Aftermath, Dragon King

Within a quiet room in the Meng Family Manor of Lingwu Outer City.

The room was empty, save for a row of straw mats upon which lay eleven people with faint breaths but no conscious awareness whatsoever. They were the eleven Innate Realm Warriors with mutation abilities dispatched by the Lei Family.

Doctor Yang held an exquisite porcelain bowl. After slicing open one man's wrist with a sharp dagger, he swiftly used his inner force to draw the flowing blood into the bowl until it was full, then flicked out three golden needles to temporarily stop the man's bleeding.

Afterward, like some mad scientist, he muttered to himself as he took medicines of unknown origin from the medicine chest he carried with him. Using the blood in the porcelain bowl, he mixed and tested them, seemingly trying to grasp the hidden energy lurking within the blood.

Meng Zhao stood beside Doctor Yang, dressed in green robes, his fingers turning Buddhist beads. His eyes were bright with anticipation.

Two days had passed since the upheaval at Mingxiu Lake.

That day, the Lei Family had laid trap after trap, killing scheme after killing scheme, all aimed at him. Yet in the end, they had still fallen short at the final hurdle.

These eleven Innate Realm Warriors capable of mutation were the spoils of war. In addition, the Lei Family had lost a Green Frog Poison Newt that could be controlled and lured by humans, four Innate Masters of the Lei Family bloodline, and two experts skilled in using the hidden weapon, the Heart-piercing Needle.

Yes, those three Lei Family Innate Masters had ultimately failed to escape as well. Before the eyes of hundreds of Lingwu natives, he had personally slaughtered them by Mingxiu Lake, adding another brilliant streak to the halo of