Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 762 - 771: Pigs Waiting for the Slaughter

Dragon City.

The grand castle stood within the walls, like a sovereign nation unto itself.

The security here was critical, even more formidable than the residence of Mi Country's Black president, for it housed an ancient power that had been passed down for hundreds of years. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Ye Ling, clutching the fox's collar, arrived at the gates of Dragon City and looked at the open gates with a cold smirk.

Inside the city, on the broad expanse of land, two rows of burly men stood resolute, each holding a gleaming steelblade that reflected a terrifying light.

"Ye Ling! If you know what's good for you, let go of the fox and roll back to where you came from, the elders will spare your life for the great deeds you've once done for Dragon Gate."

"Otherwise, this is not Huaxia, not your headquarters, in Dragon City, you can get in but you won't be able to get out!"

Just then, a young man stepped forward, wielding a steel blade with a circle of black cloth wrapped around his shoulder, which was for identification in case a fight broke out.

Ye Ling glanced back, then at the two rows of solemn-faced burly men: "This Dragon City, I, Ye Ling, can enter as I wish and leave when I desire, you are still not qualified to interrogate."

Having said that, Ye Ling flicked his finger, and Ye Fei leapt forward, charging directly into the fray, and in an instant, sounds of combat echoed throughout Dragon City.

Behind Ye Ling, several hundred burly men also charged in to join the battle, since they had chosen sides, they were doing their duty.

"I offer you a way out, tell me where Cao Hong and the 108 Dragon Guards are trapped, and I will spare your life, otherwise, you are no longer of any value."

Ye Ling looked down at the fox in his grasp, already gasping for breath from his grip, and said coldly. The fox immediately revived his spirits and nodded vigorously.

As long as one could survive, there was a chance for a comeback; if dead, there would be nothing left at all.

"Hongchen, take him there, rescue Cao Hong and the 108 Dragon Guards, and if he plays any tricks, don't waste words on him, just slay him!"

Ao Hongchen nodded, looked at Ye Ling with a smile, then, holding the fox, charged into the fray.

Ouyang Zhennan followed Ye Ling, stepping into the historic Dragon City, amidst the continuous sounds of combat and the splatter of blood.

Bodies fell limp, one after another, and Ye Fei, like a god of slaughter, wielded his gleaming blade, rampaging fiercely through the masses.

The terrifying Golden Core pinnacle's Slaughter Physique made short work of the ordinary men, akin to slaughtering chickens. A flash of the blade meant the demise of over a dozen lives.

Ye Ling and Ouyang Zhennan advanced, stepping over corpses, while Ye Fei and the others attacked frantically, the sounds of battle roaring, their war cries piercing the heavens.

"Divines Hall!"

In his heart, Ye Ling muttered resentfully. That accursed power, one day, he would make the Divines Hall disappear from Earth, vanish forever!

In the crowd, Ye Fei took charge, his blade furiously cleaving through the air, cutting a swath through the enemies, his blade's brilliance piercing Cangqiong.

Ye Ling moved deliberately forward, the several hundred armed men were already in retreat, having been decimated, with many even discarding their weapons and kneeling in surrender.

Fear spreads quickly, one can influence many in an instant, especially since Ye Fei had already intimidated everyone with sheer slaughter, shaking them to their core.

In a matter of minutes, the burly men covered in blood knelt along the roadside, holding their heads, having completely surrendered.

Ye Ling waved his hand, and the hundred men who had already surrendered were now keeping a close watch on one surrenderer after another.

As for Ye Fei, he followed Ye Ling onward, his clothes already dyed crimson.

The scar on his smooth, bald forehead had also been stained red with blood. Following behind Ye Ling, he was like an invincible god of slaughter.

The three men walked forward, and not far away stood the lofty ancient castle that housed the top echelons of Dragon Gate and boasted a history of several thousand years.

They walked slowly along a pathway paved with green bricks, but at that moment, five formidable figures quietly appeared in front.

Three of these powerful beings were in the early stages of Tribulation Transcending, and two were in the late stages of Golden Core. The five of them stood proudly, their expressions stern.

Then, one after another, strong figures appeared, all at the Foundation Establishment Stage. There were more than twenty of them, all looking tense.

These were the entirety of Dragon Gate's so-called elders, including Elder Cui and his group. In order to kill Ye Ling, they had pulled out all their resources.

"If you retreat now, you can still live!"

A powerful figure from the Transcendance Tribulation Stage spoke in a cold voice, but Ye Ling shook his head, "These words, I think they should be addressed to you, don't you think?"

"Ye Ling! You're being too presumptuous. This is Dragon City, and even if you were once the Dragon Lord, you can't kill your way into Dragon City. Do you know that's a capital offense!"

"Hmph, creating so much bloodshed, you really deserve to die. Now that you've lost all your cultivation, you're just a toothless old tiger who still dares to be so arrogant!"

Facing the jeering from the strong figures on the other side, Ye Fei clenched his teeth, ready to step forward, only to be stopped by Ye Ling.

The current Ye Fei was definitely no match for them, definitely not, so unnecessary casualties must be avoided.

"Even without its teeth, a tiger is still a tiger, and no matter how fierce a pig is, it's fated to be slaughtered sooner or later. So, don't use your worldviews to judge a tiger!"

Ye Ling said slowly with a smile and then pointed his finger at the empty air. Suddenly, a huge dark shadow appeared in the sky, its presence terrifying!

The black figure directly covered the skies and earth. With four claws outstretched towards the heavens and whiskers floating, the black scales shimmered with a frightful luster in the sky.

Xiao Hei, a mighty True Dragon just half a step away from being an Immortal, made a terrifying appearance. Its mere presence was already too much to bear for these so-called powerful beings, who struggled not to kneel.

"No! This is impossible! How could it be a dragon, no!"

"It can't be! It can't possibly be! The dragon from Huaxia's National Day Celebration is real?!"

Each of the strong figures was shocked, especially the Martial Artists at the Foundation Establishment Stage. They could no longer stand in the presence of Xiao Hei's dragon breath, which had forced them to kneel.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a dragon's roar echoed through heaven and earth. The strong figures all fell to their knees, unable to stand any longer, their faces pale and blood roiling.

"I told you, you're just pigs waiting to be slaughtered. Before me, you have no right to be arrogant. What do you think?"

Ye Ling smiled faintly, a flash of ferocity in his eyes. Xiao Hei's claw slammed down like a terrifying mountain crashing down.

Boom! The dragon's claw pressed down furiously, stirring up a terrifying gust of wind, surging waves rolling menacingly!