Dragon Tamer

It was like a lion hunting a pack of wolves, having already bitten the leader of the pack to death, getting ready to enjoy the delicious wolf meat when suddenly, a prairie mouse darted out from behind and stole some scraps…

“Zhu Minglang, how about we play a game?” Zhao Yu said.

By then, the Fire Chi Dragon with its teeth broken had already turned around and coiled itself around Zhao Yu, its fierce and powerful flames of hair swaying as if tongues of fire were dancing!

The Fire Chi Dragon stared down Zhu Minglang with arrogance, just like its master, full of disdain!

Zhu Minglang did not respond, facing the Fire Chi Dragon with calm and composure; on the palm of his right hand, traces of fire were slowly extending along his palm lines!

“You can start running now, I won’t stop you.”

“But you’d better run fast enough, faster than my Fire Chi Dragon’s ascent. Otherwise, before you find a safe haven, you, Zhu Minglang, will become the first fresh meat for my Fire Chi Dragon’s ascension to kingship!”

“Your ability to escape has always been commendable. Many years ago, you escaped from the claws of my Dragon King. I wonder if you can remain unscathed this time.”

Prince Zhao Yu spoke unhurriedly, his composure brimming with confidence. He was so confident that not only would Zhu Minglang fail to cause the slightest ripple, even if he tried to flee, he couldn’t escape from the palm of his hand!

“This dragon is not bad,” Zhu Minglang said, pointing at the Fire Chi Dragon.

“Of course, it is. Among all the Azure Dragons known for their fire, mine is the best,” Zhao Yu replied with a hint of pride in his tone.

Indeed, the Holy Candle Dragon King’s cultivation base was higher than the Fire Chi Dragon’s, but that was only temporary. Once the Fire Chi Dragon ascended to Dragon King, it would possess a certain Divine Soul Life Pattern, and its cultivation would increase at a faster rate than the Holy Candle Dragon King’s.

The Holy Candle Dragon King was already considered a precious dragon of this world, but compared to the Fire Chi Dragon, there was still a long way to go.

It was precisely because of the Fire Chi Dragon that Zhao Yu now had the confidence to disregard Zhu Gate and King An’s Mansion!

Besides, as a prince, what would happen if he trampled a Little Inner Court of Zhu Gate or killed a bunch of people from King An’s Mansion? Would anyone dare to question him or seek retribution??

How many people could boast an identity as noble as his?

After the Fire Chi Dragon’s ascension, lying dormant for a few years, how many would dare to compete with him for power?

“Is it an Ancestral Dragon?” Zhu Minglang then asked.

“Correct!”

“How about we change the game. Since your Fire Chi Dragon is so formidable, let’s see if it can withstand one move from me!” Zhu Minglang also smiled at this point, a smile that wasn’t wild but gentle and composed.

“Hahaha, are you trying to scare me? Do you think I can’t discern that you have no divine mortal cultivation left in you??” Prince Zhao Yu said.

“Didn’t I tell you? I am now a Dragon Shepherd,” Zhu Minglang stated.

As he spoke, Zhu Minglang’s right hand slowly lifted, and his palm, wrist, and arm were now covered with dense, fiery red patterns that made his skin gleam as if it had been tempered by fire, radiating a golden glow and a blazing light!

“Dragon Shepherd???” Prince Zhao Yu was laughing so hard he could barely stand straight, one hand bracing against the majestic God’s Might Fire Chi Dragon coiling around him. His laughter began to warp as he said, “So you’re a Dragon Shepherd, right, right, right, you are now a Dragon Shepherd, then where is your dragon? Summon it and let me have a look…”

“As you wish.” Zhu Minglang suddenly stretched out his hand, his gaze shining with divine splendor, and the casual, gentle air about him changed in an instant!

There was a force, like a sudden storm in the heat of summer, that gathered all the heated air of heaven and earth together and then rampaged across the mountains and land—Zhu Minglang was exuding such an aura now. And it wasn’t just searing heat—it was an intensity that could scorch the skies and devour the earth!!

His hair flew about, its jet black locks unleashing a golden fiery radiance.

Red flame muscles spread across Zhu Minglang’s right arm, and they were rapidly crawling over his entire body. From his arm to his chest, from his chest to his whole body, in that moment, the mortal flesh of Zhu Minglang seemed to shed its skin and transform into a sanctified body of flame, each piece of skin, each bone and marrow, radiating the light of molten flame!

“Sword Spirit Dragon!”

With a call, his demeanor underwent a massive change once more, his eyes burning fiercely like raging flames!

In the center of the Earth Vein Fire Pistil, the Metal Sword Bolls had already shed all their outer husks. To be precise, these were the chrysalises of metal dragons, cradling an ancient sword refined to divinity.

This Ancient Sword blazed with intense resplendence, and the moment Zhu Minglang called its name, it stirred up billowing clouds of fire, shooting through the air and landing in Zhu Minglang’s hand, now glowing with fiery patterns!

“Sword Meteor Sword Technique—Vermillion Bird Sword!”

As the sword fire blossomed, Zhu Minglang was already in motion the moment he gripped the sword. His posture seemed incredibly slow, but multiple afterimages began to appear around him. With the Sword Spirit Dragon now in hand, the previous intense aura exploded outward like an ancient dragon sweeping across the land, its entire body a glowing crimson, with only shadows visible, not its form, enveloping Zhu Minglang who was dancing with the Spirit Sword!!

This grandeur surpassed even the restless tide of fire raised by the Earth Vein Fire Pistil. It was as if Zhu Minglang, wielding the sword, was the true incarnation of the Divine Fire Pistil.

As the sword was swung out, a cry could be heard, followed by an Ancient Divine Vermillion Bird flying out from Zhu Minglang’s sword!!!

The Ancient Divine Vermilion Bird’s skin was constructed from extremely pure liquid flame, each feather even more so being formed from turbulent liquid fire. The overwhelming Sword Qi Hong served as the Great Vermilion Bird’s skeleton. It did not appear to be an illusion, but rather, the actual arrival of the Vermilion Bird, summoned by Zhu Minglang with a world-shaking sword stroke. It soared above all life, sacred and beyond provocation or intrusion!!

Prince Zhao Yu’s smile had frozen on his face; only now did he realize what his Fire Chi Dragon had previously been gnawing on.

It was a sword, a dragon transformed from a sword spirit!!

Zhu Minglang had already been refining this Earth Vein Divine Pistil!!

“Boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The traces of the veins of the earth shook violently; a rock strata vein that snaked above the cavern collapsed under the Vermillion Bird Sword, and rocks heavy as mountains from the earth’s depths crashed down, burying the vein marks of the earth.

The Fire Chi Dragon, like a plump worm, was seized by a bird of prey so effortlessly that any attempt to resist or struggle was utterly pointless!

One could see the God’s Might Fire Chi Dragon’s body crumble and burn under the might of the sword. Despite also possessing Fiery Scales and Flame Muscle, the sword Zhu Minglang wielded bore an inherent Sword Might that could slice the Fire Chi Dragon to pieces, not to mention the accompanying Blazing Divine Fire, which was far superior to the Fire Chi Dragon’s fire attribute.

So-called the ultimate among the Flame Azure Dragons, it screamed in agony as it burned within the flames, reduced to nothing but a skeletal frame!!

The Vermillion Bird Sword swooped over Prince Zhao Yu’s head, and as his proudly touted Fire Chi Dragon was vanquished by a single stroke, the pain of his Soul Contract Broken struck amidst his shock and horror, causing Prince Zhao Yu’s body to convulse violently!!