Chapter 1929: Just Gave You a Chance

Honghua Dragon Lord had been cultivating in a special secluded chamber prepared by the Meng family and had also sensed the preceding battle.

At the time, Zu An seemed to have unleashed a domain similar to dragon's might. While its power was decent, it was nothing extraordinary.

He had originally intended to mock Zu An, showing him what true dragon's might looked like.

Who would have thought that the domain Zu An had displayed earlier wasn't even his full power!

The terrifying pressure in that instant, combined with some invisible, monstrous bird seemingly rushing into his mind, made him tremble all over. He couldn't hold on and directly fell to the ground.

Meng Jing, standing nearby, was dumbfounded. He had thought that with the legendary Honghua Dragon Lord, revered by the Meng family, taking action, it would be as easy as slicing through melons and vegetables.

No matter how strong that brat was, could he be stronger than a golden dragon that had lived for thousands of years?

He was even mentally prepared for a back-and-forth battle, with the Dragon Lord eventually winning a difficult victory.

But in a single encounter, the Dragon Lord was brought down. This was truly beyond his imagination.

Meng Chan was also in a daze. Her mind went completely blank in that instant.

All calculations and thoughts of the Meng family vanished, because she knew clearly that the Meng family was utterly finished.

It was all due to the incredibly inaccurate intelligence.

If only she had gone to see him in person back then...

This thought was immediately dismissed. Even if she had seen him with her own eyes, she would never have imagined that this handsome young man harbored such terrifying power.

Not to mention her, probably no one among the influential families in the capital could have imagined it.

Unfortunately, it was the Meng family who happened to test the waters for everyone.

Their attempt proved fatal.

From afar, experts from various prominent families looked towards the Meng manor with doubt and alarm. What was happening? Why had an even more powerful aura suddenly appeared?

Why had that giant dragon just fallen straight down?

Could it be Zu An's doing?

All current signs pointed to this, yet emotionally, they simply couldn't believe it.

It wasn't as if these families lacked information on Zu An; everyone knew what he was like back in Brightmoon City.

He had only cultivated for a mere three years at most; how could he possibly be this powerful?

Unfortunately, it was precisely because their intelligence was too detailed that they made a misjudgment.

The demon race, unaware of his past, had no preconceptions, which allowed them to adjust their attitude towards him immediately.

At this moment, Honghua Dragon Lord roared repeatedly, clearly enraged by the sudden assault.

Honghua Dragon Lord's fury reached an astonishing level.

He opened his maw and directly exhaled a stream of dragon's breath, a torrent of violent earth energy surging towards Zu An.

Zu An met the dragon's breath head-on, taking a light step forward as if traversing space. As his foot landed, the dragon's breath appeared behind him, shooting straight towards the buildings in the background.

Under the destructive rampage of this dragon's breath, at least half of the Meng manor vanished into thin air, leaving no trace even of the previous ruins.

Meng Jing's heart bled at this sight. "My Lord Dragon," he thought, "didn't you promise to protect the Meng family? Yet now, half of the Meng family's descendants have died by your hand."

However, he quickly began to worry about another issue: "It seems Lord Dragon can't defeat that boy?"

Honghua Dragon Lord's eyes, like temple bells, nearly popped out. His voice trembled slightly. "Space... spatial power! Have you really reached the level of Emperor Zhao Hao?"

Zu An did not answer. He simply stepped forward and directly placed his foot on the dragon's head.

Honghua Dragon Lord, possessing the dignity of a dragon, struggled frantically with a foot on his head. His tail swept across, and another section of the remaining Meng manor vanished, replaced by panicked cries everywhere.

"Still moving?" Zu An stomped his foot down, sending an invisible surge of energy radiating outwards.

The golden dragon instantly shuddered, its body and tail no longer able to twist or move.

It felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on its entire body. Its bones creaked, all its scales flared open, and trickles of blood seeped out.

Many had seen fish with flared scales, but this was the first time they witnessed a dragon's scales erupting. The sight of the hundreds of feet of its massive body covered in countless, splayed scales was deeply unsettling.

Honghua Dragon Lord finally realized he had picked a fight he couldn't win. He immediately softened his tone, saying, "I believe it, I truly believe it. I believe you are the Regent King of the demon race."

"What a joke! With such power, let alone a human, even a pig would qualify as the Regent King of the demon race!"

"Too late," Zu An said. With a casual wave of his hand, the Meng family's Bone-Stripping Blade of Severed Flow appeared before him.

Sensing his killing intent, the golden dragon immediately panicked. "You can't kill me! The previous Dragon King is my biological father, and I've awakened the dragon race's golden bloodline. Our clan will sense the life and death of every golden family member. If you kill me, you'll offend the entire dragon race, and they will pursue you relentlessly!"

"This does pose some trouble..."

Hearing this, the golden dragon breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but say, "Exactly! You humans have a saying: 'A wise man knows when to yield to circumstances...' "

Before he could finish, a blade plunged directly into his head. His formidable physical defense was like paper, as the blade sank deep.

Meng Jing felt dizzy and completely collapsed onto the ground.

Though the Meng family's blade was an immortal weapon, this was a golden dragon! Even if the dragon stood there and allowed him to hack at it with the blade, he might not be able to wound it. Yet, this person had killed the dragon so easily with a single strike?

It was over. Completely over.

The golden dragon's eyes were wide, filled with disbelief. This person actually dared to kill him? Was he truly unafraid of the dragon race's wrath?

"I just gave you a chance, but you didn't value it," Zu An said, twisting the blade. A torrent of blade energy, like a raging river, instantly obliterated the dragon's brain, leaving it utterly dead.

Killing a dragon indeed posed a bit of trouble, but only a bit; it wasn't as if he hadn't killed one before.

He pulled out the blade and looked at Meng Jing. "Now it's your turn."

Looking at the blade, still mixed with the dragon's blood and brain matter, Meng Jing felt a warmth in his crotch and shamefully realized he had wet himself.

He, one of the revered Eight Dukes of the imperial court, the current Sima, and the Meng family patriarch, had been scared to such an extent.

But everything that had happened since a moment ago was too impactful; his mind had completely shut down.

Just then, a halo of light suddenly coalesced within the golden dragon's corpse. Following this, as if summoning something, ripples like water appeared in the air.

"Oh, is this the power of bloodline? That's quite interesting," Zu An mused, recalling what the dragon had said earlier, a hint of surprise on his face.

At this moment, an unparalleled pressure began to spread, its power many times greater than that of the golden dragon. The entire capital was completely alarmed, and many cultivators trembled with fear.

This was the power of an Earth Immortal!

Had the Emperor returned, or was the demon race invading?

This unfamiliar aura clearly resembled the latter.

The entire capital's defense mechanisms began to activate.

At this point, the water-like ripples in the void seemed to transform into a mirror, within which a middle-aged man suddenly appeared. He wore a yellow robe, and most distinctly, two slender horns protruded from his head.

"Who dares to kill my dragon race's golden bloodline?!"

A furious roar echoed from the void, its might causing many family experts to turn and flee, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire if they remained too close.

The dragon race!

Many were utterly shocked. The dragon race had always been powerful and mysterious; for many, this was their first time seeing a dragon.

And judging by his demeanor, it seemed to be the legendary Dragon King!

But how was this Dragon King even more formidable than the legends described? This was undoubtedly the aura of an Earth Immortal!

No wonder the golden dragon had said that the Demon Emperor wouldn't even dare to make the Dragon King bow to him. With such power, he certainly couldn't be treated lightly.

The members of the capital's top families mused that Zu An was too impulsive. By provoking the Dragon King and incurring a blood feud, he had acted unwisely.

Meng Jing, Prince Dai, and others were overjoyed. They never imagined they could summon the Dragon King as their backing.

"Zu An, Zu An," they thought, "with a little power, you've become too arrogant and don't know your place. This path leads to death."

All eyes fell on Zu An, watching to see how he would respond.

With the combat power he had just displayed, he might still be able to put up a fight. But the other party was an Earth Immortal, backed by the entire dragon race and experts from the sea race. What could Zu An possibly use to contend with him?

To everyone's surprise, Zu An showed no trace of panic or vexation on his face. Instead, he calmly replied, "I killed him."

"You seek..." The Dragon King was furious and about to say something, when his expression suddenly froze. He then spoke with uncertainty, "Regent King?"

"It's me," Zu An said calmly.

Although the two had never met, the sudden appointment of a Regent King in the royal court was a major event, and relevant intelligence and portraits had naturally been sent to the Dragon King.

The Dragon King's expression changed, showing signs of hesitation.

Just then, a female voice seemed to speak beside him. He suddenly broke into a wide smile. "Many years ago, a degenerate golden dragon from our race defected, and we've never known his whereabouts. I thank the Regent King for helping our dragon race clean house this time. Next time you visit the dragon race, I will treat you to drinks to properly show my gratitude..."

After he finished speaking, the water-like ripples in the sky gradually vanished.

The ability inherent in the golden dragon's bloodline was only meant to inform the dragon race of their killer; it couldn't sustain such a long-distance 'video call' for extended periods.

Everyone was stunned, having never anticipated this outcome.

Just a moment ago, the Dragon King had arrived with a fierce aura, ready to demand an explanation, but then, the next second, he recognized Zu An's identity and completely backed down?

"Seriously, you're an Earth Immortal!"

"Where's your prestige? Where's your dignity?"

However, more than anything, people felt shock. Previously, they had been somewhat dismissive of his title as the demon race's Regent King, and the golden dragon's earlier disregard for it had only reinforced their initial perception.

But the Dragon King's attitude made everyone gradually realize the truth: this Regent King was clearly more than just an empty title. Even the dignified Earth Immortal Dragon King was wary of him, making him a true king among kings in the demon race.

Zu An also felt a little perplexed at this moment. The Dragon King had always been known to be unyielding and independent, someone even the old Demon Emperor treated with three parts respect.

Even if he was somewhat wary of Zu An's identity as the demon race's Regent King and wanted to downplay the incident, he wouldn't have been so agreeable.

He suddenly recalled the faint female voice that had indistinctly come from the image just now, but it was too blurry to hear clearly.

Could it be that female voice that caused the Dragon King to change his attitude?

Was it... her?