Four ancient elders of the Dragon Clan: Taotian Dragon Emperor, Batian Dragon Emperor, Cangmang Dragon Emperor, and Juwang Dragon Emperor.
In the Dragon Clan, reaching the eighth level of Divine Heaven Realm grants one the title of Dragon Emperor, the ninth level makes one a Dragon God, and the tenth level earns the title of Ancestor Dragon. However, only those who truly attain the Eternal Divine Seat can be called Ancestor Dragon. Yet, it has been tens of thousands of years since the Dragon Clan last had an Ancestor Dragon who achieved the Eternal Divine Seat.
At this moment, the four Dragon Emperors had slightly pale faces, with sweat dripping from their foreheads. The weapon resting on the young man’s shoulder exerted tremendous pressure upon them, as if it suppressed them from the depths of their souls.
“What kind of blade is this?” Taotian Dragon Emperor, standing ten zhang tall with eyes like oxen glowing with sharp light, now showed panic.
Once known for his terrifying might that subjugated all beings, he now felt palpitations in the presence of this human—an unimaginable sensation.
“The Dragon-Slaying Blade,” Lin Fan replied calmly, stroking the white blade. “This blade was forged specifically to cut down dragons—Ancestor Dragons, Dragon Gods, and Dragon Emperors. I don’t even know how many have fallen to it.”
“Are you afraid yet? In awe? Shocked?”
Lin Fan smiled faintly, looking at the four Dragon Emperors before him.
“Master, we’d better finish this quickly. We don’t have much time,” the Buddha Sage said calmly, eyeing the four dragons.
Although he couldn’t defeat the four dragons himself, Lin Fan was here. Fighting was naturally Lin Fan’s job.
The rebel army stared at the four dragons, eyes wide with amazement. This was truly an eye-opening experience—they had witnessed one of the Ten Ancient Fierce Beasts: the Dragon Clan.
Though they had heard of the Dragon Clan before, they had never seen one. Now that they had, their knowledge had greatly expanded.
Even more shocking was that their captain had defeated the Tenth Prince of the Dragon Clan. To the rebels, this was simply overpowered.
At this moment, every rebel gazed at their captain with admiration.
This was the idol in their hearts.
“Don’t worry, bald monk. I’ve got it under control,” Lin Fan said with a confident smile, as if everything were already in his grasp.
The Buddha Sage rolled his eyes. “Control, my foot.”
Though suppressed by the Dragon-Slaying Blade, the four Dragon Emperors still glared coldly at Lin Fan. “Arrogant talk. Today, we will capture you and deliver you to the Ancestor Dragon for judgment.”
“Then come at me,” Lin Fan said, motioning with his hand. These few opponents were simply beneath his notice.
Though they were worth some experience points, the gains weren’t particularly significant.
Lin Fan had already calculated: to level up, he needed to kill at least thirty experts at the eighth level of the Divine Heaven Realm.
“Human, your crimes are unforgivable by heaven and earth. Come with us and accept your punishment,” Taotian Dragon Emperor roared, his hands moving as ten dragon claws surged forth, accompanied by endless waves of dragon qi.
“Seize the four directions, control the heavens and earth, leaving this human nowhere to escape,” Cangmang Dragon Emperor cried, emitting a vast and ancient aura. This aura, like a dragon, transformed into countless giant dragons that surrounded the heavens and earth, sealing everything completely.
“Dragon Emperor’s Wrath Flame!”
“Unmatched Strength!”
In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled. A mighty force erupted violently.
The Dragon Clan lived for eons, with profound magical power. By nature, they crushed all beings beneath them. One move from them shook the heavens and moved the spirits, causing terror in all who witnessed it.
The rebel army, under this force, swayed like small boats in a storm, nearly crushed.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
The Buddha Sage chanted, emitting a ray of holy light that enveloped the rebels. In such a battle, they could barely survive. Even a slight leakage of the pressure could tear them apart.
“You dragons are being too reckless. But your power is too weak for me to even bother fighting. Since that’s the case, let your Tenth Prince properly discipline you.”
Lin Fan flicked his finger, the laws of the world shifting. Time abruptly froze.
“Roar!”
A dragon’s roar pierced the nine heavens as a Yin-Yang dragon flew out from Lin Fan’s inner world. This Yin-Yang dragon was none other than the Tenth Prince.
When the four Dragon Emperors saw this scene, their hearts trembled. They couldn’t believe their eyes and cried out in shock.
“Tenth Prince!”
The Yin-Yang dragon stretched ten thousand zhang long, half its body sinking into the void. Its dragon whiskers stretched a hundred zhang, and with the slightest movement, the void trembled and shattered.
“Roar!”
The Tenth Prince opened its mouth, instantly unleashing the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds. Each sound transformed into a giant dragon, rushing toward the four Dragon Emperors.
The Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds was a secret technique passed down only within the Dragon Clan. No one outside the clan could master it fully—except Lin Fan, the system-wielding cheat.
“The Tenth Prince has cultivated the ‘Ancestor Dragon Reincarnation Art!'” the four Dragon Emperors shouted in shock upon seeing the true form of the Tenth Prince.
“How is this possible? The ‘Ancestor Dragon Reincarnation Art’ requires a Yin-Yang constitution. The Yin and Yang energies in this world have long since vanished. How could the Tenth Prince cultivate the ‘Ancestor Dragon Reincarnation Art’?”
“Something’s wrong. The Tenth Prince is even stronger than before.”
Four elder dragon emperors—Overwhelming Dragon Emperor, Tyrant Dragon Emperor, Boundless Dragon Emperor, and Colossal Dragon Emperor—stood together. In the dragon clan, one who reaches the eighth level of the Divine Heaven Realm is called a Dragon Emperor, the ninth level a Dragon God, and the tenth level an Ancestral Dragon. However, only those who truly attain the Eternal Divine Throne can be called Ancestral Dragons. Yet, for tens of thousands of years, no dragon in the clan has achieved this status.
At this moment, the four Dragon Emperors looked slightly pale, their foreheads drenched in sweat. The weapon carried on the shoulder of the figure before them exerted immense pressure, as if it was a natural counter to their very essence.
“What kind of blade is this?” asked the Overwhelming Dragon Emperor, standing ten zhang tall, his eyes like those of an ox, gleaming with a fierce light. Yet, now they revealed a trace of panic. He, the Overwhelming Dragon Emperor, whose might subdued all things, was now feeling a sense of dread from this human before him—something unimaginable.
“The Dragon-Slaying Blade,” Lin Fan replied indifferently, running his fingers along the snow-white edge. “This blade is made for slaying dragons—Ancestral Dragons, Dragon Gods, Dragon Emperors. I’ve lost count of how many it has cut down.”
“Are you scared? Terrified? Shocked?” Lin Fan chuckled lightly, gazing at the four Dragon Emperors.
“Benefactor, it’s best we finish this quickly. Time is running short,” said the Venerable Shakyamuni, calmly observing the four dragons. Though he couldn’t defeat them, Lin Fan was here, and it was naturally his role to handle the fight.
The members of the rebel army stared intently at the four dragons. This was an eye-opening experience for them; they had never expected to witness one of the ancient ten great ferocious beasts—the dragon clan. Though they had heard of the dragon clan, they had never seen one in person. Now, their knowledge had expanded significantly.
What was even more astonishing was that their captain had once fought the Tenth Prince of the dragon clan. To the rebel army, this was nothing short of domineering.
At this moment, all the members of the rebel army looked at their captain with admiration. This was the idol they had always envisioned.
“Don’t worry, bald monk. I’ve got this under control,” Lin Fan said with a confident smile, as if everything was within his grasp.
The Venerable Shakyamuni rolled his eyes. “Under control, my foot.”
Though the four Dragon Emperors were suppressed by the Dragon-Slaying Blade, they still glared coldly at Lin Fan. “You boast too much. Today, we will capture you and deliver you to the Ancestral Dragon for judgment.”
“Then come at me,” Lin Fan beckoned. These guys truly weren’t worth his attention. Though they might offer some experience points, it wasn’t nearly enough.
Lin Fan had already calculated that to level up, he’d need to slay at least thirty more eighth-level Divine Heaven Realm experts.
“Human, your sins are immense, and the heavens will not tolerate you. Come with us and face your punishment!” roared the Overwhelming Dragon Emperor, his palms thrusting forward, his dragon claws spreading across the sky as endless dragon energy surged forth.
“Occupy the four directions, control the heavens and earth, and leave this human with no escape!” screeched the Boundless Dragon Emperor, releasing a vast, ancient aura that transformed into countless dragons, encircling the heavens and earth, sealing off all escape routes.
“Dragon Emperor’s Wrath!”
“Unmatched Colossal Strength!”
In an instant, the earth shook, and a terrifying aura erupted. The dragon clan, with their infinite lifespans and immense power, naturally dominated all living beings. A single move from them could shake the heavens and earth, striking fear into the hearts of all.
The rebel army swayed under this immense power, like a small boat in a storm, on the verge of being crushed at any moment.
“Amitabha,” chanted the Venerable Shakyamuni, enveloping the rebel army in a protective Buddhist light. In such a battle, they wouldn’t last long; even a wisp of the dragons’ aura could obliterate them.
“You dragons are getting a bit too arrogant. But your strength is too weak for me to bother with. Since that’s the case, let your Tenth Prince teach you a lesson.”
Lin Fan flicked his finger, and the laws of time came to a halt.
“Roar!”
A dragon’s roar echoed through the heavens as a Yin-Yang Dragon shot out from Lin Fan’s inner world. This dragon was none other than the Tenth Prince.
The four Dragon Emperors were stunned, their voices trembling with disbelief. “The Tenth Prince!”
The Yin-Yang Dragon stretched ten thousand zhang long, half of its body submerged in the void, its whiskers extending a hundred zhang. With the slightest movement, the void trembled and shattered.
“Roar!”
The Tenth Prince opened its mouth, unleashing the Eight Heavenly Dragon Tones. Each tone transformed into a dragon, charging toward the four Dragon Emperors.
The Eight Heavenly Dragon Tones were a secret technique of the dragon clan, one that no outsider could master to its highest level—except for Lin Fan, who possessed a system that defied all norms.
“The Tenth Prince has cultivated the ‘Ancestral Dragon Reincarnation Art,'” the four Dragon Emperors exclaimed in shock.
“How is this possible? The ‘Ancestral Dragon Reincarnation Art’ requires a Yin-Yang constitution. The Yin and Yang energies of this world have long since vanished. How could the Tenth Prince have mastered it?”
“Not good. The Tenth Prince’s power has grown far beyond what it was before.”
“The might of the Ancestral Dragon shakes the heavens and earth.”
The Overwhelming Dragon Emperor opened its massive mouth, spewing out a golden dragon pearl. Surrounding the pearl were miniature dragons, and in an instant, it unleashed a vast, overwhelming force that blocked the Tenth Prince’s Eight Heavenly Dragon Tones.
“Ancestral Dragon Reincarnation, Eightfold Dragon Diagram.”
The Tenth Prince’s massive body trembled slightly, causing the void to explode. A dragon diagram spread across the heavens and earth, like a dragon kingdom, with the shadows of Yin-Yang reincarnation flickering. Its claw descended upon the four Dragon Emperors.
Boom!
Boom!
Under this immense pressure, the bodies of the four Dragon Emperors exploded, their dragon blood spilling everywhere. Not a single part of their bodies remained intact.
“Wow, this is incredible. I’d almost forgotten about the Tenth Prince, but he’s been silently cultivating the ‘Ancestral Dragon Reincarnation Art’ to such a level. It’s simply explosive.”
Though the Tenth Prince’s cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Divine Heaven Realm, the power it unleashed was unparalleled. Even the four Dragon Emperors combined were no match for it.
“No, these four Dragon Emperors must not die. They must be captured and saved, so they can cultivate the ‘Ancestral Dragon Reincarnation Art.'”
Lin Fan had discovered a new frontier. If he could cultivate an entire army of dragons, who could possibly stand against him?
“Tenth Prince, it’s us! It’s us!” The four Dragon Emperors were utterly shocked by the Tenth Prince’s overwhelming power, which crushed them without mercy.
“Stop,” Lin Fan waved his hand, signaling the Tenth Prince to stand down.
The Tenth Prince, who was about to crush the four dragons to death, reverted to human form and stood beside Lin Fan.
“You have offended our master. You deserve death,” the Tenth Prince said coldly. Since coming under Lin Fan’s guidance, he had found true purpose in life. Reflecting on his past actions, he realized how much time he had wasted.
“See? Your Tenth Prince has been guided onto the right path under my loving care. Will you continue to remain lost? Come into my embrace, and I will guide you onto the right path as well,” Lin Fan said.
The four Dragon Emperors exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock.
“It seems the Tenth Prince has been completely controlled by this human.”
“We must report this back immediately.”
…
Taotian Dragon Emperor opened his massive mouth, spitting out a golden dragon pearl.
Around the pearl, countless tiny dragons swirled. In an instant, the pearl unleashed a vast and mighty force, completely blocking the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds from the Tenth Prince.
“Ancestor Dragon Reincarnation, Eightfold Pagoda.”
The Tenth Prince’s massive dragon body trembled slightly. The void exploded, and a dragon painting spread across the sky like a dragon kingdom. Yin and Yang reincarnation shadows flickered as the Tenth Prince struck the four Dragon Emperors with one mighty claw.
Boom!
Boom!
Under this immense pressure, the dragon bodies of the four Dragon Emperors continuously exploded, their blood spilling everywhere. Their entire bodies were battered and broken.
“Wow, this is incredible. I completely forgot about the Tenth Prince, but he silently cultivated the ‘Ancestor Dragon Reincarnation Art’ to such a level. He’s about to explode with power!”
Although the Tenth Prince was at the eighth level of the Divine Heaven Realm, the combat power he unleashed was unparalleled. Even the combined strength of the four Dragon Emperors could not match him.
“No way. These four Dragon Emperors absolutely cannot die. I must capture them and save them, letting them cultivate the ‘Ancestor Dragon Reincarnation Art.'”
At this moment, Lin Fan had discovered a new path. If he could cultivate a dragon army in the future, who could possibly rival him?
“Tenth Prince, it’s us! It’s us!” The four Dragon Emperors never expected the Tenth Prince to be this powerful, being crushed mercilessly.
“Stop,” Lin Fan waved his hand, ordering the Tenth Prince to retreat.
The Tenth Prince, who had been about to crush the four dragons into death, transformed back into human form and stood beside Lin Fan.
“You have offended the Master. You deserve death,” the Tenth Prince said coldly. Since joining the Master, he had understood the meaning of his life.
Reflecting on his past actions, he realized how much time he had wasted.
“See that? Your Tenth Prince has already been guided onto the right path under my loving education. Don’t you want to follow him? Come into my embrace, and I will guide you to the right path,” Lin Fan said.
The four Dragon Emperors exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock.
“It seems the Tenth Prince has already been controlled by this human.”
“This matter must be reported back immediately.”
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