Life-and-Death Crisis

You beast! How dare you!

Nalan Yan glared angrily and shouted sternly.

At this moment, the Black Dragon on her face opened its blood-red maw, its chilling fangs like sharp blades, emitting a terrifying, eerie light.

An overwhelming sense of fear, like a cold, venomous snake, crept into my heart.

She knew that her current situation was extremely dangerous. Her whole body was weak and powerless, and every inch of her skin felt as if it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer. Her injuries were more serious than she had imagined, and she no longer had any strength left to resist the Black Dragon's attack.

But Nalan Yan possessed a stubborn and tenacious spirit; how could she obediently surrender and become food for this monster?

Even if she only had a sliver of strength left, she would fight to the death.

Despite her near-exhausted body, Nalan Yan gritted her teeth and suddenly flipped her right hand. A streak of light flashed, and a shuttle-shaped object appeared steadily in her palm.

This item is no ordinary thing; it was a life-saving gift given to her by the Sect Grand Elder, who knew that her journey to find spiritual herbs was fraught with danger.

Nalan Yan kept it in her Storage Ring, and dared not use it lightly unless it was a matter of life and death.

This shuttle-shaped magic weapon contains World-destroying power. Once activated, it can unleash an extremely powerful attack. Even a level seven demon beast would be instantly shattered and reduced to dust if it were hit by such a blow.

At this moment, the Black Dragon was getting closer and closer to Nalan Yan. Its enormous body blotted out the sky and the surrounding air seemed to be swept away by it, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Even worse, the stench emanating from the Black Dragon's mouth was so strong that Nalan Yan almost vomited. The intense odor seeped into her lungs through her nasal cavity, choking her until her eyes reddened and tears welled up.

"Hahaha, you little wench, don't even think about resisting, just obediently become my food!"

The Black Dragon spoke in human language, its arrogant and domineering voice so loud it hurt the eardrums, as if announcing Nalan Yan's final fate.

Just as the dragon's mouth, carrying a foul stench, was about to bite her head, Nalan Yan gritted her teeth and used all her strength to violently fling the shuttle-shaped object in her hand away.

The shuttle-shaped magical artifact roared through the sky, emanating an aura of terror and despair, and rushed straight towards the Black Dragon.

Black Dragon was usually incredibly arrogant, but now his eyes were wide open, and a rare hint of panic flashed in them.

A deathly shadow quickly loomed over its heart like a dark cloud.

"Holy crap! This guy actually has such a powerful weapon!"

Black Dragon inwardly cried out in alarm. He immediately abandoned all pretense of decorum and desperately twisted his muscular body, trying to dodge the fatal blow.

However, its previous charge was too swift, and it was too close to Nalan Yan at the moment. Even though it used all its strength to dodge, it still couldn't completely avoid its massive body.

On the verge of death, in desperation, the Black Dragon swung its thick tail violently, creating a black barrier that "whooshed" in front of its chest and abdomen.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap, shook the ground and the surrounding area.

The spindle-shaped object, carrying immense power, slammed into the Black Dragon's massive tail.

In an instant, the light shone brightly, and violent energy spread out, instantly blasting the Black Dragon's iron-hard tail into a cloud of blood and gore. Fragments of flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

However, it was this block that gave the Black Dragon a chance to catch its breath.

Using the force of that impact, it forcibly shifted its body to the side by more than half.

Although its tail was blown to pieces, at least it survived.

Even so, half of its body was not spared. It was hit by the violent energy wave, which blasted out countless outward-facing bloody gashes, deep enough to expose the bone, with blood gushing out like a fountain.

The Black Dragon's enormous body flew backward and crashed to the ground with a "boom," raising a cloud of dust and creating a deep crater in the ground.

But this monster was ferocious by nature, with a ruthless streak in its bones. The next moment, it shook its blood-covered head and struggled to get up from the ground.

With each step he took, the ground beneath his feet was stained crimson with blood. He staggered, but his killing intent remained undiminished, and he continued to slowly approach Nalan Yan, step by step.

Its tail was gone, and its body was also severely injured, missing half of its body. It looked extremely miserable, but fortunately, its vital organs were not actually injured.

The Black Dragon was completely enraged, its eyes blazing with fury as if it were about to breathe fire. The rage burning within it nearly drove it to utter madness.

That damned human dared to injure it so badly! How could it swallow such a humiliating insult?

The Black Dragon secretly vowed to devour Nalan Yan and turn her into a pile of excrement to vent his hatred.

Of course, before devouring her, it would first have torn Nalan Yan to pieces, carefully ripping off her flesh piece by piece and arranging it on the ground to create a beautiful human skin pattern, slowly admiring its own "masterpiece".

Then put each piece into your mouth, chew it carefully, and swallow it slowly after it's thoroughly chewed.

Not only that, it also wanted to extract the person's soul and imprison it in Wutian and sunless place, baking it with its scorching Dragon Breath every day, causing it to suffer extreme pain, unable to live or die.

It wants everyone to know that this is the consequence of harming the Black Dragon!

Nalan Yan looked at the Black Dragon that was closing in step by step, and her heart was filled with utter despair.

She never imagined that even after risking her life and using her last resort, she still couldn't kill this ferocious Black Dragon.

Faced with such a desperate situation, with the shadow of death looming over him, the ending seemed inevitable; he feared his life would end here.

Her eyes glistened with tears, her heart filled with sorrow, and the kind face of Shishi involuntarily appeared in her mind.

"Master, your disciple failed to complete the mission. Your disciple must take his leave now..."

Nalan Yan murmured softly, her voice filled with endless sorrow and resentment, as if she were saying her final farewell to her master in the distance.

The next moment, another figure appeared in her mind, the one who made her heart ache and haunted her dreams.

"How are you?"

Since the end of the College Entrance Examination, Hua Qiang's image has frequently appeared in Nalan Yan's mind.

She was originally at the Azure Dragon Academy, Hua Qiang was at the White Tiger Academy. They were both in the same university town, so it would have been easy for them to meet.

But the thing is, this kid is elusive, always running around, and I've never seen him once.

Just as these thoughts flashed through Nalan Yan's mind, the Black Dragon finally walked up to her, its two huge forepaws slowly extending, the sharp claws gleaming coldly in the light, like the Grim Reaper wielding his Scythe.

Nalan Yan closed her eyes tightly, awaiting the impending excruciating pain and death, yet a stubborn streak remained in her heart.

Even if her soul were to be scattered, she would never beg for mercy or show the slightest weakness to this beast...