latelenovela Chapter 99 Fire Dragon Attack
Chapter 99 Fire Dragon Attack
Zhong Ming sat upright, secretly circulating his cultivation technique to restore his spiritual power.
With countless high-ranking "leaders" above him, he dared not be lazy. If those great cultivators saw him and said a few words, Instructor Xueyan would have to use him as a human sail again.
Looking into the distance, the Yelan River shimmers in the sunlight, like a golden ribbon stretching across the landscape. Looking westward, the ribbon encircles the mountains, resembling both a graceful woman swaying her hips and a binding rope tightening its grip, locking the surrounding mountains in place.
Looking into the far distance, the dark river had already turned into tiny, hazy specks of light, and at this moment, it was being eroded.
It was corroded by crimson.
Fiery clouds, truly fiery clouds.
The raging fire swept in with terrifying speed, its flames rising thousands of feet high and reaching into the sky. The clouds seemed to be ablaze, displaying a frightening red light.
"Brother Yue! Brother Yue! Have you seen the fire dragon?"
"No, my goodness! I didn't even see it and it's already like this. If it really showed itself, wouldn't it catch fire at the first glance?"
The scene of such madness and destruction made Yue Kaishan briefly forget the grief of losing his arm. As the flames rushed towards them, almost everyone instinctively raised their hands to block them.
The grand formation began to operate, and countless boxes of spirit stones turned into dust at the same time. A faint golden halo poured down from the disc in the sky, like the god of wine pouring golden wine onto the human world, forming a curtain that gently covered Mount Jisui.
The sky and the earth had merged into one in the flames, making it impossible to distinguish up from down.
The fire raged along the banks of the river at night, and the entire river boiled. Countless aquatic creatures had their internal organs melt and their flesh and bones separated under the extreme heat, turning into a large pot of fish soup.
"No, no, no, let me down, let me down!" Several new recruits were terrified and shouted that they wanted to jump down into the "well" and hide in the underground mine tunnels.
Young people who had never seen a grand formation could not imagine what kind of power could withstand such raging flames, but the powerful beings seemed quite at ease.
Flames fill the sky? Isn't this just a wide-range magical technique that disperses spiritual energy? It's far weaker than an attack that focuses all power on one point.
The grand formation then revealed its true form, with golden curtains connecting pieces of "armor plates," each a different color and as captivating as shards of glass.
They covered Jishui Mountain like inverted bowls.
"Activate the divine vision!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the disc above, sounding like the scream of an elderly woman in fright, and the whole mountain trembled.
The disc began to spin, revealing thick chains that connected all the armor plates.
The disc is like a demon that devours colors, "sucking" all colors through the chain, consuming the colorful array until only pure white and absolute black remain.
"combine!"
With another loud shout, the great formation trembled, and the surrounding world became clear. One could clearly see how a large tree was burned to ashes in a few seconds, how a huge rock was baked and cracked open, eventually turning into flowing lava, gradually changing from dark red to orange, and finally becoming blindingly white.
It was as white as the sun looking up at the sky at midday.
Some subtle sounds were amplified, the cracking of trees and rocks was clearly audible, and a dragon's roar resounded throughout the universe.
Between heaven and earth, there was only this one dragon roar, which drowned out all other sounds of destruction, the source of destruction, the god of destruction.....
The great formation blocked all the spiritual energy attacks, but the sheer pressure of the dragon's roar still pressed down relentlessly, making it hard for the new recruits to breathe.
"Ah! Ahhh!" "Impossible... Absolutely impossible."
Many people began to groan unconsciously, their bodies went limp uncontrollably to the ground, or they convulsed and spasmed incessantly.
It is the only sound in the world, so powerful that it is impossible to tell whether it roared only once from beginning to end or never stopped.
Until a second voice in the world dared to utter a sound.
"Amitabha."
Zhong Ming turned his head sharply, tracing the source of the sound, which was...
The cave where the boat captain's seriously injured brothers were located.
A tiny sliver of Buddha's holy light stubbornly clung to life amidst the raging flames, its faint glow barely visible.
As Cuihong gasped in shock, someone nearby immediately exclaimed, "It's the Bodhisattva Pushi! What's he doing outside!"
The Bodhisattva of Universal World is only at the Golden Core stage. How can he withstand the attack of this Nascent Soul old dragon undergoing the Transformation Tribulation?
"Bodhisattva, come back quickly!"
The moment the man uttered the words, he received a blow to the head from the new recruit instructor.
"Don't shout, he can't hear you. He's out of the formation now, so he can only pray for good luck."
Don't ask why the new recruit instructors are only speaking now. No matter how strong they are, they are only at the peak of Qi Refining, and they have never seen such a strange sight before.
The faint light emanating from the Buddha's golden body did not attract the fire dragon's attention. Heaven and earth are vast, and the tribulation is the greatest. As long as these little wretches do not disturb it, it will not bother with them.
But humans inexplicably regard it as a totem, and at least most of them look solemn, as if they are looking at a hero.
At least a dozen people's eyes revealed a different kind of light. If Zhong Ming looked at those people at this moment, he would definitely be able to find a common point.
Ancestor of humanity.
The core principle: The Ancestor of Humanity attacks Heaven.
The stories passed down by storytellers have become a cultural anchor, firmly rooted in people's hearts. Under the terrifying pressure of the alien race, the image of the ancestor of mankind is constantly being materialized.
They see the "ancestor of humanity" in their eyes.
The bloodline called "heroes" is being revived, and humanity is back to looking up at the sky. Do you know what this means?
The day when humanity conquers this "sky" will also come.
The Buddha's light was suppressed by the flames, but in the eyes of these people, he was the embodiment of indomitable spirit and hope in despair.
Heroes are not concrete beings, but that's what heroes should be like.
The human culture of respecting those who wield swords against the stronger thrives on this land.
As for the tolling of the bell....
Oh, the convulsions are over.
He fainted during the dragon's roar, as for the reason...
The dragon soul, which had been dormant within the body for a long time, struggled to rise up after sensing the dragon's roar, churning the waters of its meridians like rivers and seas, responding to the fire dragon's call.
It wasn't the kind of response like "Where are you?" or "I'm here~", but rather...
"Long live the Dragon Clan!"
"Long live the Dragon Clan!!!"
Above the lake of the heart, a wicked dragon raises its head.