Dragon of Imagination

"The essence blood of the Darkness Sacred Tiger..."

Among the group in the middle, the gray-robed elder at the head of the group rolled his eyes and chuckled strangely, "My Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan believes it should be left to Flame Commander."

"Feiyu, what is your Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan doing? Although Lin Yan is of the Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan bloodline, he has nothing to do with your Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan. He is the Third Palace Master of the Four Symbols Palace and will not serve your Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan."

Upon hearing this, Luo Lie, the Great Commander of the Dark Abyss Tiger Clan, was slightly taken aback, then flew into a rage, glaring angrily at the traitor among them.

"Feiyu, are you perhaps senile?"

The Great Elder of the Earth-Shaking Thunder Tiger Clan also had a strange expression on his face.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter? Who said it doesn't matter? Flame Commander officially took over as the Young Patriarch of our clan a month ago."

The gray-robed elder chuckled and led three elders of the Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan directly to Little Flame, bowing respectfully and saying, "We greet the Young Patriarch leader!"

"Well, after I've refined the Darkness Sacred Tiger's essence blood, I'll go back to my clan."

Little Flame's dark face remained expressionless; he simply nodded faintly.

"Yes, Young Patriarch!"

The four members of the Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan were delighted upon hearing this, and then stood respectfully behind Little Flame with their hands at their sides.

"Young Patriarch? The Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan recently had a new Young Patriarch, could it be...?"

Luo Lie and the Great Elder of the Earth-Shaking Thunder Tiger Clan exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking. How could they not know that the Tiger Clan valued bloodline more than birth?

"Didn't you want to besiege my Four Symbols Palace? How are you going to besiege it? Why don't you besiege it right here and show Lord Marten?"

Little Marten crossed his arms, a deep sense of mockery appearing on his handsome face.

Twelve against three becomes eight against seven; in the blink of an eye, offense and defense shift.

"So what if the Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan is on your side? Even with eight against seven, we still have a chance of winning. In any case, you will not be able to take away the essence blood of the Darkness Sacred Tiger today."

The two groups exchanged a discreet glance, then slowly surrounded them from both sides. "Hand over your essence blood, or don't blame us for being impolite."

"What a bunch of hopeless good-for-nothings!"

Lin Dong sighed, stepped into the air, and charged forward alone with his sword.

Knowing Lin Dong's strength, Little Marten and the others immediately retreated rapidly.

"Commander Lin, aren't you underestimating us too much? One against eight? Even the Great Elder of the Four Great Overlord Clans, top-tier experts in the Samsara Stage Realm who are only One Step Away the Reincarnation Stage, wouldn't dare to be so arrogant."

Upon seeing this, Luo Lie was so angry that he laughed instead, his face full of mockery.

"That's because I'm just too strong, so strong that even I'm afraid of myself."

Lin Dong's eyes flickered slightly, and his hand clenched down suddenly. The space rippled rapidly, and in the extremely terrified eyes of Luo Lie and the other eight, a silver-white dragon with no end in sight stretched out and coiled in the void behind them, covering the sky and the sun.

That extremely terrifying aura was enough to instantly move even Cycle Stage Expert.

"Great... Great Symbol Sect?!"

Gazing at the colossal creature high above, its body blotting out the sky and almost filling the entire canyon, a murmur, almost like a dream, quietly escaped from the mouths of the eight people.

"That's right, as a reward..."

Lin Dong smiled slightly and raised his arm, "Dragon of Imagination, destroy them!"

"Roar!!!"

The next moment, amidst a deafening roar, the silver-white dragon, tens of thousands of feet long, nimbly swung its tail, shattering the air and tearing through the void, before swooping down madly towards Luo Lie and his eight companions on the ground with a ferocious momentum.

"Quickly, quickly, attack together! Attack together!!"

The eight Luo Lie faces ashen, suddenly seemed to awaken from a dream, unleashing their power in a frenzy. The surging Origin Energy of the eight Samsara Stage experts converged and merged like a tide, rapidly compressing above their heads into a massive Black and White rotating disc that was ten thousand feet long.

As the wheel of Life and Death spun rapidly, it exuded a faint Intent of Reincarnation, layering up frantically, one layer after another.

"Roar!!!"

A mighty dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and a massive shadow that filled the entire canyon descended. The ten-thousand-foot- Life and Death Wheel, formed by the combined efforts of the eight Samsara Stage experts, shattered almost instantly and then crashed heavily onto the earth.

At the bottom of the canyon, a huge ravine tens of thousands of feet in diameter was forcibly created, and eight bloodied and mangled figures lay limply at the bottom of the ravine, with only their chests rising and falling slightly.

"Heh, look down on you? You're not worthy."

In the extremely blurry vision of Luo Lie and the other eight, the tall figure standing in the air smiled leisurely, and then rode the Dragon of Imagination straight through the void.

Deep within the Ancient Battlefield, the black mountain range lies prostrate on the earth like a giant dragon.

A black palace stands silently atop the highest, majestic peak, ancient and weathered, as if it had existed there since time immemorial.

The surrounding peaks were already filled with powerful figures from all directions of the Demon Domain, forming a dense, dark mass with an exceptionally intense atmosphere.

Many forces that have reached the core area have learned through various channels that this is not the birth of a rare treasure, but the birth of the inheritance of the Devouring Master, which is right in front of them in the Devouring Divine Palace.

A gaunt figure shrouded in a black robe, holding a long black sword, stood silently guarding the entrance to the main hall, motionless, like a statue.

Perhaps out of fear of the Devouring Master, one of the Eight Ancient Masters, whose formidable reputation prevented anyone from stepping forward, and they all silently waited for something.

"The Four Overlord Clans have all arrived, but only five of the Eight Royal Clans have come. None of the three Royal Clan of the Tiger Clan have arrived. Are they planning something else?"

On a mountaintop, Liu Qing, the elder leader of the Dragon Clan, looked around.

"Hahaha, Elder Liu Qing, the Dark Abyss Tiger Clan and the Earth-Shaking Thunder Tiger Clan have probably retreated to this Ancient Battlefield and will not come again. As for the Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan, they have already arrived."

A clear, loud laugh rang out, and seven or eight figures landed simultaneously.

"Hmm? Elder Lin Dong, how did you end up with the Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan?" Liu Qing asked with a smile as he looked at the newcomer.

"Hehe, Flame Commander is the Young Patriarch of our Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan. In this operation, we will naturally follow the lead of the Four Symbols Palace."

Elder Feiyu of the Heavenly Demonic Tiger Clan chuckled.

"Hmm, I see. It seems that your two forces joined forces to eliminate the other two Royal Clan of the Tiger Clan beforehand."

Liu Qing nodded thoughtfully.

Lin Dong smiled noncommittally and said nothing more.

"Young friend Lin Dong, do you see that guard at the entrance of the main hall?"

"You wield the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, do you know its origins? All the major powers are cunning, knowing that the guards left behind by the Devouring Master must be quite troublesome, so they are all waiting for us, the Four Great Overlord Clans, to make the first move."

Great Elder Zhu Li led the Heavenly Demon Marten Clan's forces and swept over.