Mao Lang was baffled. He couldn't believe his eyes.
Was there such a powerful cultivator hiding inside the Primordial Dragon Empire?
And as soon as he thought about the upper-stage cultivators of the Primordial Dragon Empire, his eyes widened as the identity of the man he was fighting with beca clear.
It was then that he rembered a conversation with Lin Feng.
He was boasting to him to reassure Lin Feng's heart when he had been injured by the sect master:
"Brat, you should have let take control. No one would've been able to touch you with there."
Lin Feng, who had just begun healing his wound with the help of the Divine Wood Pearl, groaned:
"Yes, Senior. You are powerful, but I didn't want to reveal your existence while I'm in this empire."
Mao Lang, genuinely curious to know the reason, asked:
"Huh? But why?"
Lin Feng sighed and replied while ignoring the pain from his wound:
"It's because there is soone in this empire we must avoid making an enemy out of. Even with you, I'm not sure we can survive going against him."
"Oh?" Mao Lang raised his eyebrows with curiosity:
"There is soone who can make even you feel threatened?"
Lin Feng nodded:
"There are many, not one; however, I'm especially afraid of one of them. Every upper-stage cultivator is dangerous, but with you, I can hope to defeat them."
He paused, his expression that of fear, as he added:
"However, one of them has a reputation that makes want to avoid him at all costs. He is said to be undefeated and without any equal."
It was after a long ti that Mao Lang saw that fearful expression appear on Lin Feng's face.
He had beco too powerful to fear anyone.
He snickered, shrugging as he spoke:
"Reputation cannot be believed. It is mostly exaggerated."
Lin Feng agreed:
"Yes, I agree, but his case is different."
His voice turned grim as he continued:
"Whoever he fought has experienced despair. Even though the poison emperor is most dreaded, he is still behind the Dragon Emperor!"
"Dragon Emperor..." Mao whispered under his breath, repeating the na.
Lin Feng added more:
"Dragon Emperor is said to have dragon scales and claws that are indestructible. Even the poison emperor's poison arts cannot poison him. The ice of the Ice Empress fails to freeze him, and the lightning of the Lightning Emperor admits defeat when it ets him."
He remained silent for a while and then continued:
"Even though they haven't fought against each other with the intent to kill, it is still common knowledge that the dragon emperor is the strongest!"
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And Mao Lang was face-to-face with that dragon emperor.
His eyes widened as he realized what kind of foe he was facing.
Just how stupid had I been?
He literally has dragon claws and dragon scales on his armor.
Why did it take so long to recognize him?
Wait!
It was then that he noticed the dragon emperor looking at him.
His whole body scread in fear.
He wanted to just run away, but damn the blocking array!
It was at that mont that he noticed the dragon emperor vanish.
He could only see him for a second before he felt a knee dig into his stomach, sending him flying like a rag doll!
Boom!
He crashed into the ground, forming a small crater from the impact.
Cough!
As he tried to get up, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling an excruciating amount of pain in his abdon.
It was as if a hamr had struck him with full force in the stomach.
As he sohow managed to get up on one knee, he saw Shang Long appear in front of him.
The Dragon Emperor's claw shot forward and grabbed his throat, lifting him from the ground with ease.
"Argh..."
Mao Lang struggled, grabbing the arm around his neck. His legs flailed in the air as he felt the grip tightening.
He knew that his neck would be squashed under the force applied by the grip of Shang Long's vice like grasp.
Instantly deciding to counterattack, he forced his ridians and qi core to burst lightning and send it coursing through the claw that was gripping his neck.
Crackle! Crackle!
The lightning entered Shang Long's arms, which were covered by dragon scales.
This lightning was potent, carrying the maximum current Mao Lang could muster.
He was confident in gaining his freedom from Shang Long's grip with that lightning.
However, what happened next shocked him.
Shang Long only flinched a little as the lightning began to color his claw scales dark.
It was evident that the current was harming him; however, it wasn't enough to make him let go of his hold.
Mao Lang's eyes widened as he felt the grip around his neck tighten even further.
He could feel death approaching.
His mind was going blank as he slapped in desperation at the forearm of the claw that was squeezing life out of him.
Will I die like this?
This pathetically?
Lin Feng I've let you down...
Forgive ...
And just as he had given up on his life,
A figure appeared behind him, moving at an extrely high speed towards the Dragon Emperor.
Shang Long noticed the figure as well, and it was then that he saw the figure thrusting his palms towards him.
His palms released white flas in a tidal wave, almost like a horizontal tornado coming out of a rotating flathrower.
The white flas were huge as they engulfed the dragon emperor, and as if they had their own mind, they didn't even touch Mao Lang.
Mao Lang, however, didn't feel the grip any looser.
It was clear that these flas weren't enough to make the dragon emperor release Mao Lang.
And just when Mao Lang felt that he was going to get squashed under the force of the grip,
Another figure appeared, shooting through the air as he kicked the hand that grabbed Mao Lang.
Since the Dragon Emperor was engulfed in pure white flas, his vision was not clear.
It was because of that that he could only sense the second figure but not see it.
And when the impact of the kick ca in, his grip loosened for a fraction of a second.
And that fraction of a second was enough for the second figure to grab Mao Lang and push him out of his grip.
He carried Mao Lang on his shoulder, running away before the white flas receded.
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(A/N - Thanks for reading. ^..^)
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