malevolent Water Dragon, then drinking the blood of the Holy Candle Dragon King, the TianSha Dragon King didn’t even spare the Demon Blood from the Gold Demon Dragon King; such was a dragon born for slaughtering, caring nothing for noble bloodlines or esteemed races—all were but delicious mobile blood banks in the TianSha Dragon’s eyes!!

“Zhu Minglang, you and I will be implacable enemies!!” Little Prince Zhao Yu held back his anger for a long while before eventually spitting out this statement.

“Are you planning to run away?” Zhu Minglang sneered coldly.

Generally, those who shout such words are ready to flee.

Sure enough, Little Prince Zhao Yu no longer wished to continue fighting. The Holy Candle Dragon King’s neck was controlled by a golden Dragon Control Rope, and he grabbed it, pulling the increasingly furious Holy Candle Dragon King upwards!

The Holy Candle Dragon King’s eyes were red with rage. It seemed unwilling to leave so readily; it wanted to swallow the TianSha Dragon whole and dissolve it with stomach acid.

“Go!!” Little Prince Zhao Yu roared almost desperately.

Only then did the Holy Candle Dragon King lift its head high and fly towards the fracturing, collapsing veins of the earth.

No sooner had they flown a kilometer than Little Prince Zhao Yu’s expression turned even more ferocious. This should have been a day of undying achievement for him, but because of Zhu Minglang, he even lost the high-bloodline Fire Chi Dragon!

To have to flee in such a disgraceful manner was an insult Little Prince Zhao Yu, who was always so proud and arrogant, had never before experienced!

The more he thought about it, the angrier the young Prince Zhao Yu became. He wished he could pull on the Dragon Control Rope again, march back there, and slaughter Zhu Minglang and the others clean!

But with his teeth shattered, this Prince had to swallow his pride.

His soul had already been injured, if one more of these two dragons were to be killed, it might become difficult for him to rise again!

With the green hills still there, as a Prince, he would ultimately be able to gather Spiritual Medicine from around the world to make up for this loss, but finding a second Ancestral Fire Chi Dragon might prove exceedingly difficult!

“Did I say you could leave?” Suddenly, Zhu Minglang’s voice came from nearby, startling Prince Zhao Yu into turning pale!

Less than a hundred meters away, Zhu Minglang stood with his sword, positioned between the starry wings of the Heavenly Slaugher Dragon.

At that moment, the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon changed its Scale Feathers again, turning a dusky hue which allowed it to move effortlessly through the dark Veins of the Earth, its speed astonishigly fast, as if it could instantly traverse from one shadowy area to another.

The TianSha Dragon King easily caught up with the Holy Candle Dragon King, and a pair of sharp, curved, bloodthirsty fangs were revealed from the gaping dragon maw!!

The Heavenly Slaughter Dragon struck from the darkness, its wings opening more magnificently, and without claws, it relied on its terrifying fangs to instantly suffocate and kill its enemy!

Like its master, the Holy Candle Dragon King became panic-stricken, thrashing its tail wildly in an attempt to block the dark bite of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon.

However, the attack of the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon was just a feint.

Standing on its back, Zhu Minglang used the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon’s diving speed to turn himself into a beam of light, passing through the sweeping tail of the Holy Candle Dragon!

“Roaming Dragon Sword!!!”

The sword danced like a dragon on either side, its already scorching blade causing friction with the surrounding air, intensifying the flames to burn more fiercely, making the Dragon Sword wielded by Zhu Minglang appear magnificently huge and ablaze with roaring flames!!

With the Fire Roaming Dragon accompanying Zhu Minglang’s final burst of strength, one could see a surging, fiery Fire Dragon roaring forth, making the supremely noble Holy Candle Dragon King look like nothing more than a tiny yellow snake!

Below the dusky sea bottom, flames surged, and a stunning sword of fire caused the ocean to instantly boil over. The black, solid earth of the sea bottom was pierced by this roaming dragon sword, and both the young Prince Zhao Yu and the Holy Candle Dragon King were blasted down to the oceanic rock layer, down to the slope beneath the sea!!

Because of this sword strike, hundreds of miles of the sea area boiled and churned, and the seabed was deepened because of this sword!

The seabed seemed to be experiencing an earthquake disaster, with the rock base shattering and several Veins of the Earth breaking. The previously tranquil underwater world inexplicably gained several unfathomably deep ocean trenches, creating a terrifying scene that seemed to herald a new minor catastrophe!

The Holy Candle Dragon King was blasted into several pieces by this sword.

One part of its body was at the traces of the Earth Veins, another on the ocean floor rocks, and yet another on the slope of the seabed…

Unless it possessed the ability to come back to life, it was going to be difficult for the Holy Candle Dragon King to survive; the part of its body including its head was gushing blood, and while the blood could not spread in the bottom of the sea, it settled near the ocean mud, spreading out on the seabed in a thick, bright red layer, striking to the eye!

The young Prince Zhao Yu was also naive.

Back when Zhu Minglang had not yet reached the King Level in his cultivation, he could contend with King-level strongmen just with his Sword Territory. Now that he had truly reached the King Level, how could he possibly fear a Dragon King with the same level of cultivation??